Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  Chapter Twelve

  Juan grabs my hand and walks me to the bed. He wraps his hands into my hair and pulls me close and looks into my eyes. His jaw is tense and perfect and his brown eyes stare into me. I want him to kiss me and take me right now in this hotel room. I want to fall into him and loose myself in everything that is him. His left hand slides down to my lower back and he kisses me. He kisses me passionately but sweetly.

  “Stop me if you don’t want this.” Juan said lifting up.

  “I want this. I want you.” I said and kissed him. I push him down so he’s sitting on the bed. Looking down at him I’m in my baby blue bikini and my hair is down. I stand between his legs and he looks up into my eyes. Without leaving each other’s gaze he traces his fingertips up the back of my thigh up to my waist. I reach back and untie my bikini top and take it off so my breasts are sitting perfectly over my ribs.

  Juan kisses each one and down my stomach to my belly button. I pull on the ties on the side of my bikini bottoms and my bottoms slide off. Juan takes his perfect hands and places them on my butt cheeks. He pulls me closer and kisses my cleavage and I put my knees on each side of him on the bed. He just had his swim shorts on so I place my hands on each muscle while astride him.

  I lean down and place my lips on his and our tongues meet each other. I can feel his skin on my skin and he holds onto me with one hand and with the other he slips his shorts off leaving him completely naked underneath me. He eases me onto his erection and I moan slightly into his ear. He lays back and I place my hands on his chest and go up and down at a steady slow pace. It’s better this way.

  Juan places both hands on my breasts and plays with my nipples. His hips start to move under me and it makes me go down and him go deeper. I start going a bit faster and I moan with ever penetration. I look down and he’s looking at me with his lips parted. I lean down and kiss him while steadily staying at the same pace.

  What is he doing to me? I’m feeling things for this beautiful man that I have never felt. He’s going to save me. I feel a rush in the pit of my stomach and I lean back and throw my hair back. He can feel it on his thighs. Leaning back made him go in deeper and I just let go and I could feel everything. I moan loudly and I explode all around him.

  Juan grabs my hips and without pulling out he puts me on my back and pumps in and out of me while I’m still exploding around him and it intensifies it. Within five minutes I orgasm again and he finds his release with me this time. He collapses on top of me and slides off next to me on the bed. We lie there catching our breath and I roll over and put my head on his chest. I felt as if I had entered some euphoria state.

  “Mi Bonita.” Juan says and kisses me on the top of my head.

  “I think I’m in love with you Juan.” I sit up and look into his eyes. He looks so beautiful in the candle light.

  “You do?” Juan said.

  “Yes. Today showed me something. You are a great man and I don’t want to lose you. I’ve thought about you every day since I met Gemma and it hurts me that I chose this life over you. I don’t want to do this anymore. I want a normal relationship with someone.” I stop and tears fill my eyes and I bury my head in his chest.

  “Joan please look at me.” Juan said and rubbed my back I look up at him with tears in my eyes. He wipes a tear from by jaw and looks into my eyes. “I’ve loved you since the moment you opened the door to their house.” He added.

  I smiled and kissed him. This kiss was different than any other kiss we’ve given each other. I could feel all the love we were sending each other and I wanted him. I wanted him now and forever. I place my hand on his face and he felt warm and gentle. I lie down next to him and we fall asleep.

  When I open my eyes Juan was looking at me. I smile and yawn. I kiss him and we stare into each other’s eyes. We stare into each other’s eyes for a long time and then the alarm interrupts us and we have to get up. I walk into the bathroom to shower and I turn on the warm water. After I wash my hair Juan steps in behind me and starts to wash my back. I feel his breath on my shoulder and his lips put a peck on my neck. I feel a chill shoot down my spine.

