Posted in BDSM, erotica, fiction, S&M (Scott & Mariana)

Scott & Mariana V is now LIVE!

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Blurb: 

When you wish upon a star…

Mariana Harlow knows her situation isn’t a great one. She’s with a great man, but pregnant with her ex’s baby. She is also is working for her ex again. The two promised to be co-parents and professional, but why does that feel like one big ol’ lie?

Scott Reed really messed up with his relationship with Mariana and hopes to hell he can fix it before it’s too late. Until they’re able to see eye-to-eye, His submissive, Dove, will just have to do.

Sanora has plotted her revenge on supermodel Caprina Waters for a long time. But her desire turned into an obsession. Could her senator husband, Jay Edwards, help her before she wrecks havoc?

When you wish upon a star, dreams do come true. Even if you have to kill someone for them.

S&M is a BDSM interracial love journey that deals with romance, murder, revenge, and second chances. It is the fifth part to the S&M series and a prequel to The Ex-Factor.


 

Snippet: 

“Dove is one of the best submissives I’ve had because she lets Me do whatever I want to her. She’s a bad girl and likes to be punished for her sins or sometimes, My sins. I love to inflict pain – good pain – with her and she always takes it like a dirty, little whore she is.” Scott smiled as He caressed Dove’s pussy. She twisted her body in response. “The demonstration is over, but if you want to stay and watch Me torture her pussy, you’re more than welcome.”

Kimberly looked around. No one left.

Scott took out a cat o’ nine tails and brushed it against Dove’s body. He read her reaction to see if she was okay; she was. Scott nodded and before Dove could brace herself, He slapped the implement against her midsection.

Dove bent over and Scott barked at her to stand straight. He unleashed several whips across her back, her ass, and her breasts. He stood behind her and fingered her pussy as He whispered something in her ear.

Kimberly couldn’t take her eyes off Scott as He completely owned Dove’s body. Everything He did, Dove responded to it as if she was used to it. As He fingered her with one hand, He choked her with the other. Dove looked like she was about to lose her shit.

Dove came and her body convulsed. Scott slapped Dove’s breasts again as she squirmed against His body. He whispered something else in her ear and all Dove could do was nod. Kimberly squirmed a little in her seat as she felt her panties become soaked.

She wanted to be owned by Scott.

Scott was so mechanical, if she thought, about how he acted with his family. He wasn’t fake, but he didn’t show too much emotion. She knew what the deal was – they both were raised in high-society Southern culture. Appearances were everything and they both lived that to the day.

Even as a Dom, Scott was controlled.

Scott pulled out a Hitachi and turned it on the highest setting. He stood behind Dove and rubbed it against Dove’s pussy. Dove feverishly nodded and came again, buckling against the restraints. He slapped Dove’s breasts with His free hand and kept the Hitachi on her.

Kimberly watched as Dove came again.

And again.

And again.


 

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Posted in BDSM, erotica, fiction, S&M (Scott & Mariana)

#FlashbackFriday: S&M IV

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“Mari?” She heard His Southern drawl. “Come here, please.”

She logged out of her accounts and shut the computer down. She tried to wipe the smirk off her face as the butterflies danced in her stomach. She wondered what He was going to do to her. Was He going to take her on His desk? His sofa? Was He going to restrain her? Her mind went back and forth on what He wanted to do and what was actually going to occur.

Whatever she was feeling inside, she contained it outside. She made careful strides in her high heels and eyes downcast as she’d been instructed. Only look up at Master when He instructed.

When she arrived at His office, she made a beeline to Him and kneeled before Sir. Her eyes remained downcast and she used the time to calm her mind and clear her thoughts. Her only focus was on Him and only Him. She didn’t need to be worrying about school, dinner, or other nonsensical things at the moment. If she did, Sir would immediately notice and that would be the end of the scene. She slowly breathed fresh air through her lungs and out of her nostrils. Within seconds, she felt immediately better.

She felt a strong hand pat her head and a smile grew on her face. He was pleased she was there and that made her heart sing. It didn’t matter if He didn’t speak to her for the rest of the night or they didn’t participate in a scene at all. The fact she was available for Him, and He wanted her there, pleased her to no end.

