Crazy trouble with love part 10
Lincoln and Ronnie Anne V2
Series: Loud House
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Donnie's Diner, a tiny little truck stop on a highway in the middle of nowhere. The usual place one would find if they were looking for a rest stop on a long cross country drive.
Inside it was empty though, minus the employees working the night. One of which was a Mexican-American woman dressed in a black and white waitress uniform with two buck teeth and her hair, colored brunette, was tied back in a low ponytail. She had a bored look on her face and let out a sigh. "Life sucks."
Suddenly the door opened and another waitress, this one Caucasian, walked in while fixing her blond hair. "Come on back anytime, darlin'!" She called out with a thick country accent to a departing trucker. She walked over to the counter and sat in a stool before she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small stack of bills.
"How do you live with yourself, Trixie?" The first waitress questioned in disgust.
"Simple darlin', well taken care of."
"By whoring yourself out to every trucker that comes in?"
"No, just the big spenders." Trixie shrugged and went back to counting her money. "Ah'm just using what Ah got to make some extra cash, nothin' bad about that. You should try it sometime Ronnie Anne. It pays well and feels good too, especially without a condom."
"I'm here to work, not shake my butt and let some sweaty creep go to town on me." Ronnie Anne held up a hand and looked away. "Besides I'm done with men, period. They're nothing but trouble."
Trixie rolled her eyes while slipping the bills in her pocket. "Here we go again."
"I'm serious," Ronnie Anne. "I mean sure some are nice, but most are nothing but pigs who toss you to the curb when the next pretty face comes along."
"And there are tons of girls who are no good skanks who would dump their guy at the drop of a hat." Trixie cut in. "Face facts Ronnie, no one is perfect. It's like my mama always says: We all gotta go some day, so quit complainin' and just enjoy life before you miss it."
"Was she as easy as you are? Wait, don't answer that I don't think I want to know." she shook her head while Trixie flipped her off. "Point is, I'm done with dating. I just wanna make some money, try and get on with my life, and not get into any more relationships."
"Tch, yer loss." Trixie said before the door to the kitchen opened.
"Alright ladies might as well call it a day." Said a man in an apron. "It doesn't look like we're gonna be getting many more folks around so we might as well close up."
"Finally." Ronnie Anne let out. "I've been on my feet all day, and blondie here hasn't been much help."
"Ah help keep the fellas comin' back." Trixie shot back.
"You turning tricks again? This is Donnie's Diner, not Donnie's Brothel! Do I gotta cut your salary?" warned the man with Trixie crossing her arms.
"No." She sighed. "I'll do better tomorrow Donnie."
"How about you do better now, your on dish duty to make up for the time you wasted 'entertaining' the customers."
"Dang nabbit!" Trixie shouted, throwing the bills on the counter.
Ronnie Anne smirked before she went back to cleaning the counter tops.
Later everyone left the diner and headed to the motel next door, which also happens to be owned by Donnie. It was split into two levels. Guests got the top level while employees got the bottom level. It was also where Ronnie Anne had been staying ever since she wound up there.
She entered her room and plopped down face first onto the bed with a groan. "Ugh, another day that dragged on forever." She grumbled before looking at her vanity mirror. She forced herself up, walked over, and looked at the multiple pictures stuck in the frame of the mirror. In them showed her smiling with her family. From her cousins to her aunts and uncles, including her mom and brother.
Then there was one with her standing beside someone however his face has been burned out of the picture. She crossed her arms and laid her head on them, staring at her reflection. "What were you thinking you dumb idiot." She said to herself in the picture. "You fall for a guy you were SO sure was the right one, and now look at yourself. Working at a diner in the middle of nowhere after the asshole cheated on me." She said taking the picture off the mirror. Sure she could have just thrown the picture away. But to her it was a reminder. A reminder to never let herself get hurt again.
She put the picture back on the mirror before pulling out her earnings for the day and put them in a jar labeled 'Savings' which was barely a 1/4 full. She let out a heavy sigh and stared at her reflection. "Just gotta keep working at the diner until I'm an old lady and then I can get on with my life."
She didn't bother changing out of her uniform, she had others she could wear tomorrow, and climbed back into bed and lost herself in a comforting embrace.
The next day she was up at the crack of dawn. If her hair wasn't still in a ponytail it would be a tangled mess. She dragged herself into the bathroom, stripped out of her clothes and into the shower. She turned the knob for hot water but was hit with a blast of cold water causing her to shriek in surprise. She spasmed and nearly tripped in surprise before quickly turning it off, shivering with her teeth chattering. "Dammit! Ugh, not again." She let out in aggravation.
Seeing no other options she sucked it up, showered quickly and got dressed for work before heading over to the diner.
"Yo, Donnie! The hot water isn't working, again." She called the man who was in the middle of getting the grill up and running. "I nearly froze my butt off."
"Yeah yeah, I noticed it too. Don't get your panties in a bunch. I called the repair guy. He'll be here this afternoon." Donnie replied. "I'm going out later, you need anything?"
"...I'm running low on shampoo and conditioner."
"Gotcha. When I head out, try and keep Trixie from giving any customers hjs in the restroom, again."
"Where is she? Usually she's up before me."
"Huh, you know you're right." he remarked looking around. "She's never been late before."
The door opened and Trixie walked in looking green around the gills.
"Donnie, ah need a ride to the doctor, I don't feel so..." Trixie covered her mouth before running back outside and tossed her cookies in the nearby trash can.
"Damn it. Looks like I'm gonna need you to hold the fort down Ronnie. Better get Trixie to the doctor before she upchucks all over the floor."
"Are you kidding me? The nearest doctor is an hour away. What am I supposed to do if we have a customer?"
"Relax, I'll be back asap." Donnie said. "But just in case, I planned for this situation. There's nothing on the menu that can't be microwaved. Just look in the freezer and follow the instructions on the box."
"Ugh...Ah think Ah'm gonna throw up my stomach..."
"This counts as your day off Trix, come on."
Ronnie watched the two leave the diner, making her look around at the empty diner before taking a deep breath. "Well at least it's never really busy here."
As Donnie and Trixie drove along the road to the doctor, they were passed by a sleek orange sports car.
Said owner saw it and looked ahead, spotting the motel and diner. "Phew, finally a place to stop at." They pulled into the diner and shut off the engine before stepping out. It was a man dressed in black leather shoes, a blue suit, and a black tie. He had noticeable short white hair with a cowlick and a small chip in his teeth. "Now maybe I can get some directions."
Walking to the door, he pushed it open with the ring above it giving a ding and took a look inside. Ronnie Anne turned to face the door and was taken aback by the well dressed customer.
"Uh, hello?"
"Morning ma'am, I seem to be lost. Can I use your phone?" The man asked.
"Sorry, paying customers only, bosses orders." she replied smoothly as he walked over to the counter.