  I turn around and pour shampoo into my hand and lather it into his hair. Rubbing it into his hair he leans into my hand and sighs. He is so beautiful and when he closes his eyes he looks so peaceful. Right now he is so calm and I love him. I finish washing myself and him and we get out of the shower. I look into the mirror and he looks at me with such admiration and love. There was no lust in his eyes. This is what I love about him the most. He doesn’t just want me for my body he wants me for my heart.

  “What?” I laugh.

  “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes on.” Juan said and moves closer to me. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me on my neck. Chills again.

  “You are amazing.” I said and leaned my head back onto his shoulder.

  We get dressed and go down to the reception desk and check out. My car is still at Sweeties so we go there for lunch. We sit at a booth and a smaller older woman with short grey hair walks up to me. Juan looks at her and stands up. Who is this woman?

  “Abuela!” Juan says and hugs her. He kisses her on the cheek. “I want you to meet someone. Abuela this is Joan.” He said and she looks at me and smiles.

  “Hola Joan. Oh, my goodness Juan she is beautiful.” Abuela said and like every Spanish woman I have ever met she grabs my face and kisses my cheek. It made me smile so big and I look at Juan. He is smiling also.

  “Hi.” I say with a slight giggle. She is so cute.

  “Whatever you want is on the house. I’ll have someone come take your order. Rose!” Abuela calls a tall fit woman with long curly hair over to our table.

  “Rose.” Juan smiles and kisses her on the cheek. “Joan this is my cousin Rosalie.” Juan said.

  “Hello.” Rosalie smiles and hugs me.

  “Hi.” I smile back.

  “I’ll come back with some sweet tea for you guys.” Abuela ambles off to the kitchen.

  “Can I take you guys’ order Juan?” Rosalie asks.

  “I’ll have the BLT with a side of fries.” Juan said.

  “I’ll have the same. Thank you Rosalie.” I said.

  “Call me Rose.” Rose said and went to fetch our food.

  “Your family is so nice.” I say.

  “They are all full of love. The last girl that I brought here was a couple of years ago so they are just happy to see me happy.” Juan said.

  “Here you go.” Abuela said and sits next to her grandson. “You must tell me about yourself Joan.” She added.

  “What do you want to know?” I ask.

  “What do you do for a living?” Abuela asked.

  “I’m a housekeeper.” I said. I look at Juan and he tightens his jaw.

  “Oh that’s good. You must like to clean then.” Abuela laughed and nudged Juan in the arm. He laughed.

  “Yes. I love seeing something clean. I hate dirt and clutter.” I said. I smile at Juan and he softens his jaw. I don’t like to see him upset.

  “Do you cook?” Abuela asks.

  “I love to cook. I’m not as good as you I’m sure, but I can cook.” I said.

  “I’m sure you are very good.” Abuela said. Rose brings our food and goes to take care of another customer.

  “I’ll have to have you come and cook for me. Maybe have a dinner one night. You can use this kitchen. Or I live out back in a house you can use my kitchen there.” Abuela offered.

  “Abuela!” Juan hisses.

  “It’s ok Juan. I’d love to.” I said and I squirt some ketchup onto my fries.

  “Ok great. I’ll leave you to your food. I have to get a few things done. Lovely to meet you dear. And I always love seeing you my handsome nieto.” Abuela said and kisses us both on the cheek and goes to her office.

  “She is lovely. Thank you for introducing me to her.” I said.

  “You are probably going to see more of her baby.” Juan said.
The way he said baby was so sexy. No. We are in his grandmother’s diner and I will not think about that. I laugh at myself. He smiles at me and we eat.

  I look at my watch and it’s getting to be late afternoon. We had sat in this diner for hours talking about everything. He told me that he was from Puerto Rico and he moved here after his mother passed away to live with his Abuela. He told me that his papa left him when he was very young and that he barely knew who he was. All he knew was his name. He told me that he went to college at Santa Monica Community College and he just received his AA. He was working as a pool boy to get him through business school. One day he wants to own a pool business.

