Wolf Riders MC

Cracker’s POV“Accident?” Buck questioned as he eyed the bike at the back of my pickup. And yeah, if someone had “accidentally” run it into a car, it would look beat up, I suppose, but I may or may not have aimed for maximum damage on the car, using my bike as a battering ram.And crash it repeatedly into the car…“It was my ex-boyfriend’s car,” I explained, and shrugged like it was no big deal. I at least didn’t think it was… “He cheated on me, and we decided it was worth the sacrifice,” I said, patting my bent and curved bike. It wasn’t the sort of Harley that the bikers used. It was just an old Yamaha sports model that I’d gotten for myself on my 21st birthday. I kept it in tip-top shape – reading online and watching YouTube tutorials on everything I needed to know – but the kind of work it needed now was too much, even for me.I turned back to the big biker, seeing him look at me with a crude, judgmental look in his eyes. I could practically hear his mind going, “How could you do

Cracker’s POVSo--- these past two weeks have been interesting, to say the least. Not because of my job per se – a new job is a new job no matter where you’re at! – But for the past two weeks, I had been catching Buck making eyes at me. To the point where his friends were making loud comments about it! And I tried not to laugh too much because…I think he was shy!Somehow, that just made him even sexier! He would sometimes come over and offer to help me here and there, showing me how to work the different machinery and showing me where all the tools were. He even helped me order some of the spare parts and make an account so that I didn’t have to pay everything at once, but made small payments each month, so I could better afford the repairs. I was grateful for it, I really was, but---Damn waiting for him to grow some fucking balls was getting annoying!And thinking about him, Bob (battery-operated boyfriend) just didn’t do it for me anymore. Buck had a body to absolutely die for, an

Cracker's POVI took it from him, leaning back so I could undo his pants. Steel leaned back, resting his huge arms behind his head, as he watched me work. I undid his belt and zipper, and instantly the bull in his pants jumped free. Even clad in boxers, the rod was thick and big. Just watching it made my mouth water, and I couldn’t wait until I got a taste…I crawled off his lap, and as if reading my mind, he lifted his lower body, helping me to remove his pants. He kicked off his boots, and as they clattered somewhere behind me, I got between his legs and admired the sight before me.He. Was. HUGE!The man was really proportional all over with balls the size of freaking dumbbells!“I won’t be able to get all of that into my mouth,” I said, eyeing him and hoping he would be too disappointed. But he shook his head, as if just eager to get on with it.“Not expecting you to,” he replied and instead, pushed a little for

Steel's POVWith thoughts of all the things I was going to do to her, I exploded inside her mouth. I could feel her swallowing, the motion fisting my cock and released another orgasm that filled her with yet another load of my cum. She moaned as the white liquid ran down the corner of her lips and cheek.I pulled out, and she swallowed again, licking her lips.“You taste good,” she murmured huskily. I nodded, using my finger to scoop up the leftover cum and pushed it into her mouth. She hummed around my finger and sucked on it, reminding me how she’d just been sucking my dick. And that she’d do it again…“Get used to it,” I said, rolling off her--- and loved the way she gasped when I pulled her up over me. Her moist thighs sprawled over my chest as she tried to steady herself.“Steel,” she cried out, but whatever she was about to say never reached my ears. I gripped her thighs and in a swift motion had settled her pussy over my fac

Cracker's POV“I’m going to be late for work,” I laughed, kissing Steel one more time before I had to go. Although, I’m pretty sure I said that ten kisses ago too. Monday had finally come around and after a hot weekend of sex, sex, and more sex, my pussy was looking forward to a couple of hours' rest.“Let me drop you off,” he insisted one more time, pulling me toward him and tried to kill any protests by kissing me as if his life depended on it. He was in the same clothes that he was in Friday evening but like the proper old lady I now apparently was, I’d washed them. He’d been keeping me naked all weekend so it’s not like he needed them either…“That’s really cute and all,” I replied, groaning when he pulled my lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. My pussy roared to life and heck--- how horny was I? “But if I show up for work on a motorcycle, my clients will think I’m still in high school!”Steel huffed an “I don’t care”-