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.
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.