"Well, I could go for something to eat." The man said before grabbing a menu. "Any suggestions?"
"Coffee, the cook is out and won't be back for an hour or more so everything is heated in the microwave for now." Ronnie Anne replied.
"Well I've been driving a long time so maybe it'll wake me up." The man replied scratching his head.
"One coffee coming up." she replied, going over to the fresh pot to get a cup going while he looked around the place.
"So...what's a place like this doing in the middle of nowhere?"
"It's a route truckers use from time to time to shave off some time for one reason or another. Although that doesn't mean we get a lot of business." she answered as she brought the cup and set it down in front of him. "We get the occasional busy day, but that's mostly from word of mouth thanks to...another employee." Ronnie Anne replied
"She sounds pretty persuasive."
"I wouldn't say that." Ronnie Anne stated as the customer took a sip from the cup. "It's probably for the best if you get out of here before she gets back."
"Why? Is she gonna bite my head off?" he joked.
Ronnie Anne fought the urge to crack a joke and saw no other alternative... "Ok look, I'm going to be honest with you. She's a grade A slut. She sleeps with anyone who starts flashing cash around. One look at you and she'd swoop right in and sink her talons into you like a hawk hunting its prey."
Lincoln nearly spat his coffee out when he heard that, covering his mouth to keep it down and swallowed with his cheeks turning pink. "Oh, so...she's...wow."
"Yeah, she's pretty shameless about it."
"Thanks for the heads up uh..." He looked down at her chest and squinted, the woman responded by quickly covering herself with one arm and slapped him in the face with her free hand. "Ow!"
"My eyes are up here, pervert!"
"What? I was looking for your name tag. I can't thank you properly if I don't know your name." he replied while rubbing his cheek.
"Oh...well, you could have asked." She shot back
"Kinda wishing I did. Man that hurt."
"...it's Ronnie Anne." she answered while looking away. "Ronnie Anne Santiago."
"Nice to meet you," He said, holding out a hand to her.
She looked at him, then the hand, then back at him, before reaching out and gave it a brief shake. "What about you?"
"Just your average Joe looking for directions."
This made Ronnie Anne scoff. "Typically an average Joe doesn't dress in a fancy suit or drive a sweet whip like that one outside."
The man took a sip of his mug while glancing away. "Well, I just learned how to save up. Living in a big family like mine tends to help you learn to hold on to every penny."
"Look, I don't care about how you got your money or where, but don't insult my intelligence, I'm not some Latino bimbo who's easily fooled. If you don't want to tell me that's fine too, just give me your name."
"...You really wanna know?" The white haired man asked with a serious look.
Feeling nervous, Ronnie Anne discreetly moved her hand to the alarm button under the counter ready to press it if needed. "Maybe a little."
"Alright then, just try to be a little open minded." He said as Ronnie Anne's hand started trembling. "I am Lord Lincoln Loud of Loch Loud, and please don't ask me to say that five times fast."
"Wait...what?" she responded, her hand moving away as she looked at him in confusion. "You're a lord?"
"Yup, from Scotland." he nodded. "I've...kinda got money to spare."
Ronnie Anne stared at the man and thought to herself: 'Great, a crazy guy who thinks he's a lord from Scotland. Okay Ronnie Anne, play it cool, just play along until he leaves then call the authorities and let them handle it.'
"I know it sounds weird, why some lord all the way from there would be here."
"I mean...it's not something you typically hear from someone, in a grungy diner, in no man's land." she pointed out while rolling her eyes. "Sounds like something out of a tall tale."
Lincoln reached into his pocket and took out his wallet. "They say a picture is worth a thousand words so..." He fished out a photo from it and slid it over to her. In it were 13 people dressed in regal attire. "This is my family. Me, my mom, my dad, and my ten sisters."
Her eyes widened, jaw dropping in disbelief as she picked it up. "T...T...TEN sisters?!"
"Yeah, and by some cruel joke of the universe I just so happen to be the middle child." he let out a chuckle as she stared at the photo in disbelief.
"You're not from one of those hardcore Catholic families, are you?"
"No, why?"
"No reason." She said giving the picture back. "We tend to get a few crazies around here now and then."
"Well with my family, they are crazy." he remarked while putting it away. "When I say being the only boy in a family of mostly girls, I mean things have been crazy my whole life with them."
"If you don't mind me asking, if you're from Scotland, why don't you have the accent?"
"Well our ancestors came from there, but my parents and sister and I grew up here." Lincoln replied. "And by here I mean America, obviously."
"Then how did you end up a duke?"
"Well my little sister Lisa is a genius, and I mean a genuine one, who looked back up our family tree. When we found out about our ancestors, we took a trip up there and found out it was true. Next thing you know, we went from your average family to a family of royalty." he chuckled. "My little sister Lola took to it like you wouldn't believe, but that's what happens when you've got a pageant winner in the family."
"I'll bet." Ronnie Anne chuckled. "Would his lordship like to order anything else?"
"That depends, are eggs an option?" he joked.
"Like I said, the chef's out so we only got what can be cooked in the microwave. He had to take that other waitress I told you about to the doctor. They'll be back in a couple hours, give or take."
"Well, I know something better." he crossed his arms and leaned on the counter. "You know what my story's like, so it's only fair if I hear yours, right?"
That made Ronnie Anne nervous. The last thing she wanted was to share her life story with anyone, especially a stranger. "Oh I'm not that interesting. Besides you haven't told me everything, I mean what about the rest of your family?"
"Well...they're...wild and crazy if I'm being honest."
"Well we got time, so why don't you start with your parents."
"Well, my dad's a big cook. He's cooked for the whole family as far back as I can remember. We'd go nuts when he made some of his best dishes. It got to a point where he managed to get his own restaurant up and going. Even after becoming Duke of Loch Loud he still finds time to cook for us."
"And your mom?"
"Before becoming a duchess she used to be a dentist. As a mother she was caring but she was never scared to put her foot down when she had to. You know what I mean right?"
"Oh believe me, I know that all too well." Ronnie Anne looked down at the counter letting out a dejected sigh. Lincoln looked at her with concern, but saw her quickly shake her head. "But let's move on. What about your sister's?"
"Well, let's go from the oldest down. Lori is...well she's a bit rough. She tends to take her big sister title a bit too seriously sometimes. From being a drill sergeant when she's put in charge, to the rest of us owing her favors whenever we wanted her to take us out somewhere. Oh and also she's an expert golfer, after we moved to Scotland she took the golfing world by storm. She's been the international golfing champion the past five years running."
"Never had to worry about an older sister, just an older brother." Ronnie Anne shrugged. "Nice guy, but kinda slow, up here."
"You want slow? Leni fits that to a T. Don't get me wrong, I love her, we all do. She's sweet, kind, and tries her best, but...she can be a bit naive at times. I mean, she's great when it comes to fashion, in fact she started her own personal line of tartan pattern clothes back at the village, but she's pretty dense on a lot of other things."
