Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
She nods and steps back for me to enter, and when I do, I realize our drastic difference in size. The top of her head hardly comes up to my chest.
Her eyes dart to the lump of snow in the driveaway. “My car is small. How much would it cost to get it out?”
She fidgets when she asks this, and my eyes move down her body. She might be short, but she’s built like a woman. Wide hips, thick thighs, and a full set of tits made for a grown man to hold on to.
“What’s your name?” I find myself asking.
“Mia,” she says shyly. “Is that you?”
I look at the logo of my company on the side of my truck. “It is. I’m Nolan Pruitt.”
“I don’t have much money.” Those big brown eyes blink before she looks away. “I really just need to get to the grocery store.”
“You think if I got your car out you could drive in this?”
“Maybe?” She shivers again, and when she drops her arms, I can see her hard nipples. They are poking through the threadbare shirt she has on under her cardigan.
My cock stirs with the reminder that it’s been a while since we’ve found some relief. Sinking into something warm and wet would do me some good.
I shake my head. “Even if I got you out, you’re not going anywhere.”
Her eyes start to water, and her pouty bottom lip trembles. “I drove all day to get here in time to give Mr. Murphy my deposit.” She looks out the window as she wipes away a tear. “I didn’t get a chance to go to the store before the storm hit.”
I glance around the small house that looks like it hasn’t seen a coat of paint or even a mop since it was built. The only thing in this room is a black trash bag in the corner. “Where’s your stuff?”
“That’s it.” She waves to the bag that I thought was garbage and sniffs. “The pictures online were so nice. I should have known better.” She looks up at the ceiling. “I didn’t get to turn the power on either.”
“It’s out everywhere anyway,” I say, but it’s not exactly helpful.
She walks over to the window, and I take a long look at her ass. She’s in leggings, but they are the kind that are more like tights. I can see through them, and she’s not wearing any panties. Fuck, why does that turn me on? Maybe it’s because I know it wouldn’t take much to get through them, and then I could look at her pussy.
When she turns to face me, I once again let my eyes roam over her body. The more I look, the more I want to touch her.
“Could I pay you to give me a ride to the store?”
Without answering her, I walk over to the kitchen and look around. It’s worse than I imagined. There are piles of trash that can’t possibly be hers. There’s dust over all of it like it’s been sitting for a long, long time.
She follows after me and looks at it with resigned sadness. Like maybe she’s used to having to live in shitholes.
“Do you actually have any money?” I don’t know why I ask the question, because if she did, she wouldn’t be staying in this dump.
“Not really,” she admits, and her shoulders sag.
“This storm is going to get worse,” I tell her honestly. “If you don’t already have supplies, then you’re out of luck. The stores are picked over with barely anything left.” I look at the living room and shake my head. “And you don’t have a fireplace to keep warm.”
“Oh god.” Mia says it more to herself.
“But,” I say as I take a step in her direction, “you’ve got a way to make a payment.”
My cock aches as her brows pull together in confusion. This is wrong, but I’m a man, and I’ve got needs. Plus, no one has to know. I’m not sure what has come over me, but there is no going back now. I can feel it in my bones. I need this girl.
“W-what do you mean?” I’m not sure if she’s hesitating because she’s cold or because she’s afraid.
“You can’t stay in this house through the storm, and I don’t much feel like riding it out alone.” I put a finger under her chin so she tilts her head back to look me in the eyes. “I’ll take care of you until it’s over and then I’ll dig your car out. I’ll even give you a little spending money afterwards.”
She swallows hard before she speaks. “And what do you want as payment?”
One side of my mouth curls in a grin. “Oh, I think you already know the answer to that.” I lick my lips as I take a step back. “What’s it going to be, Mia? You want to stay here and take your chances? Or do you wanna come work for me?”