Interracial Desires: BWWM Multicultural Romance Box Set

by Tamara Black

  I climbed off the back and took off the helmet. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail, so it wasn't too messed up. Why am I worried about what Jake thinks about me? I wondered to myself. It was strange because I was sure I would go back to Tom even though he'd cheated on me. As we walked into the restaurant, I attempted to clear my thoughts.

  Once again, the people who served us were familiar with Jake. We were seated instantly at the best table in the restaurant. I wasn't sure if he had a reservation or what, but I was impressed by the way the entire staff treated him. The actual meal impressed me even more. Both the steak and lobster were cooked to perfection. I took my time, savoring each and every single bite.

  I stuck to water while Jake had a beer. Is he an alcoholic? I wondered. If I was honest with myself, I didn't know a lot about him at all. Did the mystery attract me to him? I loved the way he moved his body, so sure of himself. As I watched him across the table, I thought about what it would be like to sleep with him. I pushed the idea aside, so I didn’t get too excited.

  “I'm going to be leaving soon, I think,” I said after we were both finished eating.

  “Yeah? That's a shame,” he said sincerely.

  “You going to miss me, are you? I bet a lot of those other women you were talking about will keep you company.”

  “None of them compare to you.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Cheesy.”

  “I agree.” He pushed his plate away slightly. “I don’t know about you, but I'm stuffed.”

  “This was so good. Thanks again for dinner.”

  “No problem. I hate eating alone.”

  “What else you hate doing alone?” I teased.

  He stared into my eyes and, without blinking, said, “Can I take you home?”

  “Sure, but the night's still young.”

  “Oh, I didn't want to drop you off and leave. I want to go and spend some alone time with you.”

  I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue as I studied his face. Did he mean what I thought he meant? He had the body of a fighter, a bad boy. Was he just a thug? Or was he a sensitive teddy bear on the inside? And more importantly, which would I prefer? Questions raced through my mind as he went to pay the bill.

  “Okay, let's go,” he said when he returned.

  After dropping a sizable tip on the table, we went back outside to his moped. The drive back to the beach was quicker on the return journey for some reason. Time could be so strange sometimes. During the ride, I held his body tightly, wondering what it would be like to have him inside me. Was he a gentle lover? A forceful one? By the time we reached my villa, I was turned on.

  We climbed off the moped. I took the helmet off. Before I could say anything, he moved forward and kissed me on the lips. At the same time, his hands snaked their way around to my back. We continued kissing as he pulled me closer to him. His body was so strong and tight. He made me feel safe. After a few more seconds, I pulled back to catch my breath. He looked at me with a hunger in his eyes.

  “Let's go to my room,” I said. “I like to take it slow.”

  To be honest, I wasn’t sure whether or not I was going to let the night go any farther as I turned and walked inside my villa. He followed me into the bedroom. The sheets on the bed smelled fresh as we sat on the edge of the mattress and resumed kissing. His hands roamed over my body.

  When he grabbed my breasts, I pushed his hands away. I liked the sensation, but I wasn't sure if I was ready to let him have me. I loved sex, but I wasn't a whore or a slut. True love and pleasure was more about the mind, about having a connection with a person on several different levels in addition to a physical attraction.

  “We need to stop,” I said, my chest rising and falling quickly. “I'm not ready yet.”

  Will he understand? I wondered.

  He sighed deeply. “Really?”

  “I'm sorry, I'm just not like that. It’s too soon.”

  “You’re not like what?” he asked, obviously upset. “You don't like sex? Or just sex with me?”

  “It’s not you. I just don’t sleep with people I just met.”

  “Whatever, Lacrecia.” He stood up. “I’m leaving.”

  I watched without saying a word as he walked out of my room then the villa itself. After he was gone, I climbed into bed and curled up in a fetal position. Eventually, sleep overtook me.

  FOUR

  FOUR

  Jake

  I walked away from Lacrecia’s villa quickly. After such a nice dinner together, she wanted nothing to do with me. All that bullshit about not sleeping with a guy right away was something I’d never had used on me before. And I hated it. She could fuck off for all I cared. I thought about going to my place near town, but I decided it wouldn’t be a good idea and headed to the classic bachelor condo.

  Todd, Eric, and three women I didn’t recognize were sitting in the living room when I came in. I wanted to walk right by them, but Eric raised his hand into the air and waved me over. With a sigh, I went over to one of the two couches in the room. A fine looking red-headed woman with curves in all the right places turned to smile as I sat down next to her.

  “Hello,” I said.

  “You looking for a mutual masturbation partner, are you?” Todd asked then cackled with laughter.

  “Whatever, you dick. It’s not like you’ve never done it before.”

  “Well, to your credit, that older black woman did turn you down, didn’t she?” He laughed again. “You know what they say about billionaires who can’t get laid.”

  “Shut-up, Todd,” I said as I stood up.

  “Where you going? You just got here,” Eric said.

  Two of the women looked at me as if they wanted me to stay, but I wanted to be alone. After being shot down by Lacrecia, I needed some time alone to think. My life was full of complications and problems. The attractive and full figured African queen I’d met on the beach was making it even more complicated. And yet I didn’t care. She turned me on by turning me down.

