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Authors: Jessie Evans

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“This is so much better than good,” she
says, words ending in a gasp as I begin to circle my hand, grinding
my palm into her clit seconds before my fingers thrust inside her,
circling again and again, until she throws back her head, arches
her spine, and comes with a cry that is wild and sweet and so
perfect I wish I could add it to my favorite playlist and listen to
it on endless repeat.

It is perfect, she is perfect, so perfect I
don’t even notice the police sirens until the patrol car goes
rushing past, wailing like a hungry baby.

“Shit,” Caitlin says, laughing as she tugs
at my wrist. “The police just drove by!”

“The key words being ‘drove by.’” I tease my
fingers in and out of her one last time before reluctantly giving
in to her tugging, and withdrawing my hand from her drenched
panties. “They probably didn’t even see the car. The shadows are
dark.”

“What if they had seen us?” Caitlin asks, a
challenge in her voice. “What would you have done?”

“Pretended to hold you hostage,” I say,
hooking my arm around her neck and pulling her close. “Convinced
them you were an unwilling victim before turning myself in.”

She narrows her eyes. “You’re full of
it.”

“I’m not,” I say, before I grin. “At least
not about that.”

She opens her mouth to say something, but I
kiss her before the words can form.

I kiss her with all my hunger for more of
her, kiss her with a thoroughness that promises this is a
beginning, not an end. I kiss her with the truth of how much I want
her, how much she fascinates me, at the front of my mind, hoping
that truth will be enough to make up for the lies I’ve told.

The lies I’ll continue to tell, until the
day I tell her goodbye.

 

****

 

Read the next installment in Gabe and
Caitlin’s continuing story in THIS WICKED RUSH, a dark, edgy, sexy,
new adult novel available in April.

 

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More sexy, contemporary romances by Jessie
Evans:

 

Always a Bridesmaid Series

BETTING ON YOU (Always a Bridesmaid Book
One)

KEEPING YOU (Always a Bridesmaid Book
Two)

WILD FOR YOU (Always a Bridesmaid Book
Three)

CATCHING YOU (Always a Bridesmaid Four-Short
Story)

TAKING YOU (Always a Bridesmaid
Five-Novella/Short Novel)

 

Fire and Icing Series

MELT WITH YOU (Fire and Icing Book One)

HOT FOR YOU (Fire and Icing Book Two)

SWEET TO YOU (Fire and Icing Book Three)

PERFECT FOR YOU (Fire and Icing Book
Four-Short Story)

SAVING YOU (Fire and Icing Book
Five-Novella/Short Novel)

 

Wild Rush (New Adult) Series

ONE WILD NIGHT (Wild Rush Prequel)

THIS WICKED RUSH (Wild Rush Book One)

ONE PERFECT LOVE (Wild Rush Book Two)

 

Cupid Island Novellas (Short Novels)

AUDITIONING YOU (Cupid Island Christmas)

DARING YOU (Cupid Island Weddings)

 

This Wicked Rush

(Wild Rush Book One)

By Jessie Evans

 

(Available April 2014)

 

Caitlin

 

As I maneuver the ancient family van through
downtown Giffney, the thought of pulling another job with Gabe
dangles in my thoughts like forbidden fruit, so sweet and juicy I
don’t see how I’m going to resist taking a bite. I’m hungry for it,
starving, so ready for a taste of that easier life it promises I
can practically feel it exploding on my tongue.

And then I see
him
, Gorgeous Gabe,
leaning against the weathered bricks of Harry’s Diner, looking so
damned good in wrinkled black jeans and a whisper-thin gray tee
shirt it should be illegal, with his full lips drawn into a grin
that promises the best kind of trouble, and something breaks inside
me.

Inside, I’m already falling, tumbling into
the waiting arms of temptation with a sigh of pleasure, standing on
tiptoe to claim his lips and taste his wicked taste and tell him
how much I’ve missed the way his eyes light up when he’s thinking
naughty things about me.

My outsides, however, are a different
story.

On the outside, I am calm, cool, collected,
and not the least bit interested in what Gabe has to offer. As long
as I can hold that facade together, I’ll be all right.

“Keep telling yourself that,” I mutter as I
slam the door to the van shut behind me and start across the
street.

Gabe’s eyes drift up and down, taking in my
uniform with obvious amusement. “Nice dress.”

“What do you want?” I ask in a flat tone,
crossing my arms beneath my breasts only to uncross them a second
later when I remember how low cut the stupid ruffled collar is. “I
only have a second, or I’ll be late for work.”

Gabe’s smile doesn’t falter. “I’ve missed
you, too, sweetheart.”

“I’m not your sweetheart,” I say, but I can
feel the blush spreading across my cheeks.

A part of me would like to be his
sweetheart, to be Gabe’s girl, and, more importantly, his partner
in crime.

“But you could be. I’d buy it.” He pushes
away from the wall, closing the distance between us, not stopping
until he’s so close I can smell his soap and trouble smell, the one
that makes my mouth water and my skin feel too small. “What do you
say? Up for another job? This one needs a feminine touch.”

I shake my head as I back away, my pulse
leaping at my throat. “No,” I say, even as my heart screams
yes
and my fingertips begin to tingle, remembering the rush
of plucking a thousand dollars in jewelry from the pawnshop’s glass
case.

“You don’t mean that.” He falls in beside me
as I start toward the diner’s front door. “Come on, Caitlin. Come
play with me.”

Play.
That’s all this is to him, some
stupid game to help pass the time this summer while he’s home from
college and working part time at his dad’s law firm. Gabe’s dad is
a successful lawyer, his mom is a high-priced interior decorator,
and his grandmother is descended from the town founders, and richer
than god. Gabe told me he could buy and sell my entire family at
least twice, and I believe him. He isn’t desperate the way I am;
he’s simply bored.

I can’t remember the last time I was bored.
I’m too exhausted and overworked and stressed out to be bored.
Boredom sounds like fucking heaven to me, and the fact that the boy
breezing into the coffee shop beside me doesn’t realize how lucky
he is to have the luxury of boredom pisses me off, and gives me the
strength to turn to him and say—

“I’m not your toy, and I don’t have time to
play.” I lower my voice, not wanting my boss, Harry’s, wife,
Gretchen, to hear me sassing a customer. “So leave. Now. And don’t
bother me at work again.”

I spin on my heel and flee through the long,
narrow aisle of the restaurant, shoving through the swinging doors
leading to the kitchen and the tiny staff break room without a
backwards glance. But I can feel Gabe watching me, the weight of
his gaze making me feel heavier and lighter at the same time,
making my blood rush and my stomach drop and my traitorous feet
want to reverse course and rush back to his side.

I’m not finished with Gabe; deep down, I
know that.

But sometimes success is simply a matter of
putting off disaster for one moment and then another and another,
keeping the balls in the air for as long as possible before they
all come crashing down.

 

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