“That would be nice. So, Detroit to grab cars from the big car show, then where to?” She flipped open the pages of her little notebook, and started focusing on the lines she was drawing.
“New York.” She looked up at me with wide eyes at my answer.
“Oh, that’s so cool! Julian loved New York. He spent a few weeks there after high school.” The weight that had seemed to be hanging over her shoulders appeared to have lightened after telling me her story. She wasn’t in tears talking about her lost twin, and so far so good on not mentioning her idiot ex, either. I call it progress.
“Ever wanted to go yourself?” Talking with her was a little easier now, not that I would become a Chatty Kathy like her in my lifetime. But I was more open to conversing if it kept her talking about herself and what she wants.
“I’m more of a nature girl than a city girl, but I always thought it would be cool to see a Broadway show. It will be nice to be there for a short time, if that makes sense.” She looked at me and I nodded. I didn’t care for the big cities either. Too busy, too loud. I usually turned on my CB radio to hear the other truckers talk about what was going on in the area so I could avoid any unnecessary issues there.
She squirmed in her seat every few minutes and I grinned, knowing why.
“Having trouble over there?” I smirked, and she rolled her eyes at me.
“Yes, yes. Your giant dick abused my lady bits, making me sore. Happy?” Yup. I was very happy about that. The tinge of pink on her cheeks told me that it made her happy, too.
“Fuck, yes.” I grinned while keeping my eyes on the road.
We settled into a comfortable silence of me driving, and her drawing. It was something I hadn’t realized I’d found peaceful until now.
We were getting close to the Montana and North Dakota border when she told me she needed to pee. I looked at the GPS and knew we weren’t going to be near civilization for another half-hour.
“No place to stop.”
She pursed her lips in thought.
“The ground is covered in snow.”
“Yep. It’s either the snow or I’ll find a jug in the back.” I found this conversation oddly amusing, even though I wasn’t kidding one bit.
“Fine, just pull off the highway and look for a nice hidden spot I can pee in.” I pulled off the next ramp, and watched as she tromped through the eighteen inches of snow, all bundled up, to a cluster of snow-covered bushes. Figuring I might as well piss too, I donned my gear and hopped out.
Then I heard her scream. I took off running towards her, zipping my pants back up as I ran. I skidded to a stop when I saw her on the ground, legs in the air, pants around her ankles, and her bare ass exposed to the snow.
“A bird flew out of the bushes and scared me! God! I think I fell in my own pee!”
I hadn’t laughed so hard in years. The more I watched her, flailing in the snow, the funnier it was. I dropped to my knees in the snow, tears of laughter leaking from my eyes.
“You’re laughing! You’re so mean! Help me out of the snow!” she cried out, and I couldn’t do anything other than hold my now-cramping stomach.
“Killian! I’m going to get frostbite on my ass and vagina!” She tried rolling out of her little snow drift, but was legitimately stuck because of her pants restricting her legs. Taking pity on her, I rolled over and stood, grabbing her hands and helping her up. She was scowling at me, and it had none of the effects she was hoping for. She’d be fine, no harm done, except for the lingering stitch in my abs.
With a huff, she pulled her pants back up and stomped back to the truck. I followed her and tried to get my laughter under control by reciting state capitols in my head. When I hopped back up in the truck, all silly feelings disappeared when my eyes landed on her braless tits and underwear-clad ass.
Maybe stopping every once in a while to touch her on our journey wasn’t such a bad idea. We could be quick, right?
Chapter Twenty-One
Livia
Iheard him move from his seat and knew what was coming. I spun quickly to face him and saw his hungry eyes on me.
“Nope, you don’t get to just let me sit there, with my vagina hanging out in the snow, and think you are going to get lucky.” I wagged my finger at him with a serious look on my face. I was so embarrassed that he had seen me like that, not to mention feeling gross now from my encounter with yellow snow. I turned back around and grabbed some wipes to clean up my legs and ass.
“I think you’re underestimating my power of persuasion,” he purred behind me, and I could feel the heat coming off his body, warming my slightly chilled skin. I knew he was taking in every inch of me that he could, and while I knew I would probably give in, I could pretend I wouldn’t for a little while.
“Nope. You can go back to you driver’s seat now.” I pretended to shoo him off, when I felt his mouth on my shoulder. His lips were so warm and sweet as they nibbled along my flesh.
“I think you’d rather have me lick that sweet pussy instead.”