"Sounds like my cousin Carlota, although she doesn't wear anything unless it's vintage." Ronnie Anne let out absentmindedly.
"Definitely can't forget Luna, she'd never let me hear the end of it. Mostly because she'd be singing about it at volumes that would make your ears hurt."
"Oh is she a musician?"
"Like you wouldn't believe. She prefers the guitar, but she's a natural when it comes to rthym and lyrics, but she tends to go a bit far and not know the meaning of quiet when it comes to her music." Lincoln said rubbing his head at the sheer thought of it. "After we moved to Scotland she found an instrument she loved almost as much as guitar, bagpipes."
"Oh god." cringed Ronnie Anne. "Your poor ears."
"You get use to it. It's actually not so bad. Every morning she goes through town playing her pipes to greet the day."
"And that's a good thing?" Ronnie Anne questioned with a dumbfounded look.
"The folks in Loch Loud love it well enough.' Seeing how the waitress was slowly coming out of her shell Lincoln smiled hopeful that she'd open up to him. "Then we have Luan, who is all about trying to make people laugh and crack a smile, even if she's more of a pun person. She still tries her best and is always working on improving herself, but she can take things a bit too far. When April Fool's day comes around, it's like a tidal wave of pranks from her, no one's safe."
"Oh come on, she can't be-"
"Don't finish that." he cut her off with a hand up. "Believe me, you have no idea how many people have said that and got proven VERY wrong."
Ronnie Anne blinked then looked into his eyes and saw horror. He was truly scared. "Uh, ok?" She replied before clearing her throat. "So what was she like after the move?"
"Well in the village she makes all the people laugh. It was a big break for her, but they haven't lived with her, so they have no idea just how insane her pranks can go." Lincoln added with a shudder. "Anyway, next is Lynn. She's just above me in the sibling hierarchy."
"Is she just as bad?"
"She's the definition of a tomboy. How she dresses, acts, and she's the only person I know to be a sports star in all known sports. Basketball, soccer, football, if it's a sport, she's done it. But she can be a bit too rowdy at times." he gulped. "When I got old enough, she had me be her wrestling buddy, or in some cases, practice dummy."
"My cousin CJ loves to wrestle. He may have down syndrome but he's a scrapper."
"Then there's my younger sister Lucy. Ever since she was a baby, she's been all doom and gloom. Pale skin, black hair, and she's into everything morbid and dark. She likes writing poetry in her spare time, and has this really bad habit of popping up without anyone noticing. It's like she can teleport." Lincoln shuddered at the thought. "It's super creepy. She has big dreams of one day becoming the village medium."
"She's not the kind to...you know, try and summon spirits, right?"
"What do you think?" Lincoln questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll take that as a yes." Ronnie Anne said before clearing her throat. "So, who's next?"
"Next on the list we have the twins, Lana and Lola." he chuckled. "These two are what you'd expect, total opposites. Lana is all about having so many pets you'd think she'd have her own personal zoo, likes to get down and dirty, and I mean real dirty. Seriously, she has a tendency to go dumpster diving too much. Lola on the other hand is all about being prim and clean, she's a pageant kinda gal, the really competitive kind too."
"And I take it they fight a lot?"
"It'd be weird if they didn't. Lola gets mad if one of Lana's pets so much as rubs up against her clothes, and Lana can't stand the perfume Lola uses when she wants to smell her best."
"Glad me and my brother never went through anything like that."
"Lana tries to make friends with all the animals, and Lola's a sort of local celebrity trying to get pageants started there." Lincoln continued. "I'm just happy they're keeping active."
"Who else ya got?"
"My second youngest sister Lisa."
"The genius?"
"Bingo. Even at the age of 4 she was smarter than everyone else in the family." He chuckled. "Sometimes it was a bit scary, especially her uranium stash."
"Uranium? Isn't that-"
"Yes, and believe me, I keep asking myself how she got her hands on the stuff over and over." Lincoln rubbed his temple and looked down. "But thanks to her Loch Loud has its own geothermal power plant."
"I kinda don't wanna ask, but what's the weirdest thing she's made?"
"A robot companion out of old junk."
"...actually that doesn't sound too crazy."
"It is when you consider his ability to show emotion."
"Wait, he can think for himself?!"
"Yeah, and he made friends with Lisa's other robots." he chuckled. "Sometimes I shudder to imagine what she'll do when she hits puberty."
"Holy...just...wow."
"Pretty sure she's working on time travel right now, but she likes to keep things hush hush." Lincoln shrugged. "And last but not least we have my youngest sister, Lily."
"Please tell me she's not like a spoiled brat who everyone thinks is a saint, I've seen tons of those in here and it is NOT good for mental health."
"Actually she's a painter." he chuckled. "Even when growing up around us, she turned out to be one of the more normal ones. She's all about painting anything she sees around her."
"I take it that includes the walls?"
"Trust me, you have no idea how many times she got in trouble drawing on every single wall in the house." Lincoln stated. "She's covered in paint so often it's hard to imagine her without it."
"Sounds like she likes getting into trouble." chuckled Ronnie Anne. "Just like little Carlitos. Cute little bugger, but a handful."
"Guess both our families are a group of nuts." Lincoln replied. "Except mine's bigger."
"You bragging or complaining?"
"Yes." Lincoln said with a shit eating grin.
She tried to give him a glare, but felt her lip turning upward and snorted, letting out a laugh with him joining in. "You know, you're not half bad, for a guy."
"And you're not so bad for a random waitress." Lincoln said in return.
"Oh ha ha." she rolled her eyes. "So what brings your lordship back to the states?"
"I'm supposed to meet my old friend for a cooking competition back in royal woods."
"Did you just say Royal Woods?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'm from Royal Woods." Ronnie Anne answered.
"No joke?" Lincoln questioned.
"Yeah. Well I mean I lived there for a few years until my parents divorced and we moved to the City." she looked away as she said that. "It was pretty great, at least at first..."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"...let's just say when they broke up, things got rough." she admitted, looking down at her hands. "I don't mean like I went and shut away from everyone, I mean I went and...became a bitch."
"Oh." Lincoln let out.
"Yeah. And it didn't get any better as I got older."
"How bad was it?"
"Bad, I became irritable over every little thing, I snapped at people who were just trying to help, I even turned to video games to work out my hostility. Luckily I learned early on about the dangers of alcohol, drugs, and nicotine, so I'm clean in that regard." she let out a heavy sigh. "Not gonna lie, there were a few times when I nearly became a bully. Just thinking about it makes me wanna slap myself."
"Yeesh."
"Yeah, but I'm better, I'm better." She held up her hands. "I can give you directions back to Royal Woods if you want. It's actually back the way you came."
"Woah, woah, woah! Hold up. You can't just say you're better and not expect me to have questions. Like what changed?"