  I told him about my plan to one day be a teacher, and the house cleaning was just to save up money for school and I had planned on starting next year. I lost my dad when I was young and my mother basically had to make up for him. I looked at her as super mom because she had to work three jobs just so we could make it and she could allow me to play soccer from 6th grade until the day I graduated highs school. I also told him that I love music and could sing. I also sang in choir when I grew up in my Baptist church.

  It was about 5:00 and I didn’t know if I was going back to the Stewarts. They hadn’t called me since I left yesterday morning, but I thought that I needed to get back soon so I could tell them that I quit. We said goodbye to his grandmother and cousin and he followed me back into town. When I pulled up into their driveway they weren’t home. Maybe I could pack without them bothering me and I could leave them a note. That could work.

  “I don’t know when they will be home but we can start packing and then they should show up anytime. Hopefully after I am gone.” I said. We went back to the pool house and I grabbed my suitcase. I started putting my clothes in them and Juan started packing up my pictures and trinkets that I collected through the years.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chandler walks through the door and he looks beyond pissed. He stands there and stares at me. Marline walks in and she stops in her tracks when she sees Juan. She starts heading for him and I step in front of him. Why were they so mad? I was going to tell them.

  “What is going on here?” Marline asked.

  “Marline we can do this civilly.” I said.

  “Do what civilly?” She asks. Her voice is rising. This is only going to end badly so I just let it out.

  “Marline, Chandler. I thank you for this opportunity but I am quitting. I cannot go on anymore what happens. I love Macy, and I know this is probably going to hurt her, but I have to do what’s best for me.” I said.

  “You can’t leave. We have a contract. You were to work here for at least six months.” Marline said. That was true. I signed a contract when I moved into the pool house after the week try out.

  “I understand that Marline, but I cannot work for you anymore. I have to quit.” I said.

  “Too bad. You can’t break the contract. Do you forget that I am a lawyer? I can take you to court.” Marline threw that in my face like it scared me. This actually made me quite mad.

  “It would be a mistake on your part because when I’m under oath what would stop me from telling them what went on here? This wasn’t just a house keeping job; you and your husband forced yourselves on me.” I was in her face now. I was talking as calm as I could. No one forced themselves on me but if she wanted to go there I would tell them that.

  “You wanted it and you know it.” Marline got closer and was talking just as calm as I was but we were both furious.

  “So? The judge wouldn’t know that.” I said. Next thing I know her hand connects with my face and I fall on the floor.

  “You will regret this.” Marline said down to me. Juan was behind me and helping me up.

  “You will regret ever putting your hands on me!” I yelled.

  “Where are you going to go Joan?” Chandler asked.

  “I still have my apartment.” I turn around to look Juan in the face. He touches my face and it hurts.

  “Do you?” Chandler said with a smirk. I turn around and he is laughing at something I don’t find very funny.

  “What do you mean?” I ask stepping forward.

  “I mean you’ve been living here for almost three months now and no one has been paying your rent.” Chandler said.

  “But, you said.” I said.

  “I said what? That I’d pay your rent while you live here?” Chandler said. He smirks and scoffs. “You really think I did that? I told you that so you’d stay here. Every girl we bring in here says they aren’t going anywhere and when it gets too hot they want to back out. I made sure if you were going to screw us over that I was going to screw you over first.” Chandler said. Marline walks over to him and wraps her arm around his and smiles. My jaw drops.

  “Go ahead and get your stuff and don’t worry no one is taking you to court because you already got all the payback you need.” Marline said and smiled.

  “How dare you!” I scream and I start to walk towards them and Juan grabs my arms and holds me back.

  “Don’t make it any worse Joan. Let’s just get your stuff and go. We will figure it out when we get you out of this place.” Juan said. Chandler and Marline turn around laughing and walk out of the pool house.

  “I’m homeless.” I said. I sink down into the chair I used to read at and stare at the floor.

