Your fingers find my nipples and begin pulling, pinching and rolling, sending shocks of clenching arousal through my center. "My s.e.x kitten."

I run my thumb up the thick vein running from the base of your c.o.c.k to the ridge around the head. A bead of pre-come glistens at the tip. "Mmm, for me?" I tuck my hair behind my ear and lave your slit with my tongue while staring into your deep, dark eyes. "I love giving you that look on your face."

Acknowledgements.

The past five years would've been lonely and miserable if I hadn't wandered into an online writers forum and found the best group of friends an author could ever hope to find. I owe more than I can express to all the past and present members of (here come the acronyms) GGBT, OPWFT, GOTYA, and LB's. Your friends.h.i.+p and support is invaluable.

Taken wouldn't have come together if it weren't for the keen eyes of Krista Ashe, Annie McElfresh, Rebecca Rogers, Melanie Kramer-Santiago, and Chanelle Gray. Rachel A. Marks blew me away with Taken's cover. Her artistic and literary talents are beyond measure.

Thank you to my family for letting me disappear into my pretend worlds and listening while I talk endlessly about people and places that don't exist.

About the Author.

While not sitting at her laptop writing romance novels or procrastinating on Pinterest, Twitter and Facebook, Kelli Maine can be found avoiding laundry, waging war with a dishwasher, strategically planning her vacation requests to get the most time off, and convincing herself she doesn't really want that dark chocolate G.o.diva bar.

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