Unfortunately, she was now facing the source of the blaring noise that had caused her to wake up so suddenly in the first place. Cursing to herself she quickly slapped at the snooze button on her phone, effectively silencing the device, rolling back over she resumed her position, finding the warm spot in her bed where her body had been previously.
Suddenly Tara's door swung open banging loudly against the wall as it collided with it, causing her to let out a scream of surprise. Sitting up in bed she wrapped her duvet around herself, with her once tired eyes now wide open, causing her to finally notice the body in her doorway, which was currently wracked with laughter, their body shaking with the effect of the giggles.
"Jessie! Are you trying to give me a god damn heart attack!?" Tara growled, somewhat breathless, giving her roommate the best evil eye she could muster, what with the lack of sleep that she had managed to get all night.
"Babe I'm so sorry, but seriously you should've seen your face! Priceless" she chuckled, Tara tossed a pillow at Jessie's head, before groaning defeatedly and flopping back down onto her bed.
"Don't shoot the messenger, you told me to make sure you got out of bed this morning for work, you can call it service with a smile, well for me anyway" Jessie winked flopping down beside her best friend.
"You could of at least tried the gentle approach first" Tara moaned rolling over to face her roommate and best friend.
"We both know you like it rough sweetie, and well I do aim to please, now get up and get ready before you're late," said Jessie, sounding just like her mother.
Tara couldn't help but giggle at her friend's slowly retreating frame, rubbing her hands across her face, Tara decided to get up sooner rather than later.
Shuffling herself out of bed she reluctantly headed toward her en-suite bathroom, avoiding the very usual and well-known mess of her bedroom as she went.
Kicking off her pyjamas, Tara quickly set the water temperature in the shower, so it was just the way she liked it, Jessie often said she looked like a lobster when she came out.
As the steam slowly filled the bathroom Tara quickly brushed her teeth, giving herself a quick look over in the mirror, reasonably pleased that she hadn't woken up looking too bad. Hopping into the shower, she sighed blissfully as the burning hot spray hit her skin.
"Hey T, are you hungry?" Jessie asked, poking her head around the bathroom door.
Smiling Tara poked her head out of the shower curtain, "God yes! I could seriously murder one of your bacon sandwiches this morning" she giggled, seeing the smirk on her friends face.
"Thought as much, so don't be too long, they'll be ready in ten" Jessie said with a wink, leaving Tara behind in the shower, to think about the day ahead, as she washed her hair.
She didn't love her job, but that being said she didn't hate it either, working as an exotic dancer as some called it, well it had all sorts of problems of course, but it could also be fun.
It gave her the confidence boost she didn't have in everyday life, made her go for things she would of previously of been too shy to do, or to try, so it wasn't all bad there were always good days.
All that was hoped for tonight was that the usual sleazebags weren't in the club. Because she could really do without being told that, she was going home with them tonight before they got all forceful trying to throw her and the other girls over their shoulders.
Then they would be relying on having to get poor Jimmy the bouncer to throw them out constantly, and it wasn't like these idiots didn't know about the no touching rule by now, let alone taking the person against their will, that was just common sense.
Finishing washing up Tara grabbed her towel from the rack beside the shower, wrapping it tightly around herself. Stepping from the bathroom, she left the steam and warmth of the bathroom behind, instead, she walked back to her room to get changed.
Grabbing her favourite lingerie she had bought for work, she admired it for a moment, the red and black lace and silk were woven together so perfectly. It had always given her the perfect amount of lift, in all the right places.
Standing in front of her full-length mirror as she slipped on her french knickers and garter belt, Tara looked at herself in the mirror as she pulled on her matching bra, smiling too at her reflection when the outfit was completed, with her plain black sheer stockings attached to her garter belt.
"Damn girl! You like are looking fine!" Jessie said, before wolf whistling at her in the doorway.
Grabbing her hairdryer she began drying her long dark hair, pulling the long strands through her fingers as she went. "Thanks, J, I guess I don't scrub up to bad huh?" Tara smirked, knowingly at her friend in her mirror as she continued to dry her hair slowly.
