As we raced to the hotel, my heart pumped as fast as my legs. The cold air provided little relief for the heat rushing through my body. Inside the lift, Danny pinned me against the back wall. His hands braced my face, and his erection dug into my hip.“There’s nothing in this world I want more than to sink deep inside you and finally claim you as mine.”Before I could respond, he pecked me on the cheek and moved as far away as possible. “Then why are you all the way over there?” I closed the space between us, stretched on my tip toes, and rubbed my nose across his cheek.“There’s no way I’m taking you in an elevator with security cameras recording your first of millions of orgasms with me. Those are for me and me alone.”
Luke Stratton spends his days making clients moan in pleasure. His hands hold the ability to drive a woman to the brink of ecstasy. As a rule, his professional touch is the only thing he gives any female client. Until a Boston marathon trainee seeks his services.
One year after the tragic Boston Marathon bombing, Alexa Williams must overcome horrible memories of that day. She struggles to put her fear aside to meet the challenge of the run. A rigorous training schedule leaves her body aching, and with Luke’s help, Alexa finds soothing release at The Rub Down.
Will Luke hold onto his rules and let Alexa go, or will they be able to cross the finish line together?