Betrayed & Scorned Book Sneak Peek

This book was fun to write. I wrote this from the male POV. I did a lot of research on how males act and respond in certain situations. I was calling up guy friends asking them questions. When I gave them samples to read, they would tell me I nailed it. The reason I wrote it in male POV is also to challenge myself. I am a woman and experience woman emotions, but I wanted to step aside form that and see how much I could write a completely different gender POV. It was interesting and writing about being a lawyer was intriguing because I also did research on cases and how those went down and how they go about persecuting people and all of that.

It was a fun challenge and I succeeded in my goal. Also, I have had people ask me how I came up with this story. Honestly, I was sitting in the tub in November of 2017 and I started writing randomly. Once Afternoon at the park developed, I knew I could and wanted to write more to see where this led me. I took some time to finally get it all out though. April 20, 2019, on my birthday, it was released.

Synopsis:

Being a lawyer isn’t easy, and if anyone tells you that it is, they might have been sent from the Devil. Tyrone has been a lawyer for a few years now, and the cases seem to really be hitting him hard, one in particular. The pressure to stay top dog at his office and keep his long-time girlfriend turned fiancé, Shaunda, happy becomes a lot on him. It leads him to a stream of sexcapades that he soon regrets.

Just when Tyrone is finally making the right moves in his relationship, things take a turn for the worse. He didn’t realize the magnitude of what that one day at the park would unravel. What he didn’t know about his soon to be wife will determine his next move. Is he shocked by what he didn’t think she was capable of? Is there regret for not seeing or remembering their past? But, when she finds out what he did, will it even matter? Will she even stick around to ask for forgiveness?

A compilation of short stories surrounding Tyrone’s sexcapades and experiences that ultimately intertwine with one another to create a mysterious, yet tantalizing, tale of betrayal and surprises that you will not see coming.

Characters & Some Background:

Tyrone of Betrayed & Scorned

He is the main character and this book is from his perspective. He’s a lawyer, a very good one at that, but this time around, the case he is working on is messing with his head. He isn’t right. He’s never had to defend the bad guy. With the stresses of work and balancing a healthy relationship, Tyrone falls victim to temptation and tries to get his mind off of work. Shaunda, his girlfriend turned fiancée can’t seem to help him, and that’s because he won’t let her into his head. Tyrone is simple, yet complex. He wants a wife and a family but doesn’t realize this until it’s too late and he’s forced into something he didn’t think he was ready for. Tyrone uses his good looks, and well-paying job to draw the attention of the ladies. It doesn’t take too much effort when he’s entertaining them outside of his relationship.

Shaunda of Betrayed & Scorned

Shaunda is Tyrone’s girlfriend, turned fiancée. On the outside, Shaunda has it all together and seems like the perfect woman. Physically she is in shape and has curves in the right places. She’s a little crazy like any woman, but when Tyrone finds out how crazy, he is caught between the love he has for her and the truth. He doesn’t know exactly what to do. Shaunda has kept a lot of her insecurities to herself and has caused a lot of damage in the past. She lets her thoughts and craziness cause so much trauma for one person, and when you find out, you’ll be left in shock. Her past catches up with her and it’ll have her wondering if it was all worth it back then. Discover what horrible thing Shaunda did and how her and Tyrone end up.

LaChelle of Betrayed & Scorned

LaChelle became a forced side chick. She was Rachelle before her accident and had to get face reconstruction. The first picture is before the accident and the second is after the surgery. LaChelle takes advantage of being unrecognizable to Tyrone and seduces him. She’s on a vengeance and no one understands why, until Shaunda puts the pieces together. LaChelle used to be a sweet girl back in their college days, but when her accident happened she snapped. After multiple face surgeries and feeling abandoned, she had only one person to blame. When she got out of the hospital, she made herself a plan and followed through. LaChelle is very smart and determined. Once she sets her mind on something, that’s that. Discover how she executes her revenge and if she succeeds. You may have a guess on who she’s after, but you’ll only know for sure if you read the book! 

Sequel?

No, this book was a standalone though I know many people have asked and even said they would love to see what happens. Honestly, there was nothing more for me to tell on their story. Shaunda is not going to be with Tyrone again, but she doesn’t mind playing with him for a little bit, as you saw at the end of the book.

Excerpt (Warning! Adult Material 18+):

I heard the bathroom door open. I felt my pulse speed up. I didn’t know what to expect. I mean, she probably just put something comfortable on to chill. I was sure she looked amazing in anything. To my surprise, she came into the room with only a towel on, with droplets of water still visible on her smooth skin. Her hair was bouncier now that it hung from her head. The urge to run my fingers through it surfaced again. 

“So, how’d you like the brownies?”

“They were delicious. But I think I ate one too many. I’m feeling a bit of a lazy fit. Ha-ha.”

“The weed probably kicked in. You feel that buzz, right? Real calm… or anxious I guess, depending on how you are with it.”

