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June 7, 2014
NEW RELEASE!!! EXPOSED (FREE FALLING BOOK THREE)
Silly me forgot to mention that the final installment of the Free Falling series was released last Saturday :D For a limited time only, books one and two (GRAVITY and SECRETS) are on sale for $0.99!!
EXPOSED synopsis:
They’re back. They’re grown. It’s on…
In the third and final installment of the Free Falling series, five years have passed since the tragedy that changed Samantha Kelley’s life forever. She made the difficult decision to walk away from the man she once thought to be her soul mate. Looking back, there were a few regrets, but she still believes in her heart that fleeing to New York was the right move….or does she? For the most part, she’s settled and content, but there’s a question still brewing in the back of her mind - Will her current relationship ever measure up to the passion that she experienced with AJ?
When Sam walked away, AJ found himself spiraling uncontrollably through every emotion possible – grief, anger, and depression, to name a few. It took almost two years for him to fully get over the idea of her leaving him behind without so much as an address where she could be reached. But he didn’t get through the darkest time of his life without a little help from someone who seemed to just appear out of nowhere – a woman who now has dibs on his heart.
It was simple for the pair to pretend like old feelings had faded into the abyss while they were hundreds of miles apart, but what will happen when Sam and AJ meet up again for the first time in years? Will resentment forever keep ‘what could’ve been’ just at arm’s length? Will it be love at first sight like they experienced in the past? Or will they fight against the insatiable pull that they have always had toward one another, choosing to keep their current relationships intact instead?
NOW AVAILABLE!! ONLY ON AMAZON!!
EXPOSED synopsis:
They’re back. They’re grown. It’s on…
In the third and final installment of the Free Falling series, five years have passed since the tragedy that changed Samantha Kelley’s life forever. She made the difficult decision to walk away from the man she once thought to be her soul mate. Looking back, there were a few regrets, but she still believes in her heart that fleeing to New York was the right move….or does she? For the most part, she’s settled and content, but there’s a question still brewing in the back of her mind - Will her current relationship ever measure up to the passion that she experienced with AJ?
When Sam walked away, AJ found himself spiraling uncontrollably through every emotion possible – grief, anger, and depression, to name a few. It took almost two years for him to fully get over the idea of her leaving him behind without so much as an address where she could be reached. But he didn’t get through the darkest time of his life without a little help from someone who seemed to just appear out of nowhere – a woman who now has dibs on his heart.
It was simple for the pair to pretend like old feelings had faded into the abyss while they were hundreds of miles apart, but what will happen when Sam and AJ meet up again for the first time in years? Will resentment forever keep ‘what could’ve been’ just at arm’s length? Will it be love at first sight like they experienced in the past? Or will they fight against the insatiable pull that they have always had toward one another, choosing to keep their current relationships intact instead?
NOW AVAILABLE!! ONLY ON AMAZON!!
April 23, 2014
Eleven Reasons Why I Will Never be Nominated Mother of the Year
1) I’m currently snacking on my kids Easter chocolate while I write, and when they get home from school and ask why the bag is light, I already have plans to deny that I had anything to do with it.
2) I don’t save every single project/assignment that comes through the door with their names written on it.
3) I gave my daughter a high-five for punching an older boy in the nose after he put his hands on her first.
4) Sometimes I laugh when they fall before I can ask if they’re alright.
5) I’m addicted to zombie movies and my kids have a tendency to sneak and watch bits and pieces of whatever I’m watching until they get caught and I send them to their rooms. They did this while I was indulging in a terrible Netflix B-movie the other day. When bedtime came, they were afraid of course, but knowing WHY they were afraid, I refused to let them sleep in my room. To me, that was an opportunity to teach them a lesson…..
6) My son used to do what we refer to in our household as the “Naked shut-eye” dance whenever he was nude. He’d take off his clothes for his bath and shimmy while saying “NAKED SHUT-EYE! NAKED SHUT-EYE!” (Don’t ask me what that means LOL). But yeah….I laughed instead of correcting him. Every time.
