#TeaserTuesday: Simply Complicated

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Blurb:

Savior Ellison is going to learn the hard way – Keisha Jones cannot be bought.

What may have worked with other women in the past simply won’t do with the young woman who has captured his attention. If Keisha wants him to chase her, Savior hopes she has a good pair of running shoes.

Keisha Jones doesn’t know the type of games Savior is playing nor does she want to participate. She’s heard of his reputation and she wants no parts of the man she fantasizes about on a nightly basis. Savior Ellison doesn’t take no for an answer and Keisha is wondering what is his real motivation.

Sex, drugs, lies, and politics. All in a day’s work.

Simply Complicated is a standalone erotic full-length novel. It deals with trust, public perception, and true love.


Unedited Snippet:

90 days. We’re on day five.

I get up to use the bathroom and pass Savior on the way when his hand suddenly grabs my leg. I’m startled and look down at him. He slowly opens his eyes and he lazily smiles at me. “Where are you going, gorgeous?”

It’s the second time he’s called me that. “Bathroom. Emergency.”

He nods. “Come back here when you’re done.” He caresses my leg and lets me go.

I immediately feel the loss of his touch and I hurry to the bathroom like I’m Flo-Jo in the Olympics. After I come out, I rejoin Savior on the sofa. I sit across from him and he shakes his head. He lifts up the blanket and I notice his cock is tucked away into his pants. I was really hoping it was still out and hard so we could finish what we started last night. “Come here, gorgeous.”

He’s not my boyfriend but he’s acting like it. I’m torn between complaining about his attitude and wanting to get Savior snuggles. Snuggles, FTW. I walk over and lay down beside him. My back is pressed against his body and we’re facing the TV.

Savior’s body feels amazing against mine. It doesn’t matter if he’s beside me, behind me, or underneath me. I just want to feel him on me all day, every day.

“How did studying go last night?” He asks. His nose nuzzles my neck and he wraps his arms around my body.

It feels like we’ve always done this. It feels like an old friend. He feels like, everything. “It went very well. I have my final at ten so I’ll leave here in a little while. Then I have an appointment at the clinic to get everything checked and refill my birth control.” I yawn. “After that, I’m done until mid-February.”

Savior nods and kisses the nape of my neck. Ooh, that boy doesn’t know that’s my spot. “And then what?”

“Just the internship and I’ll get a job somewhere. I don’t really need one but I like to make my own money instead of relying on my daddy for some.”

His tongue plays with my earlobe and if this boy don’t quit…“What does your dad do for a living?”

I was wondering when that question was going to come up. I’d rehearsed my canned answers to Savior for a while and they all didn’t make any sense.

My daddy is a pharmaceutical rep. He reps Inglewood, Watts, and some parts of Compton. Westsiiiiiiiiiiide!

My daddy make it do what it do.

My daddy is a hustla, baby! (In my Pharrell voice)

I want to tell Savior the truth about my family but I don’t want to push him away. What guy will be okay that the woman he’s banging has a father who keeps goons on retainer? On the same token, I also want to realize who he’s getting himself involved with. He’s not dealing with Karen from Malibu or Christy from Palm Springs. He’s dealing with ghetto-ass Keisha from Inglewood.

“My daddy runs his own business from home. He does a lot of accounting.” Not quite a lie, but sounds a lot better than the truth.

Savior nods and kisses my neck again. This time I feel his hardened cock press into my cheeks. I want to turn around, straddle him, and ride that motherfucker until the sun goes down. Last night, Savior let me take control. I don’t think he’ll let me do it again this morning.

“What are your plans today?” I ask.

“Legal schmegal stuff,” his voice is smooth like maple syrup on a stack of pancakes, “and then gym time. I have a business dinner I need to attend but hopefully it won’t take too long.” He kisses my neck again. “Can I spend the night tonight?”

Hell, you can spend the night any night. My legs are wide open for you, boy. “Sure, that’ll be great.”

Savior yawns and checks his Apple watch. “Shit, I need to go.” I move out of his way and he rubs a hand over his face. “Bathroom?”

