Page 187 of Psycho

Fuck.

His thumb was moving up and down over my slit.

He massaged between the fold before pushing it shallowly inside me and pulled it out once more, going back to playing with the slit.

I crossed my arms over my face, not wanting to see anything more.

Just feel him.

He swirled around my clit over and over again, until I was panting, and I could smell myself in the small enclosed space of the truck.

“So fucking pretty,” he said. “You have the prettiest little cunt, don’t you, baby girl?”

The steady pace he kept on my pussy steadily increased the more miles he ate up with the truck. I screamed when he ran over a small pothole, causing the truck to jump a bit, and Micah to plunge two fingers deeply inside of me.

I cried out as he fucked me like that, driving me up higher and higher and higher…

I bit on the skin of my forearms when I finally came.

The release felt so powerful, I was weighed down by the emotions of it all.

Micah pulled out of me and cupped me as he watched me ride out the orgasm.

I was afraid to open my eyes and look at him, but I knew I had to.

I pulled my arms away from my face and turned to him. I didn’t even realize we had pulled up to the school.

I could hear the faint chatter of people as they walked past the truck, and I was suddenly self-conscious that I didn’t have any pants on.

I sat up and looked around. No one paid us any attention, and I doubted they even knew what was happening.

I quickly grabbed my leggings and panties that had been on the floor of the truck and put them on, feeling Micah’s eyes on me the entire time.

When I turned to him, his eyes were set in a dark hunger that had my body humming to life. His jeans were tented. His cock was noticeably hard, even from where I sat. He cupped my cheeks with both hands and pulled me in close.

“Have a good day at school, sweetheart.”

Then he kissed me roughly.

His chest rumbled when a small growl made its way up his chest, and I moved in closer, rubbing my hand up and down his cock, wishing we had more time and I could make him come.

I could drive him as crazy as he drove me.

All too soon, he pulled away and handed me my backpack.

I slipped it on, looking at him shyly before I opened the truck and hopped out, feeling his touch on me as I moved.

I turned, about to say something, which I completely forgot when I found him sucking on his fingers… the ones that had been inside me.

He smiled a little around his fingers and winked at me.

I blushed and closed the door quickly, and I couldn’t be sure if it was my imagination or not, but I thought I heard him laugh.

Hell.

I walked into school and tried to pretend everything was normal.

I didn’t even think about Josh and his friends and all that had happened, but my worry had all been for naught.

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