7) My six year-old is already a “mean girl”. While watching me put on my makeup the other day, she says to me, “Mommy! Don’t put too much of that black stuff on your eyes! Only clowns wear it like that!” Followed by, “Don’t put your glasses back on! Noooooooooo! They’re so last week!”
8) While at a new doctor’s office for our first visit, the doctor politely asks my son what his name is. My son’s response? “Boy”. This could’ve been from me repeating such phrases as: “Boy, stop running!” or “Boy, leave that candle alone!” on a fairly regular basis.
9) I hate parent-teacher conferences (but I go).
10) I’m trying to trick my oldest into continuing to believe in Santa Claus because her NOT believing anymore makes me feel old.
11) I slip and make crude “That’s what she said!” jokes in front of them more often than I care to admit.
One of these days in the very near future they're gonna catch on and realize that I'm only human....just like them :) None of us are perfect. We have to learn to laugh at the minor mistakes that we’re all bound to make as parents, grow with our children, and pray that they’re better at this than we are LOL!
~Raven
2) I don’t save every single project/assignment that comes through the door with their names written on it.
3) I gave my daughter a high-five for punching an older boy in the nose after he put his hands on her first.
4) Sometimes I laugh when they fall before I can ask if they’re alright.
5) I’m addicted to zombie movies and my kids have a tendency to sneak and watch bits and pieces of whatever I’m watching until they get caught and I send them to their rooms. They did this while I was indulging in a terrible Netflix B-movie the other day. When bedtime came, they were afraid of course, but knowing WHY they were afraid, I refused to let them sleep in my room. To me, that was an opportunity to teach them a lesson…..
6) My son used to do what we refer to in our household as the “Naked shut-eye” dance whenever he was nude. He’d take off his clothes for his bath and shimmy while saying “NAKED SHUT-EYE! NAKED SHUT-EYE!” (Don’t ask me what that means LOL). But yeah….I laughed instead of correcting him. Every time.
7) My six year-old is already a “mean girl”. While watching me put on my makeup the other day, she says to me, “Mommy! Don’t put too much of that black stuff on your eyes! Only clowns wear it like that!” Followed by, “Don’t put your glasses back on! Noooooooooo! They’re so last week!”
8) While at a new doctor’s office for our first visit, the doctor politely asks my son what his name is. My son’s response? “Boy”. This could’ve been from me repeating such phrases as: “Boy, stop running!” or “Boy, leave that candle alone!” on a fairly regular basis.
9) I hate parent-teacher conferences (but I go).
10) I’m trying to trick my oldest into continuing to believe in Santa Claus because her NOT believing anymore makes me feel old.
11) I slip and make crude “That’s what she said!” jokes in front of them more often than I care to admit.
One of these days in the very near future they're gonna catch on and realize that I'm only human....just like them :) None of us are perfect. We have to learn to laugh at the minor mistakes that we’re all bound to make as parents, grow with our children, and pray that they’re better at this than we are LOL!
~Raven
April 3, 2014
Sale and New Release!
To celebrate the release of my ambw romance series (Free Falling), Book one
will be on sale for $0.99 for a limited time in celebration of the release of Book 2
. Grab a copy if you haven't already! Add them to your "to-read" list! Tell a friend!
Have a great one ladies!!
~Raven
will be on sale for $0.99 for a limited time in celebration of the release of Book 2
. Grab a copy if you haven't already! Add them to your "to-read" list! Tell a friend!Have a great one ladies!!
~Raven
March 24, 2014
Free Falling Book Two Release Date!!
Hey, ladies (and gentlemen?)!!! Just wanted to let everyone know that book two of my interracial romance, featuring an African American female lead and Japanese hero, will be available on Amazon Friday, April 4th!!! If you haven't already read Book one (Gravity), head on over to Amazon now :)
~Raven
~Raven
March 23, 2014
A note to those Waiting for Free Falling Book Two: Secrets
Happy Sunday, folks!!!
Just a note to those waiting on the release of Book Two of the Free Falling series. Let me start by saying that the love and support I received for Sam and AJ's story has been tremendously overwhelming <3 It means so much that you all received them with open arms and have been looking forward to the second installment.
