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“I understand, dear,” he reassures her. “We’ll just forget about the whole thing.”
“Oh no.” Charlotte shakes her head.
Dropping her whole body into my chest, I hiss as she crushes my cock beneath her hips. She digs into her back pocket while giving me a cheeky grin and a quick kiss to my cheek when she pushes up off my chest.
“Sixty bucks, right?”
When no one answers her, Charlotte looks around at us. “What?” She settles her gaze back on Duke. “I thought the pump said sixty when we drove off.”
“The gas was sixty, sweetheart, but he grabbed some food while inside.”
“Oh.” I watch as she worries her bottom lip. My hand strokes her leg when she bites down particularly hard. “I only have sixty in cash . . . well, forty, but Amy gave me twenty,” she rambles. “But I have my card. I’ll just come inside and pay the rest.” She smiles.
Charlotte tries to open the truck door, but I keep a steady hold on her, and Duke pushes against the truck from the outside so that it closes just as quick as it opens.
“Boys,” Duke starts unsure.
“Duke,” I say, my voice a stern warning.
The old man doesn’t know what to do. Shocked, he stands staring open-mouthed.
He’s prideful and honest, so he doesn’t want to take payment for something I already reimbursed him for, but the money means shit to me. If my good girl wants to pay him and keep her conscience clean, then I will make that happen.
Michael, being better both verbally and socially, speaks up, helping me to smooth the way for Charlotte. “I’ll spot you the ten, good girl, and save you from having to get out. Duke,” he called out to him, looking around us. “I’ll bring this truck for another clean start of the week on our way back from the cabin. I’m sure it’ll get filthy again from the dirt roads.” When Duke remains hesitant, Michael delivers the final blow. “Charlie here walked a good distance before we picked her up. She won’t feel right if she doesn’t fix this herself, Duke.”
Duke sighs, turning to Charlotte, whose frown quickly switches to a huge grin.
“Okay, but only if the little lady promises not to walk along this road alone again.” Her smile doesn’t fall, not even at his disapproval. “It’s dangerous. Trucks use it to avoid some of the highways, not to mention the out-of-towners who cut through here. No one would know if anything happened to you.”
Charlotte nods, contrite.
Her earlier reprimand was at the forefront of her mind, I’m sure.
My cock twitches at the idea of her thighs burning every time she moves for the next few days. I feel myself leak precum at the knowledge that after Halloween, tonight, it won’t only be her thighs that scream discomfort when she moves.
“Yes, sir. I won’t do that again; I definitely learned my lesson.” She peers at me from under her lashes. “Who knows what kind of weirdo freak might just pluck me off the ground and into his truck.”
The grin she’s fighting to hold in shows she’s teasing me. Something that doesn’t happen often . . . never, actually.
There’s that feeling again. I rub at my chest, trying to soothe it.
“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” Michael agrees, handing her the extra ten she needs.
Taking the money from her outstretched hand, Duke looks between Charlotte and me.
“I, uhh.” He struggles. “I didn’t realize you were seeing anyone, Daniel.”
I don’t reply. I don’t want to, nor do I need to.
After a few minutes of silence, he backs up from my truck, patting the open window. “Make sure you bring this by for another clean. Yours too, Michael.”
“And I really am sorry, sir.”
“You’ve more than made up for it,” Duke reassures her.
Problem solved, I tug her back into my body before putting the truck into drive.
The drive is peaceful, something I don’t feel too often. The sound of Kent’s voice filtering in through the speakers as he interviews the local PTA about safety precautions the kids and their parents should be taking tonight . . . given that we had a murder of a tourist last Halloween in the very heart of our own small town.