"I don't want to talk about it." She turned her back to him and went to refill the pot.
"So that's it? I spill my guts out to you but you won't do the same?" he raised an eyebrow. "No offense, but that's pretty rude."
"Hey, I'm not obligated to tell you everything. Besides, compared to what your life's been, it's nothing impressive."
"Really?" Lincoln said, looking around to make sure that no one else was around. "Well... there is one thing that's the most unusual about me, but I need to ask, how good are you at keeping secrets."
"I'm no snitch, I guarantee it."
"This isn't just your run of the mill secret." Lincoln said, taking out his phone. "No one outside of Loch Loud is supposed to know. It's not illegal, but I guarantee it'll be the most extraordinary thing you ever saw in your life."
She looked at him with uncertainty on whether or not this was true or something being blown out of proportion. "Okay, now I'm a little scared."
"Can you keep a secret? Yes or no?"
Ronnie Anne thought for a moment, somewhat worried that this might be one of those secrets that could put her life in danger. "Uh...sure."
"The greatest secret of Loch Loud has been well guarded for hundreds of years." Lincoln scrolled through his phone. "You know those old maps that have 'Here be Dragons' on them?"
"Yeah?"
"Well in Loch Loud, there. Be. Dragons."
"...you're pulling my leg."
Lincoln shook his head before showing her the picture on his phone. It showed him, his family, and right behind them was a huge green dragon, all of them smiling. He swiped his finger across the screen showing more pictures of the great beast. Each one showing the dragon playing games with the sisters or just enjoying its huge pile of food.
Ronnie Anne was frozen in shock with her jaw hanging.
"What'd I tell you?" He said pocketing his phone.
"D...D...D...Dragons are real!?"
"They are in Loch Loud. We call her Lela." He clarified. "Now remember, not a word about it to anyone else."
"I don't even think anyone would even believe me if I did talk about it."
"That works out fine with me." Lincoln nodded. "So, are you ready to tell me how a city girl ended up working in a place like this?"
She gave him a silent look before letting out a heavy sigh and put her fists on her hips. "Fine, but don't go telling anyone either. It's not something I want blabbed all around."
"Considering where we are? I don't think you'll have to worry about that. Besides, I learned fast to keep a tight lip on secrets when my sisters let some things slip." Lincoln shuddered in fear. "The horror."
"Ok, the truth is...I was a complete idiot." Ronnie Anne said, crossing her arms and putting her hand over her eyes. "I thought I met the guy who was gonna be there for me, who I could trust, who I could rely on, but no, I go off and find an asshole who's the whole reason I'm stuck here in the first place."
"Oh...wow."
"The worst part is that he seemed so sincere about wanting to be with me. Was it something I did, or said? I don't know." she frowned while glaring at the floor. "All I can think about is how much of an idiot I was every single day."
"That must have hurt."
"You have no idea." Ronnie Anne huffed. "I've been stuck here a whole year, living in a motel, scraping by on minimum wage while getting ogled by every trucker who comes in thinking they're gonna get lucky."
"Why not call your family to come get you?"
"After how I left things? No way I can just go crawling back. They'll never let me live it down." she shook her head. "I'm just gonna keep at it, especially since I don't have any other option, and save up enough before going out and try to get a fresh start somewhere."
Lincoln felt bad for Ronnie Anne. Despite his current social status he remembers what it was like being strapped for cash when he was younger. "Do you guys take checks?"
"Most of the time it's just cash or coins, truckers don't really use those, but we have had the occasional credit card."
"I see." Lincoln said before reaching into his pocket and pulled out a stack of bills and put it on the table. "Then take this."
Ronnie's eyes widened, with her jaw dropping at the sight of the stack, having to grab the counter to balance herself. She looked up to Lincoln who smiled and nodded at her before she looked back down at the money and picked up. As she counted it out her eyes grew wider and the color drained from her in shock at the sheer amount. "I can't take this." She said quickly putting the money back on the counter as if it burned her skin.
"It's fine. It's a little more than a drop in the bucket compared to my family's wealth, plus I still have my credit card."
"That's not the point!" she snapped with a frown. "I mean, I can't take this much money out when I haven't earned it! It..It makes me feel like I'm being pitied, which I can't stand!"
"I admire that, I really do, but there's no shame in accepting a little charity. Just promise me that when you get back on your feet you'll pay it forward and help someone else in need." Lincoln shrugged leaving Ronnie Anne dumbstruck.
"I...You...Are you serious? We literally met not even an hour ago, and you're just gonna give this much cash away!?"
"What can I say? You're good company." he smiled honestly, making Ronnie stare at him.
This guy, who she barely even knew was giving her money for next to nothing. It was a lot for her to take in.
"You...You can't be serious."
"I am. I may be rich but I'm not just going to leave a beautiful woman to suffer."
"B-Beautiful?"
That made Lincoln stiffen with a blush on his cheek. "Oh crud, did I say that out loud?"
"Yeah." Ronnie Anne repeated with her own face heating up.
Lincoln quickly looked away with Ronnie Anne doing the same, leading to an awkward silence with neither saying a word. 'Why'd I have to say that?!'
'Why'd he have to say that?' Lately the only people who called her that were dirty men who had been alone on the road way too long. Very rarely did someone say that and be genuine. It was actually pretty nice.
"I...uh...I better finish up here." he got out while clearing his throat. "Thanks for the talk, it was nice to meet you."
"Hold it mister." she spoke, reaching over and grabbing his arm, making him turn confused.
"What's wrong?"
"You just gonna leave a lady all alone bored out of her mind until her boss and co-worker get back?"
"Well..." Lincoln was unable to even form a proper sentence.
"Come on, stay a while. It gets so dull around here."
"I...ok." he relented, making her give a smile as he sat back down.
"Remind me, what is it that brought you to America?" Ronnie Anne asked with a little more of a flirty tone.
"I'm visiting a friend for a cooking contest. By which I mean to support my friend who is actually competing, not me." he clarified. "His name's Clyde, my best bud. Has a great knack for it and this started when he was younger. Heck, one time he nearly went overseas to join a fancy cooking school in France."
"So you came all this way for your friend? That's so nice." she smiled, leaning against the counter with her arms crossed. "You must do that a lot."
"Well, not to brag, but I am the man with the plan." he chuckled. "It's something I came up with for myself when I was growing up, and it stuck since I usually worked out ways to help out my sisters, then my friends."
"Well Mr. Man, what are your plans for the future? I'm sure you must have someone back home in Scotland waiting for you. Like a princess or some other rich noble girl waiting for you to put a ring on her."
"Well...no, not really." he admitted, looking down at his cup. "I mean there have been some girls who have tried to make a pass at me but most of them are so transparent you can see their real intentions from just the first glance."
"So you've had your own trouble finding someone too, huh?"
"Tell me about it, and being a noble of Loch Loud means that I can marry anyone without giving up my right of succession so it's a lot worse."
