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“There was nothing he could do for me…” – #SundaySnip

Posted 21 April, 2019 by DLWhite in Writers Write 0 Comments

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Hey y’all! It’s been a few, but thought I’d grace the pages of my website today to bring you a snip. Since the weather has warmed up some (in theory, compared to the frigid temps of winter, it’s… warm, I guess, in Atlanta???), my mind has turned to my favorite past time:  spending time on a beach, staring at ocean water and reveling in the sound of waves crashing to the shore. That’s definitely the sentiment that I wanted to bring across when I wrote Beach Thing. If you haven’t read it, you should definitely SNATCH IT UP– it’s only $1.99 for the eBook, available everywhere ebooks are sold; paperback and audio formats are also available. Check out that link or click on the book below to get it however you like it.

If you have read this steamy, romantic #beachyblackromance, I hope you’ve dropped a good word about it on your fave retail site as well as social media. Word of Mouth sells books– and sends your fave authors on beach trips…. but I digress… Enjoy this exclusive snip and I’ll see you soon!

You’re planning to attend the best author event Atlanta has had to offer for the last four years… right? I’ll be in the house with a BUNCH of other #BlackIndieLove authors. Come on out and see its… it’s gonna be a good time. Visit for tickets- this event WILL sell out!


“I don’t think I’ve ever celebrated great sex with ice cream before.”

She grinned, scraping the sides of the small wooden bowl. Her nightly ice cream ritual was a prelude to sleep, so we’d sat in the middle of the bed and shared a bowl of Ben and Jerry’s Raspberry Fudge Chunk.

“Got to live a little, Wade. Enjoy life’s pleasures.”

“Didn’t I just enjoy one of life’s pleasures?” I leaned over to nuzzle her bare shoulder with my cold lips. She squealed and leaned away, setting the bowl on the nightstand.

“You want me to take that into the kitchen for you?”

“Nope. I want you to kiss me.”

I leaned in, brushing my lips across hers, then sucking her bottom lip into my mouth before sweeping my tongue against hers. I couldn’t get enough of her soft lips, the taste of her mouth, the sounds she made when I kissed her, like it was the most pleasurable moment of her day.

“You taste good.”

“Mmm.” She smiled, coming in again for more. “So do you.”

“So, I don’t want to crowd your space or anything. I know you need to get up early. Do you want me to go?”

The look on her face at the suggestion that I leave reminded me of the look my mother used to give me when she thought I was giving her nonsense answers. I was fine with leaving… if she wanted me to go. But I was looking forward to sleeping next to her, feeling her body heat next to mine. Well, for real, feeling her body next to mine.

Which, to be honest, was a rare want. I liked for the women I slept with to get it on and then get out. I didn’t like to share my bed, my home… my life. But Ameenah was different.

“You can stay if you want to. Unless you’re just aching to go home. I’ll understand.” She heaved a dramatic sigh. My lips did away with that.

“Nah. But would you happen to have an extra toothbrush? Bourbon and ice cream will have my breath kicking you in the face in the morning.”

She let out a cute little snort, rolling out of the bed and heading toward the ensuite bathroom. “I’m pretty sure I have a brand new brush. I’m gonna take your hint about the breath.”

“I… I wasn’t saying…. I just…”

She tipped her head out of the bathroom, smiling. “I was going to grab a shower. You’re welcome to join me.”

I rolled off of my side of the bed and in three steps was crowding her in the small bathroom.

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Excerpt – Beach Thing (published 2016) #beachyblackromance #beachreads

Excerpt – Beach Thing (published 2016) #beachyblackromance #beachreads

Thoughts of beach trips guide me, of course, to my ODE TO SUMMER, my #beachyblackromance BEACH THING, borne out of a want to write a sweet, steamy, romantic vacationship that also has a little bit of personal drama for both characters that help give the story some depth.  Wade and Ameenah are definite #goals– upwardly mobile African Americans who are both making a mark on society in their own way. Bringing them together was fun, a pure pleasure.