Some women couldn’t understand why any sane woman would want to be a submissive and serve her Master. They were in love with the kinky sex idea but not the service and submission. They wouldn’t understand why she wanted Him to make all of her life decisions. They refuse to comprehend why she needed Him to show her guidance. They flat-out refused to entertain the thought she took care of any household needs while He handled all business affairs for them both. Mariana didn’t have time to explain to anyone who didn’t want to know the Lifestyle or simply couldn’t understand it. All she knew, all she wanted, was Master. No one would do – ever.

“Stand up,” He quietly spoke.

Mariana stood up but kept her eyes downcast. Master didn’t tell specifically to look at Him and she didn’t want to disobey Him.

“Undress,” He ordered.

She didn’t question if He wanted her down to her undergarments or completely naked; she knew exactly what it was. It was protocol she had to follow and she took explicit care to make sure she did it in the right order. First, she slid off her shoes and carefully placed them in a nearby corner. She removed her slacks and neatly folded them before putting them in a chair. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and that was when she made eye contact with Master for the first time.

She saw the fire burning in His eyes and a slow nod of His head as a tongue darted His lips. He enjoyed the show without vocalizing it. Once her shirt was unbuttoned, she slowly removed the material and folded it nice and neat, setting it on top of the slacks. Her bra and panties came off next and they too were also neatly folded.

She walked back to the corner where she kept the shoes. It was an intentionally short distance. Master wanted to see her ass jiggle as she walked and she willingly obliged His request. They both knew she belonged to Him and she wanted to show off just for Him. She bent over to slide on the shoes and walked slowly back to Him, dragging her hips with each step.

She finally stopped in of Him. Her arms were to her side and she stood straight up, perfect posture. She simply awaited His next instruction.

It felt like minutes before Master acted, but it was really just a few seconds. He wanted to admire the beauty of her nakedness. The way her breasts looked like perfect tear drops. Her toned stomach. Her caramel skin that glistened under the moonlight. Her long legs that wrapped so nicely around His waist.

She was a goddess and only belonged to Him.


 

I purposely chose this scene because they were going to be the third couple in Cuffing Season.

S&M will return at a date TBA.

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Superpower is now LIVE!

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Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is a New Adult erotic romance.


Superpower is available at the following retailers:

All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-superpower-2155697-178.html

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Superpower-State-Affairs-Book-2-ebook/dp/B01M269L9K

Barnes & Noble: Coming soon!

iTunes: Coming soon!

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/673291


 

As I stated last week on the Facebook page, I am willing to do interviews and possible group chats depending on the success of Superpower. If there is enough interest, I’ll create a closed/secret group to discuss the issues raised in Superpower.

Although I originally said I would not discuss Scott & Mariana, I will discuss The Ex-Factor since these books are related to each other. 

Go get your your copy today! Please leave a review! 

xoxoxo

-V.

Posted in erotica, fiction, New Adult Romances

Superpower COVER REVEAL

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Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is a New Adult erotic romance.

Superpower is a full-length novel.

Posted in erotica, fiction, New Adult Romances

#TeaserTuesday: Superpower #contemporary #romance

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Blurb:

Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is an erotic romance.


 

Unedited Snippet:

“Did you have a nice flight?” He asked as he kneaded the bread dough.

Briana watched Caleb’s hands and wondered how they would feel on her body. She blinked the thought out of her head. “Um, yes. It was a very nice flight.” Jay and Sanora upgraded her to first-class and Briana never knew such luxury existed. “I was quite comfortable.”

“That’s good,” Caleb stopped kneaded the dough, set it on a cookie sheet, and placed it inside the oven. “I’m glad to hear.”

“I met a friend of yours at the airport,” Briana felt her stomach grow into knots thinking about her confrontation, “Malik Touré.”

Caleb chuckled. “I wouldn’t call him a friend but yes, I do know him.”

“He knew I was coming to see you.” Briana looked at Caleb directly. “He told me you told him.”

“I casually mentioned it as we discussed people in the movement who are supporters,” Caleb felt the shift in the air go from loving to cold. He immediately sensed Briana’s walls went up and were impenetrable. “I take it that’s a problem.”

“I don’t care who you associate yourself with but I would really prefer you keep my name out of your mouth when discussing action plans with others.” She declared.

