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to push past any limit of not being able to return. She probably needed some time before that.
    I held her for a while before she half jokingly complained that her hair was going to get all fucked up unless I let her go dry it. I left her alone to get ready and headed out to the garage to check on the truck. We had planned on driving to the coast and staying at a little bed and breakfast overnight. It was Lil's prom weekend and I wanted to take her someplace special. I had to have her back in time for graduation on Monday, so the choices were somewhat limited to driving distance. Tiny was being taken care of by my ma, Butch was still behind bars for another couple of weeks and Lil's hadn't spoken to her own mom since Tiny was shot. This was a perfect weekend to get away.
    I was secretly relieved that Marie, Lil's mom was out of the picture for a while. The woman did nothing but bitch and moan and try to fill her daughter's head with poison. Tiny and I were thirteen when his folks split and let's just say it's been no walk in the park for anybody. It came down hardest on Lil's I think... and after almost everybody else had written Marie off, Lil's kept going back for more where she was concerned. She kept hoping that eventually it would be different and her mom would change.
    The truck was packed up, cooler stocked and all gassed to go. I would have much rather have taken the bike but there was no way we would have room for everything.
    Lil's opened the garage door and called out, “Do we need anything else before I lock up, baby?”
    I yelled out in mock frustration. “Lil's... there's no way we need this much shit... just get your cute ass out here and let's go already.”
    Lil's huffed and slammed the door shut behind her carrying another small bag. Damn. She looked smoking hot today. She was wearing the shortest little pair of blue shorts and a white flowing sheer shirt that showed off her bikini top underneath. Her perfect little legs were tanned and every curve and muscle was on display. Fuck. There goes my dick again.
    We climbed in the cab and backed out of the garage, hitting the door remote to close after us. Lil's settled in, threw her shades on and immediately reached for the radio. I blocked her jokingly before she could hit a button.
    “Not so fast there, baby girl.... What are you putting on?” I asked her accusingly. Lil's and I had very different tastes in music and there was no way in hell was I gonna let her subject me to her girlie crap for the next two hours.
    She looked up at me and batted her eyelashes. She knew what she was doing. “Baby... I made this mix special for the trip.... please?” She moistened her lips and pursed them together plumping them up.
    I growled. Great. She knows I can't say no to her when she begs. “Fine.. but you owe me.” I let go of her hand and gave up. Within seconds her phone was wired up and her music was blasting through the speakers. God damned. I would lose all respect if someone caught us heading out of town with Lady Antebellum blasting. I had a rep to protect.
    The trip was moving along and Lil's had settled back resting her legs propping them on the dashboard. She abandoned her flip flops and her little painted toes were wiggling along to the music. God damn, I loved those legs. They were soft and strong and fit perfectly around my shoulders as I feasted on my girl, stroking her outer thighs as they quivered when I was finished and done making her explode.
    I squirmed in my seat. Fuck. I can't keep thinking of this shit. We had about forty-five minutes of driving left and I would have a full-blown hard on in less than two if I didn't snap out of it. Lil's looked up from her reclined seat.
    “You OK, baby? You need to get out and stretch? It's not too early, we could get out and have lunch... take a break from driving for a bit?”
    Perfect. I needed to walk this shit off. I knew these roads pretty well from making runs for the club and remembered a little