The Crossover (closed for such_a_bad_man)

Jack had figured that she couldn't wear any lingerie under her suit. It was made like one full body sports bra. When her full round breasts finally were freed, he smiled wide and cupped them both. He kissed and sucked on them like he'd been aching to since she broke into his apartment. They were as firm as he figured they would be and judging by how she reacted to his touch, they were the most sensitive he'd ever touched. His own body started reacting to this intimate moment and his gym shorts did nothing to hide it. But he didn't rush; his hands and mouth moved as though he had all the time in the world.
 
Jack seemed incredibly pleased at the sight of her breasts, and he leaned in eagerly. The moment his skin touched hers it sent a rush of pleasure through her body. Her toes curled and her fingers ran up the back of his neck and laced into his hair. She leaned down, pressing a kiss against he top of his head, squirming against him as his mouth and hand worked her breasts. It was so divine, ans the tingles in her body just got more and more intense. While she was careful not to grasp him too tight, she did lower her hips down against his. "Oh Jack!" She moaned as she felt the thick press of his arousal against the crotch of her suit. She gently started to grind against him, adding to the storm of sensation that was setting her body on fire.
 
Jack smiled as she hugged him to her chest. He hugged her back as his fingers slipped into the open suit at the back. He helped slide it down more, reaching the top of her perfectly sculpted ass. He managed to lean back and look up into her eyes. "I'm guessing your sense of touch is as sensitive as the rest of your heightened senses..." He said with a knowing smile. He slowly stood up, lifting her up against him. He slowly turned and sat her down on the couch as he kneeled between her legs now. He kept an eye on hers as he untangled her legs from around him and draped them over one shoulder. Slowly, he scooted her suit out from under her and up her shapely legs. Higher and higher until he slipped it off and he tossed it aside. Leaning back in, he parted her legs as his mouth found her sensitive nipples again, licking and sucking them now that they were so hard. His own aching need pressed against her tight slit, letting her feel how hard and thick he was through his thin shorts.
 
Vixen was so aroused as Jack took charge and rearranged them. There was something especially sexy about the way he hooked her legs over his shoulders, how hpeeled her suit down her legs.

When the suit was off Jack leaned in between her legs,his mouth feasting on her breasts. She could feel his hardness, the only hong between them the fabric of his gym shirts. The fabric feels deliciously rough against her bare, wet skin. His mouth and hands had her moaning out, and her muscles were tense and coiled under the restraint it took to not grasp his naked back any harder.
 
Jack could tell she was too deep in her own pleasure to answer. He didn't mind; he loved it. He moaned against her skin and moved a little harder against her. His mouth was making a feast of her ample bosom and he was enjoying every reaction he pulled from her. He leaned back, moving back to stand up. As he did, he hooked his thumbs in his shorts and underwear before pushing them to the floor. His thick, hard cock stood out from his hips and he paused long enough for Scarlett to get a look at it and for her to take control back if she wanted to.
 
Vixen watched, panting hard as Jack pulled back. Her eyes takes greedily down his body, taking in every part of him as he revealed himself to her. Then his cock was free and if she was standing she knew the sight would make her weak at the knees. Jack stood then reached there, watching her, letting her decide what was next.

"These gloves, they dampen sensations for me when I fight... But I don't need them now..." She said breathily, peeling the long loves down and off, casting them aside. She then reached out, one had gingerly wrapping around Jack's thick, hot hardness.she started to stroke it gently, in awe at the way his skin moved over his thickness. To him it would probably feel like a decent grip. Not too hard, but definitely not soft.
 
Jack bit his lips as Scarlett peeled her long sexy gloves off finally. Her explanation made sense; it probably hurt her hand just as much as the bad guy's face without them. When her long tapering fingers wrapped around his firm cock, he leaned his head back. His eyes closed and a long slow groan of relief rumbled up from deep in his chest. There was no way for her to know that it had probably been even longer for him since he had last been with a woman. It was not for a lack of options; he just hated using his wealth or his hero status to woo a woman. They would be with him for all the wrong reasons.

He leaned his head back down to watch her so perfectly stroke his cock, letting her get used to its size and hardness. "That's it.... keep going..." he moaned.
 