“Touché,” Caleb replied as he put pasta into the pot. “I take it you and Malik have beef?”

“Beef is when two people mutually don’t like each other. If one person doesn’t like someone and the other one doesn’t care, then that one person is just mad.” She stated. “I’m sure there are a variety of reasons why Malik doesn’t like me but the biggest one is he hates I’m at the forefront of the protests. He’s the one came up with the #GoHomeBree hashtag.”

Caleb nodded. “I’m sure he has his reasons for doing what he does. He does do a lot of great work for our community, you have to admit?”

Briana felt her heart drop to the pit of her stomach. She knew Caleb was too good to be true and he just proved it. “Interesting.”

“What is?”

“I just told you a Black man railroaded and humiliated me in front of the world and you still defended him. Oh, that’s right…Black men will defend other Black men before they protect a Black woman’s honor,” she got up and grabbed her bag. She was officially out of damns to give. “And then you niggas wonder why we date out. I’ll see myself out now.”

“Bree, wait!” Caleb rushed over to her and Briana stopped walking. “I’m sorry! I didn’t realize you were being attacked from everyone. I’m sorry about that. You do a lot of great work for the community, for us, and I didn’t realize how bad you get it from your end. I’ll talk with Malik and ask him to leave you alone, okay?” Caleb kissed her hand. “Please, Queen. Can we start over? Please?”

Caleb’s lips were soft, full, and hugged the back of Briana’s hand like if he knew every crevice of her body already. She wondered how they would feel better inside her thighs or if he placed small kisses around her navel in a circular fashion. She briefly wondered if they would feel amazing against her sex as she imagined they would.

Damn her loins and damn him. So maybe she had one more damn to give. “Okay.”

“Besides, I have all of this food and I can’t possibly eat all of this by myself,” he gave a small smile, “I even made salad!”

Caleb sounded sincere and Briana was rather hungry. She didn’t believe in second chances but she believed in him, maybe against her better judgment. “I like salad,” she nodded.

Caleb led her back to the kitchen where Briana resumed her spot at the kitchen island. Caleb poured her a glass of white wine and slid it over to her. “A fresh start?” His eyes begged for forgiveness.

Briana smiled back at him. Caleb was sincere, even if he was a bit misguided. “A fresh start.” She clinked glasses with him and took a sip of the cool liquid. Notes of dark chocolate, pear, and raspberry filled her senses. Caleb and the Edwards had at least one thing in common – they knew their wines. “You surprise me,” she sat down her glass, “I didn’t think you would care other than being an ally.”

“Why would you say that?” Caleb asked.

“Because I’ve seen who you follow on IG and I peeped your game,” she replied.

Caleb tossed the sautéed vegetables in the pan. He quietly hummed a tune – something Briana later figured out to be “Love is Stronger than Pride” as he checked the bread. “What game do I have?” He calmly asked.

“Fuck and leave,” Briana was straight to the point. “Correct me if I’m wrong.”

“That’s how I used to be,” Caleb admitted, “young, dumb, and full of come. I can’t tell the difference between who really want me and those who want my money. If I tell them not to expect anything, it makes it easier for all of us involved.”

“Used to be?” Briana’s eyes narrowed at his. “I think a part of you is still like that.”

“Not really. I’m getting up there in age and it’s time for me to settle down and have just one woman,” he stirred his homemade tomato sauce, “even if she lives a bit of a distance away from me.” His eyes met hers.

A rush of emotion filled Briana’s body, leading to her cheeks filled with a coral color. She envisioned brown babies with matching Afros. She saw an Afro-centric wedding theme as she and Caleb jumped over the broom.

She saw her partner in life and in the revolution. “If this is the game you’re playing to stop me from being mad at you, it’s working.”


 

Are you ready for the revolution?

Superpower (State of Affairs #2) will be out sometime next week.

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#ThrowbackThursday: I Need You #romance #contemporary

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Mariana took a sip of wine and lightly sighed. Maybe it was her fault for holding on to the past and not being concentrated fully on the future. B. was a great man who all but asked her to move in with him. Her family loved him. Her other friends adored him. They had a great relationship and it was never a dull moment between them.

Of course, the comparisons naturally came:

Asking her to watch over the house while he went away on a trip.

Asking her to move in a short time later.

