What She Wants Collection

By Lanay Jackson

BWWM Erotic Romance
Queenie, Cearra, and Renatta are three confident black women who know exactly what they want. Money, power, and control. In these three sexy stories, each of these women will meet her match in a sexy white man they never saw coming.

Will these ladies give in to love? Or is their pride too much for their hearts to handle?

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Jynxed Moon
• Release date: Feb 8, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311311344

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What She Wants

BWWM Erotic Romance Collection

Lanay Jackson

Copyright 2016 by Lanay Jackson

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Things are always easier when you’re just a kid. Growing up in rural Alabama was never good, but at least as a kid it felt we were all together. White, black, it didn’t seem to matter. We were all poor.

But things changed. The older we all got, the more our differences came to the surface. That was when I had to say good-bye to my very best friend.

Even as a child, I knew the friendship I had with Jake wasn’t meant to last. He was white and just as poor as me, but it didn’t matter. Being a black girl meant that we were too different, and the more we grew up, the more clear that came.

Sure, I’d still see him in the halls when we hit high school, but we both knew we weren’t allowed to speak. I got a new boyfriend and he was protective as shit, always willing to jump a bitch who set their eyes on me.

As for Jake, he was a jock, and a white boy. He had his white boy friends and his flat-assed white girlfriend to keep him happy. Still, I was always a little sad when I saw him, and I swore he felt the same.

Things only got harder after we graduated. Jake, well, that boy joined our local PD, not that anyone was surprised. Strong, smart, and of course, white. He was a shoe in for the job and that only meant more trouble for me.

My life took a different turn. When my mamma got sick, I was only nineteen. It was just her trying to raise me and my little brother, Jamal, and if she couldn’t work, that meant we were even more screwed than before.

It wasn’t like my daddy was around to help us either. He bailed when I was ten and Jamal was only a baby, leaving my mamma to scrape by on food stamps and her job at the post office.

With her out of work, that meant it was on me to start bringing in some money, or at least what I could. The only problem was, most of the business owners in town were white and the jobs were reserved for other crackers, just like them. I was out on my ass and no one was going to help me, but me.

It was my high school boyfriend, Dwayne, that hooked me up with a gig. It wasn’t what I wanted, I’d tried to avoid it, but with my mamma sick and my options limited, I had no choice.

I started dealing.

It started small, real small. Just some pot to sell to some of the guys I still spoke to from high school. When word got around that I was dealing, some of the white girls came to me. Guess I wasn’t as scary as a big black dude with a piece tucked in his jeans.

It wasn’t like I was makin’ bank off the weed, but at least we had enough to eat. Obamacare helped get my mamma the pills she needed, but they weren’t cheap and she still couldn’t work. We had enough, but barely and I knew we needed more.

When Dwayne asked if I wanted to up my game, I couldn’t say no. I tried, but I wasn’t hard to convince.

Girl, he started in on me one night when I came to pick up my supply. You want to make real money, you need to start selling something more lucrative.

Dwayne, no, I tried to insist. The pot was scary enough, dealing didn’t come with a light sentence if I got caught. If I went to jail, that meant both my mamma and Jamal were fucked.

Cearra, babe, he stopped me then. You want your mamma to starve? Just do a little crack, maybe some oxy. Just for a little while, save up and maybe Jamal can go to college.

It was a tempting idea, but it took him another six months to wear me down. Jamal was only fourteen, but he was so smart and the idea of helping him go to college was enough to get me to finally give into Dwayne’s request that I start dealing more.

While I’d been scared, terrified

Reviews for What She Wants Collection

[Jestanie Hunter · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

It was an interesting read. A sensual read with repetitive details. I think the book needed better direction, and transitions. It was basically 3 encounters that led her to the end but they didn't really correlate in my opinion.