“Down the hallway to your right.” I watch him get up and he winks at me, slapping my ass before he leaves.

My body once again craves him. He felt so warm, and just so right. My mind travels to thought of when we’ll have sex for the first time. I mean, technically speaking we’ve already hooked up but I’m thinking the actual body-rocking, lamp-breaking, continuous orgasm sex.

I wonder if I’ll be able to handle him.

The toilet flushes and Savior appears a few minutes later, already in mid-transformation of his appearance. The sultry look is still there, but more of professional Savior has appeared. He wears his appearance as a mask, putting in on depending the situation and persons, and only carefully removing it when he’s completely comfortable. I wonder if I’ll ever see all of him.

He rushes over and kisses me, not caring about my stank morning breath. His lips sweep over mine and I hold onto his muscular arms to keep from falling. Every time he kisses me it blows me away. I wonder if it’ll always be like this.

Then I remind myself – 90 days.

He pulls back and I softly moan at the loss of him. “Good luck.” He gives my ass a couple of pats and heads out. I watch him walk to a parked Bentley with the driver, waiting for him at the back passenger door. Savior must’ve known he was going to stay with me because I can’t imagine the driver staying there all night waiting for him.

Did he know he was going to spend the night here? I can’t recall seeing the driver when I let him in.

As I close the front door, I have more questions than answers about Savior and our arrangement. He said he couldn’t do romance. He stressed he didn’t want to be my boyfriend and a relationship wasn’t something he wanted. If he wanted sex, he most certainly would’ve gotten more.

If I didn’t know better, it seemed Savior just wanted to be held.


 

The second and final book in the Savior and Keisha love drama, Simply Complicated, drops on February 13th. Pre-order details soon to come. It’ll be available everywhere.

To read the prequel, Her Savior, click here.

 

SundaySnippet: State of Affairs III

Blurb:

The fight has only begun.

As Briana gears up for a battle to Capitol Hill, her only concern is her father and how his shooting will impact Sisters United. While her opponents seize on the opportunity, Briana wonders if she’s just another pawn in someone’s deadly game of control.

Mariana Harlow has been presented one of the best and crucial accounts of her young career – handling the PR of controversial athlete, Caleb Kelly. When she and Caleb become too close, it causes problems between her and her boyfriend/boss, Scott Reed.

Senator Jay Edwards is the most powerful man in the world and everyone knows it except for the current POTUS. When the president gives Jay a thinly-veiled threat, Jay responds in a way no one saw coming.

Money. Power. Respect. All in a day’s work.


“Gotta love liberals. You see, the one thing I respect about my fellow conservatives is that when they say they hate you, they mean it. They don’t joke around when it comes to it. But liberals? They’ll court your vote, they’ll get on stage to be with you, but once they’re elected, they don’t care. You were good for their vote and that’s it.
 
“It’s not a surprise that most liberals care more about DACA than they do about Black Lives Matter. But then they need to ask themselves, if they have more energy in supporting those who are not legal citizens but do not care about those who are, why are they shocked about who is currently in the White House?” Senator Edwards flashed a bright smile and stared into the camera. “So, I’ll say this to the black community – do you want support a party who cares more about illegal immigrants than your rights? Do you want to support a party who wants you to learn a second language even though you’re an American-born citizen? Do you want to support a party who only wants another white man representing your voice? The choice is up to you.
 
“Your fellow Democrats are trying to twist our arms into allowing illegals to have rights you don’t have. You were born into this country as a citizen and you’re treated as if you’re second-class. We’ve tried to work and reason with them and they refuse to do so. Paraphrasing the late and great Tupac Shakur, we’ll shut this bitch down if you get us pissed. Have a wonderful day, and God bless America!”

 
Senator Jay Edwards is not playing.
 
The third book in the politically explosive State of Affairs series drops this spring.

#TeaserTuesday: Simply Complicated

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Blurb:

Savior Ellison is going to learn the hard way – Keisha Jones cannot be bought.