A proposal would happen after that.

Maybe not the last one. A girl can dream, huh?

“You shouldn’t be alone tonight,” a familiar voice said in front of her.

Mariana looked up and met eyes with Scott. Damn, he was gorgeous. His emerald eyes sparkled in the candlelight and there was a slight smile peeking at the corner of his lips. She briefly inhaled and was blessed with his earthy cologne.

She should’ve been happy to see him but the anger from B.’s revelation clouded her jubilation. “What are you doing?”

“I’m doing what Bernard is doing if I assume correctly,” Scott rocked back on his heels, “having dinner at a very expensive restaurant with my girlfriend.”

“You know what I mean, Scott. B. told me about his future trip overseas,” Mariana’s eyes narrowed at him, and there was no sign of elation within them, “he told me you were behind his new tour.”

“B. is very talented, Mari. He needs all the promotion he can get and I’m willing to help him with that.”

“Stop,” she was curt, “he doesn’t need your help.” Scott looked around the restaurant and then sat himself down at her table. “I didn’t invite you to sit.”

“I don’t care,” he brushed her off. He motioned to a server to bring him a drink and one was promptly served. Scott took a sip of his whiskey and chewed it, savoring the smoky flavor. He swirled the amber liquid in his glass for a short while before he turned his attention to Mariana. “Your boyfriend is passionate about something and I happened to have the right connections to make sure his dream comes to fruition. And you’re telling me you don’t want that to happen?”

“I wouldn’t care if it wasn’t you,” she clarified, not moved by his intimidation attempt, “it’s the fact you are so insistent in helping him that makes me wonder what this is really about.”

Scott took another sip of whiskey and leaned back in his chair. “And what do you think this is really about?”

“You do not want me to be happy,” she held eye contact.

“Au contraire, mi amor. I want you to be very happy.

“You don’t want me to be very happy with him,” Mariana held her ground.

Scott played with his whiskey glass. “That’s a provocative statement.”

“It’s a true statement,” she replied.

“So you think.”

“So I believe.”

“Don’t believe everything you think,” he replied and Mariana uncomfortably shifted in her chair, “your happiness is all I care about, Mariana, contrary to what you believe. I have never wanted you to be unhappy because of something I did and yes, I’ll admit I did things that made you very unhappy and I sincerely and truly regret those things. But I will not sabotage your relationship for my sake. If I didn’t want you to be with Bernard, you wouldn’t be with Bernard.”

“You may have B. fooled into thinking you fully support him but we both know that’s not the case,” Mariana revealed, “you’re keeping tabs on him like you are on me.”

“You did not have to come back to McCormick, Mari.” Scott’s fingers circled the whiskey glass. “You chose to.”

“McCormick had the best package out there and it was an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

“It was an offer you could have refused and you didn’t,” Scott pointed out. “Now let me ask you—which one of us is keeping tabs on the other?”

“Do not flatter yourself,” Mariana retorted and Scott raised an amusing eyebrow, “I wouldn’t choose a job at McCormick just to spy on you.”

“Of course you wouldn’t,” Scott replied back as Dove took center stage at the dance floor behind Mariana, “I would hate to think you hate me that much, to care about what I’m doing.”

“You are convinced that I hate you and truth is…” Mariana briefly closed her eyes and counted to ten. There was a thin line between love and hate, though sometimes, it seemed that line became blurred. The man she would’ve done anything for was the same man who made her disgusted with anger.

She let out a small sigh and slowly opened her eyes. “I don’t ha—” Mariana stopped speaking when she realized Scott’s attention was behind her. She turned around and saw Dove grinding against another man in the middle of the dance floor. She was slightly bent over, moving her ass against the man’s crotch before she stood up again and ground more against his body, all the while locking eyes with Scott.

“You were saying, Mari?” Scott’s voice made Mariana sharply turn around to face him. A small smile formed on the corners of his lips as his eyes twinkled in delight in what Dove was doing.

“Am I boring you?” Mariana asked with a jealous annoyance in her voice.

“No, not at all.” Scott’s eyes danced from his ex-girlfriend to his current. “Dove was simply telling me something, that’s all.”

“That she wanted you take her back to her home on Whore Island?” Mariana snickered.


