Alpha Wyler
I realized, while sitting with the foremen at the timber sites, I could multitask better than I thought. Their droning on of falling sales and poor markets were all things I already knew about, that wasn't why I'd come to talk to them – I'd come to fix it. We needed solutions. I had one and I would suggest it, if they would ever shut their damn mouths. in the meantime I took the liberty to check up on Olivia.
How's your day?
I waited impatiently for her to see the text – that is what static boredom did to me. Made me antsy and irritated, it took her minutes to reply but when she did, it excited me a bit too much.
Behaving and bored.
Finally, one of them smartened up and stopped talking. “What do you think, Alpha Wyler?”
Good girl. See you soon.
I cleared my throat, after the quick reply to my mate and clicked my phone off under the table. “I think we should get more serious. We have a lot of resources, we need to step it up – timber framing. Custom homes.”
Their jaws dropped but I didn't understand why, it was a fairly reasonable suggestion. I left the idea hanging, but knew it would be accepted after a few meetings with Silvermoon's council. I headed for my truck once I left the site's office. I had an hour and a bit to kill – so I decided to go to town and grab some.... things.
The woman's enthusiasm at the store amused me. She showed me many options but I only liked a few sets for Olivia. my tastes came down to... the sheer fabrics had to have a bit of give – so it wouldn't rip too easily, the satin – needed to feel damn smooth, and any lace had to be frilled in a way that made my cock a bit excited. I wasn't sure she'd like any of it but overtime, she would. Just as she'd come around to not minding me- all because I'd fisted her on the trail gate of my truck.
I handed over the credit card as I thought of my hand inside her tight little hole. If she could take my hand, I doubted sex would phase her. which meant I'd be nice to her the first time on our little getaway – the rest of the weekend I would ruin her – likely in the private hot tub.
The woman passed me the items I'd purchased and I left the store with a hard on. Throwing the bag on the passenger seat, I drove to her school. Finding her waiting outside with her curious friend that got more excited when I pulled up than Olivia did.
She pulled the passenger door open as I stopped next to them and she gave me a look with a lifted eyebrow. “What's that?”
“Oh.” I grabbed the bag and chucked it on the back seat. “That's for later.”
She tried not to smile as she turned to say bye to her friend and then, she jumped in beside me and sighed. “It's getting so boring. I just want it to end.”
I pulled the truck out onto the road. “It will soon.”
She wiggled in her seat. “What's in the pink bag?”
The smile from her excitement got to me. “Patience.”
“Oh, no one likes to wait.” She reached for it and I grabbed her wrist.
“You will wait.” I corrected her in her seat.
“But, why...” She pouted.
I put my hand back on the steering wheel. “If you're going to sulk, at least stick your thumb in your mouth.” The uncomfortable noise coming from her throat was enough to make me look over. “What?”
“You're twisted, Alpha Wyler.”
I smirked and looked back to the road. “It was a suggestion. Do you have an answer, regarding your graduation?”
“Sara said we're all going to have a big party after and get toasted. So, I can't do the virginity thingy.”
My eyes shot to her as she started to giggled and I realized she was teasing me. “That's not funny, Olivia.”
“It was sorta funny,” she chortled, trying to hold her laugh. “Just tell me what's in the bag!”
“No. Now give me a serious answer.”
“Not till I know what's in the bag,” she bargained with me. Not one girl had ever tried to bargain with me. It was odd and unacceptable.
“Give me an answer or I'll punish you.”
She bit her lip and looked away to hide her smirk.
“Olivia.” My hands on the wheel tightened.
“What's the punishment?”
“You do not get to know that information.”
“Unfair.” She crossed her arms to make her point very clear to me.
“It's only unfair because you're not in charge.”
She snorted. “Wow, you're quick.”
“Let's not make me pull over in the woods again.”
“Gonna fist me?” she purred and it made me smile.
“Fisting's only for good girls.”
I heard her mutter a swear word and it made me slam on the breaks. “Get out.”
“What?” She blinked at me.
“Get out and take off your underwear.”
“Are you insane... it's the middle of the highway!”
“Well, you shouldn't have tested me, Olivia. Do it. Then get back in the truck and give them to me.”
She stared at me with a panic and hard swallow.
“You have no problem spreading your legs on the back of my truck.”
“We were alone,” her voice had lost it's edge suddenly.
“Oh, so you're shy?” I wasn't as sympathetic as I sounded and I took her chin. “Do it quick and no one will see.”
She gulped, wide eyed. “Caleb...”
“Go.” I dropped contact with her. “Or I'll do it for you.”
“Oh my god!” She climbed out the truck in a panic and stared in at me, as she slinked her slutty little thong off from under her flowing skirt to the ground, right as a semi drove past. She scooted beside the truck as it passed in the oncoming lane, honking its horn.
She slammed the passenger door once back inside and I held out my hand for what I'd requested. Slamming them into my palm she said, “Happy?”
I grabbed the panties and her hand in one grip, pulling her closer. “Don't mutter swear words and don't test me. this is mild in comparison to some punishments.”
She sunk back into her seat when I let her go.
“Do you really not have an answer for me?” I started to drive again.
“I want to think more.”
“About what?”
“Just because you make me wet, doesn't mean I wanna fuck you.”
“Really?” I tested her answer. “Why do you love to swallow my cum then?” She glared at me and I smiled. “Think about all that inside of you as I eat you out after.”
She gulped. “Don't you have a filter?”
“In public. Sorta.”
“You just made me strip in the middle of the highway!”
“Humiliation for girls like you always works well.” The entire trip home was turning into a learning session, which I didn't mind – she needed to learn.
“Oh, there's a technical term for what you just did to me?”
“There's technical terms for everything. The point is, if it works...” I looked to her, my eyes trailing to her little thighs that were spread beneath her skirt. I reached my hand for her thigh and she dropped her head back, inviting the touch. “I do it. Lift your skirt, babygirl.”
She edged the skirt up her thighs without hesitation. I fingered her and she ended up coming, right as we pulled up to the house.
“Mmm.” Her eyes fluttered from the endorphins spreading through her weakened limbs.
“Open your mouth.” Pulling my hand from between her legs, I let her tongue lick the tips of my fingers clean. “Now, isn't that better?”
She took my hand in between both hers and pulled it down, leaning across the console to kiss me. My tongue ventured her mouth as I put the vehicle in park and made out with my mate for the better part of fifteen minutes. When she pulled back, I tried to control my hunger to take her to bed.
“Kay,” she breathed, “you can have my virginity...”
“Thank god,” I took her cheek gently, enamored by how beautiful she was and it all went down to my cock fairly quick there after.
“But only if you show me what's in the bag.”
I smiled. “You have got to stop bartering, Olivia.”
“Please,” she begged with a particularly pouted bottom lip. “Daddy.”
With a shake of my head, I pulled back and gave her the bag from the backseat. “Put on the pink one when we get inside.” I caught a glimpse of her blushing face as I exited the vehicle, getting myself in check to see her in the skimpy baby-doll lingerie all evening.