Jack's groaned approval made Vixen bite her lip and sit forward a little more. She squared her shoulders, her breasts sticking out and heaving for him if he wanted to look down at them. She continued to stroked his cock, getting a good feel for it. Though she was preternaturally strong, there was an unyielding nature to his cock that she had to admire. Some of the other men she'd had, they'd been firm but not rock hard. Jack was... She squeezed her thighs together as her hand started to move faster. She looked up at Jack, admiring the way his handsome face changed in the appreciation of pleasure. Then she leaned forward slowly, blowing a warm, moist breath over his tip before kissing it. She stroked and kissed, and then pushed her lips around him a little more. Her moan vibrated down the length of his cock as she tasted him for the first time.
 
Jack watched as best he could. Sometimes she would stroke it just right that his eyes would flutter shut. He groaned harder as she sat forward and he saw her beautiful naked body so close. Then, as her hot breath flowed around his cock, his whole body shuddered in reaction. "Ohhhhhhh shit..." he gasped out at the feel of it. As she leaned in and finally slipped it into her mouth, he groaned and leaned his head back as the tip slipped past her lips. "Fuck.... oh god, I've wanted this so bad..." he croaked out as he arched back.
 
Vixen's lips stretched around his cock in a smirk as Jack admitted that he has been wanting this. The next time she pulled back she moved so that her lips were brushing his tip lightly.

"Me too... so many nights I've been awake thinking about you... about that huskiness in your voice- like when I call you in the mornings," she admitted, letting slip another reason she had been calling him so early. Her lips moved against his tip before she took him back in, this time all the way. She started to move back and forward, metering her strength as always, aware that she didn't want to hurt him, but trying hard to please him.
 
Jack smiled as she admitted to a reason for calling him. He looked back down. "I wish you would have done it more often then..." He teased, but his smile slipped away as his mouth opened in a silent scream before groaning out loudly as she took his whole length deep into her mouth. He moaned louder as his tip flirted with the rim at the back of her throat. "Ohhhhh god... Oh yes, don't stop...." He said, sliding his fingers into the ruby red locks at the back of her head.
 
Jack ask, so Vixen complied. She continued to bob back and forth against him, applying increasing suction around his hard member. As she did her hands roamed all over his body, gently brushing his skin and getting a gauge of him. One hand remained on his chest, running over his nipples and stomach as the other reached down to cup his heavy balls, massaging them as she sucked him contentedly.
 
Jack was beside himself with pleasure. He'd never been sucked this good before. Something about her power must have her more in touch with her partner. That was his only explanation. He moaned harder as she continued to suck him. He had been without a partner for so long that he was sure this wasn't going to take much longer.

"Yesss.... oh yes, Scarlett... don't stop... don't stop, I'm so close..." he warned. He also hoped she realized this was not the end for them tonight if she made him cum.
 
Vixen faltered as Jack called her Scarlett. It was weird hearing that name, her birth name, on his lips. But she kept going, she kept sucking until she could taste the saltiness of his precum. Then, as he told her he was almost done, she pulled back reluctantly, her hands still massaging his balls.

"Not just yet, not until I've had you inside me," Vixen said, slowly getting to her feet before kissing him hard.
 
Jack smiled as she stopped. He kissed her back hard as she stood up into his lips. His arms wrapped around her and held her close. As the kiss ended, he looked down into her eyes. "Okay... but not here. I want to do this right." He whispered to her as he slid from her arms, his hand slipping into hers. He led her from the spacious lounge and back to the hall. His steps led them up the stairs and into a hall to the right from the path around the room below. Then a left led the past the normal sorts of rooms you might expect to see in a house before stepping into a spacious bedroom that took up most of the space in the corner of the floor. It had windows that opened out on the city wrapping two walls of the room with a huge square bed dominating the middle of the room. It didn't seem to have a headboard and the pillows were scattered haphazardly on top of it.

Jack walked towards it before turning and back up to it until his legs bumped the side. He kissed Scarlett hard, but briefly before sliding up onto the bed and positioning some pillows for them both. He then lay there on his side to watch her come to him on the bed.
 
In any other situation Vixen would have taken a moment to appreciate Jack's wonderful room, the spectacular view... But right now she just wanted him. She smiled as he prepared the bed, and once he was settled she rested her hands on the edge of the mattress. She moved forward until her knees bent, then she crawled closer to him, her large, firm breasts moving as she did. She crawled right up until her lips met his and she shifted over, straddling his waist and settling her hips down. She didn't take him in just yet, but she did grind her wet pussy against his erection, moaning and grasping at his chest.
 