 

S&M IV, Part 2 is about to LIT.

I Need You is available on Amazon, All Romance, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and other retailers.

 

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#TeaserTuesday: Superpower #newadult #contemporary #romance

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Blurb:

Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is a New Adult erotic romance.


Unedited Snippet:

He carefully moisturized her locs using a concoction of coconut oil, shea butter, and water. With a rat-tail comb, Caleb helped take down Briana’s locs one by one.

“When was your turning point?” He asked as he combed through one loc.

“My turning point?” She asked.

Caleb concentrated on a single loc, gently combing through it as he spoke. “When you woke up after being asleep,” he clarified, “we all had a turning point.”

Briana thought about her past. For years, she treated racism as isolated incidents, not realizing how widespread and often hidden the problem was. It was no longer a bunch of men wearing hooded white sheets and burning crosses in someone’s front yard. It also meant bank loan denials, stop and frisk, being followed in a store, having ethnic names made fun of, and the list went on. “Two moments,” She stated, “in the same year I read the Autobiography of Malcolm X and that completely changed my outlook.”

“And the second occurrence?” He asked.

“The Oscar Grant acquittal,” she bit the inside of her cheek, “I cried for ten minutes. That’s when I knew there was a problem.”

“Oscar Grant was several years ago,” Caleb continued on the loc. “I was in college when the verdict came out. Me and my Brothers were livid. We staged a protest on campus.”

“You always identified with being Black?” She asked. “I know some biracials like to toe the line and say they’re multicultural and what-not.”

“That’s great We Are the World is their favorite song,” Caleb replied and Briana chuckled, “all I know is people will look past your race first until you do something they don’t like. And then they quickly remind you you’re Black.”

“Ain’t that the truth,” she softly shook her head, “each time we make one step forward, they always make sure we’re really ten steps behind.”

“And they want to be oppressed because they think we have it so easy,” Caleb chuckled, “yeah, because everybody wants to be pulled over all of the time. Everybody wants to be followed in a store, you know?”

“Everybody wants someone to tell them their natural hair is unkempt and so you spend money, hours, and time getting your hair as straight as it can be while burning your scalp from the relaxer chemicals.” Briana recalled.

“And once you do assimilate, they want to receive comments that you’re not Black enough and that you don’t act Black, and you don’t talk Black because they’ve based all of their stereotypes of Black people on you and wonder why you’re not in line with what they know.” Caleb replied. “And if you have an adoptive White family, they’ll wonder what orphanage in Africa did your parents pick you up from.”

“Oh my God,” Briana felt saddened and angry for him, “I’m so sorry, Caleb.”

“It is what it is,” he replied, “you don’t realize how racist it was back then and sometimes I still wonder if it was curiosity or their parents influence.”

“When was your wake-up call?” Briana asked. “What was your turning point?”

Caleb stopped combing through Briana’s hair and thought for a moment before he continued. “Getting detained in a rich neighborhood where my friend lived because the neighbors thought me and my Black friends were about to rob someone’s house. My parents were called to come get me. The officers got the shock of their lives when they saw two White people get out of their sedan to pick me up. That night, my father gave me The Talk.”

“How to act around police?”

“How society is going to treat me,” he further clarified. “He flat-out said ‘I’m your dad and you’re my son but society is going to treat me differently from you because they think I’m safer.’ He went into detail with examples. From that moment on, I never questioned if I was Black.”

“But…” Briana was hesitant to point out the elephant in the room but had to. “…you don’t look it.”

“And that’s the joke,” Caleb pointed out. “Once the Afro came out, then people suddenly remembered.”

“I know I did,” Briana silently gasped and covered her mouth after she realized how bad it sounded, “shoot, I didn’t mean for it to sound that way.”

“No, it’s okay.” Caleb replied. “I know what you meant.”

“Oh yeah?” She challenged him. “What did I mean?”

Caleb leaned over and brushed his lips over Briana’s left earlobe. “If I’m Black everywhere, right?”

There went that sensual undercurrent with a heavy slab of good old fashioned horny. It didn’t help matters Briana was between Caleb’s strong legs and her face wasn’t that far from his crotch. “That could be considered a stereotypical comment, you know?”

“But you wondered if that stereotype was true when it came to me, yes?” He asked. “You don’t got to lie to kick it.”

