The Lone Wolf (6)

Cracker's POV

I 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 forward, thrusting into my hands. “Take as much as you want!”

I took his word for it. Leaning forward, I licked him from base to tip and enjoyed the loud, satisfied groan it rang from him. I did it one more time, savoring the taste. Heat, man, and sex! Like soft velvet around hard steel, the name fits him perfectly!

Wetting the tip a little more, I took as much of him as I could, until he hit the back of my throat. And still, there was more than half of him left.

Yum…

I deep-throated him a couple of more times, before pulling back and letting my tongue swirl around the head of his cock, sucking and licking the tip. With one hand, I circled the base, pumping him in time with my mouth, and with the other, I played with his balls, caressing them or carefully dragging my nails across the sensitive skin. He moaned, throwing his head back and thrusting against me a couple of times.

Suddenly, there was a firm grip on my hair, and with a firm, but not painful pull, he yanked me off his length.

“Put the condom on,” He ordered, his voice a deep rumble in his chest. I nodded, opened the package, and began to roll the condom down his enormous shaft.

“Good girl,” he rasped and reached out for me. But as I prepared to climb back on his lap, he suddenly spun me around and pulled me towards him. My back met his hard chest, and a loud gasp escaped my lips. But before I could question it, Steel’s mouth was on my neck, sucking and nipping at every exposed inch of skin he could get to. Moaning and trembling in his arms, I hardly registered his other hand moving around us, gripping his erect rod and aligning it with my entrance…

I sucked in a breath as my pussy protested against accepting his wide girth. I tried to relax, moving my hand down and played with my clit to distract me from the pain. He moved slowly, only shallow thrusts at first. But the wetter I got, the better he could move.

“Fuck,” I cried out, as he stretched me to my freaking breaking point. And made it feel so good, I would die happy if I broke! “Is your last name, by any chance, Rod! It should be illegal to feel this amazing.”

I threw my head back and moaned loudly as another orgasm started to build. I tried to move my hips in time with his thrusts, and before I knew it, I was at the precipice again…

“More,” I begged, not caring how wanton or slutty it made me sound. “Please, Steel! Harder! Fuck me like you hate me!”

And like a good boy, he did what I wanted!

I gasped when, suddenly, he moved his hands to the back of my knees and pulled my legs farther apart. Leaning back, he slammed his entire length into me, hitting every sensitive spot there was.

Oh, god… YES!

I couldn’t form words or even thoughts as he pumped in and out of me. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the empty house, mixing with our moans and grunts. I couldn’t take it anymore, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than this, my climax hit…

I screamed as the orgasm tore through me, making my whole body quake and shake in his arms. My vaginal walls spasmed, milking his length for all its worth. Steel followed me over the edge with a roar of his own, gripping my legs so tightly, I was sure they’d bruise…

I threw my head back, panting as I rested against his chest. I could feel Steel’s heartbeat against my back, and I was pretty sure he could feel mine as well. His grip on my knees loosened, and I could put them down again. His cock remained hard inside of me, still twitching from coming. And with every delicious twitch, it sent an electric shock up my spine, sending waves of small orgasms through my body.

“You OK?” Steel asked, brushing away my hair and kissing the side of my neck. I murmured my response, nodding. Why on earth he was shy when he could rock a girl’s world like that was beyond my comprehension, but whatever!

That was totally my gain…!

“You like it rough?” he asked again, this time sounding a little surprised. I grinned and nodded again. Something not a lot of men understood. They thought all girls liked flowers and cupcakes, and--- well, perhaps most girls did. I just wasn’t one of them! I liked getting my fingers dirty, and I liked my men the way I liked my coffee: strong, hot, and got the job done!

And Steel had a check for all of those…!

“I only look dainty,” I replied, reaching my hand up to caress his cheek. “I’m anything but. And it’s fine being a gentleman at the door, but all girls want a beast in the bed.”

He hummed his response. Finally, his dick had softened enough to slip out of me. Juices gushed down my leg, but I was too sated to care. And Steel seemed to be on the same page as me, only reaching for his dick to pull off the condom and throw it aside.

“Where’s your room?” he asked all of a sudden--- and apparently not on the same page as me! I frowned and pouted, wanting to stay like this a little longer.

Was there football on or something?

I mean, sure, all girls can dream, but at some point, you just realize that if you can’t beat them, join them!

“Upstairs,” I said and huffed, when he peeled me off him, the universal signal to get up. He stood too, and--- and I squealed, when he leaned down and just like that, put me over his shoulder.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he proclaimed, as he spanked my ass and proceeded to walk upstairs.

Oh, boy…

This was going to be a LONG night…