From My Hood to Yo Hood: A Teaser

This story is probably more street lit than erotica, but blasts off with a hot scene right out the gate. A fitting way to set the tone for the rest of the book me thinks. Here’s a teaser from the opening scene: MaKeava knew just what time it was after feeling the hardness poking against her backside. L removed her soft weave away from a sensitive ear and struck the left lobe, nibbling away at one of Keava’s hot spots. She let out a soft whimper, tightened her legs, and embraced the fire her man kindled within her. Keava’s passionate moans made L even harder, more aggressive. He yanked the panties further up her booty, making a wedgie and uncovering more cheekage to play with. Feeling it, L fought to pry open her clinched yams and wiggle a curious finger inside.   “Dang boy,” she protested. “You might as well take em off.” “No doubt,” L complied with the quickness. He flipped Keava on her stomach, yanked her bottoms down to her ankles and tossed...
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L had been livin’ in the slums of Detroit all his life. He’d heard gunfire ring out on many a night. Had some of his closest homies decapitated by the ruthless reign of the tech. Never had he seen a man murdered – until last night. From My Hood to Yo Hood came to fruition as part of a local project featuring all Detroit writers. We were each required to conform to a specific word count and theme, which made for a nice challenge. This gritty tale proves that playing the middle man can put you directly in the flames when the fire gets too hot. More of an ode to my urban fiction roots, yet drenched in erotic undertones so the shoe definitely fits. Don’t usually toot my own horn, but I like to think I knocked it out the park!  ...
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