"Wait, you can? But I thought nobles could only marry other nobles."
"That may be true for most places with monarchies, but not Loch Loud, my ancestors fought tooth and nail for that right,and we won. Heck I could even marry you and still keep my right of succession." he chuckled while taking a sip of the cup. That is until the realization of his words hit him. "U-U-U-Uh I mean, as an example! N-N-Not that I'm asking you!" Lincoln stammered. "Or that it would even be a bad thing. I mean who wouldn't want to marry you?"
Ronnie's face felt like an oven with how red her face became. 'Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking.' she thought, turning away.
'Shut up you idiot!' Lincoln thought covering his cheek as he turned away while biting his lip. "Is it getting hot in here?" He spoke, trying to change the subject.
"Yeah, I better go check the fans." Ronnie said quickly making her way to the kitchen. 'What is wrong with me?!' She mentally screamed. Her heart was racing like a rabbit, her palms were sweaty, and her stomach felt like it was full of hummingbirds. 'Shit! I'm acting the same way I did the first time!' Ronnie Anne mentally screamed. 'And I'm so desperate for attention I'll fall for a guy I met today?'
She let out a groan and dragged her hand down her face pulling at the skin. 'God, I'm pathetic.' She put her back against the wall and began to go over her options. Perhaps she could just stay here until he leaves? No, he might come back to see what's wrong. Maybe she could duck into the restroom and wait him out. No, the smell alone would kill her long before he left. Then again making an excuse on leaving to go to her motel room was an option. No, there was still the issue of being gone for too long.
She kept trying to search her head but all of her plans had big flaws. Even asking him to leave would seem suspicious. Yet the more she thought about him the more she began to wonder. Would it be so bad to open up, just this once? She looked over to the thermostat and began to formulate a plan.
Minutes later, Lincoln was starting to sweat. The temperature in the room had grown and he had to take off his suit jacket to cool off. The door to the Kitchen suddenly opened and Ronnie Anne walked back out however he was surprised to see the top part of her uniform was slightly unbuttoned showing off a little more cleavage.
"Bad news, air conditioner's on the fritz." she remarked, leaning against the counter again, but her arms under her chest, making her breasts stick out more.
"Dang, that sucks." Lincoln spoke, his voice cracking a little before clearing his throat and took another sip of his drink.
"How's the coffee?" Ronnie Anne asked.
"It's the breasts, I mean best!" he quickly let out in a higher pitch with his cheeks turning red.
"Need anything? Cream, sugar, milk?" She asked, puffing out her chest a little at the mention of milk.
"Uh...I uh...s-s-sure." he let out, eyes staring a bit too long for his liking before averting his gaze.
"Okay then, be right back." Ronnie said, giving him a wave as she walked back to the kitchen.
Lincoln let out a heavy sigh and wiped his forehead. 'Woah there Lincoln, easy does it.'
"Okay so he passed the modesty test." Ronnie Anne muttered. "Didn't try to stare too hard, but he did notice, so that's good. Time for the next test."
After Lincoln had finally managed to calm down, Ronnie Anne returned.
"Here you go, fresh milk." She said walking up to him.
"Uh thank you." he nodded, watching her hold the pitcher out, only to trip slightly, causing her to drop it as it fell on the counter, the milk splashing out all over his pants. "Gah!" He let out in surprise.
"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" Ronnie Anne blurted.
"It's fine, accidents happen. Luckily I have a change of clothes in my car."
"I've got a towel." Ronnie Anne said, handing him said towel. "You can take a shower in one of the motel rooms."
"Thanks, mind showing me the way?"
"Of course." Ronnie said before leading him to a motel room. 'Okay, not prone to a quick temper. Another plus." Using her key, she got the door open and let him inside. "Take all the time you need."
"Thanks." Lincoln said stepping into the room
"Bathrooms near the back, towels under the sink." Ronnie pointed before closing the door.
Lincoln got to work on stripping, heading in the back and getting the water running. "Well this certainly isn't how I expected today to go." He lathered himself up soaping up his body while sighing at the rather lukewarm water running down him. "That Ronnie Anne, she's really something else." he muttered, staring at the wall as he cleaned himself up. "She's a bit rough, but not in a bad way. I wonder if she and Lynn would get along."
He thought long and hard about the woman's story and felt a twisting in his chest.
'Getting abandoned out here by someone you must have loved is wrong on so many levels. I'd never do something that heartless.' Lincoln thought before letting out a sigh. 'No one deserves that.' He took a moment to stay a bit longer, just to enjoy the fresh water. Afterwards he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back into the room where he found Ronnie Anne sitting on the bed next to his clothes. "Woah!" he jumped, face heating up as she was getting a clear view of his bare chest. "Ronnie Anne!? What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to make sure you didn't slip in the shower." She said giving him a steamy gaze before spreading her legs giving him a clear view up her skirt before she crossed her legs.
His eyes widened, jaw dropping open while accidentally letting go, causing his towel to slip and drop down. "YIKES!" Lincoln let out and reached down to grab the towel.
Ronnie let out a whistle, watching as Lincoln used the bathroom door for cover. "Damn."
"As you can see I'm perfectly fine so you can go now." he let out, keeping his voice calm and even, although inside he was anything but.
Ronnie Anne stood up before walking over to the door. "Okay look, I'm not very big on flirting, I've just been doing what my co-worker does."
"Scaring them while they're nearly naked?"
"No!" Ronnie Anne shot back. "I mean trying to be sexy."
"Oh. OH!"
"Yeah, getting the picture?" Ronnie Anne questioned. "You're probably the nicest guy that's ever come along and probably the only nice one that ever will. If I'm gonna be stuck here I don't want to be a virgin."
"Wait, for reals?" he asked. "Out of every guy you've met, you really think I'm the nicest?"
"Out here, yeah. A snow ball would have a better chance surviving in hell then I would at finding another like you." she admitted while rubbing her arm. "I figured since we talked and things didn't seem bad, I could...take a risk, see what would happen."
"Well..." he rubbed the back of his head with a blush. "I-It's not like I don't like it, it's just...I've never had a girl be this forward with me."
"That's a little obvious." Ronnie Anne replied with a giggle. "But you've definitely got the goods, that's for sure."
Lincoln blushed and scratched the back of his head.
"So how about it, your lordship, care to help a lowly waitress?"
"Well...I mean I'm already naked, so it'd be kinda rude to say no." Lincoln replied, trying to act smooth. 'Holy shit, I'm gonna get laid!'
Ronnie Anne grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the bed. "Care to help a girl out of her work clothes?"
"I'd be delighted." Lincoln replied feeling like a kid at Christmas. He moved to grab the button of her shirt, slowly pulling it up over her head and arms. Once it was off he had a clear view of her bare breasts. "No bra?"
"It's always hot around here." she defended while he was a little transfixed and stared at them. "I've still got clothes on, you can stare after I'm butt naked."
