Scott

As soon as we laid down, I knew we were in trouble. The space was tight, so we were close to one another. Although we’d blasted the heat before turning off the truck, I could tell after only a few minutes in, that Kelsey was already cold.

“You okay?”

“Yep. You?”

“Fine.” I rolled over and tried not to think of her right next to me. I’d lied when I said I wanted to just be friends. Hell, my erection was telling me differently right now, for sure. But it’s what I should’ve wanted. Because it was better for both of us. No truer words had been spoken about my not wanting to hurt her.

I dozed off, but woke up from the sound of unzipping.

“Sorry I have to dash out and go pee.”

“No. You can’t go out now.”

She leveled me with a look, illuminated with her phone. “This isn’t something you get to be bossy over. Non-negotiable, in fact. I’m going pee.”

I cursed under my breath. “Fine I’ll go with you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Like hell I don’t.” The last thing I would do is have her go outside at night, in the snow, with hundreds of men around, at a rest stop in the mountains.

We managed to get into our clothes and tromp through five inches of powder to the restrooms. Then tromp back. By the time we were in the truck, we had to fire it back up again to get the heat blasting. She was shivering.

I took her hands in mine. “Jesus you’re ice cold.”

“Yeah. Have been since changing the tire earlier. What I need is a long hot shower and soup to thaw me out.”

“I don’t have either one handy. Why don’t you take your shoes off, since your feet probably got soaked since you are just wearing your tennis shoes, then go ahead and get into the sleeping bag.”

She must be really cold not to have argued, I thought, blasting the heat and taking off my boots. I reached over and unzipped my sleeping bag first, then hers.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Zipping them together.”

I was doing it because she was cold, and it made sense, not because I was actually looking forward to having her body pressed up against mine all night. Sweet torture is what it would be.

Turning off the truck again, I shimmied into my side of the sleeping bag, and shifted so that I could lay on my side, allowing my arm to go around her. I ran my hand over her upper body, rubbing some warmth into her. It was fine until she backed up, putting her amazing ass into the crotch of my sweat pants that I had worn for comfort.

There was nothing sweet about this torture. It was simply painful. “Are you warming up?” My voice sounded weird.

“Yep. Uh, should I ignore the uh - ”

“Yes. Yes, you should.” Think grandma. Think grandma. Oh sweet Jesus, she was shifting again.

“Could you stop that. Why are you moving?”

“Sorry, just trying to get comfortable. Here I’ll flip over. That’s better.”

No, it was not. This was not better, because now I was just inches away from where I wanted to be sinking inside of her. Her lips were so close that despite it being dark, I could feel her breath. Even thoughts of grandma weren’t going to help this situation.

“How long does it um last?”

“I don’t know. Go to sleep.” I hadn’t meant to be snippy, but I was hanging by a thread trying unsuccessfully to remember why I couldn’t kiss her.

“Remind me again why I let you in?” She flipped back over trying to scoot away from me as much as possible.

I reached around her and pulled her back firmly against me. Breathing in her scent, I realized I was fighting a lost battle.

“What are you? Oh - ”

My hand had trailed down rubbing over her hip, ass and leg. “Turn around,” I commanded gently.

She did as I asked. “Scott, what are we - ”

I swallowed her words in a kiss. A kiss so hot, I was sure I’d combust with it. “I don’t want to fight this anymore,” I murmured trailing my lips down her neck.

“Thank God.”

I pulled her into me, gripping her ass and sliding my tongue past her lips. Tasting, touching, wanting even more. She must’ve had the same thought because her hand reached for me sliding down my sweats to grip my length.

“Oh fuck. Cold, cold, cold.”

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t think.”

A shiver ran through my body at the freezing hand that had just gripped me. “Here. It’s okay. Just a shock. Put them on my stomach to warm them up.” We both started laughing, but then it was back to business when I captured her lips again.

I grunted when she put both hands against my skin, but slowly relaxed as the heat transferred and she explored up and down my chest under my shirt. As much as I’d love to get her naked, it wasn’t exactly feasible with the limited space or with how cold it was. And, it wasn’t as though I could see anything. But there was one thing I needed to be sure of first.

“Kels?”

“Mm.”

I smiled at the way she got lost in the kiss. “You aren’t a virgin, are you?”

“Not even close.” She moved back, and I heard a slap.

“What are you doing?”

“Face palming for making myself sound slutty. You do that. You scramble my brain.”

“I just didn’t want… you know.” Her first time to be in the back of a truck. It was bad enough that our first time was going to be in the back of a truck. But we’d have tomorrow to make up for it when I got her back to her house. No way I’d miss the chance to see her naked.

“I know, and I’m not. You know. Slutty. But it’s not my first time either.”

This time I laughed. “I’m well aware of your non-slutty reputation. I think your hands are warm now, by the way.”

She smiled in the kiss. “Is that your way of saying you’d like me to resume my exploration before my ice-cold fingers shrank you two inches.”

“Hey. Did not. Just shocked the senses. Ahh, yeah, like that.” Her hand was curled around the base of my cock, sliding up and down.

I couldn’t wait any longer to touch her, to feel her. My fingers slid past her waistband straight for her center. I practically growled with what greeted me. She was wet, soft and perfectly bare, with the exception of a strip down the middle. God, what I wouldn’t give to get to dive in and taste her with my tongue.

Finding her clit, I circled it until she was writhing under the sensation, then I inserted a finger deep into her heat, sucking down the breath she drew in at the contact. “You feel so good.”

“You too. I wish we had more room, and light.”

“You and me both. I need to get the condom.” Thank God, I had one in my wallet.

“Oh. It’s good that you have one.”

“I promise, I’m not slutty either.”

“I’d be disappointed if bossy Scott hadn’t shown up prepared.”

“I didn’t have the condom in there for you.” Oh no.

“Pardon?”

“I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I meant, I didn’t put it in there before I came up here, thinking we’d have sex. You know what, I’m just gonna stop talking now.”

“Probably for the best. Although hearing you put your foot in your mouth is kind of adorable. Nice change of pace from when I do it.”

I slipped on the condom in the dark, then snuggled back down with her noticing she was stripping out of her leggings and panties. Diving back into the kiss. I rolled her onto her back, sliding my hand down her flat stomach before fingering her most sensitive place. “I can’t wait to see you, to taste you.”

She shivered under my hand or with my words, maybe a little of both. Before long, her body went taut, and them she climaxed with the sexiest moan. There were girls who tried to do what they thought a guy wanted to hear during an orgasm, but Kelsey had just let her body feel, and the result was the single most sensual sound I’d ever heard.

Shifting so I was on top of her, I nudged her knees apart, seeking out that desperate relief I’d been craving with her. Moving forward an inch, it was my turn to groan. She was tight. But I didn’t want to hurt her. I braced myself on my forearms, moving slowly, deeper inside.

“You okay?” I was hanging by a thread of control.

Then she broke it by gripping my ass and pulling me deep. A litany of curse words left my lips for the kind of sweet heaven I was experiencing. Moving now in a rhythm, I pistoned my hips into hers. Our sleeping bag slipped off, leaving me more room to move, to hold one hand on her shoulder and the other under her backside, to deliver the perfect drive home.

“Oh God, Scott. I - ” a garble of words came out of her mouth while she shattered beneath me. But I wasn’t done. I pulled out and settled her in front of me, her back to my front, taking her from behind. This position allowed me to play with her clit while I moved inside of her. Her response fueled my determination to make her come again.

“Tell me when you’re almost there. I want to come with you. You want that?”

“Yes. I’m almost there. Scott. I can’t.”

Yes, she definitely could.