With that being said, I feel like a warning is in order. Sam and AJ are out on their own, away from parents and rules, which means the sexual content in this book is much more explicit than the first. Also, a couple of scenes are extremely violent, which may offend some readers. Hopefully not, but either way I felt the need to give you guys a heads-up :)
Thank you all again for the feedback/reviews/email/inbox messages/ page likes...that means more than you all could ever imagine. Book Two coming soon...REAL soon!!! <3
Just a note to those waiting on the release of Book Two of the Free Falling series. Let me start by saying that the love and support I received for Sam and AJ's story has been tremendously overwhelming <3 It means so much that you all received them with open arms and have been looking forward to the second installment.
With that being said, I feel like a warning is in order. Sam and AJ are out on their own, away from parents and rules, which means the sexual content in this book is much more explicit than the first. Also, a couple of scenes are extremely violent, which may offend some readers. Hopefully not, but either way I felt the need to give you guys a heads-up :)
Thank you all again for the feedback/reviews/email/inbox messages/ page likes...that means more than you all could ever imagine. Book Two coming soon...REAL soon!!! <3
March 19, 2014
Free Falling Book Two: Secrets (Synopsis)
AddCKINGLY SEXY, AND SOMETIMES….JUST PLAIN SHOCKING.
In the second installment of Free Falling, a New Adult Romance series featuring an African American heroine and Japanese hero, Samantha Kelley and Anthony “AJ” Hahn are off to college. The pair will be experiencing a new side of life as well as discovering new depths of their relationship. No parents. No rules. No drama?
With AJ hiding a massive secret from Sam, and Antonio lurking in the background just waiting for an opportunity to reclaim his spot in Sam’s heart, there is sure to be no shortage of conflict for the couple. In the end, will AJ’s secrets cost him everything he’s fought to protect? Or will this test to their foundation only strengthen his and Sam’s love for one another?
“Secrets” will have you on the edge of your seat wondering what could possibly happen next. Does Sam and AJ’s journey lead to the seemingly elusive “happily ever after”?
(This book contains explicit sexual content and violence; therefore, this novel is not suitable for persons under the age of 18.)
Add it to your "to-read" list today!!
Coming April 2014!!!!!!!!!!!
In the second installment of Free Falling, a New Adult Romance series featuring an African American heroine and Japanese hero, Samantha Kelley and Anthony “AJ” Hahn are off to college. The pair will be experiencing a new side of life as well as discovering new depths of their relationship. No parents. No rules. No drama?
With AJ hiding a massive secret from Sam, and Antonio lurking in the background just waiting for an opportunity to reclaim his spot in Sam’s heart, there is sure to be no shortage of conflict for the couple. In the end, will AJ’s secrets cost him everything he’s fought to protect? Or will this test to their foundation only strengthen his and Sam’s love for one another?
“Secrets” will have you on the edge of your seat wondering what could possibly happen next. Does Sam and AJ’s journey lead to the seemingly elusive “happily ever after”?
(This book contains explicit sexual content and violence; therefore, this novel is not suitable for persons under the age of 18.)
Add it to your "to-read" list today!!
Coming April 2014!!!!!!!!!!!
February 12, 2014
I Just Got Naked With A Thousand Strangers
“It feels like I just got naked with a thousand strangers”. That’s how I’ve described it when asked what it feels like being a published author. Is it exciting? Is it surreal? Yes, but…..it ALSO feels like I’m standing in a room, butt-naked, with thousands of eyes trained on ME. The experience with each new reader who purchases a copy of one of my books is comparable to being intimate with a guy for the first time. Imagine that he’s silent during the act, gets up without saying a single word when it’s all over, and then you sit by waiting for a phone call – except the phone call comes in the form of a review. Sometimes you hear back. Sometimes you don’t. Sometimes…..he’s only calling to tell you that it sucked. LOL Just kidding, but you get the point.
Do I read EVERY review? Yes….I think all authors probably do until they get so big and so well-known that we couldn’t possibly track down every site where someone has shared their opinion. I’m not there yet.
