Claiming Sunshine

Claiming Sunshine by S. E. Leonard

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just stood there, not sure if this was his way of cutting her loose. “Come here, Hun,” he said, pulling her into his big, strong body. “I just don't want you to get too attached to me. I don't know what I am capable of when it comes to a woman and I don't want you to be disappointed.” He kissed the top of her head and let her go. “While I am figuring this shit out, I am the only one in your bed and you are the only one in mine, you get me?”
                  She nodded. Inside, she was jumping for joy. He wasn't cutting her loose at all. She had to play it cool, not get too clingy, so she didn't scare him off. He seemed so perfect.
                  “Until that asshole gets picked, up you are staying here. I hope that isn't going to be an issue for you, but after he gets picked up, it's back home you go. I ain't having any woman staying at the club, it just ain't right,” he said, grabbing her hand and leading her inside the club.
                  He slid the key out of the lock, and opened the door to his room. It was a disaster. He didn't seem to even care. He threw a few dirty t-shirts on the floor, making room for her to sit on the bed. “I can take you to your place to get a few things so you can stay the night,” he said, as he headed for the bathroom and shut the door.
                  She heard the water running and Drifter talking to himself. What was he doing in there? She decided not to ask, seemed too weird. He opened the door and stepped out. “Come here.” She patted the space on the bed next to her. He sat next to her and she immediately straddled him and started to kiss him.
                  He responded to her and kissed her back. What the fuck did this bitch have that none of the others did? Well for starters, she kept coming back to him, but he was doing the same. His thoughts were cut short by the realization of his dick grinding into her crotch. She got off his lap and got on her knees in front of him, starting to undo his pants. He watched as she freed his cock. All the others had to be ordered what to do. Usually, they were too drunk to do what he said, so he had to manhandle them to get them where he wanted. None ever came back for a second round. Some of that roughness was to ensure they didn't want to return to him. The other part was pure anger and frustration. A bitch couldn't just get on her knees and suck when told, she had to get flirty and act stupid. That’s when he would grab the stupid bitch by her hair and force her down to his cock and tell her to suck. Hell, he had even held a gun to a bitch's head, making her do it when she attempted to refuse. Pres had to pay her a few bucks to be quiet.
                  Then there was Jewl. Doing just what he wanted her to do, without being told. “What a good girl you are.” She looked up at him with her lips stretched over his cock. He saw the smile in her eyes. Grabbing her by the hair, he stood up, bringing her with him, forcing her go from crouching to kneeling. “I'm gonna fuck that good girl mouth, ok Hun?” he said, stating and asking at the same time.
                  She gave a slight nod and he once again, took what was his. She took it. She liked it rough. She liked being dominated and for the first time, she felt loved, while she let a man do this to her.
                  After all the attempts to get a man to care through sex, letting them do whatever they wanted to her body, this one seemed to care about her too. She thought back to her childhood, and the men that were allowed to touch her, and play with her body. Her mom chose to turn a blind eye because she didn't want to know the truth about the men that she settled for. “Fuck you all.” She thought to herself, as this beautiful man took what was his from her, because they belonged to each other.
                  He continued to thrust his cock in and out of her

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