Carefully, I tighten my arm around her waist and roll her over so her back is to me. Her hair spills across the pillow. I nuzzle in close behind her, my mouth brushing the shell of her ear.
“You awake?” I murmur.
A sleepy hum. “Mmm. Maybe.”
“You good?”
She nods, then lets out a low, satisfied sigh. “More than good.”
We lie like that for a moment, my hand lazily tracing the dip of her waist. Her skin’s still warm from sleep and sex and all the things in between. My cock stirs again just from touching her, but I don’t press it—yet.
“Is this really the back of a truck?” she whispers. “Or did I dream this whole thing?”
“You’re not dreaming.” I chuckle. “Need me to pinch you?”
“Well damn. This is the nicest damn truck I’ve ever been in. And no thank you.”
“Custom build. My buddy helped me get it done.”
She lets out a soft laugh. “I’ve now a fully tricked-out semi truck. I’m really branching out. I’m becoming a different girl.”
I lean in, pressing a kiss to the curve of her shoulder. “You are. You’remygirl tonight.”
She goes quiet at that. For just a second.
“So…do truck drivers always look like Greek gods?”
“Only the undercover ones,” I tease, lips brushing her shoulder again.
Another pause.
“Can I ask you something personal?” she says.
“Anything.”
“Seriously. How the hell are you so muscular when you’re on the road all the time? Like…do you bench press tires at rest stops or something?”
I laugh. “Close. I carry my own weights. Keep a pull-up bar mounted in the cab. And I do a lot of pushups when I’m killing time waiting on cargo.”
She turns her head just enough to peer back at me, only barely. “Show-off.”
“You asked.”
A beat passes, then her voice drops—lower, silkier.
“So…”
I grin, sensing the shift. “So?”
“If I said…just do me from behind…right now…”
My cock stiffens immediately. “You mean like a true depraved truck stop fantasy?”
“I mean…it’d be rude not to put all this space to use.” Her voice is teasing, breathy. “And I did tell my friend I might be limping tomorrow…”
I groan. “Jesus, woman.”
She giggles, wiggling her hips against me. “Come on. One more for the road?”