“That would definitely explain this. I’m not a big pot person. I’ve tried it a few times here and there, but in my late teens…”

As I was talking about my few experiences with the drug, I noticed her move to the couch. Setting her hand on my thigh, she slowly moved it closer to the impending bulge. It couldn’t be helped. She was so damn sexy with just that towel. 

Moving her hand slowly on top of my crotch, up and down, she just nodded. “Mmhhm…mmhhmm…” Then tilting her head a bit, she started kissing my neck with those soft lips of hers. She gave me a chill. I wanted those lips elsewhere. She stopped and helped me remove my shirt. I was very conscious of my body and what it could do to the opposite sex.

She got on top and straddled me, towel still attached, but I could feel the heat in between her legs. She finally graced my lips with hers, and I was lost. She was a great kisser. Her tongue eventually found mine, and I could’ve stayed like that for hours, no lie. Her hands found my own curly fro, gripping it from the roots as she slowly started grinding on me. A soft moan came from both our mouths simultaneously. I just kept growing beneath her.

She pulled her mouth from mine to catch her breath. It was like she had read my mind from earlier when she was kissing on my neck because the next thing I knew, she had maneuvered herself between my legs. Unbuttoning and zipping down the zipper, she found him; it wasn’t hard. She grasped him in her delicate hands and firmly stroked him. I let my head fall back against the couch. I was almost ready to bust. Then I felt her tongue. Skillfully, she twirled her tongue around the head, inching every bit of my manhood into her mouth. I could feel everything. I was in heaven.

She continued to go all the way down to the base of my shaft. She had no reflex, I swear. It was like her mouth kept going, nothing was blocking my passage. I started moving my hips in rhythm with her mouth. I could bust right now on her face. And before I could think about holding on any longer, I released inside her mouth. I was hoping she’d swallow, but she did one better. As I released, she moved her mouth, and my kids ended up all over her face, and she just licked it off. 

My mouth hung at that point. Though I finished, I had more in me. And she knew it. Her eyes seemed to turn a dark gray now. The softness had disappeared. I could see she was thirsty for it. The water was already running; I just had to give it to her. With my pants around my ankles, I stepped out of them as I stood up. I yanked the towel from her body. I didn’t have any words. All I knew was that I wanted it all. Every part. 

I stuck my hand deep into those curls of hers and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. I went in for it, kissing it and sucking, not too hard, but enough to cause her to moan from her soul. I lay her down on the couch and brought my kisses to her breasts, but I didn’t give them too much attention. My goal was lower. I wanted to taste her. Kissing her stomach and tracing my tongue down her, I got to her sensitive spot, and she arched. She pushed her pelvis up toward my mouth. I added a little pressure to my movements, circling her clit. She loved it. I could feel her getting wetter. 

I teased her a bit, stopping and starting. When she’d had enough of the games, she pulled her fingers through my hair, bringing me closer to her. As I was working my tongue, I stuck my first and second finger inside of her. She let out a heavy breath and moans. With my fingers moving in and out, and the circling motion of my tongue, she finished easily. It was such a powerful orgasm. It lasted for a long moment. So I took advantage.

I watched her beautiful body quiver for a second before I inserted my rigid pipe. Moving slowly at first to make sure I got in with no harm, I could feel her tighten around me. I was still under this influence, and everything felt sensational. I could feel every little thing that was happening. Each touch had me wanting more. Each thrust had me wanting to go deeper. I was in my own world. The only thing keeping me on this plane was her screams for more. With her on her back and me holding her legs across my chest, I could see all of her facial expressions and body jolts. She had a nice pair of, what looked to be, C’s.

She told me she might cum again, so I switched positions. I turned her over and laid her on her stomach. Bottom-up, face down. As much as I loved looking into those eyes, I had been waiting to get a good view of this here peach. I couldn’t wait to bury myself in her stomach this way, as her ass slammed against me. I grabbed her hands and placed both behind her back. I held on to them as I went beast mode. I couldn’t hold back anymore. With both of us panting, moaning, and her asking for more, while I provided the more, I was sure the neighbors were enjoying the new music. I was almost at the point of ecstasy once again. With a few more deep thrusts, my hot liquid escaped me and fell deep into this woman. I collapsed on top of her, worn out. We just lay there for a moment.

“Better than I remember, Tyrone.” As I caught the sound of my name, I didn’t recall ever telling her. As much as we talked before getting to this moment, we never introduced ourselves properly. 

The high started wearing off ASAP. Now I was thrown back. How did she know me? When? How? What? I was so confused. I propped myself up on one arm, looking at her, as she still lay on her side, staring off. “How do you know my name?”

“I’ve known you for years. Before you and your little girlfriend. I was the one years ago that you didn’t give a chance, not a second glance to. Until my accident.”

“Fuck!” I blurted as I realized I still had a girlfriend. “I need to leave.” I was scrambling to get my things. I was too caught in the moment. I was going to hell for this. I knew it. Should I tell her? Would it matter? Oh man, I fucked up.

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