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#SundaySnippet: Superpower (State of Affairs II) #romance #contemporary #newadult

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Blurb:

Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is an erotic romance.


Unedited Snippet:

Briana was so lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize the other bar patrons suddenly disappeared and she was left alone. Soon, several men in business suits surrounded the bar and faced outward.

Briana stiffened as she realized what was happening. Was she about to be kidnapped? Did someone go through an elaborate setup to threaten her? Briana didn’t care a weapon on her, though she briefly thought about carrying a pocket knife. Now she wished she had it with her.

“Excuse me?” She asked aloud to no one in particular. “What’s going on?”

“All clear, sir.” One of the men spoke into a small microphone.

“Sir?” Briana repeated and she turned around. Dressed in an open collar business suit and carried a swag that was only learned with age, Senator Jay Edwards calmly walked inside the hotel bar and sat next to Briana at the bar.

Jay had an inexplicable swag about him that could only be felt, not described. He carefully wielded his power and silently dared anyone to test him. It was how he became a force to be reckoned with in Congress, and the policymaker everyone hated to love and loved to hate.

The bartender suddenly reappeared and Jay ordered a cocktail. Once the bartender returned with Jay’s drink, Jay calmly slid an Ulysses Grant towards the man, who quickly left.

Briana was impressed. Upon further research of Jay, his wealth matched his power. His parents’ net worth was around 600 million but Jay’s own wealth was around 400 million. He and a business partner made a lot of money from their winery, along with other businesses where he was a silent investor. It was heavily rumored his wife, Jessica, was a billionaire in her own right but no one could ever confirm the information.

If Briana assumed correctly, no one could confirm anything because the Edwards purposely made it difficult for anyone to find out more than they needed to know. “Hello, Senator.”

“I love it when you call me Senator,” Jay smiled at her. “How are you, Briana?”

“I’m very well,” she took a sip of wine, “I didn’t know Secret Service protected senators,” Briana glanced around.

“By Executive Order of the President,” Jay answered. He took another sip of whiskey and swirled the sweet honey liquor around in his mouth. “The last two Presidents made sure I was under protection and I’m pretty sure this upcoming one will do the same.”

Briana read between what Jay said. It was clear he was dangerous and valuable. The question was who would benefit the most from Jay’s knowledge? “You have that much dirt on everyone?”

“I don’t have any dirt on anyone,” Jay replied, his deep baritone comforting Briana’s ears. “I just make good on promises.”

“Promises of what?” She asked.

“Whatever I want them to be,” his eyes cut at her and a quick glance he eyed her attire from her feet to her earrings. She wore jeans, a black sweater, and boots. Her locs were pulled into a loose bun at the back of her neck and she went make-up free. She looked wonderful and smelled like honey and chai.

His cobalt blue eyes smoldered with a hint of sensuality and flickered with power. “And I never break a promise.”


 

Superpower is going to be a full-fledged novel so the release date will be pushed back a little. I will have the first three chapters or so on wattpad, hopefully, by the end of this week.

Superpower will be available everywhere (and in print!) on a release date TBA.

 

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#FlashFriday: Superpower (State of Affairs II) #romance #contemporary

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“May I join you?” Caleb asked.

Briana stared at Caleb for a long while as they stood in front of each other, completely naked and raw. She slowly blinked and smiled in amazement at his physique. He was tatted across his chest and two full sleeves, but it didn’t look obscene.

He had a solid washboard stomach and strong, muscular legs. His cock wasn’t hard but the length and width of it answered the silent question she had earlier. Briana felt her mouth water.

When Briana met Caleb’s eyes again, she felt complete. She never wanted to cover up nor did she tell him to get out. Instead, she silently beckoned him to come inside the open shower with her.

Caleb walked to the shower and watched Briana rinse her hair again. He helped detangled it with one hand while the other wrapped around the small of her back. He began to kiss her neck, placing a series of small kisses all over her chest before softly kissing her nipples.

Briana let out a small sigh as she felt every emotion rise to the forefront – power, love, sensuality, and pure arousal. Caleb’s soft beard gently scraped Briana’s chest as his lips moved from one breast to the other.