One thing this experience has taught me is that my skin is thicker than I realized. How would you feel if someone called your kid ugly? I had to laugh at that exaggeration, but it was necessary! That’d hurt, right? Yeah……that’s kinda the feeling you get when you read a bad review, or get the dreaded “It was okay” feedback. Authors, be ready for it all because it’s coming LOL. It’s not a testament of your talent per se, but it’ll definitely make you feel that way at the time. What I’ve learned to do is refer to the negative reviews of books that I LOVE! They’ve all got at least one 1-star review from someone who didn’t quite appreciate it. It happens! Pick up your face and move on! I can name ten movies right now that I personally don’t care for, but I have friends or family who could watch them daily. That’s just the way it goes. Don’t let it stop you from writing.
Trust me, with the bad DEFINITELY comes the good. There will always be readers who criticize your work, but oh what a wonderful feeling it is when you get the reviews, the Facebook likes, and the email from people who really “got it”. They read the book, understood EXACTLY what you were trying to do and say, and they enjoyed every minute of it. THAT feedback numbs the sting a bit. I, for one, appreciate each and every review. Good. Bad. Indifferent. There is something to be learned from it all, and a mature writer knows that. Every critique gives you just a little bit more insight into the thought process of your audience. Take what you can from all of it and consider it a lesson learned. But I caution you to even beware of the positive reviews. Don’t let it pump your head up to the point of thinking that you don’t have to put your heart in every story that you tell. Don’t take your readers’ loyalty for granted. Let their love and support motivate you to continue to write from your soul and give each book everything you’ve got. A big “THANK YOU” to everyone who supports me <3
With love and humble appreciation,
Raven
Do I read EVERY review? Yes….I think all authors probably do until they get so big and so well-known that we couldn’t possibly track down every site where someone has shared their opinion. I’m not there yet.
One thing this experience has taught me is that my skin is thicker than I realized. How would you feel if someone called your kid ugly? I had to laugh at that exaggeration, but it was necessary! That’d hurt, right? Yeah……that’s kinda the feeling you get when you read a bad review, or get the dreaded “It was okay” feedback. Authors, be ready for it all because it’s coming LOL. It’s not a testament of your talent per se, but it’ll definitely make you feel that way at the time. What I’ve learned to do is refer to the negative reviews of books that I LOVE! They’ve all got at least one 1-star review from someone who didn’t quite appreciate it. It happens! Pick up your face and move on! I can name ten movies right now that I personally don’t care for, but I have friends or family who could watch them daily. That’s just the way it goes. Don’t let it stop you from writing.
Trust me, with the bad DEFINITELY comes the good. There will always be readers who criticize your work, but oh what a wonderful feeling it is when you get the reviews, the Facebook likes, and the email from people who really “got it”. They read the book, understood EXACTLY what you were trying to do and say, and they enjoyed every minute of it. THAT feedback numbs the sting a bit. I, for one, appreciate each and every review. Good. Bad. Indifferent. There is something to be learned from it all, and a mature writer knows that. Every critique gives you just a little bit more insight into the thought process of your audience. Take what you can from all of it and consider it a lesson learned. But I caution you to even beware of the positive reviews. Don’t let it pump your head up to the point of thinking that you don’t have to put your heart in every story that you tell. Don’t take your readers’ loyalty for granted. Let their love and support motivate you to continue to write from your soul and give each book everything you’ve got. A big “THANK YOU” to everyone who supports me <3
With love and humble appreciation,
Raven
February 4, 2014
Looking for Something New to Read?
Check out all THREE of my books available on Amazon! You’re bound to find at least one that’s just for you!!
Looking for a series featuring a BW/AM couple? Check out "Gravity" (Free falling Book #1). Book two is coming soon (for those of you who are waiting), and this summer, book three will feature an ALL the way grown and sexy Anthony “AJ” Hahn <3 Make sure to catch Sam and AJ's story from the beginning :)
If you're looking for a BW/NAM story, check out "Red Sun"!
If you're looking for a sexy, emotionally-jarring read featuring an all A-A lineup, check out my latest release, "Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob"!
http://www.amazon.com/Raven-St.-Pierr...
