Taking Tara

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Six months he’s been watching her. Wanting her. And now he’ll finally claim her…

Despite her penchant for bad singing and bad breakups, Ayden’s non-too-private neighbor Tara is everything he desires—strong, sexy, wild. Just the type of woman a geeky guy like him could never get. Never, that is, unless he becomes someone else. The kind of man she’ll say yes to. The alpha dog buried deep inside, ready to claim his woman and prove she’s his, forever.

Tell me your fantasies…

Still on the hunt for that perfect guy, Tara goes through men like water but never quenches her thirst. Then the hot new neighbor corners her in the elevator. Mother always said not to talk to strangers…but kissing them? Totally explainable. Revealing her innermost fantasies? Totally irrelevant. It’s not as if he’s actually going to take her, tie her up, kidnap her and whisk her away to spankings, threesomes and more.

But as Ayden warns… Careful, Tara, some fantasies do come true.

 

Excerpt

Tara couldn’t believe her good luck. This morning, she’d practically been mouth-fucked by an erotic stranger, but even after being late to work, she’d still found herself able to leave early. Her best friend Sara had called to tell her that tonight ladies were drinking free at Beat Town and Tara’s normally frizzy hair had actually curled and looked freakin’ fabulous—for once. Plus, Mrs. Logan had kindly taken the roses off her hands.

Smacking her lips, Tara pressed them to toilet paper, leaving a crimson imprint. Then she applied gloss and checked her makeup in the mirror. Perfect.

She walked into the bedroom, grabbed her purse, tossed in a couple of condoms—after all, she was hoping to run into her elevator stud again—and headed out of the apartment.

Pulling her door shut behind her, she turned to lock the bolt. Suddenly, someone clamped a hand over her mouth. What the—

She squealed, her cry muffled by the gloved palm as she tried to pull free. Unyielding strength pinned her against a solid body.

Oh God…

Fear assaulted Tara. Her mind whirled and her feet kicked, but for all the flailing in the world, she was being held. What the hell was happening? Was she being robbed? Attacked?

Was it her ex gone crazy and desperate to get her back?

She dropped her purse, letting it fall freely to the floor, wanting to scream, “Take it! Take everything!” Screw the cash! Don’t hurt me!

But she couldn’t offer her attacker a dime. She was suffocating under his hand. Becoming dizzy with panic.

Please God…

She never prayed. Would He listen now? Probably ready to hit her with a lightning bolt.

The stranger pulled her backward into the stairwell. She whimpered against moist leather, dragging her heels and twisting against her assailant’s strong hold.

Whipping her around, the masked man dressed in all black forced her face first into a corner and momentarily abandoned her mouth to drag her arms behind her. Tara let loose a desperate scream, which was promptly cut of by the slap of his gloved palm while his sole free hand aptly secured both her wrists. Terror rushed through her, flooding her veins with useless adrenaline as he held her in place, smothered and frantically trying to scream.

Why had she dropped her purse? Why?

Her mace was in it.

Again Tara squealed against moist leather, struggling with everything in her for her life, then she realized he’d never stop as long as she kept fighting.

Going limp, she waited, ready to catch him off guard.

“Shhh!” The scent of cinnamon wafted in her face as he cautiously lowered his hand. Cinnamon. “Shhh. Your fantasy is about to come true.”

Holy shit! Her stranger! Her stranger? Her mouth-fucking, elevator-kissing stranger?

She ought to slap his face off. Matter of fact, she would, soon as she got her hands free and could turn around.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What do you think?” he rumbled in a low voice. “I’m making your dreams a reality.”

The asshole! Number 2089, as a matter of fact!

“I take it you’re kidnapping me? This some kind of sick sex game you dreamt up?” God, what had she gotten herself into? The bulge of his cock pressed threateningly against her butt cheeks, answering her question quite thoroughly. She asked for this—and he’d delivered. But still! “You scared the shit out of me, you son of a bitch!”

Oh, she couldn’t wait to knock him flat.

He chuckled. Bastard. “You said you wanted to be taken.”

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Reviews

4 stars! "TAKING TARA is a funny and sexy story that hits all the right notes a romance should.  Author Alyssa Brooks does an amazing job of creating lovable and lifelike characters that will have you cheering them on from the start...the love scenes here are so hot I was surprised that my computer screen didn’t catch on fire!" Cheryl, Romance Junkies

4 Ribbons! "Taking Tara was a pleasant romp on the wild side...I think I fell in love with Ayden for his unselfishness. Wow, what a man! I recommend Taking Tara if you are looking for a hot, sexy, quick erotic romance to heat up the night." Stefani, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

4 Stars! "Sexy and sensual but also loaded with humor and passion. This is the kind of book that one can read more than once and enjoy every time. Taking Tara is definitely a must own novel and Alyssa Brooks a must read author." Kimberley Spinney, Ecata Romance