Page 20 of Mink Hijinks
Aaron is focused on the road, his hands steady on the wheel, jaw tight with concentration. His eyes flicker to the speedometer and then back out to the highway. I like watching him drive. There’s something soothing about the way he takes command of the vehicle, like he’s in his element. I trust him with the journey, even if my own nervous energy sometimes bubbles just beneath the surface.
It’s still early in the day, but I can feel the fatigue creeping up on me. I shift slightly, stretching my legs, trying to find a comfortable position. I turn my head to look at Aaron and smile.He glances over, catching the gesture, and offers me a quick grin that lights up his otherwise serious face.
“Feeling the long haul yet?” he asks, voice gravelly but warm.
“Yeah,” I admit, letting out a soft breath. “But I’m holding up. Still got plenty of energy.” I twist my torso, stretching my arms overhead briefly. “Just wish we had more stops. My legs want to dance, or at least do something besides sit.”
Aaron chuckles softly, eyes returning to the road. “We’ll get there. We’ve got time.” His voice is steady, reassuring. I admire that about him. He’s the type who keeps his cool even when everything feels uncertain. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be that calm, that confident. But right now, I’m content just being along for the ride.
We pass a rest area at the side of the highway, and I point eagerly. “Hey, look. Maybe we can swing in for a quick break. I need to stretch.”
Aaron glances over again, considering, then nods. “Good call.” He signals and pulls the car to the off ramp. He parks and I let out a sigh of relief.
Getting out, I breathe in the air. The scent of pine and fresh grass fills my nose. I stretch again, arms reaching upward, feeling the tension in my shoulders ease a little.
I jog a few steps, and move every which way to get the tension out. Then Aaron and I make a beeline to the truck stop building as if we had the same thought at the same time.
The truck stop bathroom buzzes with fluorescent light, the air thick with a mix of cleaning supplies and something undeniably tempting. I glance at Aaron, my heart racing. The door swings shut behind us, sealing us in this cramped space, and I can feel the charged atmosphere between us.
“Quickie,” I whisper, my pulse quickening as I catch his gaze.
His eyes darken with desire. “I like the sound of that.”
I can’t help but grin. We barely have time to breathe before he’s pressing me against the cold wall. The tiled surface digs into my back. His hands find my waist, pulling me closer, and I feel the heat radiating off his body.
“Right here?” he asks, voice low and gravelly, a hint of laughter in his tone.
“Right here,” I confirm, urgency spilling over. I need him.Now.
His hands slip beneath my shirt, fingers brushing against my skin, igniting a fire within me. I moan softly, pressing into him, feeling the strength of his body against mine. The world outside fades away. It’s just us in this moment.
I drop to my knees, heart pounding as I unzip his jeans. The thrill of the bathroom stall heightens everything, making my senses explode. I take him in my mouth. The taste sending shockwaves through me, and he groans, his fingers tangling in my hair.
“Pax,” he breathes, voice thick with need. “Just like that.”
I focus on him, swirling my tongue, drinking in every sound he makes. He’s lost in it, and I love it—love that I can bring him pleasure like this, even in a place as mundane as a truck stop.
Suddenly, he pulls me up, urgency sparking in his eyes. “I need to feel you. Now.”
Before I can respond, he’s lifting me, pressing me against the wall. My legs wrap around his waist. The thrill of being caught only fuels my desire.
With one swift movement, he’s inside me, and I gasp, the sensation overwhelming. I cling to him, our bodies moving in sync, the sound of our breaths echoing around us. Each thrust is primal, filled with urgency, and I can’t get enough.
“Gods, yes,” I gasp, lost in the moment, the thrill of being so exposed heightening every sensation.
The world outside blurs into nothingness as we spiral toward release, every breath a prayer, every sound a promise. We both crash over the edge together, the climax washing over us, leaving us breathless and trembling.
As we pull away, sticky with cum, I can’t help but laugh. “Best bathroom break ever.”
Aaron chuckles, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek. “Agreed.”
We quickly tidy ourselves the best we can at the sink. I should have taken my shirt off, but no regrets. Getting fucked in public was such a thrill I might see if he’ll be up for it again.
AARON
After several days and a few more truck stop quickies, we finally make it to my family estate.
Pax swallows as he looks up at my modest house on the property. We had to come to my place to pick up the Christmas gifts I have and to calm our nerves.