Looking for a series featuring a BW/AM couple? Check out "Gravity" (Free falling Book #1). Book two is coming soon (for those of you who are waiting), and this summer, book three will feature an ALL the way grown and sexy Anthony “AJ” Hahn <3 Make sure to catch Sam and AJ's story from the beginning :)
If you're looking for a BW/NAM story, check out "Red Sun"!
If you're looking for a sexy, emotionally-jarring read featuring an all A-A lineup, check out my latest release, "Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob"!
http://www.amazon.com/Raven-St.-Pierr...
January 27, 2014
Opening Scene!!!!
ABRAHAM, ISAAC, AND JACOB is my upcoming African-American/Urban Women’s fiction novel coming to Amazon on Saturday, February 1st, 2014. Enjoy this glimpse of the opening scene! Don’t forget to “like” and comment when you’re done! Thanks :)
*****:::::Warning/Disclaimer: This post is DEFINITELY for the 18+ crowd. If explicit sexual content offends you, then don’t continue on:::::*****
~Chapter One~
Bittersweet
Shanelle Harper – June 23rd 2007 (Seven years ago…..)
Even just past two in the morning the temperature was still well above ninety. The thick, sultry air filled my lungs as I drew in a breath and swiped the back of my hand across my forehead. Once or twice, I caught him staring at my breasts through the now barely-there material of my nightshirt – the pigment of my skin contrasting the white cotton.
Moisture accumulated between our bodies as we tested the strength of his mother’s patio chair beneath our weight. There was no foreplay. Didn’t need it. As far as I was concerned, our extensive past had been one continuous foreplay session that had me wet and hungry for him long before he even touched me tonight. Just the thought of finally having the elusive Abraham Lorenzo Sinclair, more affectionately known as “Zo”, turned my panties into a slip-n-slide hours before our rendezvous even began.
This encounter was my way of proving to this man that I wasn’t the little girl he’d accused me of being back in the day. If he hadn’t figured it out already, after tonight he would know that I, Shanelle Harper, am a grown woman.
For years I’d tried to get his attention – short skirts that I knew I was too young to wear and putting on so much makeup that I could’ve been in a Burlesque show. I did everything I could think of to make him notice me, but I always got the same response: “You ain’t nothin’ but a baby.“ I hated that.
He breathed deep and squeezed his eyes shut. I stared at him, lost somewhere between a state of mysticism and euphoria as the moon cast a silver hue on his deep, chocolate complexion. I still couldn’t quite wrap my head around how we ended up here. The day I moved back home, he was sitting out on the porch with his two brothers and actually did a double-take when I stepped out of my mother’s car. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and leaned forward while he watched me walk all the way to the door. Something told me then that living next door to the Sinclair brothers was going to be very different from the last time.
A trickle of sweat raced down my spine to where Zo’s hands gripped me. My panties – panties that I didn’t bother taking the time to remove – were damp and restricting, but I didn’t care. Being with him was worth the discomfort and the extra time I’d be spending with my straightening comb in the morning. It didn’t matter how many times I’d fantasized about this moment; I couldn’t have imagined it would be this good. He had my walls quaking like the San Andreas Fault and I hadn’t even reached orgasm yet.
Driving my hips toward him in quick, deliberate motions, I panted, biting down on my lip as the intense build-up forced my eyes shut. One hand eased down the back of Zo’s smooth, shaven head before gripping the nape of his neck. His hands left my waist and lifted my shirt so that his tongue could trace hot, teasing circles around my nipples – a move that instantly sent me over the edge. I rode him harder, faster, and wilder than before as I shuttered in his grasp and lost all sense of control. The chair creaked and groaned, but neither of us cared that it could give at any moment. Nope. I wasn’t about to let anything spoil this for me. My lips parted as I reveled in the fact that, on this day, I’d finally gotten him.
Zo kissed me hard and deep as I came, letting his mouth muffle the scream that could’ve given away our secret. My heart felt like it might leap through my chest as it thudded erratically. There were no words to describe the satisfaction that I felt as I began to descend after he’d taken me so high. A girl could get used to this. I smiled as I watched Zo’s face tense into an erotic scowl, listening intently as he groaned through his climax. When he collapsed back in the chair to catch his breath – sweaty and sex-funky – I climbed out of his lap and pulled my gown back down past my hips before sliding my soaked underwear down my legs. Zo pulled his shorts from around his ankles to where they hung loosely at his waist. His manhood still hadn’t relaxed completely and I couldn’t help but to stare at the outline of it through the fabric. Truth be told, I already wanted it again.
