Dirty Rowdy Thing Novels & Stories

i wispered before pulling both her shorts and panty in a go I carried her baby style to the edge of the bed where I gently placed her head on a pillow before kneeling betweenw were her legs to have my favorite dish once again. Two weeks later>>>> Why the hell does she taste better and different each time huh? “Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself old man”Rowan said hitting my head “What? did I say that out loud?” I asked shocked “You did and if you keep thinking about that we might have a big problem today” Rowan warned

Valeria was white-knuckling a mug of tea, her eyes pinned to my face as if waiting for me to shatter. The second I’d crossed the threshold of the Nightwood House, Caleb had gone into a full Alpha-brother protective rage, demanding to know why I’d been off the grid. He’d shoved his phone at me, snarling something about 'filth' and 'scandal.' Now, the hundreds of pings were finally screaming onto my own screen. "It's a nightmare." I hit play on the viral clip for the third time. The video was high-definition, captured from the shadows of the New York club. Rowan and I were tangled together, the chemistry between us looking like a physical explosion. We were devouring each other, oblivious to t

P SECTION ~ "They are mostly just bunch of bimbo's I tell you that for free," Hardin said inhaling the cigarette on his lips as he removed the cigarette and exhaled softly. He reached for his drink on the table and took a sip returning the glass to the table. "Women are quite easy to fuck you know," Alex laughed, "I could get a blow job without doing too much, watch this," Alex added raising his hand to call one of the ladies who was dancing on the pole entertaining them to come to him.

The table was already full when they sat. Mara at the head. Jimmy two seats down. Reed and Cole to the side. Jax on the wall. Sienna beside Lily-Rose like the workroom kiss had not just happened. Mara poured water, not coffee. “The yard said collector. The hall heard the rest. Now I want the wife’s mouth. Do you ask for her tonight, or do you sleep alone?” Jimmy turned his glass. He wanted the no. Lily-Rose felt that.

Girls that are dressed in loud skimpy clothes and sautering over to where Rowan and I are seated. What is this? What does this psychotic husband of mine have planned? Rowan uses his fingers to signal them something and I notice that the light on the floor changes to dim neon red. A low rubble of music is playing in the scene. The most unexpected thing happens as the girls start to dance. More like strip. They sway their hips sensually according to the rhythm and I start to feel uncomfortable. "Is this what you had planned?" I ask Rowan in a soft whiper and he purses his lips for a second.

~Liv~ The door had barely slammed open before Rowan was already yelling, his face all twisted up red and furious, eyes locked on me and Kacy like we'd just set the ship on fire, "Not again, Liv, seriously not fucking again, what the hell is this?" and he stormed in, dripping wet from wherever he'd been hiding out, probably up on deck pretending he didn't give a shit while I was busy almost drowning and then making out with his teammate like some bad rebound plot twist.

The air thickened and charged with something that was more intense than laughter. Horniness. Noah had just finished a dare that involved whispering his most inappropriate thoughts about me into my ear. I had laughed it off, but my pulse and my pussy throbbed harder than before. “Your turn,” Rowan said, his voice lower now. I looked around at them. Ellis stretched casually against the couch, watching me with that unreadable intensity. Noah sprawled comfortably but alert. And Rowan leaned forward slightly, like he was waiting for something to snap.

“You weren’t so good with all that dick you got. Now watch and learn.” Rowan got on top of her, handling her roughly as though angry and horny at the same time. “What are you doing? I can’t handle two men such as you guys in one day.” But Rowan wasn’t listening. He turned her butt against his lower abdomen. In his favourite position which is doggy style – he plummeted her pussy till she was squirting and creaming. At first, Finley felt disgusted. But he soon started to enjoy the scene. He played with his junk as they fucked.

Impatient. “Gonna split this tight little ass open,” he muttered. “Make you our three-hole fuckdoll. You’ll be thanking me when I’m buried and you’re crying.” I was sobbing already; my mascara running black rivers, spit bubbling around Ryde’s dick, body rocking between them like a toy. Jax pounding my pussy, Ryde fucking my throat, Kai stretching my ass with mean fingers. Ryde yanked out sudden, slapped his wet cock across my cheek. Spit strings connecting us. “Beg, Raven. Beg us to ruin your worthless holes.”

I look straight into the camera, cum sticky and warm on my lips and cheeks, chest heaving, pussy still throbbing and dripping. “Happy... fucking... Thanksgiving, bitches.”