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Her virgin pussy already hungry for my finger, seeking it out in the already steaming darkness between her legs.
“Fuck…” I groan, feeling like I’ll explode in my jeans if I don't get inside her. Somehow I manage to put the truck into park, my body looming over her making her look and feel tiny compared to me.
Those tiny hands like claws though, grabbing hold of me in a way that would worry me if we were in a fight. She’s small, but this girl has strengths she doesn't even know about yet.
Her nails drag through the cut in my arm, making me growl for real. Knowing she can make me so hard and hurt me while making me crazier than ever for her?
That’s how I know she's the one.
“Sorry-” She gasps, but I rumble a low sound, shaking my head.
“That’s not the only cut getting scratched tonight.” I promise her. Making her gasp again then swear when a second finger joins my first, spreading her sodden virgin lips wide in a single movement.
My thumb finding the stiff nub of her swollen clit easily. And just like starting a truck, pushing her button hard, she starts a low rumble of her own.
I can barely get past my first knuckle though… And as much as I enjoy the thought of tossing her around, there’s no way I wanna hurt Petra.
I want her to feel how she makes me feel. But this little virgin cunt of hers is gonna need some stretching out before I can claim her proper.
The thought of the border. The last run… It flashes like the passing lights of a car in the night outside. The whole world feeling like it can go fuck itself, for an hour at least.
I’ve already made up my mind that tonight changes everything, so I guess I’ll cross then burn the bridge with my employer when I get to it. For now, I want what I know I’ve waited for my whole life. A girl I can have under me anytime she wants and by my side the rest of every second of every single day from now on. Just this feeling she gives me.
Just the two of us.
“Move.” I command her firmly, making her stop moaning with a start and shift her expression, but I can see she's in no state to understand anything that doesn't start with the letter ‘D’ right now.
Gripping her hips, I lift her out of the way long enough to collapse the portion of the bench seat she's been sitting on. Revealing the sleeper compartment behind us. The perfect height for me to sit her up so I can have easier access to what’s mine.
She pegs quickly, purring like a cat and squeaking a little when I grip her hard again, tossing her up onto the wide bunk like a rag doll. Instantly gripping her calves and thumbing off the worn-soled pumps she's got on her feet. Her dress and waitress apron already hitched up, her chest well on its way to meeting my hands.
But it’s the sight of her near nakedness. Her perfect little body and irresistible little virgin cunt that leaves me breathless a moment. Hooking her ankles over my shoulders, my hands slide up the inside of her thighs. She falls back a little, head resting on the mountain of pillows stowed away.
I could sit and look at her like this all night, but I’m greedy. Already jealous and annoyed she's been holding out on me so long. She should’ve just hitched her skirt the second she was in here, showing me just why she's a one-in-a-trillion girl.
I want inside her. I wanna kiss her. I wanna eat her out for a year… And I wanna do it all at once. Forever…
But needs must. And that sweet little cunt of hers isn’t gonna eat itself now, is it?
8
PETRA
Maybe I did die. Maybe I got shot back at the Fuckstop… Died and now I’m in heaven.
But it only feels like that because of the way he is with me. The lesson he’s about to teach me. I know it’s what I need now more than anything. Hell, maybe this is why girls are always trying to flag one down and hitch a ride with truckers. But P.T.’s not just any trucker. And he sure as hell isn’t just any man.
The way his hands feel on my naked skin, working hands. The strong, broad, and rough hands of a man who's not afraid to get them dirty. Or in my case, just a little bit wet. And all of it because of him. All of it for him now.
The thrill of his mouth over my instantly quivering pussy is only matched by the knowing that he actually wants me. He doesn’t just wanna use me for some fuck-rag, ball drainer either. The intense sheen in his dark eyes is still there, but he’s let down his guard for what I’m certain is the first time in his life.
I can see the real man inside and without even having to question my heart, I know I love him. I loved him the second he appeared out of the rain.
And right now, I’m loving his hands on me. His smoldering eyes disappearing down below deck and my whole body feeling like a short circuit at a fireworks factory, setting off a series of explosions that turn me into something I never knew was in me.
The animal. The she-wolf who’s not only found her mate, she’s about to be devoured by him. Mind, body, and soul.
My hands grip his thick hair, if only to kid myself I have any degree of control here. I’m his for the taking and he knows it. And without me having to explain all my hang-ups about being a virgin, his body is broadcasting loud and clear that the only way to learn how to not be a virgin is to un-become one. But it feels a lot like P.T. wants to do a little digging under the hood before he commits to take me for my first ride.
