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Every one of them passed over ten bucks.And so did the next group. And the next. It was easy money.
By the time everyone was inside the match, we had over a grand in hand. Over a grand of legal money.
I stared down at the stack of crisp bills, an actual sense of pride swelling in my chest. I’d never, in my life, earned honest money. “Count that.” I passed the money over to Lola, and she thumbed through the cash.
“One-thousand, thirty-two bucks,” she said, then pressed her lips to mine. “I’m so proud of you. Like,reallyproud. Get in the truck.”
I’d never moved so fast.
Lola climbed into the back of Wolf’s truck after me, pulling the waist of my jeans down while simultaneously yanking out my dick.
Before I could say anything, her warm lips wrapped around me.
“Shit, Lola.” I gripped the back of her head, dropping mine against the window while she swallowed me back.
“You like my lips on your dick, babe?” She flicked over the piercing lodged through my head.
My leg kicked out, heel hitting the door. “Fuck yes…”
She went down to the base of my shaft. And when that little choking noise rumbled up her throat, I thrust between her wet lips with a groan. That right there was the definition of bliss.
I released her hair and grabbed the edge of the seat to stop myself from completely losing it and fucking the shit out of her mouth. Then she did that thing with her tongue, swirling it around my head.
Just a tiny rake of teeth. Tingles shot through my veins, my ass arching off the seat as I gripped her head again. “God. I’m gonna come.”
I went to shove her face away, but she just went down farther. “Shit…” I blew my load down her throat, muscles twitching, dick jerking before she released me with a littlepop.
My body damn near melted into the seat as I fought to catch my breath. “Know what I’m reallyproud of? The way you suck my dick.”
Lola sat up, wiping the corners of her mouth. “Want to be proud of the way I fuck you?”
I grabbed the back of her head, dragging her lips to mine. “I’ll show you proud...”
Chapter41
LOLA
When I’d told Wolf earlier that I had enrolled to get my GED, he whacked me on the back and said it was a smart move for a human amoeba.
Which was why he deserved to have his truck stolen. Again.
I lowered the tailgate and set the empty mason jar on it when the twenty-fifth text came through.
Stumpy Ass: I know you stole my truck, Hendrix.
Me: BORROWED. Because I’m returning it after work.
Then I silenced my phone.
Lola rounded the back of the truck in her scarf and coat and propped the handwritten sign against the bed.
1 ticket $5
2 for $8
3 for $10
The other side read:Proceeds for Dayton’s Wrestling team.
