Throw that Pussy at Me...

The final book of the Berotte Family Series is coming soon! This is not to say that I won't ever revisit them, but it won't be for a while. Just like Sweet Series and The Henderson Family Series, the Berottes have truly become a part of me. I know they won't let me rest for too long.

Hard To Love will be available 5/12, but it's available for preorder. bit.ly/41WnlpF Enjoy the first unedited excerpt!

I gave him a slight smile as he stood and led me to his bedroom. When we entered, he said, “Excuse the laundry. I hadn’t gotten to it yet.”

“It’s cool. Thank you.”

I turned to him to find him staring at my ass. As I went to his arms, he roughly pulled me to him, and I swore I came on myself. His lips met mine once again and his hands found my ass and squeezed. The way he cupped my ass cheek, I just knew he was tryna juice it. His fingertips had slid near the jackpot, and I almost guided him there. I was pretty sure he didn’t need guidance though. He’d intentionally missed the mark to tease me so I could beg for more.

Normally, that wasn’t something I did. I didn’t beg for shit. I took what I wanted. But with as fine as Rondo was, I’d get down on my fucking knees, begging him please. As he pulled away from me, I followed him for at least six inches. He licked his lips and said, “You acting like you want a nigga, girl.”

I stared at him as I blinked slowly. “Surely you can see how hard I’m trying to get you to drop these jeans.”

“Mm. I’m gon’ drop this shit soon enough. In the meantime, I need to smoke. If I don’t, everybody in there gon’ get the best porno they’ve ever seen. Yo’ walls ain’t gon’ be safe around a muthafucka like me,” he said as he slid his hand between my legs and grabbed my pussy.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body shivered from his words. I was doing my best to gather my composure, but seeing my struggle, Rondo couldn’t let me be. He leaned in closer and kissed my ear. “Mm. This fat shit gon’ get a workout as soon as I get to her. She gon’ be sweating out all them calories right here on this weight bench.”

“Rondooo…”

“Shit, don’t be saying my name like that. You want yo’ nosy ass cousin investigating a murder?”

“Please, kill my shit. Fuck!”

I pulled my shirt over my head as he stared at me. The buildup was about to take me the fuck out. As I reached to take off my bra, he stopped me. “Not right now, baby. I promise I’m gon’ get to it though. I’m glad to see you ain’t scared to throw that pussy at me though. I promise I’ma catch the assist and dunk the fuck out of it. Just wait until gametime, baby girl. Can you do that for me?”

I wanted to throw a fit… have a whole ass tantrum. Instead, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. After I nodded, he kissed my lips. “Get some rest. You gon’ need that shit.”