What may have worked with other women in the past simply won’t do with the young woman who has captured his attention. If Keisha wants him to chase her, Savior hopes she has a good pair of running shoes.

Keisha Jones doesn’t know the type of games Savior is playing nor does she want to participate. She’s heard of his reputation and she wants no parts of the man she fantasizes about on a nightly basis. Savior Ellison doesn’t take no for an answer and Keisha is wondering what is his real motivation.

Sex, drugs, lies, and politics. All in a day’s work.

His Everything is a standalone erotic full-length novel. It deals with trust, public perception, and true love.


 

Unedited Snippet:

He glides in and out of me so smoothly, like if he’d studied my body. I felt every wonderful inch of his glorious, thick cock as my pussy suckled the length of it. Savior felt higher than any drug, and I didn’t want to come down.

His thrusts were diabolical, maddening, and so deep. My body responded like never before, embracing his thickness. My pussy quivered around his cock, wanting more. Savior holds onto my hips when he increased the pace, and his words…his words promised me everything.

“You’re so beautiful, Keisha,” he groans as a free hand reaches up and squeezes my breasts. “You’re mine. I won’t let you go.”

I tightened around him, pulling him in deeper. The pressure was beginning became too much and I moaned and cried. My hands gripped his arms as my head slammed back into the pillow. I felt so full, yet I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more of this.

I wanted more of Savior.

He reaches up and grabs my hands, interlocking our fingers together. He claims my mouth once again, plundering his tongue inside mine. He’s claiming me. He’s branding me. I’m his and he drives the point home.

The orgasm slammed into me like a Mack truck. My body rolled as delicious pinpoints of pleasure seized my body, creating aftershocks as Savior was still inside me. I cried and keened, vibrating against his mouth.

He thrusts a few more times before he finally pulls out of me, disposing the condom and coming all over my body. “Fuck!” He growls and trembles, shooting his hot seed all over me.

Carnal desires take over me and my mouth is hungry for his taste. I swipe some come from my chest and swallow it as I stare back at him. I’m daring him to fuck me again, to give me all of him, and silently asking him if this is still just sex.

Savior collapses on top of me. His cock is still hard and he’s still coming. He presses his forehead against mine and sweetly kisses me. “Keisha…” he moans, cupping my face and kissing me again. “…Keisha.”

There are no fancy lunches. No Armani suits. No expensive cars. No false pretenses. We’re stripped. Bare. Raw. Beyond naked. We’re both in a daze and don’t want to come down.

It’s a side of Savior no one has seen before. He’s a man who separates sex from love and has done a great job of doing so. What happened between us just now was beyond that. Savior was vulnerable and he let his guard down.

“Where are your towels?” He asks.

“In the hallway.” I whisper.

He gets up and opens the door, briefly checking to see if Junie and Tasha are home. He walks out of the bedroom, and grabs a towel, stopping by the bathroom to moisten it. He returns to the bedroom and begins to clean my love, being gentle with it.

He wipes himself off and tosses the towel aside before he climbs back into bed with me. I roll over and cuddle with him as Savior kisses my forehead.

I don’t want to spoil this moment but I have to know what’s going on. I’m already attached to this man and if it’s just a physical thing, we need to end it before the 90 days. “Is it still just sex?” I ask.

Savior turns to me and cups my face. “Was it ever?”


 

Simply Complicated will drop on February 13th.

To read the prequel, His Savior, click here.

#SexySunday Snippet: Simply Complicated #romance #standalone

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Savior Ellison is going to learn the hard way – Keisha Jones cannot be bought.

What may have worked with other women in the past simply won’t do with the young woman who has captured his attention. If Keisha wants him to chase her, Savior hopes she has a good pair of running shoes.

Keisha Jones doesn’t know the type of games Savior is playing nor does she want to participate. She’s heard of his reputation and she wants no parts of the man she fantasizes about on a nightly basis. Savior Ellison doesn’t take no for an answer and Keisha is wondering what is his real motivation.

Sex, drugs, lies, and politics. All in a day’s work.

Simply Complicated is a standalone erotic full-length novel. It deals with trust, public perception, and true love.


