Karen Anders
living love on the dangerous side
Romantic Suspense Author

Hers to Take

herstotake_largeA woman who dares

Sienna Parker’s one tough but gorgeous cop who always gets her man. And now there’s a bet at stake! The Women Who Dare have challenged her to seduce the guy who has just saluted her, and get a souvenir off of him. But this man may be a challenge: he’s sexy, straight-as-an-arrow A.J. Camacho, a hotshot U.S. Navy SEAL, who’s dogging Sienna’s every step on an important case. Meanwhile, she’s thinking their first step should be toward the bedroom!

And the man who loves her!

A.J. is on the lookout to find his brother and clear his name. The only lead A.J.’s got is a confusing connection between his brother and the sexy cop, who only wants to arrest him ASAP and ask questions later. A.J. knows he has to stick close to this headstrong, butt-kicking woman, but he doesn’t mind one bit. In fact, he’s determined to put things right, and if he has to sacrifice his body to sexy-as-all-get-out Sienna to do it…he will.

2004 Nominee Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award
Waldenbooks Bestseller
4 ½ stars from Romantic Times

Harlequin Blaze | ISBN 0313191070 | September 2003 | BUY IT HERE


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“I want you to follow me back to my apartment,” A.J. said.

She looked up at him, her hair and eyes flaring in the darkness as she turned her head.

“Lead the way,” Sienna said softly.

In short order, he was unlocking his apartment door, kicking it shut with his foot.

With quick movements, he undressed her.

He shrugged out of his jacket, but Sienna stayed his hand when he went for the buttons on his shirt. “Let’s take it slow.”

Her hands replaced his, the material pliable against her fingertips. A.J. nuzzled her temple, his gentle breath fanning the soft hairs away from her face.

“Do we have to go this slow?” he rasped softly.

“Impatient? Don’t SEALs have to lay in wait for sometimes hours on end?” she whispered, her mouth going to the heated steel muscles she bared. With each button she undid, she kissed the exposed skin, trailing her fingertips along his hard muscles.

He moaned softly on an indrawn breath when her tongue came out and licked his flat nipple. He swallowed as excitement coursed through him. “Do that again,” he asked.

She did, this time gently sucking the hard nub.

Breathing hard, his whole body jerked, his head falling back, his eyes closing in sensual rapture as a fiery heat gripped his groin in a tight flaming fist.

His whole body screamed and ached. She looked like a figment of his imagination, the soft illumination in the room seemed to attract to her like a diamond did to light, and even light couldn’t resist her. How was he expected to? Just a man, a mortal man. Her eyes were a luminescent green like moss glowing in the moonlight, the dark red strands of her hair softly curving against her cheekbone. His hands itched to be buried in the soft mass.

“Hurry, Sienna, please,” he breathed the words

She responded in a husky voice, “How do you ever get through a mission?”

Heat hit him smack in his stomach, geysered through him turning his blood into volatile liquid.

He felt his control slipping its bonds liked a caged tiger escaping a hated prison. He hungered with a voracious appetite for the woman before him.

He wanted her beneath him.

Now.

Her hands swept over the wall of his chest and caressed every inch of his skin. His breathing quickened at the powerful feelings that threatened to overwhelm him.

As his hot mouth slammed into hers, he wanted his kiss to possess her until the need for him was a starving need in her bones. He moved her towards the bedroom and his bed; he could feel her heart hammering against his.

No words were necessary as he backed her purposefully towards the bed. Where she touched he burned, where she didn’t touch he ached.

With quick breaths he was able to rein in his passion. Her hands went to his jeans and he thrust against her hands as she palmed him through the denim.

“Do you have protection?” she asked.

Everything inside him stilled and he swore and backed up, running his hands through his hair. “No.”

She smiled. “I do.” She walked over to her purse and as she bent over, he got a tantalizing view of her backside. She turned towards him with foil-wrapped packets in her hand. “I thought SEALs were supposed to be prepared for anything.”

From the book: Hers to Take
By: Karen Anders
Imprint and Series: Harlequin Blaze
Publication Date: 09/03
ISBN: 0-373-79107-0
Copyright ©: 2003
By Karen Alarie

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