"Now there's a good deal if I ever heard one." he grinned before moving down to undoing the skirt around her and tossed it aside before he began to slowly work on unbuttoning her pants next. As he slid them down her legs he swallowed to keep from drooling. He tossed them to the side and saw her white panties, making them stand out from her skin tone which just made it more stare worthy. 'Thank you god.'
"Before you take them off, do it slowly." Ronnie Anne instructed with a blush on her cheeks.
Lincoln halted his hands, gulping and nodded. He moved them to the edges, hooked them, and began to slowly slide them down, his heart pounding faster as he saw her thighs up close and personal. "Holy moly." He muttered.
"Try not to drool." Joked Ronnie Anne. "So you...ever done this before?"
"Uh...no, not really." Lincoln replied feeling awkward.
"Don't worry, me neither. Just do what feels right."
"Ok, but a bit of a warning. I'm mostly going off what I've seen on pornsites." Lincoln said sheepishly.
"Who in our age group hasn't seen porn?"
Lincoln dropped the panties before Ronnie grabbed his face and pressed her lips to his, catching him briefly off guard. It felt like he was suddenly struck by lightning as his whole body tensed up. Her lips were soft as his body froze up and began heating up even faster. His arms seemed to move on their own before his hands met the small of her waist.
She shivered and wrapped her arms around his neck in response. His arms trailed down slowly to her backside before he squeezed her glutes. "Ooh!" she jumped, making him stop.
"Was that too hard?"
"No, it's just not everyday someone feels up my ass."
"Should I stop?" Lincoln asked.
"Do you want to?"
"No way." Lincoln said groping her backside a little harder
"That's more like it big boy~" She said pressing her body against his. She felt his dick growing hard against her leg, making her body heat up. She bit her lip slightly excited at the aspect of what was to come.
Lincoln himself had an idea and started to lick around her neck, making her shiver. Feeling he was on the right track he repeated the action again and again.
Each lick made her gasp and even let out squeeks. Her legs grew weak and became harder to stand.
Lincoln took her to the bed and sat her down before kissing a particularly sensitive spot on her neck.
"EEEP!" Ronnie Anne let out arching her back slightly. 'Did I just go eep?'
Lincoln looked at her as she turned bright red. "Wow, that was cute."
"Shut up!" Ronnie Anne blurts in embarrassment.
"But it's the truth." He said kissing her neck again.
"D-Don't say that!' Ronnie Anne whined before letting out a moan.
Lincoln grinned and started to knead her rear while sucking on the spot at the same time.
"Ahh! Lincoln!" she moaned out loud, holding him tighter against her body.
He pushed her back to have her lay on the bed then started kissing her further down. She gasped and moaned with each kiss, her body tingling. He went further and further until he came to her breasts. Sticking his tongue out, he gave one of her nipples a slow lick.
Ronnie Anne let out a squeak as her body shook. She reached down in response, grabbing his dick.
"Oh!" He let out in surprise. "Well someone's eager."
"I'm just making things even." Ronnie Anne replied, stroking his shaft.
"You wanna tease me? Well two can play this game."
Lincoln moaned, feeling her soft hands on his manhood.
Ronnie smirked as she moved her hand up and down it, feeling it grow harder in her grip. "Tell me, how many times do you jerk off?"
"Hardly ever, given that my royal status always keeps me busy." he answered. "That, and having so many girls in the family makes it hard for private moments."
"You poor thing." she cooed before rubbing it faster, making him groan harder. "Relax and let me take care of that." Suddenly she flipped them over so Lincoln was on his back. She licked her lips and moved down, using her other hand to rub his balls as her rubbing went faster.
"R-Ronnie-"
"Shhh, just relax." she shushed as he groaned, her hands getting his dick harder and harder to the point she swore she saw it seemingly get bigger. Once she was sure he was at full mast she moved down until his cock was right in front of her face. Sticking her tongue out, she brushed it against the underside, making him jump and hiss.
"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say you saw a little porn yourself, right?"
"What gave it away?"
"You're not flinching or hesitating to lick my penis." Lincoln remarked.
"Fair enough." Ronnie Anne then opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the tip.
Lincoln bit his lip as she started to lick across the tip, keeping her mouth still and unmoving, each lick making him breathless and grip the sheets harder. 'Holy cow she's good.'
'Ok Ronnie Anne, you got this. Just remember not to gag when you slide it in deeper.' She braced herself before going down on cock.
"WOAH!" Lincoln blurted. This was definitely a new experience for him, one he hoped to repeat in the future. "R-Ronnie Anne!" He moaned out putting a hand on her head. "Y-You know what you're doing!" he said as she circled his tip with her tongue. 'Keep it together Lincoln, don't go off too fast!' Lincoln tilted his head back as he felt the pleasurable sensation coursing through him. "Ronnie Anne!"
She pulled back and looked up at him. "I think that's enough of that."
Lincoln panted, his dick raging hard and ready to go. "Fuck... That was intense."
"You're telling me." muttered the woman before she smiled up at him. "Hope you plan on returning the favor."
He looked at her as she leaned back on the bed, legs spread out showing off her moist folds.
"It's only fair, right?"
"Oh big time." he nodded, mesmerized by the sight of the folds. He moved over and put his hands on her thighs. Giving them a squeeze, he leaned down and licked his lips before sticking his tongue out and brushed it against them, making her jump.
"Ahh!" she let out, the tongue licking up and down the slit.
This was new territory for Lincoln but judging by her reaction he was doing well so far. He tried licking it like it was a popsicle, getting a louder gasp as a result. When his tongue made contact with her clit Ronnie Anne let out a shriek and bucked her hips. She covered her mouth while Lincoln chuckled.
"Aww did I find your weak spot?" He asked before flicking the spot again.
"YAH!" she let out higher with a squeak. "Fuck."
"Oh yeah, this is gonna be fun." he grinned before he lapped at the spot again and again, making her squirm on the spot.
"AH! HAH! OH GOD! OH MY GOD!" Every instinct was telling her to escape the onslaught of overstimulation yet he was holding her in place.
'Something tells me she's enjoying this.' he thought with a chuckle. After recalling something he saw in a porno once he took one hand and inserted two fingers into her cunt.
"OH FUCKING HELL!" Ronnie Anne squealed, throwing back her head.
"Does someone want more?" he teased. "Or does the little princess need a minute?"
"S-Shut up and keep going!" she let out, feeling too good to want it to stop. 'Note to self, deck him later for calling me princess.'
Lincoln resumed licking the sensitive spot as he moved his fingers in and out deeper, making her squirm more with him trying to keep her still with his free hand.
"Oh! Oh yeah! Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" she cried, squeezing the sheets tighter with her mind going blank.
