Wolf Riders MC

The Lone Wolf (4)

Cracker’s POV

So--- 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 f*****g 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, and I wanted to put my hands all over him! He was 6 feet, something terrible – because he was that tall! – and with guns the size of tree trunks! And yeah, I’d seen the bulge in his pants when I caught him staring a couple of times. Yeah, unless he had a wrench in his trousers, the man was hung!

And this girl wanted some!

I’d been on a dry spell for over two months now! Sure, that’s not that long, but I hadn’t had s*x ever since my ex. And that ended up with me having to see a doctor about STDs because the asshole had convinced me to go on birth control instead of condoms.

PIG!

I still shuttered at the thought, knowing he was doing me, his wife, and his slut all at once. Luckily, I’d dodged a bullet with him – one way or another – and I’d sworn off men since then…

That’s until I saw Buck!

Damn, the man was just too hot for his own good. When I m*********d, I imagined him, naked on top of me, and hammering his length into me until I came screaming. Or him between my legs, licking me into oblivion and eating me out like I was the only thing keeping him alive…

And this fantasy was desperate to be tested!

Once again, I felt his gaze on me, and this time, I decided, I was going to make the move for him…

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Steel’s POV

“Take a picture, Buck,” she said all of a sudden, casting me a glance over her shoulder. I stiffened, mortified to have been caught staring like a freaking 13-year-old. “It’ll last longer that way.”

“Steel,” I said, embarrassed that I still hadn’t officially introduced myself. “Name’s Steel.”

“Hmm, I hope for all the right reasons,” she murmured, her eyes gliding to my groin area, and f**k if that didn’t make my blood rush south so fast, I felt dizzy. She walked up to me, her hand stretched out. “You already know my name,” she smiled, and without thinking, I took her blackened hand. “But friends call me Cracker.”

“Cracker?” I echoed. “What did you break?”

“Allegedly, my stepfather’s leg,” she replied, sounding rather smug about it, and crossed her arms over her chest, deepening her already pronounced cleavage. She was once again wearing her demi shorts, making her ass look so mighty fine! But it was those damn tops that blew my mind every f*****g time! You could see the interlaced traces of lace and fabric that formed an interesting web of temptation across her chest. But she always wore something oversized over it, making my fantasy go wild, imagining all the things that waited underneath. Sometimes the only thing I could think of was walking up to her and ripping it off, revealing everything she had…

“Allegedly?” I croaked out, forcing my eyes away from her breasts and looking into her green eyes, which were always glinting with mischief.

“I’d never kiss and tell,” she faked a frown before she spun around and walked back to the table, where she’d been trying to hammer out the dents on the front wheel rim. She took another look at it and sighed in frustration. She’d been trying to get it straight for about an hour, and I’d noticed that whatever she didn’t know, she would look up on the internet rather than disturb any of the workers, only going to any of us as a last resort. And she’d never get it straight if she didn’t get the right temperature, which---

Oh, f**k it…!

“Need a hand with that?” I asked, and without waiting for a chance for her to reject the offer, I walked up behind her and took the rim out of her hand.

“You need more heat,” I said, feeling my heart hammering in my chest, as I walked over to the heater. “Like this,” I showed her, waiting until the iron got good and red. I used a pair of pliers to turn it, and then took it out and placed it on the welding table.

“Here,” I gave her the hammer, and, surprisingly, she followed my lead, letting me stand behind her and hold her hand, as I showed her how it was done. “Then hammer it hard and rapidly,” I said, showing her the strong, yet swift motions needed to get the dents out of the frame. And was it just me, or did things really feel like they were getting hotter between us by the second?

“I see,” she smiled brightly at me, as the rim was finally straight. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I breathed--- and choked! This was the perfect time to ask her--- well, practically anything! But as usual, I choked up, unable to get a single word over my lips. f**k, I had no idea what I was doing! At the clubhouse, it was so easy! The girls always came to me, and their intentions were always clear!

Fuck!

They wanted to f**k and that I knew how to do very well. But I’d never tried being on the other end, having to convince a woman to come to my room. And despite knowing that none of my brothers would try and steal her, the Wolf Riders weren’t the only single men in town! A woman as hot as her didn’t stay on the market for long…

And so, I walked away, cursing myself for once again having totally screwed up an---

“You’re leaving?” her voice said behind me, surprising me a little. I paused and spun around, almost tripping on my own feet.

“Yeah?” I replied, hoping it was the right answer. Because it was rather obvious that I was leaving, so--- what was she really asking?

“Too bad,” she sighed and shrugged. “I was sort of hoping you’d ask me out. Guess I just have to wonder about that nickname of yours.”

Well damn!

“You---,” I choked, but quickly managed to clear my throat. “You want me to take you out?”

She put down the hammer and walked all the way up to me, not stopping until she was right in front of me. And damn, that made me think about the time, she’d hugged me. How perfectly her body fit against mine despite our size difference. How warm and soft she was…

“I’m practically begging you to f**k me, Steel,” she said, keeping her voice low and green eyes on mine. “But since I’m not a total slut, I want a nice meal first.”

Well--- at least we were both on the same page!

“I’ll pick you up at 7,” I said, my heart hammering in my chest. “Don’t wear too many clothes. I’m not guaranteeing we’ll get back to your place after.”

“Will do,” she replied and winked, before spinning around and walking back to the welding table. I watched her ass sway confidently, before she picked up the hammer again, and started working. I turned and--- and for the life of me, couldn’t stop smiling!