He caught me watching and smiled. “It ain’t goin’ nowhere; I promise. But you better get inside before your mom catches you out here with me. You know she don’t play.”
I rolled my eyes. “Please. I’m 21. There ain’t too much she can do.” Truthfully, I was just trying to save face; we both knew better. My mother saw how I looked at him and did everything in her power to keep me away. Lucky for her, Zo was equally as vigilant about keeping me at a distance as she was…..up until recently that is. Of course he was right about me needing to get inside, but I was almost convinced that it was worth the risk.
“Whatever,” he grinned knowingly. “Get some sleep.” He held my arm and kissed my cheek before walking back toward the house. Tonight was too pivotal for me to let it end like this.
“Wait.”
The sound of my voice halted him. When our eyes met, I shied away just a bit. “Am I gonna see you tomorrow?”
He smiled and nodded. “Yeah. Just come to the garage when your mom leaves. I got a couple cars to finish by the end of the week. I’ll be out there.”
When he disappeared inside, I snuck around to the hose coiled by Momma’s garden. I shoved my underwear beneath my arm and lifted my gown to rinse away all traces of the transgression Zo and I had just committed. The cold water made me wince when it hit my skin, but this method was the lesser of two evils. It was either this or risk waking my mother by making a commotion in the bathroom – a move that could prove fatal. When I finished, I wiped my feet dry in the grass and then eased in the back door and up to my room. Times like this realllllly make me miss having my own place. Seriously.*****
Thanks for checking out the opening scene to ABRAHAM, ISAAC, AND JACOB, and don’t forget to check it out on amazon on February 1st! For more info, feel free to check out the cover, synopsis, and another excerpt from the book at youaresowrite.wordpress.com! Again, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
~Raven
*****:::::Warning/Disclaimer: This post is DEFINITELY for the 18+ crowd. If explicit sexual content offends you, then don’t continue on:::::*****
~Chapter One~
Bittersweet
Shanelle Harper – June 23rd 2007 (Seven years ago…..)
Even just past two in the morning the temperature was still well above ninety. The thick, sultry air filled my lungs as I drew in a breath and swiped the back of my hand across my forehead. Once or twice, I caught him staring at my breasts through the now barely-there material of my nightshirt – the pigment of my skin contrasting the white cotton.
Moisture accumulated between our bodies as we tested the strength of his mother’s patio chair beneath our weight. There was no foreplay. Didn’t need it. As far as I was concerned, our extensive past had been one continuous foreplay session that had me wet and hungry for him long before he even touched me tonight. Just the thought of finally having the elusive Abraham Lorenzo Sinclair, more affectionately known as “Zo”, turned my panties into a slip-n-slide hours before our rendezvous even began.
This encounter was my way of proving to this man that I wasn’t the little girl he’d accused me of being back in the day. If he hadn’t figured it out already, after tonight he would know that I, Shanelle Harper, am a grown woman.
For years I’d tried to get his attention – short skirts that I knew I was too young to wear and putting on so much makeup that I could’ve been in a Burlesque show. I did everything I could think of to make him notice me, but I always got the same response: “You ain’t nothin’ but a baby.“ I hated that.
He breathed deep and squeezed his eyes shut. I stared at him, lost somewhere between a state of mysticism and euphoria as the moon cast a silver hue on his deep, chocolate complexion. I still couldn’t quite wrap my head around how we ended up here. The day I moved back home, he was sitting out on the porch with his two brothers and actually did a double-take when I stepped out of my mother’s car. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and leaned forward while he watched me walk all the way to the door. Something told me then that living next door to the Sinclair brothers was going to be very different from the last time.