Feeling her walls tightening around his fingers Lincoln pulled away. Ronnie Anne gasped for breath, looking at the boy who licked his lips ever slowly. "Never would have guessed you were so sensitive." he teased as she glared at him. "It's-"
"Don't say it." She blurted and pointed at him.
He gave a smug grin and leaned in a little. "Cute."
Ronnie Anne groaned in annoyance and covered her eyes with her arm. "I hate you."
"No you don't." Lincoln said laying next to her. "So, ready to really make this official?"
"Let me catch my breath first." she panted, wiping sweat from her forehead as Lincoln's dick throbbed without any sign of growing soft. "Jesus Christ, if you're new to this I'm scared of how good you'll be when you get experience."
"Scared or excited?"
"...Shut up." She said with her cheek turning red making Lincoln laugh.
"How about I let you ride me then? Or are you too scared?"
"Okay now you're just pushing it." She huffed sitting up before moving to straddle him. "But yes, I'll ride."
Lincoln groaned as she felt her rubbing her pussy against his shaft.
'Ok, just take it easy and don't try to take it all in one go.' Ronnie Anne thought, taking deep breaths. "Just give me a sec."
Lincoln reached up and gently placed his hands on her hips. "You take all the time you need."
She took a deep breath, rubbing her slit across the tip and inwardly counted down before lowering herself down. "Nyah! Uuh! Ah!" she let out, the tip stretching her open the more she slid down. "Nnnngh. AHHHHH!" she cried, his dick halfway inside.
"Oh God!" Lincoln groaned, trying to keep from thrusting up given how snug and tight her pussy was squeezing him. "Not exactly like a glove but at least it fits."
"I broke my hymen when I was...experimenting." Ronnie Anne stated. "Hurt like a bitch."
"How does the real thing feel?" Lincoln asked rubbing her sides to help ease the pain.
"A lot warmer, that's for sure." She replied with a grunt. She slowly pulled her hips up and dropped down, taking in more and letting out a moan. "Fuck!"
Lincoln held her sides and bit his lip. The insides were squeezing him with each inch sliding in. 'Holy cow this it's amazing. I can even feel her heartbeat."
Ronnie Anne slid down until it felt like she had the whole thing inside, feeling like she was trying to stuff a branch inside. "Oh god! Tell me that was all of it."
"If I did, I'd be lying." Lincoln replied before moving his hand over her taut stomach.
Ronnie Anne took a deep breath before sliding up the dick with a groan, then slid back down with a grunt, beginning to rock her hips slowly.
"Don't push yourself."
"I'm...not." Ronnie Anne let out. "I can...take it!" she let out, moving her hips a little faster, both her and Lincoln groaning together.
As she moved, both stayed completely silent and little by little the pain turned to pleasure.
She bit her lip, trying to keep any squeaks from slipping out. 'So big...so good.'
Lincoln reached out to her ass, squeezing it and making her let out a loud moan on accident.
"Fuck!" She cursed herself.
Lincoln grinned and tried thrusting upwards the same time he squeezed, making her gasp and shiver. "Are we having fun yet?"
"Smart-ass." she mock frowned before she started to rock her hips up and down faster, moaning out loud with Lincoln grunted as he tried to match her.
Lincoln looked to her chest and found himself hypnotized by the rhythmic bouncing of her mammaries. He got a crazy idea and sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist before he latched onto a nipple before he started to suck on it without stopping.
Ronnie Anne gasped in surprise feeling his tongue circle her areolas while his hands caressed her body. She wrapped her arms around his head, keeping him in place as she bounced even faster. "Ohh! Yes! Work that tongue!"
Lincoln suckled on the nub, his dick getting in deeper with her insides stretching open wider.
"Ahhh! Yesss! Fuck me!" she cried, feeling his teeth started nibbling on her nipple as he reached down to grip and knead her butt as he bounced her on his dick.
"Nngh! Ronnie! I can't-"
"Hold it in!" She barked, moving her hips faster. "Just don't stop!"
Lincoln used all his mental fortitude to hold it back but he was in a losing battle. Suddenly he used all his strength to roll so Ronnie Anne was on her back and pulled out. He let out a cry as his dick twitched before it started gushing out all over onto her face and chest. He tried to catch his breath before sheepishly looking down at Ronnie Anne.
Said girl looked up at him with crossed arms and an unamused expression. "Seriously?"
"Uh...sorry." Lincoln replied. "I wasn't sure if it was a safe day. For you I mean."
Ronnie Anne dropped her frown while wiping some of the sperm from her face. "Well, you're not wrong, but even if it was, you'd still probably knock me up with a load this big."
"Again, really sorry."
"Don't worry, nothing a good shower can't take care of." Ronnie Anne said leaving the bed.
He watched her before getting a sneaky idea.
Ronnie Anne stepped in the shower and turned on the water. She was about to grab the soap, but saw another hand grab it, turning her head with surprise as she saw Lincoln right behind her.
"Room for one more?" he grinned, pulling her against his body while she felt his dick pressed against her ass. "I figured since you didn't get your happy ending I should at least make it up to you."
"Wait, w-AH!" she gasped as he gave her chest a rub while lathering up the soap and bringing it across her stomach.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He teased.
Ronnie Anne gasped, wanting to stop him, but her body was too sensitive to have the strength.
"Let me make it up to you." He whispered in her ear softly. His hands lathered the soap around her side, making her moan before bringing it around her back.
"Alright, fine. Clean up your mess." she conceded before jolting when he scrubbed her butt.
"With pleasure."
With that, he held her close and scrubbed all over the areas she was sticky, with his dick rubbing against her at the same time. Occasionally he brushed against her sensitive areas just to get a reaction. With each touch making her shudder and moan more and more. He moved his free down her stomach, inching ever closer to her flower.
"D-Don't get any ideas!"
"Oh I would never." he shook his head with an innocent smile. "I just want to be thorough."
Before she could open her mouth, his hand reached her pussy and started playing with her clit, making her scream in pleasure. Again she felt her body overcome with pleasure.
"Like right here."
"You son of a- Ahhhh fuck!" she cried out as soon as he grabbed and pinched her clit.
"This is the dirtiest area of all." he chuckled while sliding a finger inside without letting go of the nub.
"Holy shit!" she cried, gritting her teeth as her body tingles all over. "I-I'm gonna!"
Lincoln moved his fingers faster until finally...
"AHHHHHHH!"
The dam finally burst and her whole body tensed up as he hit her release. She screamed like a banshee with her juices gushing all over the floor, which was washed away by the shower.
"Wow...you're a squirter." he teased as she leaned against him for support as her legs were ready to give out.
"I swear... I'm gonna... Get you."
"I could leave you in the shower and let you take it from here if you prefer." he joked. "Or I could stay in here until you catch your breath so we can go again."
"...just keep me...from landing...on my ass." Ronnie Anne Replied.
"How about a bath?" Lincoln said switching the flow of water to the faucet and sat down with her in his lap.
