Hi Michelle! Thank you for having me as
a guest on your blog! I can’t wait to chat about my new release ONE SHOT, book
2 of the IAD Agency series, coming out on February 5th!!!
This story is quite personal to me...
Tara is a complex character, both strong and emotionally vulnerable in a way
that many victims of violence are. In the creation of her character I used a
little bit of personal experience along with what I learned from friends who
have suffered from PTSD. I was also fortunate enough to volunteer at a women’s
shelter for abused women and children for a few years and tried to encompass
some of the things that I learned during my time there. That being said, I was
inspired to write this story to give hope to anyone recovering from something
in their past, and to say that everyone deserves their own happily ever after.
Book Blurb:
Tara
Toshi is a woman on the edge. Code name 'T-rex', Tara is one of the elite
agents of the IAD Agency, modern day warriors tasked with taking down
terrorists and keeping the world safe. She doesn’t believe that happily ever
after exists for her, until her world collides with corporate tycoon Julian
King…
Julian
King is the owner of a multi-million dollar hotel empire and personally runs
the Palace Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas. He is a man who rules his kingdom
with an iron grip and knows that the house always win. But when he meets agent
Tara Toshi all bets are off. As a terrorist plot threatens his city, Julian
realizes that he is also jeopardy of losing his heart.
Passion
explodes every time Tara and Julian come together, but can she risk taking this
one shot at finding happiness and give her heart to a man she barely knows?
The IAD Agency series novels are all stand-alone stories,
but it is highly recommended to read them in order to get the most enjoyment
from the series!
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STORY EXCERPT
Music thumped a steady rhythm like a
heartbeat.
The low throb of a Hayabusa
motorcycle cut through the night as the rider pulled up in front of the club.
The rider coasted the bike a few feet down past the valet stand, then shut it
off with a flick of the wrist. A valet rushed forward, reaching out with a
ticket in his hand. His eyes glazed over with anticipation as he looked at the
bike. At least until he got a good view of the rider.
Then he lost his ability to speak.
Eyes turned from every direction as
Tara took off her helmet and shook out her hair. She had on a long black wig,
highlighting the China doll look she was going for tonight. Skillfully applied
makeup made her look younger than she really was and accentuated her exotic
features to a tee. Both the wig and makeup helped hide her real features. The
darkness inside the club would also be a plus, helping to dissuade anyone from
truly recognizing her.
At least the her she was
right now.
She had dressed to be noticed,
wanting people’s attention on the whole package she presented instead of why
she was there. Dressed to kill in a tight, black strapless corset with red lace
covering that had her boobs busting out of the top, tight black leather pants,
and black knee-high boots, Tara was a walking wet dream.
Tara had spent the afternoon
familiarizing herself with Ricardo Mendez and his organization. Not much was
known about this up-and-coming drug lord besides he was pissing off his
competition left and right. Tara had spoken to a DEA agent earlier who was an
old friend. The DEA agent had given her what she hoped was useful information
and she had made sure to dress the part. Ricardo Mendez, it seemed, had a taste
for young women with a dominant streak…Asian women in particular.
Well, she’d give him what he wanted.
Tara purposefully arrived early,
wanting to scope out the crowd and watch for Mikayla’s arrival. She hooked her
helmet onto the bike then turned to the waiting valet, gifting him with a slow
smile. “Could you do me a favor…please?” Tara’s voice purred out in with a hint
of a Chinese accent.
“A…anything,” the valet stuttered
out.
“Would you make sure my bike stays
right here? I would worry about him otherwise.”
“Him?”
“Hmm…yes, I call my bike a him.
I…ride him after all…don’t I?” She traced a finger seductively over the collar
of his shirt, making him gulp.
“Oh yeah,” he whispered reverently.
He tried to speak normally, then had to clear his throat before he tried again.
“I will watch it…him for you. I will be right here waiting for you when you
leave. I mean, it…it will be right here.”
“Thank you”—her eyes drifted down to
his nametag—“Dennis.” She leaned in close to press a kiss to his cheek and
heard him sigh as she walked away. Tara made her way back toward the entrance
of the club with a slow swing of her hips, her steps confident and controlled.
Her team was already in place inside and she was ready for the night to begin.
A noise chirped in the earpiece she
wore and immediately slowed her step. “This is God to T-rex. Can you hear me?”
Tara smiled to herself as she heard
Adrian’s voice in her ear. “God? Sugar, even you are stretching that one.”
Tara heard Rock’s amused reply over
the comms. “He’s just pissed that he lost the toss for who gets stuck in the
van.”
“Fuck you, asshole,” Adrian replied.
“Everyone is in place, T-rex. We’re a go.”
Tara saw her friend Mikayla pull up
in front of the club in a flashy red sports car. The valet rushed forward to
open the passenger door. “Lynx is here,” Tara murmured, knowing her team would
hear her.