A trickle of sweat raced down my spine to where Zo’s hands gripped me. My panties – panties that I didn’t bother taking the time to remove – were damp and restricting, but I didn’t care. Being with him was worth the discomfort and the extra time I’d be spending with my straightening comb in the morning. It didn’t matter how many times I’d fantasized about this moment; I couldn’t have imagined it would be this good. He had my walls quaking like the San Andreas Fault and I hadn’t even reached orgasm yet.
Driving my hips toward him in quick, deliberate motions, I panted, biting down on my lip as the intense build-up forced my eyes shut. One hand eased down the back of Zo’s smooth, shaven head before gripping the nape of his neck. His hands left my waist and lifted my shirt so that his tongue could trace hot, teasing circles around my nipples – a move that instantly sent me over the edge. I rode him harder, faster, and wilder than before as I shuttered in his grasp and lost all sense of control. The chair creaked and groaned, but neither of us cared that it could give at any moment. Nope. I wasn’t about to let anything spoil this for me. My lips parted as I reveled in the fact that, on this day, I’d finally gotten him.
Zo kissed me hard and deep as I came, letting his mouth muffle the scream that could’ve given away our secret. My heart felt like it might leap through my chest as it thudded erratically. There were no words to describe the satisfaction that I felt as I began to descend after he’d taken me so high. A girl could get used to this. I smiled as I watched Zo’s face tense into an erotic scowl, listening intently as he groaned through his climax. When he collapsed back in the chair to catch his breath – sweaty and sex-funky – I climbed out of his lap and pulled my gown back down past my hips before sliding my soaked underwear down my legs. Zo pulled his shorts from around his ankles to where they hung loosely at his waist. His manhood still hadn’t relaxed completely and I couldn’t help but to stare at the outline of it through the fabric. Truth be told, I already wanted it again.
He caught me watching and smiled. “It ain’t goin’ nowhere; I promise. But you better get inside before your mom catches you out here with me. You know she don’t play.”
I rolled my eyes. “Please. I’m 21. There ain’t too much she can do.” Truthfully, I was just trying to save face; we both knew better. My mother saw how I looked at him and did everything in her power to keep me away. Lucky for her, Zo was equally as vigilant about keeping me at a distance as she was…..up until recently that is. Of course he was right about me needing to get inside, but I was almost convinced that it was worth the risk.
“Whatever,” he grinned knowingly. “Get some sleep.” He held my arm and kissed my cheek before walking back toward the house. Tonight was too pivotal for me to let it end like this.
“Wait.”
The sound of my voice halted him. When our eyes met, I shied away just a bit. “Am I gonna see you tomorrow?”
He smiled and nodded. “Yeah. Just come to the garage when your mom leaves. I got a couple cars to finish by the end of the week. I’ll be out there.”
When he disappeared inside, I snuck around to the hose coiled by Momma’s garden. I shoved my underwear beneath my arm and lifted my gown to rinse away all traces of the transgression Zo and I had just committed. The cold water made me wince when it hit my skin, but this method was the lesser of two evils. It was either this or risk waking my mother by making a commotion in the bathroom – a move that could prove fatal. When I finished, I wiped my feet dry in the grass and then eased in the back door and up to my room. Times like this realllllly make me miss having my own place. Seriously.*****
Thanks for checking out the opening scene to ABRAHAM, ISAAC, AND JACOB, and don’t forget to check it out on amazon on February 1st! For more info, feel free to check out the cover, synopsis, and another excerpt from the book at youaresowrite.wordpress.com! Again, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
~Raven
January 25, 2014
Available Next Saturday, February 1st, 2014!!!
Available next Saturday, February 1st, 2014!!!!
*****:::Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob:::*****
African-American/Urban Romance/Women’s Fiction
Standalone novel; 495 pages
With the unbearably sexy Sinclair brothers living right next door, Shanelle Harper never stood a chance…..
***Check out the full synopsis and an excerpt of this novel on my blog! youaresowrite.wordpress.com***
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*****:::Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob:::*****
African-American/Urban Romance/Women’s Fiction
Standalone novel; 495 pages
With the unbearably sexy Sinclair brothers living right next door, Shanelle Harper never stood a chance…..
***Check out the full synopsis and an excerpt of this novel on my blog! youaresowrite.wordpress.com***
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