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    Consumed

    By Tawny Taylor

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    Consumed A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance (originally titled: Hostile Takeover 2)
    I hate him. I want him. I’m so effed.
    Kent Payne is one of those guys – with a panty-melting body and an ego bigger than his...you get the picture. But he’s also a total tool and an irritating, arrogant pain in the ass. I was an idiot during spring break and handed him my V-card. And now it’s summer and things are worse than before. Even though the womanizing prick is a reckless a&&hole with women, whenever he comes near me, my body burns for his touch. Even though I know it’s stupid, I ache for the feel of his arms around me and I long for his kisses...
    Until I learn he’s kept a secret from me. A very big secret that will change everything...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNovel Mind Books
    Release dateOct 21, 2015
    Consumed
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    Tawny Taylor

    Nothing exciting happens in Tawny Taylor's life, unless you count giving the cat a flea dip--a cat can make some fascinating sounds when immersed chin-deep in insecticide--or chasing after a houseful of upchucking kids during flu season. She doesn't travel the world or employ a staff of personal servants. She's not even built like a runway model. She's just your run-of-the-mill Detroit suburban mom and wife. That's why she writes, for the sheer joy of it. She doesn't need to escape, mind you. Despite being run-of-the-mill, her life is wonderful. She just likes to add some...zip. Her heroines might resemble herself, or her next door neighbor (sorry Sue), but they are sure to be memorable (she hopes!). And her heroes--inspired by movie stars, her favorite television actors or her husband--are fully capable of delivering one hot happily-ever-after after another. Combined, the characters and plots she weaves bring countless hours of enjoyment to Tawny...and she hopes to readers too! In the end, that's all the matters to Tawny, bringing a little bit of zip to someone else's life.

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    Consumed - Tawny Taylor

    Consumed

    A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance

    By

    Tawny Taylor

    Copyright 2015 Tawny Taylor

    Smashwords Edition

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    RAW A Dark Bad Boy Romance

    My Bad Boys, My Stepbrothers

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    Stepbrother Romance 2 Consumed

    Stepbrother Romance 3Addicted

    F#cking Jerk 1

    F#cking Jerk 2

    F#cking Jerk 3

    ABOUT THE BOOK

    Consumed A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance (originally titled: Hostile Takeover 2)

    I hate him. I want him. I’m so effed.

    Kent Payne is one of those guys – with a panty-melting body and an ego bigger than his…you get the picture. But he’s also a total tool and an irritating, arrogant pain in the ass. I was an idiot during spring break and handed him my V-card. And now it’s summer and things are worse than before. Even though the womanizing prick is a reckless a&&hole with women, whenever he comes near me, my body burns for his touch. Even though I know it’s stupid, I ache for the feel of his arms around me and I long for his kisses…

    Until I learn he’s kept a secret from me. A very big secret that will change everything…

    NOTE: Stepbrother Romance 2 is the second book in a THREE PART SERIAL with a soft cliffhanger ending.

    Genre: Romance, New Adult/College, Billionaire, Billionaire Romance

    Previously in…Obsessed

    I hate him and yet I want him. Desperately.

    I am so effing dead.

    Mom just got married, and now I have to live with my new billionaire stepbrother, Kent Payne. I should be happy, right? We aren’t surviving on noodles and rice anymore. And at first I am. But things change. Quickly. It’s him. Kent Payne. He is exactly what his name implies--a pain in the ass. Sure, he’s gorgeous, and rich, and built like a god. But he’s also a controlling, irritating, womanizing pain in the butt.

    Now, thanks to our parents, we’re members of one big, happy family. Woo-to-the-fu**ing-hoo. He’s a jerk. And nothing can happen between us anyway.

    So I shouldn’t care about who he’s kissing in the kitchen...

    And I definitely shouldn’t be fantasizing about him being my first…

    Genres: Romance, New Adult/College, Billionaire Stepbrother

    SAMPLE

    Our gazes tangled.

