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About the author:
After graduating high school, Nataisha T Hill, attended JohnCasablancas Modeling and Career Center in Nashville, Tennessee. She earned her certification as a select model and then joined Model Talent Management as an amateur model under (Gina Vickery) while attending Middle Tennessee State University. After entertaining a short modeling career, she graduated from MTSU majoring in Recording Industry: Music Business and a minor in Entrepreneurship. In the meantime, she also began to pursue a career in writing with the Associated Content and other endeavors. She has been writing short stories and poetry since the tender age of four. Her first novel “Partially Broken Never Destroyed” was released March 2012
What inspired you to write your book?
I’ve always been a fan of the fine arts with a wild imagination. It was imperative that I got my thoughts and ideas on paper.
Here is a short sample from the book:
got up and put on some soft music.
“So, how are you going to make up missing our date,” Kayla asked, switching the subject.
“I don’t know, what do you want me to do?”
“I don’t know. I guess you could massage my back. That is, if you still know how.” She teased.
He scooted back, sat her down between his legs, and began to massage her back.
“Are you serious? Are you really trying to massage me through a shirt?”
“I don’t need instructions. I got this.” He complained.
“It has been a while so…sometimes things need a refreshing.” She teased.
“I could never get rusty when it comes to you, sweetheart.”
After a minute or two, he slowly lifted her shirt as he pressed his hands firmly against her skin moving his hands toward her upper shoulders. He the slid his hands slowly down her back above her buttocks and gently squeezed while simultaneously moving his thumbs in circular motions. Kayla felt every inch of her body tense as her hormones anticipated the intimacy. She needed to be touched. She needed to be caressed. She needed every inch of his manhood rotating and sliding in and out of her vagina. He must have felt her intensity because he made a bold move by sliding his hands toward her chest as he cupped her breast in his hands and softly began kissing her on the neck.