Clyde Logan Imagines.

Chapter 1: Clyde's Darlin.

Description: You had just moved to West Virginia from your hometown. You moved for a fresh start, new people. One night you come to a bar by the name of 'Duck tape'. You come across a very attractive bartender by the name of Clyde Logan..

Warnings/Tags: Public sex, dirty talk, praising.
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You just got out of work, it being your first day as a nurse. It had been very stressful even though you were just starting. There was so much to do, so much to learn. It was just what you expected. You get in your car letting out a sigh being drained already.

As a distraction you decide to make your way to the nearest bar. Since you were new to the area you didn't know of one. You kept driving down the busty road trying to find one. You take a turn and eventually find one. It was called 'Duck Tape.' You chuckled to yourself while pulling into the parking lot seeing that there were a good amount of people.

You get out and make your way in. Through the window you could see a very handsome bartender. Without even walking in you were already getting nervous and slightly sweating. You were never good at flirting or even composing yourself around a very attractive man. This should be interesting.

You walk in quietly looking around. It smelt of alcohol and cigarettes. A typical bar. You go up to the bar, sitting down and getting comfortable. To calm yourself you take in a deep breath reminding yourself that this was just a man. A very attractive one, just as you thought moments before walking in.

Clyde looks at you having to take in a deep breath just like you. He hadn't seen a beautiful young lady like you walk in here in a very long time. You were quite the sight.  Since you didn't have a drink he had the perfect opportunity to speak with you.

"Evening ma'am. What could I get ya?" Clyde smiles sweetly, keeping his prosthetic by his side so it wasn't seen. He knew most women didn't exactly like it. It kind of ruined his chance at times.

You look at him as if you were shocked, forgetting that he was the bartender and not just a man trying to speak with you. You clear your throat looking into those beautiful eyes of his.

"Could I just have a Martini, please?" You smile soflty knowing your cheeks were bright red. You mentally curse yourself for being so nervous.

"Coming right up," He began making your drink not even thinking much about his arm. He wanted to impress you and he was doing a good job at it.

You watch in complete awe not being a bit bothered by his prosthetic. You liked to watch. While he was busy you take this opportunity to admire his features and beauty marks. His hair was long and wavy, nose long, lashes short but pretty, perfect pink kissable lips, and nice facial hair you'd love to touch. This man was a god in your eyes.

"Here you are." Clyde slides it to you carefully, looking at you with a small and almost shy grin.

You take it and smile at him taking a sip. You him contentfully, setting the glass down. "Thank you very much this is nice. What's your name?" You ask curiously, your cheeks about as red as his.

"My names Clyde. And yours?" He wipes down the counter, his southern accent being thick and vert sexy to you.

"My name is Y/N. It is very nice to meet you, Clyde." You bite your lip trying not keep your cool. On the outside you may have came off smoothly, but in the inside you were screaming at yourself. Who wouldn't?
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After hours of talking back and forth with Clyde, which surprisingly went well. It was now closing time which was a bummer for both you and Clyde. You knew you'd miss him. You got up, almost frowning. Clyde wasn't too happy either. You were the first woman to come in, talk, and accept him. Or at least make him feel like it.

"I have a question for ya, Y/N." Clyde looks at you, getting his keys to lock the place up. It was just you two now.

"Yes, Clyde?" You look at him, now leaned up against the counter. You felt way more comfortable than you could ever imagined. You could sense he was nervous which was new. This whole night he had been putting on a brave front, almost dominant.

"Would you like to...go on a little date? Get dinner or somethin?" He goes over to you now behind the bar anymore. He was now stood right in front of you, his tall frame towering over you.

You take in a deep breath, looking up into his eyes. There was something different there. Desire. You nod slowly biting your bottom lip.

"I-I would love that, Clyde. That sounds amazing." You take the chance and rub your hand up his torso, feeling the smooth fabric of his shirt.

Now usually this wouldn't get to him, but he was a very touched starved man and had one person in mind. You. He could hardly take it. Without thinking twice Clyde picks you up and puts you on the counter, holding your hip. His lips onto yours in an instant, the kiss being passionate. 

You moan and wrap your legs around him pulling him close to you. You eagerly untuck his shirt and unbutton it, wanting to feel his skin. He groan in response slipping down your bottoms and panties.

"But the bar..." You pull away breathlessly, taking off your shirt and bra for him. You watch his eyes go to your now exposed chest that he thought was perfect.

"So? I don't think we'll make too much of a mess. Do you, darlin'?" He takes off his belt, biting his lips he was so ready to feel your tight pussy. He needed to.

You blush from his words already desperate to feel him. You spread your legs showing Clyde your soaked, cunt. You moan and run your fingers up and down your pussy.

"Look at you, you're so needy for me. I've hardly touched you." Clyde takes out his cock, stroking it slowly. You looked down at his size seeing it was huge. Your breath hitched just at the thought of him spilling you open.

Without warning he grips your hips with his one hand, sliding his cock deep inside you. You both moan in unison, his cock filling you nice and deep. While looking down at his cock you grind your hips letting him know you wanted him to go deep.

"Fuck you're so tight, darlin'. All for me." His thrusts pick up, going harder and deeper. He leans down and kisses you, tugging on your bottom lip he's been wanting to bite for a good three hours.

Your body jolted violently against the counter front Clyde's thrusts, his whole lower region slamming against yours. He kisses down your neck, biting and sucking at your skin.

"Good girl.." He slaps your thigh harshly, growling from it. "Taking my cock so well, letting it fill your little pussy." He throws his head back and moans, his cock twitching inside you.

You grip the counter tightly, your moans turning into loud high pitched whimpers. You were close to reaching your high as well.

"You gonna cum, baby? Cum all over my cock?" Clue looks deep into your eyes while pounding you into the bar.

"Yes, C-Clyde! Yes! Can I cum for you?" You were able to choke out through moans and whimpers.

He nods letting you know you could before doing the same, cumming deep inside you with a loud deep groan. After you both came down from you high, Clyde pulls out of you, catching his breath. He hadn't had sex in what felt like forever. Without speaking he kisses you once more, cupping your face with one hand.

"You're mine now, darlin."...

A/N-

Hello! This is my first time writing a Clyde imagine so I hope it's okay! Thank you so much for reading. If you read this or enjoyed it, please leave a comment, vote, and share. Much love!

-Kaylee ❤️