"You know you don't babe, is there anything else you need before I go?" Jessie asked it was then that Tara noticed she was in her scrubs.
"Crap J I'm so sorry, I completely forgot that you were back at work today! My treat takeaway when I get home?" Tara smirked wiggling her eyebrows, seeing Jessie nodding happily from the door.
"Perfect babe! Right, I really have to go, but your food is on the table" Jessie shouted back as she fled the house, Tara rolled her eyes smiling at their little routine, the same everyday Tara thought to herself.
Jessie would always make herself late, literally every single day without fail, but she was an incredible doctor, who loved her job and was never late for work, just leaving the house so that she had to race to work in order to get there on time.
Today was at least going well so far, but the weather outside didn't look as comforting as she'd hoped that it would, so Tara opted for slightly warmer clothes than she was initially planning to wear today.
Deciding to pull on a simple strappy top, she also grabbed her dark stonewash jeans and cream wool jumper. Finishing the outfit with her knee-high heeled black leather boots, she lived and would probably die in these type of shoes, stilettos just weren't her style, no matter how much she had tried.
Giving herself the nod of approval, and deciding that she could just do her make-up once she got to work, Tara grabbed her coat from her bed, deciding to head into the kitchen, sniffing the air as she went, with the pleasant smell of the bacon filled her nostrils.
"Fuck yes" she moaned, as she finally sat at her kitchen table, tossing her coat on to the chair beside it, she was quick in taking a bite of the sandwich, closing her eyes in pleasure as she did.
Before Tara knew it, it was time to leave, "Time to go" she sighed to herself, tossing her plate in the sink as she went.
Attempting to pull on her coat as she walked, grabbing the keys from the kitchen side before she left, she quickly shut the door behind her she shoved the keys in her pocket.
Jumping into her car she started the engine, making sure that the work bag she needed was still in the back seat. Just before she pulled out of her driveway, the thought crossed her mind that she seriously needed to get laid, and soon, it had been far too long, since that hook up that she had at the bar in town.
That being said, Tara just hadn't had any time off lately and had made a point never to take anyone home with her from work, that was something that wasn't likely to change either.
The radio flickered to life as she pulled down the street, better late than never, automatically playing the last cd she had on in the car. The rain was heavy as she drove to work, singing along to her favourite song in the comfort of her little car, enjoying being in her own little world, if only for a little while.
The first thing Tara noticed when she pulled into her works parking lot is just how full it was, there were a few cars that looked out of place somewhere like this, there were obviously more than just the regulars in today.
"Well, fingers crossed they aren't all complete boneheads" Tara sighed to herself, as she pulled into the usual space, in employees only parking spots.
Turning off her engine, she grabbed her bag from the back seat and put her keys into her coat pocket as she locked the car door. Walking quickly, she headed over to the employees only entrance around the back, so that she could get ready for her shift, and so nobody was able to see her before she started because that was always so much fun.
They all wanted to know the ins and outs of a duck's fucking ass, they speak to you in the club and they think that they bloody know you.
As she entered the club the loud music quickly filled her ears, the unmistakable sound of birthday sex was filling the entire room, clearly a request.
Maybe there was a very lucky birthday boy in the house, luckily the set list was set for her, so she didn't need to worry tonight, about selecting music. Well except for her private dances that she had to do, but there were usually only a couple, and most guys either didn't last past the first song, or they couldn't afford anymore.
Also hearing the sound of people talking around the back, when she finally rounded the corner, hearing them as clear as day, chatting while they all got ready for work as well.
Walking through the long corridor Tara headed for her dressing room, the girls in this club had one thing, that not many places could offer their staff. A dressing room each, although some of the girls chose to share a room even then, there were only up to two girls in a single room at a time.
Tossing her coat off she threw it on the chair that sat in the corner of the room, Tara felt a shiver run up her spine, which was odd this place was never cold. In actual fact it was very often the case that she was sweltering the second she stepped into the club, let alone her private room.
