Here’s a look into this weeks lineup!
First – 1/22 – Clutch and Moan – India T. Norfleet
With yet another relationship bust under her belt, Esha Oliver decides that anything resembling or requiring her to give love even another glance was completely out of the question. At least, that’s what she’s convinced herself to believe until she crosses paths with a man who unexpectedly turns her life upside down in the most profound and sexually liberating way. The all-consuming queen treatment and sexually tempting experiences unknowingly force Esha to take a long look at her decision to shun her heart’s one true desire.
After second guessing herself at every turn, she ultimately discovers that a man of Domino’s caliber, who can make her clutch the sheets and moan his name, no matter the positions she finds herself in, just might be worth altering her newfound belief system and fighting for love one last time.
After his divorce left him a broken man who no longer cares to entertain any more serious entanglements, Domino Cole isn’t willing to rush into offering his heart so freely, fearing another blow would destroy him. He soon begins to question whether his own boundaries need to be reexamined upon crossing paths with a woman who challenges everything he swore he was done with.
By the time he’s realized that Esha just might be the one to unconsciously heal all the broken parts of him, a secret so big is exposed that it nearly destroys him and leaves him left wondering if he even deserves to love again. Will Domino be able to come back from the unexpected blow? Will he be able to forgive himself for a pain he knew nothing of before Esha walks away – leaving him with blood dripping from his heart as it’s being ripped from his soul…
“What are you doing here Domino?”
“I just came to check on you.”
“Oh, well, I’m good. You can leave now.” She rolled her eyes and turned away from him.
“Nah, I’m straight, and you’re lying. Just let me speak my peace and I’ll—”
“Nope, you said all you felt you needed to when you told me—”
“Esha, I fucked up. I didn’t mean—”
“I don’t care. Goodbye Domino.” Esha jumped up and turned to go in the house, but her fast movement caused her to drop her phone and keys. A quick drag of her hands and she bent down to retrieve them revealing her to be void of panties and utterly sexy. Domino’s fury was now times a hundred. Most of it, though, was misplaced sexual tension.
“Esha, where yo fucking panties?” he yelled, not caring that he was in danger of possibly waking half the neighborhood.
“Excuse you nigga? You don’t own me. None of yo fucking business.” Esha frowned as she moved back toward the front door.
“You been out with some weak nigga, grinding up against him and out with this muthafucka all night knowing you wasn’t wearing no fucking panties? Are you fucking serious Esha?”
“Yup, sure was, so what? You ain’t my man. You needed some space remember?”
“Esha, this ain’t about me being yo man or us, this about yo stubborn ass being stupid.”
“No, this about your stupid ass being jealous.” Her tone now matched his own as he closed in on her. But she showed no fear, she was ready for all-out war if that’s what their encounter came down to.
“Yeah, so what if I am? How the hell you expect me to act when I know how wet you get for me? You damn right I’m jealous.” The shock that lit up Esha’s face was soap opera worthy. The last thing she expected was that level of honesty from the same man who ripped her heart from her chest. Though completely surprised, she still had no intention of allowing him to think this was how he was supposed to handle her. “Now make it up to me and come sit on this dick. I miss you.”
“Nope and not my problem nigga. Bye Domino.”
“You’re right, it’s mine. Bring your ass here.”
Read more from Dom and Esha Tuesday!
Second-1/23-A Whisper of the Heart 2- ASH LEY
Whisper Sutton was left with a hard choice to make. Stay with the fiancé she’d fallen out of love with or pursue the new man in her life who promised her better. Though she made her decision, it unfortunately came too late. Because of it, she found herself with nothing. Now, forced to start over and pick up the pieces of not just her life, but her heart as well, Whisper wants nothing to do with either of the men. She’s focused on herself, and as frightening as the thought is, she knows that it is her greatest decision yet. Unable to fully let go, both suitors are willing to do anything for her forgiveness. With a new attitude and outlook on life, will Whisper continue committing to herself, or will she allow someone to join in on her journey of self-discovery?
“You were right. She really had somebody else. And the craziest part is, I still want to be with her,” Beckham admitted.
It was all Declan was able to say before standing to his feet. The mood shifted drastically and before Beckham could get an answer as to why, Declan was saying his goodbyes.
“I still have some things to do while I’m out here.”
“Did seeing Whisper happen to be one?”
The question didn’t put fear in his heart, but it did cause some guilt. Beckham was missing her while Declan had plans on swooping in.
“Even if it was, I wouldn’t even know how to go about finding her.”
It wasn’t a straight answer which is what he wanted. He wanted to avoid conflict, and if he had to talk in circles, so be it.
“She’s been at her mamas house over in the Bishop Arts district. At least that’s what the GPS on her phone says. If you could just tell her I read the message, got it loud and clear, but it doesn’t change anything. If you could get her to call, or better yet, just tell her to come home.”
Declan shook his head at the request. He was appreciative of knowing where she was but because of his own agendas was unable to do the favor.
“I’m sorry, but I really can’t do that.”
Of course there was confusion from Beckham. The painfully obvious truth was right in his face, but it took some time for him to accept it. For him to accept that this time, Declan wasn’t trying to stay out of it because of his discomfort. He wanted Whisper for himself and Beckham couldn’t believe he missed the signs. He couldn’t believe he’d been so trusting of them both. It was bad enough to know another man was involved but one that he was close with had the pain on another level.
“You have to be fucking kidding me,” he gritted.
Hope you’re ready to 1-click this baby Wednesday!
Last, but not least-1/25-Bonded by Fate-Lex.C.
Legend has it, the Phoenix is known for life, death, rebirth, and healing. Phoenix Wells’ life doesn’t really seem to begin until she experiences the ashes and finds herself in need of a couple of those meanings. When a fire ravages her apartment building, secrets are planted in her heart, and a loss of words uncovers her passion.
Immanuel Owens, better known as Iman of “The Camp”, is at the peak of his career, but he lost everything he had to get there. He can dance, rap, and have just about any woman he wants, but what happens when none of those women are what he really needs?
Immanuel and Phoenix only cross paths for mere minutes in the midst of flaming destruction, but that exchange could hold the power to bond them for a lifetime. With her life in his hands, Immanuel develops an innate need to never let go.
So, what happens when letting go is the only hope?
As Arden hugged the life out of me, my phone pinged in my lap. She pulled back and looked down at my phone. Like a light bulb went off in her head, she whipped her attention back to the movie still waiting to be played. Curiously swiping up, I shook my head knowing exactly who was to blame for what was displayed across my screen.
“Can we just kick it again, pretty eyes? Maybe you and I could share another moment in time?
How in the world a text made my heart flutter so wildly was unbeknownst to me. Immanuel Owens had something over me I couldn’t shake for the life of me.
The money, power, and women were all red flags, but I still couldn’t ignore the way he stirred something deep inside of me. I couldn’t ignore the smile forming on my lips, or the soothing warmth circling my veins as I thought about him anticipating my reply, either.
“Just a moment in time, right? No more sexual than the last?”
“No more. No less. The ball is in your court, Nix. I just want to kick it.”
“Arden. You did this, didn’t you?” I looked up from my phone, nibbling at the corner of my lips to fight my smile.
“I did, but only because he promised he wasn’t up to no good.”
“Do hoes ever really think they’re up to no good when they are?”
“Phoenix,” Arden echoed, clocking me upside the head with a couch pillow, and we both fell into a fit of laughter. “You are smitten so feel the man out already. You know now more than ever that you two need to have a talk.
Bonded by Fate releases Jan 25th and you don’t want to miss it!