Jessica Thomas lost her virginity in the back seat of a nineteen sixty-seven Camaro. She was eighteen, and Todd Atkins was twenty and the hottest guy in town. He also owned the fastest and coolest car.

Jessie's obsession with speed began with Todd. She loved street racing and felt like Natalie Wood in Rebel Without a Cause every time they let her lower the flag.

As she got older, she moved on to NASCAR, National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing, and hooked up with one driver after another. Year after year she lived in the fast lane fucking the best and most notorious daredevil drivers.

However, the years did pass her by, and before Jessie realized it, she was thirty-five and had little to show for it.

On her thirty-fifth birthday, her world collapsed. That night Jessie swallowed thirty prescription painkillers. When she awoke, wishing she'd died, she met a young intern, the one who'd saved her life. He found her in the parking lot, by her car, unconscious.

In his free time, he raced cars. He'd seen her around.

Dr. Peter Martinez had his issues. Latino, educated, handsome, and he had a love for all things fast, including women. For him, Jessie Martin fit the bill. He liked his women, seasoned and down for anything sexual, and his appetite was ferocious. And he'd vowed never to fall in love. Jessie had sworn the same. Sometimes vows are broken.

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