Mikayla swung long legs out. Taking
the valet’s hand, she allowed him to help her out of the car. She had on a
tight green dress with thin straps that stopped just this side of decent. Her
thick gold bracelets and chain necklace seemed innocent enough, but Tara knew
better. She had seen Mikayla use that gold chain around her neck to garrote
someone a few months ago and those bracelets were very handy in a fight.
The gold rings on Mikayla’s fingers
might look pretty but Tara knew that with a flick of the stone, a tiny needle
would pop out of the band, holding a powerful drug that would take down a
two-hundred-pound man in less than three seconds. Tara knew because she had a
similar one on her own hand. All the women of IAD shopped together for their
jewelry.
Both women were walking arsenals and
no one would ever know it.
Time to go to work.
ADULT EXCERPT
Tara moved a hand down to her pussy,
touching herself. She wanted. After coming off a job, or mission, with
adrenaline still pumping, the need to fuck was paramount. Her pussy was wet
with her desire for him. Her body already providing the natural lubricant that
would allow his massive erection to tunnel into her with ease. She stroked a
finger over her tight little clit and barely held back a moan.
“I always go commando.” Her voice
dropped into a husky, seductive tone.
His smile was tight with lust. “I’ve
noticed.”
Standing there naked, legs braced
apart, she looked like a goddess…or a warrior queen waiting for her subject to
fall to his knees before her, and at this point he was precariously close to
doing just that.
“Come play with me.”
Julian shot off the couch at her
playful invitation. He was on her before she could blink. He savaged her mouth
with his, thrusting his tongue deep in a mimicry of what he wanted to do with
his cock. He tore at his own shirt, heard the sound of the material ripping but
he didn’t give a damn.
“I need to touch you.” Julian
growled against her throat as he dragged her to the floor.
“Then do it. Touch me, give it to
me, give me what I want.”
Her back hit the carpet and she
gasped as his mouth latched on to one of her nipples, sucking it deep. She
moaned low in her throat when he used his teeth to pull at her piercing and her
body arched as his fingers pushed deep inside her pussy.
“What is that? What do you want?
Tell me. Tell me and I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you anything, everything,”
Julian swore.
Tara’s body went on sensory overload
when his thumb stroked over her clit. He moved his mouth over to her other
breast and sucked, flicking his tongue over the metal balls at the end of the
piercing, driving her wild with need. Tara cried out his name as sharp waves of
pleasure overcame her and she came, drenching his fingers with her release.
“Damn, you’re amazing. My little
warrior.”
Julian’s deep voice sounded harsh
against her skin as he worked his way back up to her mouth. She loved the
endearment he whispered to her. It made her blood boil. “Come inside me,
Julian.”
“My pleasure.”
Somehow he had managed to get rid of
his pants and boxers so she could feel his hard cock throbbing against her leg.
She hooked a leg around his and expertly reversed their position so she was on
top of his body. Moving slightly, she aligned their bodies and she pushed down,
taking most of him into her with one hard push.
“Dear god…” he gritted out through
clenched teeth. The pleasure was so acute he thought his heart would stop.
Tara felt the erotic bite of pain as
his huge cock sank into her tight pussy. She raised herself slightly and
slammed down hard, engulfing his length over and over again, struggling to take
all of him inside her.
“Fuck, you feel so good inside of
me. You’re so big, it feels amazing. More, give me more.” She reared back and
her hands came up to play with her own nipples.
“Tara…baby…” Julian’s strangled
voice came out, but he was lost in the overwhelming feeling of her tight pussy
taking him in. “Remember, baby? It was so good when I got you all wet and slick
with my cum. I know you loved it when I came inside you. Now take all of me. I know
we can get it in. Open up, baby, and take all of me.”
His hips came off the floor to grind
against her. He flexed and strained, his body thrusting up as she met his every
stroke. He almost came when she did a wicked rotation with her hips and he felt
her inner muscles clamp down on his cock the next time she impaled herself on
him.
Tara was killing him with pleasure,
but what a way to die.
She did the same thing the next time
she came down on him, and he lost control. He flipped her over so she was underneath
him again. Holding her head steady in his hands, he savaged her mouth as he
pounded his aching length into her over and over again like a wild animal.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he
bit out as he surged inside her.
Bio:
Laurie Roma lives in Chicago and is the author of the IAD
series. She has always loved immersing herself in a good book and now enjoys
the pleasure of creating her own. She can usually be found tapping away on her
keyboard, creating worlds for her characters while she listens to music. Of
course her playlist depends on her mood…but then again, so does her writing.
An avid reader of the romance genre, nothing bothers her more
than annoying characters. Seriously, who wants a happy ending for someone that
pisses you off? She loves tough alpha-male heroes and strong heroines that have
brains as well as beauty. Her novels are filled with both passionate romance
and down and dirty lust-driven interludes, as she believes both are essential
to a good love story. She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached at laurieromabooks@gmail.com.
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Great interview. I am so excited for Laurie! I can't wait to read this book!
ReplyDeletethis one's on my TBR pile, too! I don't know when I'm going to have a chance to read everything :(
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