in the ass though stripped everything away except for girl-next-door, and it excited him to see her. He thought of that little ass, bent back, exposed, completely in his control and taking his cock last night, and another shudder passed through his hips and quirked his cock. "Shit!"
Nolan fought to believe that it was just being here with nothing to fuck for four months. But that was bullshit and he knew it. She did it for him. He wasn't quite sure exactly which of her qualities or attributes were key, but by two in the afternoon, he was starting to suspect that it was her, Kristina, that his body pined for.
This was slightly unacceptable. No slip of a girl was going to pussy whip him. Not at this stage of the game. He wasn't going straight and buying a house to play in just because of a good fuck. That wasn't going to happen. Still, he wouldn't mind tapping that ass again tonight.
She did make good on her challenge though. Had to give her that.
At three o’clock the door opened and Kristina came strolling in wearing jeans and another hot top. This one was red and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra the way her breasts moved and shifted under a top which barely contained them.
She came up to the counter, made eye contact with him and then looked around waiting for him to come over. After wiping his hands he came over to the counter to see what she wanted, "What's up?"
"I need to get some things out of my car, and also I was wondering if you had a loaner I could rent."
"Rent?"
"Yeah, like for money. Just for today though."
"I got a truck you can use. Fill it up when you bring it back and it’s yours."
"Yeah? You sure?"
He shrugged, "I'm not using it today. Where you heading."
"Just down the road to Baker," she said.
Baker was a much larger town about twenty miles south.
"Shopping," she added.
He nodded his head, of course it was something like that, and grabbed the keys for the truck from under the counter, "Here."
She caught them in the air, gave him a warm smile and then began searching behind him for her car. "Go on back." He said, lifting the counter so she could pass. "Truck is just behind it, to the rear."
"Cool," she said and strode off without looking back.
He watched her go with interest rising in his cock. Her come-hither hips were moving perfectly with the pulse of his heartbeat. "Fuck," he sighed, trying to pull himself together.
She pulled two cases out of her car, and tossed them into the back of the black Chevy truck. Then she gave him a wave, jumped up into the cab and started the engine up. Moments later she was backing up and pulling away from the shop. She didn't even give him a hug or try to kiss him. He wouldn't have let her, not in the shop with his other mechanic lurking around, but that was beside the point.
Rubbing his chin, he watched the truck cross the road, to the hotel. She unloaded, taking less than a minute, and then she was back in the truck, heading for the freeway.
He walked back to the clutch he was working on, and got through the job without dropping something heavy on his foot or anything equally as stupid. But as distracted as he was now, it was a close thing.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Down in Baker, she used her GPS to find the sex shop. There was only one, and it was definitely in the off area of the small city. She got there before dark and hurried inside. She didn't waste any time browsing, she went straight to the counter and told the man there what she wanted. He didn't even flinch, he just reached behind his back, pulled a bottle off the shelf and rang up the sale.
In less than five minutes she was back on the road heading back to Eureka.
Passing Nolan's car shop, she gave it a little wave and giggled as she got to her hotel and parked the truck in front of her door. She locked it up, jumped out and dashed into her room, closing and locking the door behind