Crazy Tales from the Truck

I woke up feeling utterly exhausted. Dylan was already at the wheel, driving through the morning.

I stayed in the bunk, quietly watching the two men, but I found my eyes drifting toward Raul far more often today.

The truck was equipped with a tiny kitchenette, enough to make a few fresh dishes.

I started prepping breakfast, though my mind was miles away.

Suddenly, Raul crowded into the small space beside me. "Need a hand with that, Maia?"

The cabin was incredibly cramped. With a man of his size pressing in, I was practically pinned into the corner.

Whether it was intentional or not, his thigh brushed firmly against mine. The heat radiating through his pants made my head spin, and my focus slipped. The knife caught the tip of my finger.

"Maia, are you okay?"

Before I could react, Raul grabbed my hand and pulled my finger into his mouth. He sucked on it firmly, his tongue swirling around the small cut.

Terrified, I tried to pull away, but his grip was like iron.

I froze, glancing nervously at Dylan's back as he drove. The sheer tension made my legs go weak. I looked at Raul with pleading eyes, begging him to stop.

With a smirk, he leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "Later tonight, I'm going to get a real taste of you."

The words were barely a whisper, yet they hit me like a bolt of lightning. Even after he moved back to the passenger seat, I stood there in a daze. Strangely, I didn't feel disgusted by the harassment. Instead, I felt…

…

A while after dinner, Dylan mentioned he was getting drowsy and needed a nap. He told Raul to take over and asked me to sit in the passenger seat to keep him company so he wouldn't fall asleep.

I knew the drill, so I climbed up front and struck up a casual conversation.

Soon, Dylan's snores began to echo from the back.

We talked in low voices for a while, but then, to my surprise, Raul pulled the truck off the highway and brought it to a stop.

I looked at him, confused. "Are you…going to sleep too?"

He nodded with a smirk. "Yeah. Do you want to join me?"

These guys really didn't know when to stop with the jokes. I glared at him. "If you're tired, go lie down."

Then, I heard a click. He had reached over and unbuckled my seatbelt.

I looked up and met his gaze. It was searing, filled with an unmasked hunger, like a predator staring down a long-awaited meal, ready to devour every last bit.

My heart fluttered. Before I could say a word, he lunged toward me.

"Don't worry. I slipped Dylan something. He won't be waking up. Maia, just give in to me. I'm losing my mind wanting you."

Dylan's steady snoring filled the air. I couldn't believe it. Raul had actually drugged him just to sleep with me.

He moved with an overwhelming force, pinning my shoulders back. I was helpless as he pressed me hard against the window.

My mind went completely blank. All I could process was the sound of Dylan snoring and the sight of Raul looming over me.

My clothes were easily pushed aside. His hand moved lower, finding its mark. The sensation was electric. A jolt of pure pleasure that sent shivers raced through my blood.

With Dylan just inches away, every nerve in my body was stretched to the breaking point. I curled into myself, trying to shrink away.

"No… Not here…"

But Raul only moved faster. The wet, rhythmic sounds of his touch filled the small space, the pace becoming a blur. I couldn't hold back anymore. A wave of intense heat gathered from every corner of my body and suddenly crashed down.

My muscles went into a violent spasm, and my toes curled tight as a flood of release swept through every cell.

The sheer intensity of it brought tears to my eyes. I felt like I was on the verge of fainting.

My vulnerability only seemed to fuel Raul's fire. "Maia…"

He pushed my underwear aside and pulled open my lips with his rough hands.