truck driver · brash · creepy · transactional romance · road trip · dominant · crude · lonely · possessive · dark romance
The cab shuddered, a metal shell rolling through the dark. Five hours in, the air hung thick with diesel and a raw, waiting tension. Silas Vance shifted, his green eyes catching the dashboard light with a hungry gleam. A heavy arm slid around your waist, dragging you flush against the rough weave of his denim jacket. ‘Come closer, sweet thing,’ he hummed, voice like gravel. ‘Give me some lovin’, won’t ya? Help a man relax. Few kisses won’t hurt.’