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The only good thing about losing -Kevin Trapp

You sit back against the headboard, waiting for Kevin to come home from the match. You know he's going to be angry, and be in a bad mood, because you just watched the loss on television. The only good thing about Kevin losing, is that you get rough, angry sex from him.

Eventually you hear the key in the front door, and push yourself up into a sitting position, back pressed against the headboard, legs wide spread. You are only wearing a pair of panties and a very short silky night dress.

Kevin walks into the bedroom with an unreadable expression, his pupils are dilated, and you know what's coming next. You can feel yourself starting to get wet, just from the thought of it.

"Oh my god Y/N. Fuck." He glares at you, mouth practically watering from the sight of you spread out for him. Kevin climbs up onto the bed, and pulls you close to him, his mouth smashing against yours. The kiss is forceful, and passionate, full of tongues and teeth. All though the kiss is extremely rough, you know you are going to be gifted with great sex, and then amazing cuddles once he's finished with you.

Kevin rips his mouth away from yours, and pushes you back down onto the mattress, watching you with hungry eyes. "Strip, now." Kevin barks out the order, leaving no room to disobey.

You dig your finger tips into the hem of the nightdress, and pull the silky fabric up over your head, and drop it onto the floor. You moan a little, as your breasts are exposed to the cool air. You then turn your attention to our panties, and ease them down. You get naked, just in time to see Kevin shimming off his boxer shorts, letting his hard cock slap against his stomach.

Kevin stares at you, for a few short seconds, before hovers over you, giving him access to your mouth, and grind against your wet pussy at the same time. You whine into the kiss, you are already wet and needy, you just need him buried inside of you.

"Are you ready for my big cock." Kevin growls, and slaps his hard member against your pussy, the wet slapping sound echoing throughout the bedroom. You just nod, fuck of course you are.

Kevin takes his dick into his hand, and lines himself up against your dripping entrance, and slams into you with one swift move. Taking out all his anger from the game on your body, and fuck that's just how you like it.

He starts to move straight away, rough and angry. All though it hurts a little bit, the pleasure takes over. You throw yourself back into the mattress, enjoying the way he's using your body. He's thrusting into you with a brutal face, and fuck you love it.

"Make yourself come Y/N." He orders, and of course you don't waste any time, and let your hand slide down between your legs. You find your clit, and start to rub yourself in circular motions in time with Kevin's thrust. It doesn't take you long to reach climax, this is just too amazing. You scream as you come, squirting your juices around Kevin's big thick cock.

Normally Kevin, makes your pleasure come first, but this is something amazingly different. Kevin is close to following you over the edge, and fills you with five more deep thrusts, and he's spilling inside of you, painting your inner walls with his milky white seed.

Kevin is silent as he eases out of you, and settles down on the bed next you. He stays silent for a few more seconds, then he takes you into his comforting arms, and presses a hard kiss against your sweaty hairline.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't hurt you, did I?" Kevin asks, and takes your hand into his own. "You know I get when we lose."

You giggle. "The rough sex is the only good thing about your loses."