Settling for letting the room heat up before she got down to her underwear, Tara sat down at her hair and make-up table, deciding to get everything else ready first, opting to keep her hair down.
Tara simply just curled a few strands of hair at the front, so that they would frame her face, before deciding to go a little darker on the make-up than usual, going with smokey eyes and red lips. Slowly she began feeling the warmth creeping back into her bones, and she smiled at her finished look.
Singing one of her favourite songs she quickly got undressed, completing her look with her famous black knee-high boots, the heels giving her the hight she needed.
A knock sounded at her door interrupting her singing, she moaned to herself quietly, pulling the door open with a slightly fake smile.
Until she saw one of her best friends in this place, accompanied by two seriously hot, tall strangers who stood behind her, all suited and booted, in their black suits and ties and crisp white shirts.
"Hey Doll, everything okay?" Tara smiled genuinely, with her hand on her hip and bottom lip between her teeth, as she eyed one of the men, in particular, who just a little shorter than the other.
Both were clearly over six foot tall, so shorter yes, short no he was not. He just stood there and he was practically oozing sex, those green eyes of his, that would practically tell any father your daughter will be calling me daddy later too.
Tara could practically see herself writhing underneath him and on top of him, screaming his name, just as soon as she found out what the hell it was.
Shaking herself she cleared her throat feeling it suddenly completely bone dry, and like there was no air left in the room, Jesus he could be anyone. Tara wasn't sure she'd ever felt any man pull her in so fast, especially without even speaking to them.
The young woman quickly realised that she was earning herself a smirk as she stood there, both confident and blushing in the doorway and at least one pair of wondering eyes.
She could actually feel as a blush crept its way up her neck, which hadn't happened in at least a few years, she did her best to ignore it and instead composed herself, at least the best that she could.
Returning her eyes to the girl looking back at her, Dolly was also smirking at her knowingly, in her little pink and white outfit. She has known as Dolly for a reason, after all, she was blonde beautiful and pretty much perfect in Tara's opinion.
"Yeah T, these guys just need to talk to you about the other night, you know when that dick came in and kicked off, the one you kicked in the ass before Jimbo got there, are you good though? we can come back if you're not feeling good, you're looking a little warm?" she smirked, she could practically see the chuckle rising to her lips.
Tara smirked back at her, "You know Dolly, I guess it just suddenly got very hot in here" Flicking her eyes over briefly to the suited men behind Dolly before continuing.
"You know heating and all, now is fine, come in guys please, take a seat, I'll be right back, I just need to talk to my girl here" you smiled, giving green eyes a wink, and stepping back so they could come into her room as she stepped out, shutting the door behind her.
"So who are they?" Tara asked Dolly questioningly, raising her eyebrow at the young woman, as they stood opposite each other.
"They say FBI, apparently the guy from the other night is wanted for murder, among other things, and they need every bit of information we have, but seriously when did the FBI get so hot?" she practically purred, seemingly lost in her own world somewhere.
"Right okay, I guess I'll deal with this and see you out there, and Doll, do me a favour next time give me some freaking warning before you bring hot FBI agents to my door" Tara winked.
"See you there boo, don't do anything I wouldn't, and can you do me a favour, just save me the taller one" she rolled her eyes back, practically into the back of her head comically, pulling at her own hair.
"Done" Tara whispers with a chuckle, trying not to burst out laughing and instead she pulled at her bottom lip with her teeth and stepped back into her room.
"So gentlemen, how can I be of service today" Tara smiled seductively, sitting down on the other side of the room at her dressing table chair, crossing her legs one over the other, as she looked at them both shift a little uncomfortably in their seats.
The taller one had by now kicked Mr green eyes in the shin, he quickly shut his mouth which he clearly hadn't realised was hanging open as he stared at her, Tara flicked her eyes over to him as she licked across her lip before pulling it between her teeth.
"Like what you see" Tara giggled cheekily, mainly at the man who hadn't stopped watching her move yet, causing the man to clear his throat an awkward smirk slipping on to his own lips.