    The air squeezed out of my lungs. I couldn’t inhale.

    His gaze flicked to my mouth, and my heart did a somersault in my chest.

    Was he going to kiss me?

    He couldn’t!

    He Shouldn’t!

    Oh God.

    A breeze carried the smell of flowers and man to my nose. A lock of hair fluttered across my face. I reached up to capture it, but he lifted a hand and smoothed it back, behind my ear. You look like your mother, he said, his voice very low.

    Was that meant to be a compliment?

    You look like your father, I told him with my heart in my throat. He was still staring at my mouth, this beautiful, mysterious man. It was wrong, so so wrong, but I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted to find out what it would be like to be kissed by a man who knew how to kiss. I wanted to be touched by a man who knew how to touch a woman.

    He didn’t move, just remained fixed in place as if he was trying to decide whether he would kiss me or not.

    And so I leaned in and pressed my mouth to his.

    His lips were firm at first, unwelcoming. But I knew he wanted me. I didn’t back off. I arched my back so my breasts barely brushed against his chest and moved my mouth slowly, softly over his.

    The smoldering kiss continued for a million racing heartbeats, maybe more. I completely lost track of time, of space, of everything. Until there was a deep rumble, like thunder.

    And then lightning struck. Somewhere out there. In the distance.

    And also between Kent and me.

    Kent grabbed my shoulders, pulled until my torso was flush with his. His mouth claimed mine. It was the kiss I’d been waiting for my entire life. It was soft and rough, thrilling and scary. It was a question and an answer.

    It was a conquering.

    And I surrendered.

    I was his. His to claim. His to touch. His to take.

    My body molded to his. My mouth opened. His tongue swept inside, and I savored his intoxicating, sweet flavor.

    Heavy need pounded between my legs. I writhed. I whimpered. I welcomed his invasion.

    I felt him shift beside me and then he was above me, and I was angling back, my shoulders supported by a strong, thick arm. My head rested on the seat and he climbed over me, breaking the kiss.

    I pulled in a gasp. My head was spinning. All I saw was Kent, his face…and the desire burning in his eyes.

    I shouldn’t be doing this, he whispered as he kissed me again. His kiss was tender. It was thorough. It was oh, so, good and yet not enough. The burning between my legs was becoming unbearable.

    Please, I begged, arching my back so my breasts brushed against his chest. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the delicious pleasure pulsing through me. He couldn’t stop now.

    Shayne, he murmured, cupping my cheek. His thumb traced my lower lip and I quivered from head to toe. Did he know what his touches did to me? What his kisses did? I was so hot I felt like I would combust. And the burning was the worst down there, between my legs. I wanted it to stop...and I didn’t.

    My hips rocked back and forth, back and forth. The friction against my center felt so good but even that wasn’t enough. I wanted to tear my clothes away, to feel his skin gliding over mine. To feel his wet, warm mouth on my nipple.

    Your mother is trusting me to protect you, he said, voice husky. Even as he said those words, his hand slid down, fingertip tracing a line along the pounding pulse in my throat. The gentle touch made me whimper.

    More, I needed more.

    As if he could read my thoughts, his fingertip ventured lower, along my collarbone, lower, angling toward my ample cleavage.

    Yes, oh yes. Keep going. He had to keep going.

    But you’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t stop staring at you, wanting you.

    Chapter 1

    Twenty-two years ago, at exactly twelve minutes after three, an adorable baby girl was born to a young couple who were crazy in love with each other. That baby, of course, was me. And that young couple was my parents. Today I turn twenty-two. And a lot has happened in the course of those twenty-two years—besides the obvious.

    My mom and dad split up. A high school romance that was probably doomed from the start ended before I was out of diapers. Dad disappeared. Mom spent the next two decades working two, sometimes three, jobs to keep us in mac-n-cheese, Walmart jeans, and our miniscule two bedroom apartment in Ferndale. And yet I grew up blissfully content. I had a great

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