~*SYNOPSIS*~
Everly Parker is about to graduate
from law school, always busy, and can’t stop rushing through life. Her late
grandmother left her a bucket list of meaningful, can’t-miss experiences, but
she hasn’t completed a single one. Then searing-hot Max Levin bursts into her
world. As a casting director for a porn production company, Max is loaded,
cocky, and all wrong for Everly. Still, she’s tempted enough to cross the first
item off her list: Go out with someone you’d never give the time of day.
Inheriting
a porn empire isn’t every guy’s dream (well, actually, it probably is), but Max
isn’t complaining. It’s just that until he meets Everly, he has no idea what
he’s been missing. As the pressure mounts to take over the family business, Max
can’t help wondering what would happen if he chose Everly instead. So far, his
life has been a wild ride, but only Everly promises the greatest rush of all:
love.
~*EXCERPT*~
A loud bang sounded to my right and
I turned my attention to the aisle, where a sweet- looking girl blew a heavy
breath out the side of her mouth. It caused her unkempt black hair to flutter
around her face. She bent, reaching to pick up the stack of books that had
fallen to the ground, giving a spectacular view of a tight, round bottom
covered in black fabric.
Who knew yoga pants were so damn
sexy? Hers were sloppily tucked into a pair of beige Uggs.
I scrambled from my seat and
crouched beside her, picking up one of her books and holding it out. “You
dropped something,” I said, my senses kicking up at the sweet scent surrounding
me.
She snorted, a cute little laugh,
and grabbed the book from my hand. “Sounds like something I would do.”
She finally looked up and her soft
blue eyes locked on mine. Her lips were plump and naked. She didn’t need
lipstick. They were the perfect shade of raspberry. Her pale skin was luminous
and it took all of my willpower not to lean in and scent her, running my nose
up her dainty neck. My cock twitched in my pants. An unexpected twitch. One I
hadn’t felt upon first sight of a woman in a long damn time.
Getting rid of that book so soon
might have been a bad idea. I needed it to cover the semi that had just popped
up in my pants.
I did a quick survey of her body,
which didn’t stand out, in yoga pants and a long-sleeved T-shirt. She was the
exact opposite of the women I saw on a daily basis. She was as plain as vanilla
ice cream, but something grabbed me—grabbed my cock, was more like it.
“I’m sorry to interrupt.” Her face
knitted with guilt as her eyes settled on something behind me.
“We’re on an interview,” Stella said
from the table.
This woman knew the escorts. Did
that mean she, too, was . . . A grinned curved up at the side of my mouth. Oh,
yeah, I could definitely see her making a lot of money playing the uptight
librarian fantasy.
“At my favorite café?”
“Public space, and all,” Jade said
with a shrug.
Smart girl. Just the kind of girl
White Lace wanted.
When the last book had been picked
up, the woman straightened, and I followed suit. She flipped her hair and when
her sea-blue eyes locked on mine, I suddenly felt like I’d just run the New
York Marathon. Winded, achy, but high on something I just couldn’t put my
finger on.
“Thank goodness.” She struggled to
gather the books against her chest. “I thought I
interrupted your dates.”
I struggled to lift my arm to help
her, but it was caught on something invisible. Sort of like my tongue, which
didn’t want to cooperate.
She shuffled away and placed her
books on a table three down from where we sat.
When she returned, she eyed me with
. . . disinterest.
“I’m Max Levin.” This time my arm
cooperated. “Are you an associate of these lovely
ladies?”
She brought her hand up to cover her
chest. “You think . . . Oh, no.” She laughed, a sweet little giggle that forced
a smile to my face. “I’m not a . . .” A blush fell across her cheeks.
Innocent. Unassuming. With a little
lip gloss, maybe . . . I shook off the thought. This girl wasn’t porn material.
But for the first time in years, I actually wanted to test the merchandise to
find out.
~*REVIEW BY ELYSSA*~
Fallers, do you ever make rash decisions, worry about regretting
them, but then end up realizing it was a totally awesome choice? I do
that a lot with books--I pick something based purely on morbid curiosity
and then there's a 50/50 shot I'll hate it. In this case, I took a
chance on Gina Gordon's Rush and... I loved it! I'm giving it five
leaves!
Bear with me here Fallers, because this
one's a doozy. Everly is a law student, just one semester away from
graduation... but it feels hollow. Her parents have always pushed her
and she's always done well, she's just not 100 percent sure it's the
path she wants to follow. She's sure it's just cold feet... until she
meets Max. Max, the heir apparent to White Lace Productions--a porn
empire. Like I said Fallers, stick with me here. Sex and porn do play a
role in this story--but they're the side story. The real story is how
Max and Everly have an awesome relationship and how they make each other
grow as people.
Plus, you know, the sex.
Anyway,
I can't give anything away (and you know I won't, because I don't do
spoilers), but just know that their relationship is awesome. It's what
you want every good relationship to be, and by the end of the story,
both finally realize that following their hearts is way better
(sometimes) than following their heads. This entire story was an
absolute delight and I'm so glad I took a chance on it. Both hero and
heroine were well-developed characters in their own right and, as
regular readers know I love, are very human--flawed and imperfect, just
like real people. That is, if the people you know are heirs to porn
empires (but no, really, I'm not kidding).
Read it and (don't) weep, Fallers--buy Rush. Seriously. Go. Now.
~*ABOUT THE AUTHOR*~
When her dream of becoming a mafia
princess didn’t pan out, Gina Gordon went after her second dream: becoming a
writer. And she hasn’t looked back. A self-proclaimed happily-ever-after junkie
and cupcake connoisseur, Gordon loves spinning contemporary tales of
knee-bending first kisses, unconditional love, and super-hot sex. She lives in
Milton, Ontario, with her husband and their lovable dog.
Thank you for hosting RUSH!
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