See if she's all talk

You look down on the girl, watching her eyes sparkle as she starts sucking your dick again, hand gripping the base. Her lips smirk as she kisses down the length of your cock, bright pink lips pressing softly against your hard shaft.

You smirk back. She's not the first girl to refuse sex, but she's definitely the first to say she wasn't in it for the money. You're curious to see how true that is.

You mentally lean against the van's power and twist until you feel the influence affecting her stutter to a stop. It took you a few months to learn that trick, but after an awkwardly enthusiastic handjob from your sister once, you figured out how to work around the cause and effect of the Bus.

You still had to pay her, but now her willingness to have sex with you wouldn't change no matter how much money you paid her.

"I'd really like if you got on all fours and let me fuck you. I'll double what I offered before."

She moves back to top and covers your tip with her mouth while one of her eyebrows. She lowers her head, going down on you and pressing her tongue against your the bottom of your cock, tightening the hold her mouth has on you, before relaxing her tongue and swallowing your cock, holding it in her throat for a few seconds before pulling back with a pop.

"What part of 'I'm not doing this for the money' don't you get?"

Your smirk turns into a full on grin as you start laughing. You haven't had a permanent partner in a while, no one's ever interested you enough to make the effort to keep them around when you get to fuck a new girl every day. Not that you've never tried, but learning you can make any amount of money and drive any model of car just by fucking them makes girls crazy and controlling in ways you're not fond of.

This one might be different though. One more test, you think. Just in case.

"I'll pay you twenty grand, cash, if you let me put the tip in."

The amount makes her stop for a moment, and a contemplative look passes across her face for a moment.