"Sounds awesome..." Ronnie Anne replied letting out a relaxed sigh.
Both of them simply let the water keep them warm, relaxing and letting their bodies unwind.
"Mind if I ask you something Ronnie Anne?"
"Shoot."
"Once you get enough money, where do you plan to go?"
"I...I really don't know." she shook her head. "I just thought I'd go down the road and see where I ended up."
"That's kinda sad. As for me, I plan to do some traveling. I love my family and all but I need my space." He laid his chin on top of her head. "A crossroads sort of one. Just see the sights, meet some people, and see where I end up."
"Lucky you." Ronnie Anne replied dryly.
"But... just because I need space from my sisters doesn't mean there isn't room for one more on my travels." he smiled while hugging her closer. "If you don't have any places in mind, why don't we go and travel together?"
She looked back at him, dumbfounded. "You...You're not messing with me, right?"
"Not at all. Come with me and I'll take you all over the world. Japan, Italy, even Paris." He listed with Ronnie Anne looking at the water as she let the offer sink in. "If you don't want to, I can arrange to help you get back to your family. I know you must miss them."
"Well...I'm not in a huge rush to see them right away." Ronnie Anne replied "I mean, if you wouldn't be bothered by someone coming with..."
"Of course not." Lincoln said, holding her closer.
"Then you got a deal, but that means you better not try and leave me with the bill if you get tired of me, or I WILL find you." she warned, making him chuckle.
"Believe me, I'm not gonna do what that asshole did, promise." Lincoln assured. "Plus think of all the fun we can have. Frenching in Paris, doing the Indian rope trick in India, the splitting bamboo in china-"
"If this is an excuse just to get freaky all over the world, I'm gonna slug you."
"You didn't let me finish." Lincoln said. "At the end I want to introduce you to my family."
She looked at him in surprise while feeling her face heat up. "Wait, for real?"
"Yeah, they're all going to love you."
"Well...let's just wait and see first, bucko. I'm not suddenly gonna say we're getting hitched." Ronnie Anne replied with a blush.
"Wow, neither was I, but I guess someone had wedding bells in mind." he joked.
"Are we just going to sweet talk or are we going to fuck?" Ronnie Anne questioned pulling herself free.
"Oh big time."
"Good." She then stood up, leaned forward and put her hands against the wall. "And this time, get rough with me." She added with a husky tone.
Lincoln got up with a devious grin and grasped her hips. "Alright, but you asked for it." He lined himself up and gave a hard thrust.
Ronnie Anne cried out while gritting her teeth as her pussy got stretched back open before Lincoln pulled back and started to slam back and forth without giving her a moment to catch her breath.
"God damn your pussy is fantastic." He said taking a hand and gave a half hearted slap to her ass to test the waters.
"Ah! Fuck!" She blurted with a jolt.
"You like that?" He said, slapping her backside again, making her squirm. "You have a kink to getting your tight butt slapped?" Lincoln remarked using both hands to slap her ass and squeeze her glutes
"Ahh! Damn it! Yess!"
Lincoln grunted as he hammered her cunt. The mix of the water and her natural juices made her nice and slick.
With her pussy staying nice and tight, it was getting more riled up than ever. Her mind was swimming and her legs felt like they were becoming jelly. Each thrust was making her pussy burn so hot it felt like a sauna.
Lincoln's thrusts started to become erratic, so much so that he would pull out entirely by mistake and realign himself with her pussy Each time though, Ronnie Anne didn't stop the pleasure that slammed into her as a result.
"Hurry up and fuck me! Slam my pussy! Harder! Faster! Make me your slut!" Ronnie Anne hollered.
Lincoln let out an almost animalistic growl before grabbing her wrists, pulled them to her sides, and on every thrust he'd pull her back into it. "I'll do one better and make you my bitch! I'll give you every inch until you're addicted to my cum!"
Ronnie Anne's eyes rolled back as her brain overloaded from the stimulation. It kept hitting a sweet spot inside, making her body go wild and tighter. Ronnie Anne was so lost in rapture she was no longer able to form so much as a single sentence.
Lincoln gritted his teeth, his balls expanding as he felt his next load. "RONNIE ANNE!" He slammed inside one more time before flooding her insides.
"Aaaaiiiiieeeee!" She screamed, the hot load pushing her over the edge as she hit her orgasm.
It wasn't until Lincoln completely drained that his muscles relaxed. Both of them breathed heavily, dazed and exhausted as he pulled out of her, his sperm slowly oozing out.
Ronnie Anne leaned against the wall for support until the haze cleared from her head. She felt like she was in a dream with how everywhere her mind was. "Holy shit." She let out.
"I...I could get use...to this." Lincoln spoke.
After they took some time to get cleaned up, they dragged themselves back to the bed and collapsed on top.
"So, tell me again about the places you're going to visit."
"Why?"
"I wanna know if they have any sex positions named after them so I know what I'm in for."
"Well I did happen to make a list, mostly because I thought they had some neat sites to see."
"Perfect." Ronnie Anne said with a smile.
(Later)
Donnie and Trixie returned with the ladder crying into her hands.
"Oh calm down Trix. It's not the end of the world." Donnie said leaving the car. "It just means that you gotta work even more to make ends meet." He added walking towards the diner before Trixie cried even harder. Donnie walked up to the door and saw the open/closed sign had been turned to closed. "What the-" after unlocking the door he walked in and saw that there was no one inside. "Ronnie Anne!? He called out looking around until his gaze landed on the order wheel. On it was a ticket with a message:
'I quit, love Ronnie Anne.'
Normally this would make any employer angry, yet Donnie smiled at the message. "Good for her."
With said girl, she was letting out a loud scream out the window, feeling free as a bird as Lincoln zoomed them down the road. "WOOHOO!"
"Are you gonna stick your tongue out now?" he joked.
"Oh shut up and let me have this." she smiled with her looking up at the sky with the clouds zooming past. "I'm just amazed it's finally happened. Feels like forever since I was anywhere else."
"Well we're gonna have to stop somewhere for the night and meet up with my friend Clyde tomorrow, now we can get separate rooms or I can stop and get some condoms so we can share. What do you think?"
"Does your friend like to mess with someone?"
"He's into older girls. Like my oldest sister. Every time she spoke to him he'd get a nosebleed and pass right out."
"That's creepy."
"It's even creepier seeing it than describing it." he grimaced. "But he's a good guy, so I wouldn't worry about him peeping, unless you make too much noise." he joked. This earned him a light punch from Ronnie Anne.
"Lame-o" she rolled her eyes with a smile as she sat back in the seat and stared out ahead. "Just try not to put a bun in the oven, the last thing I need is telling my family I met a guy and got knocked up before even dating him."
"Well we can fix that. I'm not some nymphomaniac, I've got class."
"Yeah no shit." She rolled her eyes while putting her hands behind her head as she wondered what the world had in store for them.