“Well,” I nodded to the passenger’s seat, “let’s get going, it’s just up the road, but the sheriff won’t be long now.”

“Think I owe you a little something first, miss.”

I blinked and stared up at him, and my face flushed. “Wh-? We don’t got time for that, and we can’t,” I stuck my head out the truck to peer down the road, “you can’t just do that out in the open like this, someone might see! Sheriff might pull up on us!”

“You sound like you like that idea,” he purred.

I huffed, unable to meet his eyes for a few seconds.

“You do still want this, don’t you?”

I finally turned my eyes to meet his, his expression full of hungry expectation. He already knew the answer to his own question. I wanted it.

God, I wanted it. But…did I really want it this way? My first time, in the middle of the road with a stranger? Did it even count as a first time if he did…what he said he would do? I didn’t know, and as I felt a knot in my throat, I realized that I didn’t care.

“Come on,” I breathed, and I clutched the side of the door as he went to his knees and started to undo the button on my shorts, strong hands helping me down to sit on the step bar.

His fingers were as deft with my clothes as his arms were with the moonshine. I felt my denim shorts being tugged down roughly in no time, the warm summer breeze tickling my suddenly exposed lips.

My heart fluttered. I’d never been exposed like this outside for as long as I could remember. And certainly never in any kind of situation like this. I felt like there were eyes all around me, watching me reveal myself in front of a man I’d only met a few minutes ago. What in the hell was I thinking?

Warmth spread up through my body before he even touched anywhere near my privates. His big, rough hands held my hips as though he’d held them a hundred times before, and the low rumble from his chest told me he felt as hungry for me as he looked.

This man, this bandit who could throw me to the ground and take me any way he wanted me, was relishing the moment before I let him taste my cunt.

“I’ve been to a lot of little places like this around the South,” he murmured as he squeezed my ass, “but the hospitality down here is unlike any other.”

“C’mon, don’t keep me waiti-OH!”

I’d put my own fingers in my vagina plenty of times before, more times than I’d like to admit, but nothing, nothing felt like the strong jaw that pressed itself into my wet folds, and my whole body shuddered as his tongue gently massaged the outside of my pussy. It pressed up against my lips and wasted no time going in when he realized how soaking wet I was.

“Sweetheart,” he husked, “I didn’t know you were this ready to give a little love.”

“Keep doing it,” I whimpered, “and hurry, he’ll be here soon!”

Honestly, whether or not the sheriff was getting close wasn’t the foremost thing on my mind. From the moment his tongue touched me, I just wanted him closer, further inside me. I wanted to feel him comforting me the way I couldn’t do it myself.

I found myself letting my hand grasp at his hair, trying to press him into me harder as I started to rock my hips.

The next moment, he was moving his tongue in tandem with my rhythm. It felt like all of my muscles were unwinding, but shivers ran up my spine all at the same time.

I’d never even imagined that it could feel this way, and here it was, happening in plain sight for anyone to drive by and see.

He was exploring my body with his tongue, getting more acquainted with me in broad daylight than I’d been with my closest friends and the crushes I had. I kept rocking my hips further, wanting him deeper and deeper, but soon I felt him resisting, his tongue wandering away from the depths I wanted it in. I subtly tried to make him go deeper, but he gave a firm murmur when he felt me trying to change his direction.

Then my hand gripped the steering wheel, hard, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as Jason wrapped a hand around my back to keep me from falling backwards. He’d just stuck his tongue somewhere close to the outside of my cunt, up along the top, and whatever he’d just hit, the ecstasy that shot through my body was dizzying.

I couldn’t help but let out a sharp gasp, and in the next instant my heart nearly stopped at the sound of a car approaching.

No, not now, any time but now, I begged as I felt sweat on my forehead. I was too out of it to look back, though, and to my horror, Jason wasn’t stopping.

What if it’s the sheriff? What if he pulls up and finds me like this? I’m practically a moonshiner now, and on top of that there’s a hardened criminal in my—

“Ahhh-AAAHHHHH!”

I fell backwards, laying down on the seat of my truck as an orgasm unlike any other I’d ever experienced boiled over and shocked my whole body.

My hand shoved Jason’s whole face into my pussy, my legs wrapped around his back and pulled him towards me as my muscles tightened, and I felt his hand covering my mouth as tears rolled down my cheeks while I heard whatever car was rolling by drive past the truck.

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