Briana’s fingers became lost within Caleb’s hair as he kneeled down to kiss her navel and the inside of her thighs. Her breaths became short pants and the arousal shivers morphed into sharp pangs of desire.

“Mmm…” he buried his nose into her sex but didn’t kiss her. “…you smell so sweet, Queen.”

“Oh fuck!” Briana gasped as she looked down and saw Caleb wink at her. She held eye contact as a few moans left her breath and her chest heaved up and down. He didn’t penetrate her nor did he play with her pussy. Yet, Caleb had Briana in every single emotion.

She watched him stand up and he softly grabbed her face, crushing his lips upon hers as the shower rained on them both. It wasn’t just any kiss. Briana wished it were that simple but it was so much more.

It was power. It was love. It was the future. It was the beginning of being a part of the revolution, together.

Caleb’s tongue was expert on hers. His kisses were slow, hot, and methodical. He tasted every corner of her mouth without being pushy or rushing. He wanted to taste her, feel her, and explore her.

Caleb tasted like peppermint gum and a bit of vodka from earlier. He was gentle. He was rough. He took his time. He sped up at times. He didn’t make any demands but rather, his tongue simply repeated a phrase over and over…

Please?

Caleb was…perfect.

It was more than just feeling lightheaded or stolen breath, Briana hastily concluded. Caleb somehow made love to her brain and removed her ability to think coherently. All of her thoughts were replaced with him and how soon she would be able to feel him inside her.

“I can’t wait to hear what you sound like when you come all over my cock,” he whispered to her, “I can’t wait to hear your moans as I enter your tight pussy and you beg me not to stop.”

Briana could only moan in response. Her brain couldn’t form a coherent sentence. When Caleb suddenly pulled away from her, she felt a longing for his kiss again and that was a shock to her system. She’d never longed for any man, not even Jay.

Now Caleb had her all in her emotions and he barely kissed her. “Caleb…” Her lips quivered against his as his name came out like a hushed moan.

He flicked open a bottle. “But first, I need to deep condition your hair,” he grabbed a bottle of Jamaican Black Castor Oil shampoo and spread it all over Briana’s hair. “I’ll wash your hair, Queen.”

Hearing Caleb call her his Queen did everything to Briana’s ovaries. She was beyond aroused and she nearly came by his words alone. “Yes, my King,” she nodded.


 

Yes, Lawd.

Book release date TBA soon.

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#ThursdaySnippet: State of Affairs II

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“I sat down because I don’t believe in what the flag stands for. Think about it. The Declaration of Independence was written in 1776. The Star-Spangled Banner was composed in 1814. But the Emancipation Proclamation didn’t happen until 1863. So, who was the independence for? Who was the Star-Spangled Banner written for? Not for me. Not for my ancestors. It doesn’t apply to any minority group here.

“Now, if I lose endorsements and I get hate mail, then it only proves what I did was right and I stood up for what I believe in. I’m not disrespecting the troops. I’m merely invoking my First Amendment right. If everyone else can, why not me?”

Senator Jay Edwards turned off his TV and stared blankly at the dark screen. His Facebook page was full of comments, demanding he say something. His phone rang off the hook all morning. He couldn’t even enjoy watching SportsCenter without the commentators pretending they were fake woke so they could sound intelligent for everyone else.

Jay loved it.

Famed NFL quarterback and reigning Super Bowl champion, Caleb Kelly, made a controversial protest against the American flag. It couldn’t have come at a worst time. It couldn’t have come at a better time.

In the current political climate of the country, it was no surprise the reaction was deeply divided. Other athletes came out to shame Caleb, while many celebrities supported him. What was more astounding was the number of veterans who also had his back.

As Jay’s MO, he always waited until he received more information before making any type of statement. It was why he was admired; he never became extremely angry and jumped in so he could be a trending topic.

Now that Caleb had the nation’s attention, it was time for Jay to make his move. He was pretty sure the star athlete would not say a word to him. Caleb was pretty adamant on how he really felt about anything conservative and Republican based on his IG feed.

It was time to use another approach.

“So, what do you think?” Sanora asked as she walked into the study. She showed her husband Caleb’s speech as she was rather fascinated by it.

Jay revealed a cunning smile. “I think we just found Briana’s soul mate.”


 

State of Affairs II will be out later this month.