  “No you’re not.” Juan said and kneeled down in front of me. “You are going to live with me.” Juan said and kissed me on the forehead. “I’m going to have someone come get your car and take it to my apartment.” Juan said ant called someone in the other room. I stand up and finish packing and he comes out and grabs my stuff and we walk into the main house.

  “Miss Joan?” Macy asks and starts to run up to me and Marline scoops me up and she smiles at me while holding her. I want to hug her and say goodbye but I know I can’t so Juan walks in front of me and I walk out to his car. His friend is already outside and I hand him my keys and I get into Juan’s car.

  We start driving towards his apartment and I start thinking of what happened to all of my stuff from my apartment. Everything I had in there I bought myself but the coffee table was my mother’s from our house in San Francisco. What happened to that? I guess it’s just materialistic but it was the last thing that I had of my mother’s that wasn’t jewelry or trinkets. All of that I had. Now I have three suitcases and two boxes of stuff. It had all fit in the trunk of my car.

  As we are driving I look over to Juan and he is so mad his jaw is hard and his eyes are stuck on the road. I’m with the one I want to be with but I want to bawl my eyes out. He looks over at me and his facial expression softens. Looking back at the road he draws in a deep breath.

  “I love you and everything is going to be alright I promise you. You are going to stay with me and you will never be homeless.” Juan said.

  “Thank you.” I said. My heart fills with love and I can’t help but not be upset about anything and I simply say. “I love you.”

  --THE END--

  Martin’s Hot Discoveries

  A series of encounters with his roommate Bryan made Martin realized he really was a gay. Suddenly, all his curiosities and fantasies had been real and he was amazed. He was at first hesitant to admit it, but later learned to enjoy it. Little by little, his knowledge in sex grew as Bryan introduced him to different activities. All of them hot and made Martin desire for more. As a result, Bryan and Martin became close friends and close buddies - in almost everything.

  Martin would later discover something about his brother and daddy that would change the way the three of them lived. At one way or another, everyone seemed to hide a secret, and Martin was lucky to discover them.

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  When I started being a senior high school student, I also figured out that I enjoyed looking at the other guys' naked body in the shower area after our P.E class.

  Well, I still dated a lot of my girl classmates and then had sex with them all that, I fucked them all that I could, though I still fou
nd the sight of another guy's dick erotic and exciting. I had longed to see one fully erect dick. So far, the only one I had seen in that state was my own boner.

  My visit to the school gym became frequent too, as I had always wanted to glance at different guys' dick in the form of bulges from their tight shorts. On many occasions, I was able to see our P.E coach naked. Our coach was in his late thirties, and so he had a much more developed body than most of us did, and it was more exciting for me.

  Things suddenly changed when I entered college when I became a freshman.

  I packed up my belongings and headed to my dad's car. He and my older brother drove me to the state university four hours away from our home, they helped me move into my dorm room. Dad told me that he wanted me to be comfortable and so he allotted a good amount of money for me to afford to have a suite.

  Well actually, a suite was basically an oversized dorm room that had large walk in closets, a lot of counter space and storage and as well as two queen sized beds and two separate full sized desks with chair. The dorm room would, of course, be shared by two students, I and someone else.

  When we reached the university, I was informed that my roommate had not arrived yet so I could choose which desk and bed I preferred. Upon going inside the room the room, I made my choice and we unpacked my stuff. My father helped me put my clothes and other stuff in place before taking us out for a late lunch.

  Dad and my brother left and I returned to the room. I began the process of putting the final touches on where I wanted my things to be placed before my roommate arrived.

  After half an hour, he came in, with each of his arms carrying big bags, I quickly offered him my assistance. I took some of his stuff from his left arm and carefully laid them on the other bed.

  "Thanks, dude. I'm Bryan Santos," he said, offering his hand for a handshake.

  "Okay, nice to meet you, Bryan. I'm Martin Aboitiz. Are you a freshman like me?" I replied as we shook hands.