"I'm agent Johnson and this is my partner agent smith" Long hair claims, as the pair flash their FBI badges, both of them slipping their ID's back into their suit jackets he continues.
"We're here investigating a man we believe was on the premises early this week, he's wanted for murder, and we were told that you handled him until the bouncer made it over to you. We were just wondering if anything stood out to you? Did you smell anything odd for example? Maybe like sulphur? or notice anything odd about him in general?" agent Johnson asked, his gaze both intense and patient at the same time a small reassuring smile on his lips.
Keeping her eyes solely on him, Tara thought back to the night in question, remembering a few things, she had felt a little uneasy no way would they believe her, but why not tell them so what if two strangers thought she was mad.
"There was something, I don't know about the smell, because honestly there's always a pretty strong smells in here, I know you'll probably both think that I'm insane, but I could have sworn just for a minute his eyes were black, not like large pupils, but full on black. That's when, well he kind of got the jump on me" Tara sighed, suddenly embarrassed her gaze turning to the floor.
"Hey you doin' okay?" a husky voice asked, as a hand landed on her shoulder, looking up her eyes immediately landed on a pair of intense green ones.
Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat, she realised just how dry her mouth was, "I uh, yeah, I'm fine feel free to laugh at will, the only other person I told almost wet herself, when I told them" She told him nervously, subconsciously licking her lips, as her eyes flicked down to look at his.
When her eyes flickered back up to his, she noticed the slight smirk on his lips, "No one is laughing at you here sweetheart, we believe you, look we're gonna go take a look at the CCTV and talk to Jimmy, and then we'll come talk to you later. You know, if that's alright with you?" he asked kindly, but in a way that sent shivers down her spine, damn she had to get laid soon, this poor guy had barely said anything to her.
"Okay sir, I'll see you soon" she smiled innocently, pushing a hand on his chest so that she could stand from her chair, Tara could have sworn that she heard a growl rumble through his chest as she did.
They were standing so close when she finally stood, even in her high heels she was still only at his neck, so her breath fanned across it teasingly.
Watching him suck in a breath as she leaned forward, her breath was now against his ear as she spoke,"I'll save a dance just for you agent if you'd like" she purred, pulling away she was looking him in the eye as she did, quickly noticing that his eyes were darker now.
"I'd be insulted if you didn't, baby girl" he practically growled the last two words.
"Well, we simply wouldn't want that would we now, but do try not to get too distracted" she smiled cheekily, walking around his form, feeling his eyes following her every move, grazing her hand across his bicep as she went.
"I hope that helped agents sorry it wasn't much, oh and when you want me, just ask for T, I really need to get to work, see you around boys, good luck" she smiled at the pair, as she left the room careful to swing her hips as she walked.
As she got to the door she turned to look back quickly, "And agent Johnson, Dolly would really like you to stick around later" she winked as she left the room, not waiting for an answer from him.
While doing her best not looking at agent smith as she sauntered from the room and into the main club, although she could practically feel his eyes on her ass.
With more of a smirk on her lips Tara walked over to the bar, feeling a little pleased with herself, luckily she wasn't on stage tonight just private dances and serving drinks, most girls only had three or four private dances a night, the really popular ones though, could have up to twenty luckily she was the former of the two.
Suddenly caught off guard Tara jumped as two large hands slip onto her hips, she visibly jumped as she turned, "Hey baby, you wanna come home with daddy" the stranger breathed in her ear.
"Okay, first of all, get your grubby paws off of me, there's no touching. Second, you ain't my daddy, and sure as hell ain't going home with you, either so back the fuck up" Tara practically growled, ripping the stranger's hands from her body.
"Lucky for you, I like em' spunky" he chuckled, stepping impossibly closer to her, causing her to continue walking back. Until she was unable to walk any further, finally she bumped into the wall, a grunt leaving her lips as it connected with her.
"Get the fuck off of me!" she growled, pushing against his chest with both of her hands. But he was too strong, his hands holding her shoulders to the wall, beginning to press his body into hers, she tried squirming away but his hips now held her in place.
