Page 3 of Snow Much Plowing

“It’s out everywhere anyway,” I say, but it’s not exactly helpful.

She walks over to the window, and I take a long look at her ass. She’s in leggings, but they are the kind that are more like tights. I can see through them, and she’s not wearing any panties. Fuck, why does that turn me on? Maybe it’s because I know it wouldn’t take much to get through them, and then I could look at her pussy.

When she turns to face me, I once again let my eyes roam over her body. The more I look, the more I want to touch her.

“Could I pay you to give me a ride to the store?”

Without answering her, I walk over to the kitchen and look around. It’s worse than I imagined. There are piles of trash that can’t possibly be hers. There’s dust over all of it like it’s been sitting for a long, long time.

She follows after me and looks at it with resigned sadness. Like maybe she’s used to having to live in shitholes.

“Do you actually have any money?” I don’t know why I ask the question, because if she did, she wouldn’t be staying in this dump.

“Not really,” she admits, and her shoulders sag.

“This storm is going to get worse,” I tell her honestly. “If you don’t already have supplies, then you’re out of luck. The stores are picked over with barely anything left.” I look at the living room and shake my head. “And you don’t have a fireplace to keep warm.”

“Oh god.” Mia says it more to herself.

“But,” I say as I take a step in her direction, “you’ve got a way to make a payment.”

My cock aches as her brows pull together in confusion. This is wrong, but I’m a man, and I’ve got needs. Plus, no one has to know. I’m not sure what has come over me, but there is no going back now. I can feel it in my bones. I need this girl.

“W-what do you mean?” I’m not sure if she’s hesitating because she’s cold or because she’s afraid.

“You can’t stay in this house through the storm, and I don’t much feel like riding it out alone.” I put a finger under her chin so she tilts her head back to look me in the eyes. “I’ll take care of you until it’s over and then I’ll dig your car out. I’ll even give you a little spending money afterwards.”

She swallows hard before she speaks. “And what do you want as payment?”

One side of my mouth curls in a grin. “Oh, I think you already know the answer to that.” I lick my lips as I take a step back. “What’s it going to be, Mia? You want to stay here and take your chances? Or do you wanna come work for me?”

Chapter Three

NOLAN

We both know there’s only one answer, and to her credit she doesn’t take long to think it over.

“I-I guess go with you,” she says, and I nod.

“Good choice.” My heavy boots echo on the dirty floor as I go over and grab the trash bag. “Let’s go.”

Mia looks around the house like she might be forgetting something, but then she shakes her head. I’m sure she didn’t imagine getting herself in this situation.

When we get outside, a big gust of wind nearly knocks her over, and I reach out and grab her arm. I tug her against me and then realize the snow is too deep for her to walk through, and she’s not wearing boots.

“Come here,” I tell her and lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. “That’s it, hold on tight.”

My free hand goes to her ass, and it’s just as soft and sweet as I imagined. Leave it to my dick to get rock-hard in a fucking snowstorm. I’m going to be the one that can’t walk if I don’t get it under control.

I manage to get us to the truck in one piece and open the driver's side door. When I’ve got her inside, I toss her trash bag in the back seat and climb in after her.

“Thank you,” she says as she brushes snow off of her pink cheeks.

I left my truck running while I was inside, so the cab is nice and warm. “Go on and take those off,” I say, nodding to her leggings.

Her eyes widen like she’s in shock, and she stares at me blankly.

“You heard me. Get ’em off.”

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