There is a long road in everyone’s journey in life.
For some people, it’s a way to get from one place to another.
For others, it’s a search for one’s purpose in existence.
For me, the road was where I could find peace.
When everything in my life had shattered, I turned to the road.
And that’s where I met him.
A beautiful truck driver, and my salvation.
One month on the road together is the deal, and when it’s over, I will have hopefully figured out what I’m going to do about my torn reality.
But sometimes the road can change everything.
One Month. One Truck. One Long Drive.
Our hero Killian is definitely the strong silent type. Of course that only made Livia, and me, want to dig in and find out more about him. I honestly don’t know much about trucking life but I understood why Killian enjoyed being on the road, how it was a form of escape for him. I absolutely fell for this hard man with a soft center. Killian is definitely book boyfriend material in my eyes.
Livia was a totally different heroine than what I was expecting, to be honest. She’s got her own baggage (who doesn’t, really?) but I found myself blinking away tears more than once. I appreciated going on her journey to find her happiness with her.
These two characters together were just special for me. They worked together really well. It was somewhat of a slow burn read wise, but not time wise (they were on a month long road trip) and it wasn’t instant love. Heat, sure. They just worked well for me.
This book just was a hit for me. I enjoyed the incorporation of music into the story, it kind of gave me a playlist to follow along with. I would definitely recommend this book.
Amazon – http://amzn.to/2hxSCwT
Barnes & Noble – http://bit.ly/2j2z8hG
Kobo – http://bit.ly/2iTWsRo
iBooks – http://apple.co/1LBxP5O
My nose ran along his cheekbone, and my hips started swaying slowly against him. He understood that as my agreement. From that moment, neither of us disconnected from the other. His hands were on me, and mine were running over his chest, feeling him, feeling every flex of his muscles from my touch. Even as the song changed to something different, we danced as if our theme song was still going on. His erection was pressed against my abdomen, and I felt the need to do something about it.
Never had I felt so strongly about a man’s desire. I moved against him, and pulled him closer than we were before. I needed to be plastered to this man. He must have felt the same way, because his fingers splayed against my ass, and pulled me hard against his cock. A gasp fled my lips.
It was that gasp that did him in; his hand cupped behind my neck and his lips crushed against mine.
My knees immediately felt weak, but he was quick to catch me, holding my body to his with his strong arm around my waist. Wasting no time, our tongues met and explored each other’s mouths. His kiss lit a fire in me that I would gladly burn to ashes in, just for a taste of more. Soft lips, but demanding in their pursuit to electrify my soul. I held onto him so tightly, I feared for ripping his shirt. Not a horrible crime to commit against humanity. When his hips moved his cock against me, I was on my way to a complete unraveling.
“Killian.” His name was a prayer on my lips, a prayer to soothe the ache that had been created.
“Say my name one more time, and I’ll crush your perfect fucking body against the wall behind us, and dry fuck you until everyone on the strip knows my name.”
“Oh, God.” My head rolled back as his lips moved over my neck, pressing hot kisses against my skin like the ones I had imagined in the shower the day before.
“God won’t want any part of the things I would do to you Livia.” I believe it. Killian would handle me in ways that only a sinner would be begging for.