 

Unedited Snippet:

My internship was full steam ahead for the rest of the day. I sat in on a couple of meetings, did a lot of filing, and read up on some cases that were too strange for Law & Order.

All I thought about were Savior’s words. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll think about me each time you walk tomorrow. His eyes burned with desire. He taunted me, promised me, and will provide everything and then some.

My mind travels back to this past weekend when he surprised me. The way his fingers played with my sex, circling my clit until I fisted the sheets. My body moved along with his fingers as he promised me whatever I wanted.

He’d already showed me what that tongue can do, coaxing my body to an orgasm I will never forget.

And he took my three dollar Wal-Mart panties with them. The emoji ones. What in the hell did I just get myself into?

My day wraps up and I’m so ready to leave. As five o’clock rolls around, I turn off my computer and put everything away. I gather my purse when my office phone rings.

Savior is calling me.

I hesitate answering the phone because I’m not sure if I want to talk to him. I’m not upset or angry; I just already know the affect he has on me. Our relationship is purely sexual and that’s it. I refuse to get caught up with someone who will use me as a fuck toy and vice-versa.

What Savior Ellison doesn’t know that he’s messing with Prince Jones’s baby girl, an independent woman who will get in formation with her six-inch heels. (Okay, so I need to stop listening to so much Beyoncé.)

Savior Ellison is gon’ learn today that I’m not the motherfucking one, two, or three. And with that, I answered the phone. “Keisha Jones speaking.”

“You have the perfect voice for a phone sex operator.” Savior purrs. “Your voice…throaty, breathless, wispy…I think I can come on your voice alone.”

Fuck. There goes my black fist in the air along with my Wonder Woman uniform. It dissipated at the same time my thighs magically opened. Weird. “How can I help you, Savior?”

“I forgot to tell you to clear your schedule out this weekend. There’s a Christmas gala I want to take you to. We’ll go shopping for your gown and accessories on Friday.”

A gala is one of those high-society, high-flauting type of things that guarantees I’ll be on the society pages. I’m not sure how I’m feeling about this. “Okay.”

“You’ll be my date and I’ll pick you up around seven.” He notes. “As for tonight, we’re still on. I’ll be at your house later around 10.”

Booty call hours. I say that’s pretty convenient for our arrangement. “Okay.”

“Have a great rest of the day. See you later, gorgeous.” He hangs up.

I slowly return the phone to the retriever. Savior is a calculating executive and he didn’t just get to where he is because he’s the boss’s kid. He knows how to play the game and what to say to ensure victory.

As I walk down to the garage and get inside the BMW, I think about what’d just transpired. I know our arrangement is purely sexual but I couldn’t help but to blush at the compliment Savior gave me.

No man has ever called me gorgeous before.


 

Simply Complicated drops on February 13th.

#TeaserTuesday Untitled State of Affairs 3

Blurb:

The fight has only begun.

As Briana gears up for a battle to Capitol Hill, her only concern is her father and how his shooting will impact Sisters United. While her opponents seize on the opportunity, Briana wonders if she’s just another pawn in someone’s deadly game of control.

Mariana Harlow has been presented one of the best and crucial accounts of her young career – handling the PR of controversial athlete, Caleb Kelly. When she and Caleb become too close, it causes problems between her and her boyfriend/boss, Scott Reed.

Senator Jay Edwards is the most powerful man in the world and everyone knows it except for the current POTUS. When the president gives Jay a thinly-veiled threat, Jay responds in a way no one saw coming.

Money. Power. Respect. All in a day’s work.

 


 

Unedited Snippet:

“You love to claim how liberal and open-minded you are, but you’re not. You liberals and conservatives are on the same side of the deceptive coin. You do not want to help anyone but your pockets.” Caleb stepped up to Scott, “Just admit it, Scott, seeing a free black man bothers you.”

Scott felt his shoulders tense up and he silently counted to five before he responded. It was better he count to five than his fist connect with Caleb’s face, though the urge was becoming more difficult by the day. “Bitch, I can buy your entire existence and you would still owe me.”