Jack felt his cock pulse at the sight of Scarlett crawling towards him. She looked so sexy and the lust in her eyes turned him on even more. She pressed him down and climbed on top of him and he relented, letting her control things for now as he kissed her back. Her pussy was so wet and soon his whole cock was glistening as she ground back against it. He moaned, his hands falling on her breasts and teasing them as he moved his hips against hers, wanting to slip inside, but not yet.
 
Vixen moaned when Jack moved his hips against her. She pulled her lips away from his and smiled down at him. With a shift of her hips she had his tip poised at her entrance, pushing against her tight resistance.

"If you want me, then I am all yours," She whispered, the restraint clear in her voice. She may be on top, but she wanted to give him that one last chance to turn back if he needed it.
 
Jack didn't say anything. He simply lifted his hips, pushing his long thick hard cock so deep into Scarlett. Jack's body arched as he felt how tight, hot and wet she was and it was heavenly after so many long nights of thinking about her. It was better than any fantasy. "Does that... mmmmph.... answer your question?" He groaned as he reached up and told hold of her waist and started to help her move to the pace he wanted on top of him.
 
"Fuck, Jack!" Vixen cried as Jack pushed his thick cock right into her, all the way in. His hips pressed up against hers and her hands slipped off his chest to grasp at the sheets either side of his head. There was a small ripping sound as the sudden movement tore the fitted sheet somewhere, and her pussy pulsed around him as his hands found her hips. Her body was shaking with a combination of pure need and restraint, and she started to move her hips up and down, moaning and trembling at how good it felt to have him inside her. "T-tell me if it is too much," she said, the plea clear in her tone as her movements became faster, firmer.
 
Jack heard the ripping of cloth and he had his first taste of what sex with his new lover would be like. Anything to sharp or too dramatic and even her control might slip. He knew he needed to remember that for the future. Her hips moved on their own not long after he took her. He could feel the need in how hard she moved them now.

He nodded under her. "I will, don't worry..." he panted out as he felt her clutch at his cock so hard with her core muscles. He leaned up and licked and sucked her nipples as her breasts hung before his face. He gave up trying to keep up with her hips as she moved on instinct now. He just wanted to make her feel good.
 
Vixen managed to keep a leash on her strength, but the moment Jack's mouth found her nipples she slipped. Her hands clutched at the sheets again and she cried out, her inner muscles tensing around Jack's thick cock and her hips bucking. Every point that their body was touching sent pulses of absolute pleasure pulsing to her core and she lost herself in a fog of pleasure. She could only think about Jack, about their mutual pleasure, about protecting him from her strength. The last part was a distraction to be sure, but he felt so good that it didn't set her back.

"Oh Jack, oh fuck yes," She cried between rapidly intensifying moans. She knew that she was so close, her body was so sensitive that it was practically a ticking time bomb in that moment. "Oh Jack," she moaned, voice trembling as her pussy pulsed harder and harder around his cock.
 
Jack moved his mouth away as he heard Scarlett whimpering. "Yes, that's it... cum for me. Let me feel how good it is..." he guided her, his own was coming on so strong after his blowjob downstairs and how Scarlett's pussy gripped and rippled around his length. He was so lost in how good it felt that he wasn't worrying about what might happen if Scarlett really lost control. He watched her face so he knew when it hit and when to join her.
 
Jack's cock was pulsing hard against her inner muscles now, and his words pushed her to that point of no return. The world around her disappeared behind a flittering of pin-prick lights, and her entire body started to pulse with pleasure. Her hips fucked him, but even in her desperation she knew that she had to be careful. It took every ounce of restraint she had in her to keep her thrusts consistent rather than going hard out, and as she came around him - for the briefest moment- she thrust harder than she meant to.

But then her world exploded and she paused, her pussy pulsing of it's own accord pleasure became the only thing she knew- her pussy pulsed and pulsed, and her hips weakly moved around him, pushing through the last of her orgasm.
 
Jack saw her face and knew she was there. He leaned up and kissed her nipple and that pushed her over the edge. It also pushed him over with her. They both started cumming together, but in that moment, her thighs squeezed together along Jack's sides. Jack's eyes flew open as he felt the pressure then... SNAP!

"AHHHH!" Jack called out, pushing at Vixen then rolling off the side. Jack tried to take a breath but as he deepened his breath, it hurt too much along his right side. He coughed and held his side where a nasty bruise had already started to form.

"It's okay... it's okay... just cracked the rib..." he said, trying to allay Vixen's worries and his own as he lay on his side in what should have been post-coital bliss.
 
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