Jessie Ciottie has been in protective custody for almost a year. She’s due to give testimony in a few days but suddenly, her location is found. She goes on the run, determined to testify but when men come hunting for her at the train station, it’s a petty thief that hides her.
The electricity is instant between Jessie and Ethan, and he promises to get her to the courthouse on time. But the path between her and safety is dangerous, and Ethan is the only thing that stands between her and a bullet.
Man, she’d been without human contact for way too long!
He was getting his breath back. That horrible gasping he’d been doing was starting to ease up. She knew she only had a moment before he was back on his feet. She leaned over, careful not to restrict his airway too much and licked his mouth. She ran her tongue over the full curve of his bottom lip before sucking it into hers. Surprisingly, for a man hiding in train tunnels, he tasted of mint and licorice, two of her favorite things.
She must have lost her damn mind because she took it further. In some far distant corner of her brain she knew she was taking advantage of him but something seemed to possess her. She kissed the corner of his mouth, over his cheek, until she reached his earlobe. She took the small flesh between her teeth and sucked, tracing the curve of his ear with her tongue. She leaned over his body and rubbed her softer parts all over his harder parts.
She was a woman possessed. A year without contact of another soul, except for her handlers which didn’t count, made her go a little crazy. It wasn’t until he moaned, and she felt the hard bulge beneath the fly on his jeans, that sanity snapped back to her.
What had she just done?
Practically raped this…this…petty thief!
“Oh god!” she cried and in a flash tore her body off his. She scooped up the flashlight and ran back the way she came, ignoring the throbbing ache between her thighs.