 

When White privilege comes face-to-face with a free Black man…

The third book in the politically explosive State of Affairs series drops this spring.

 

And it’s LIVE – D’Amato #contemporary #romance #multicultural #bwwm #interracial

H.E.R.

Blurb: Seven couples. One epic story.

Ending 2017 with a bang and kicking off 2018 with a bigger one.

Happy New Year’s!

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Amazon CA

Smashwords

 

Radio Interview with Kimberly Kaye

Hello Everyone!

Today…yes, TODAY!…I’ll be interviewing with Kimberly Kaye of WKIX. If you’re local in that area, you can listen to it live. If you’re not local, you can stream it!

Be sure to check out my Valley Girl aka the white voice I use when I handle business as we talk about my works. 🙂

Link below:

http://my96kix.com

Beauty Is Her Name is now LIVE!

So, last year, I wrote a free story on wattpad that was hugely popular. I decided to finally extend and release it!

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Blurb:

Does true love really exist?

Beautiful “Beauty” Whalen was born with the world in the palm of her hand. The daughter of the world’s most famous pop singer and a high-profile director, everyone has seen her grow up via social media and via a few roles in her dad’s movies.

As she celebrated her 21st birthday, a curse placed on her by an evil spirit takes hold. Unbeknownst to the all, a special fairy godmother amended the curse, with only a special Prince to relieve it.

Prince Martinez is a popular Vine star and creator of Swipe!, a new dating app. His dashing good looks and changing girlfriends make him a tabloid favorite, though that is far from his real personality – a stay at-home geek. When he hears about Beauty’s sudden illness, Prince makes a special visit to her in hopes to spread goodwill.

Can Beauty be saved by Prince’s visit? Or will it be too late?

Beauty Is Her Name is a modern-day fairytale of Sleeping Beauty. It is a New Adult romance.


 

Purchase links:

Amazon US

Amazon CA

Amazon UK

Smashwords

Free version (note: the free version is clean while the paid version is not).

I hope you enjoy! Please review! More stories coming out this month! xoxoxo

#SnippetSunday Untitled D’Amato Brothers 7 (Faith/Eli/Erica)

“I’m a good girl, Eli. I go to church. I give back to my community. I go home to watch Netflix when I have time, but I do most of my sleeping at the hospital between rounds. I don’t go to bars. I don’t do online dating. I’m way behind on my TGIT addiction and I can’t tell you the last time I actually went shopping for clothing that wasn’t hospital-related.”

Eli’s eyebrows furrowed as he listened to Erica’s mini-rant that sounded more like a plea to leave her alone. “Okay…” he chose his words carefully. “…I don’t understand what you’re saying here.”

Erica sighed and folded her lips before she found the strength to speak again. “I’m a good girl, Eli. I was raised to bring home a God-fearing man. Someone I could be proud of. Someone that wouldn’t make me ashamed. And you don’t do any of those things, don’t get me wrong. I was taught to be prim and proper and always be ladylike.”

“I’m totally confused right now,” Eli slowly shook his head.

“Each time I see you, I’m near you, I think of you…” Erica knew what she was going to say was going to sound all sorts of wrong, but she was already in the deep end. She might as well try to swim. “…each time I think of you, you make me wanna channel my inner Nicki Minaj. I just want to put this pussy on your sideburns.”

Eli leaned against the kitchen doorway. “Oh shit?” He smiled.

“You bring the very worst out of me!” Erica’s eyes widened. “Like before you I didn’t even like being on top! And now you got me listening to Dave East and the Wu-Tang Clan! Hell, I picked up OutKast’s greatest hits because of you! All I ever listened to was Boyz II Men, Lecrae, and Kirk Franklin!” She finally took a breath and released another sigh. “My mama is going to think a demon got a hold onto me and possessed me!”

Eli walked over to his girlfriend and circled her waist with his thumbs. “Maybe I need to spend the rest of the night exorcising that demon from you.” He softly kissed her neck and Erica moaned her appreciation. His fingers moved towards the front of her yoga pants, where he cupped her sex. “I’m sure it’s located right here.”


