Page 4 of Snow Much Plowing

“But—”

“I carried you out here, didn’t I?” I give her a hard look, and she swallows.

“Yes, but?—”

“You want to go back inside?” I point my thumb over my shoulder, and she shakes her head, not calling my bluff. She isn’t going anywhere but home with me. “Then it’s time to start earning your keep.”

Her fingers are shaky as she moves them to the waistband of her leggings. I know it’s not from the cold because the truck cab is toasty.

After a moment, she slips off her shoes and then wiggles the leggings down her thighs and to her ankles.

“That’s enough,” I tell her, my own voice sounding low and hoarse. “Leave ’em there.”

She’s got her knees pressed tightly together as I reach over and grab the fabric bunched at her ankles. When I have it in my fist, I use it like a leash and pull her feet in my direction. She falls against the seat of the truck so she’s on her back with her legs in the air. I push on the fabric so her feet are at her head, and now I can see her cunt.

Mia lets out a shout of surprise, but it’s too late for her to wiggle away from me. In this position, I’ve got her locked in place.

“Would you look at this pretty pussy,” I say softly as I trail my free hand over her bare lips.

Her breath shudders as I bend my head down and place a kiss on the inside of her thigh. “Oh my god.”

“Are you nice and tight?” I ask before I slide my tongue between her pussy lips and over her clit. Fuck she tastes sweet and innocent. “You taste like it.”

“Nolan,” she whimpers as I lick her clit again.

“That’s right, little lamb. I’m the one paying for it.” Her whine is cut off when I push a finger into her and suck on her clit at the same time.

She cries out, and her legs spread so she can take my finger deeper. Fuck, she is tight, and I’m excited to feel it around my dick.

Her pussy clenches around my finger, so I add another. It’s hard to fit both in at the same time, but the more I lick her pussy, the easier they slide in and out. She’s dripping now, and I’m a little surprised at how wet she is.

“Goddamn, you always get this wet?” I lap it up, and she rocks against my face. “Jesus, you’re going to be dripping down my balls when my dick is inside you.” I can feel how close she is, and getting her off is all I can focus on.

“Nolan,” she says again, and this time it’s followed by a scream. My little lamb gets off on my dirty words.

She shouts into the cocoon of my truck while I eat her pussy and she cums on my face. More of her desire rushes out, and my cock throbs. I want it on my dick, I want her squeezing it like she’s squeezing my fingers while she rides my cock.

I should wait, I should stop right now and drive us home, but I can’t.

“Come here,” I tell her as I jerk her leggings the rest of the way off and then yank the front of my jeans open. “I need it.”

“But what about?—”

“Quit talking and get on my dick,” I tell her and pull it out. I’m now in an induced lust rush that she has caused. I have never felt this way before, and the lust has taken over.

I grab her full hips, and my fingers sink into her softness. Then a growl leaves me as I drag her onto my lap and she plants her feet on either side of me. Her wet pussy is dripping onto the head of my cock as I push past her puffy lips.

“Fuck, let me in,” I tell her through gritted teeth, and the tip sinks in.

Her ass lowers and I feel her pussy pop before she takes my entire length in one hot rush. I let out a string of curses as I toss my head back. I’ve never felt anything so fucking good in my entire life and no matter how much this costs, I would gladly pay more.

Mia lets out a little whimper, and her eyes are squeezed tight.

“You a virgin?” I choke out as I lift her a little and then lower her back down.

She nods quickly. “Yes.”

“Damn, you let me get your cherry?” I thrust into her again and grunt. If her fate wasn’t already sealed, it is now. “You do wanna earn your keep, don’t you, little lamb?”

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