Tara looked over his shoulder, for someone to help, yet nobody seemed to notice, all busy going about their usual business, smirking at him she got an idea.
Bringing her knee up she slammed it into his crotch, the best that she could in her current position, he grunted a little but didn't move too much, he just held her tighter. "Bad move darlin'" he chuckled.
Gripping her hand in his fist and pulling her with him, making her whimper in pain a little, until he finally stopped. Thanks to a fist colliding with his face, although he didn't let go of her, so she went down with him.
"I don't think the lady is interested, you son of a bitch, so let go and get lost." said an angry assertive voice, she thought that she recognised, but couldn't place it in that moment.
Keeping her eyes closed Tara just waited for something to happen, hoping that her saviour could get rid of this complete prick, sooner rather than later, as her scalp was really starting to burn.
"Nah I'm taking her home, she ain't no lady either, she's just playing hard to get" the man chuckled from beside her, somehow the smack to the face still hadn't stopped the cocky asshole.
"Yeah I'm really not, I don't think you want to mess with me because in that way you're right I ain't no lady, I'll kick your mother fucking ass! So let me go" Tara growled, rolling so she was on top of him and wrapped her hands around his throat.
The guy continued to smirk at her to start with, right before his breathing began to get harder to do and come out harsher, and he let finally let go of her hair, she released him and jumped off of him, stumbling a little, but quickly caught herself with her hand against the wall as she slipped down it onto the floor.
Managing to throw her body away from his, just as the other guy grabbed him by his jacket. Jimmy finally came over, taking him from the guy, who she realised had been agent Smith, as he turned around he was practically right in front of her, "Hey there, you doin' okay sweetheart" he asked kindly, stepping closer to her.
"Yeah I'm uh, I'm good, thank you for your help there agent Smith" she mumbled with a small appreciative smile, rubbing her head, where it was still stinging as she looked up at him.
"Not a problem, you look like you had it fairly well handled though, no damsel that's for sure, but you might want to get that looked at darlin', you were thrown about a lot just then," he said sweetly, a soft comforting hand up and down her arm.
"I'll be fine, really, I've got work to do anyhow. Come find me in an hour or so and I'm all yours" Tara smiled, flicking her eyes up to look him in his.
"You really are one tough cookie sweetheart, call me Dean by the way, if you're sure that you're okay I'll be back for you later" he smirked at her, in that cheeky way she realised he did a lot.
She smiled at him, as he helped her up from the floor. Tara quickly gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "Thank you for your help back there Dean, I'll catch you later" the young woman winked before walking off back towards the bar.
That hour however quickly passed her by, so much so that Tara had barely had time to think about Dean or the time, the bar had been busy tonight so she'd been helping to serve quite a lot. Only having time to do one private dance, which she was more than thankful for, and having shorter shift than usual tonight was a plus too.
Tara was leaning over on the bar so she could hear the young woman behind it, as she told her about her first night in the club, being new Tara had said if she needed to talk she was always there.
When suddenly she felt a hard body pressed against her back, hot breath on her neck and hands either side of her hips against the bar. Swallowing the lump in her throat she realized this guy wasn't making her feel sick, not like the one from earlier, this guy smelled incredible.
"Hey sweetheart, you ready for me now?" the husky voice asked in her ear, his chest now pressed tightly against her back, because although she hadn't realised Tara was leaning back into the body behind her.
She turned to face him, his arms still trapping her between himself and the bar, she smiled up at him seductively, quickly realising who it was, "Yes sir, just follow me" she smiled, taking his large hand in hers. Unable to stop her giggle, when hearing his slight growl above the music.
"Duty calls" the young dancer winked at the new girl behind the bar. As she sauntered off to one of the private rooms, with Dean in tow.
Walking into the room Tara pulled the dark red satin curtain closed behind her, the soft lighting of the room just enough to see every perfect part of him, just the way that she liked it, the excitement was buzzing through her body and mind. Just the thought alone of having this powerful man under her control, it was enough to make her shiver.