 

I bet it is, too!

Details on the next book in the Eli/Faith (and Erica!) saga will be released within the next few weeks. Book will be out before the end of the year.

#TeaserTuesday: H.E.R.

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Blurb: 

Love, honor, and respect.

The motto has maintained the Torres crime family for decades. It’s why they were always ten steps ahead of their adversaries. It’s also why they were the most-feared crime family in all of New York. It’s also why there was such a brotherhood between Pablo Torres, and his right-hand man/best friend, Clyde Lewis.

The two men formed a solid bond when their children became best friends, attending each other’s birthday parties, graduations, and other celebrations in a twenty-five year time span. The sons grew up to become mafia dons in their own right, controlling all of Harlem.

But all good things must end.

When an associate of the Torres’s mistakenly takes out a member of the Lewis family, all love, honor, and respect is thrown out of the window and is replaced with hate, disappointment, and revenge.

But what happens when the grandchildren of the rival families fall in love with each other?

H.E.R. is a series of small novellas dealing with revenge, true love, and if time really heals. It’s a modern-day retelling of Romeo and Juliet.


Unedited Snippet: 

When Roman turned back, Julia disappeared. His eyes searched for her all over the room. She seemingly vanished. “Damn it,” he cursed himself, “now I need to try to find her.”

“Find who?”

Roman slightly jumped and turned around. Staring at him with wide eyes and a bright smile was his new muse, Julia herself. Her face was completely made up and the bronze brought out the best in her rounded cheeks. She looked stunning. “You,” he gave a smile.

“Roman,” she returned his smile, “I’m so glad you came!” She leaned in and gave him a big bear hug.

Lord have mercy. The god sister who was a little nerdy, a little awkward, and a little unconventional grew up to become a grown-ass woman. She wore a simple, black dress with too loose spaghetti straps that kept falling down her bare shoulders. He suddenly wanted to kiss her just right there.

Julia was tall and her brown skin, a rich sepia color, shimmered beneath Roman’s skin. He felt his breath lodged in his throat when he wrapped his arms around her back. Jesus. She smelled like strawberries and mangoes. Suddenly, Roman was hungry for just that.

Roman wanted to think pure thoughts but feeling Julia’s breasts pressed against him made all X-rated fantasies suddenly appear. When she pulled away, he inwardly growled at the loss of her.

Roman suddenly reminded himself who he was and who Julia was. She was his god sister. He was her god brother. They were family. They grew up playing Sega Genesis and Crash Bandicoot. They had birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese’s together. They were each other’s first kiss.

Now all he wanted to do is pin her beneath him as he thrust into her, begging her to submit while she cried and begged him not to stop.

“It’s great to see you,” her voice was soft, yet smoky. “I’m glad you were finally able to come here, Mr. Fashion Designer. Big fan of yours, by the way. No one believes me when I tell them we used to play together.”

Roman felt his cheeks turn hot and beet red. He’d heard that compliment numerous times over the years yet it sounded different from Julia. He wanted to play with Julia, all right, and it wouldn’t be GTA V. “Vanessa was like a mother to me. I couldn’t miss this for anything.” He looked around and saw everyone was talking in their own groups. He suddenly had an idea. “Do you want to go somewhere private?”

~~~~~~

“Gosh,” Julia dragged her bare feet along the sand at the nearby playground, “I haven’t been here in so long. I’m glad they still have this.”

“Remember how we used to play here all the time?” Roman chuckled. “You always were so mean to me in tag.”

“It’s not my fault, you couldn’t hang with the big kids,” she stuck out her tongue.

“You’re only eight months older than me. Only.” He shook a finger as he lightly swung. “Even though you often acted like my big sister.”

“I guess I was protective of you.” She glanced over at him. “Now I see I didn’t have any reason to be.”

A sensual air passed between the pair and Roman cleared his throat. “So, how’s L.A.?”


H.E.R. will be out later this  month.

To read the first few chapters, click here.