  Todd and Eric weren’t half as rich as me, but they acted like they were kings of the world. They were jealous of my wealth, but once you got to a certain amount of money, your social circles were limited unless you broke the unspoken rules and hung out with lower class people. Lacrecia was different. She had a college education and came from a lower middle class family, but she had married a multi-millionaire.

  When I made it to the beach, I had to deflect three women who walked up to me, practically offering their bodies on the spot. A few years earlier I would have taken on all three at once, but I was trying to change my life. The last party girl I’d gotten with had become my wife. We had been separated for a while and were about to finalize my divorce, but I didn’t want to slip back into my wicked ways of wantonly sleeping with many different women.

  I found a secluded spot and sat down on the sand, my back leaning against a palm tree. A cool, salty breeze blew through the air as I stared at the waves. As I watched one of nature’s most powerful forces, I saw two lovers walk down the beach in front of me holding hands. They were oblivious to the world around them. In many ways, I envied them. True love was difficult to find - especially for a billionaire.

  They stopped and kissed passionately for a few moments. I watched, unable to turn away. He led her further up the beach and behind some large rocks. I saw her take off her top before lowering out of view. Part of me wanted to go spy on them, but I resisted the urge. I got to my feet slowly and headed back to the condo to tell the others that I would be moving out soon. My soon to be ex-wife was in control of my house on the island, but I could easily rent a villa next to Lacrecia’s.

  FIVE

  FIVE

  Lacrecia

  When I saw Jake on the beach the next afternoon, surrounded by good looking men and women, he didn't wave or walk over to me. After I waved without getting a response, I rented a bicycle to go into town to shop. Money was soon going to be an issue for me, but I wanted to get myself something nice to remember my t
rip to The Bahamas before I went back to Tom.

  As I rode toward the nearest grouping of shops further inland, I thought about whether I really wanted to go back to a man who had cheated on me. He had a ton of money, but was that worth him not treating me with respect? When I reached the shopping plaza, I still didn't have an answer. The act of shopping was enough to distract me a little bit.

  I managed to find a little statue that looked more African than Caribbean to me, but I didn't care. The small, twelve inch figure embodied what I was feeling inside. If I went back to Tom, I'd always be able to look at the statue and remember the time I'd left him to be by myself. It would also remind me of Jake, the man I was attracted to but kept pushing away. As a beach bum, he wouldn’t be able to support me like Tom.

  By the time I arrived back at the beach, I was out of breath. I stopped at the villa he had rented right next to mine. After putting up the kick-stand on the bike, I walked up to and knocked on his door. While I wasn’t sure what I was going to say exactly, I was certain something needed to be said if all he wanted was to fuck me then leave me. I’m a grown ass woman, I thought as I banged again.

  “I need to talk to you,” I said after he opened the door.

  “Hey, Lacrecia. What's going on?” he asked as if nothing was wrong.

  I stared deep into his eyes. “You really upset me today.”

  His face scrunched up in confusion. “What did I do?”

  “You ignored me when you were with your friends on the beach earlier today. Are you embarrassed of me? Is it because I'm an older black woman? Or because I won't let you stick your dick in me right away?”

  His eyes widened as a smile spread across his face. “Such a mouth on you.”

  “Don't change the subject, Jake. What do you have to say for yourself?”

  “I'm sorry if I offended you, but you have to admit you've been a bit of a tease.”

  “What?”

  “Please. Don't tell me you don't know what you're doing.”

  “I have no idea what you're talking about.”

  “You act like you want me and we make out. Then, when it's getting hot and heavy, you tell me to leave. You're teasing me.”

  I sighed. He was right. “I'm worth the wait.”

  With that, I turned and left. He called out to me, but I didn't stop. I reached my villa and went inside to stew a little more. Men are such fucking idiots, I thought. I wasn’t sure if I was more upset with Jake and the way he was treating me or myself for even considering getting back together with Tom. I laid down on my bed with a cool sea breeze coming in through the window. I fell asleep.

  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

  When I woke up, I immediately regretted going off on Jake. Why are you so fucking temperamental? I scolded myself as I walked from my villa to his.

  “You want to go for a walk?” I asked after he answered the door.

  “I was reading, but I guess.”

  “Good. It’ll be worth your while,” I said in a sexy voice.

  His left eyebrow raised. “Let’s go.”

  After he locked up his villa, we headed to the beach. We held hands as we walked next to each other. At the huge dock a little ways down, I stopped him.

  “Let's go under the dock,” I said, suddenly having an idea and wanting to show him I wasn’t a total prude.

  “Looks dark under there,” he said.

  “Not all dark things are bad,” I teased

  He smiled. “Indeed.”

  I dragged him under the dock. We sat in the sand next to each other. Before he could say a single word, I leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth.

  “I'm sorry,” I said, pulling away.

  “For what? Don't be.”

  “I don't want you to think I'm a slut.”

  “I'd never think that...”

  I rolled my eyes. He lunged forward and held my cheeks in his thick, strong hands as he kissed me again. As our lips locked together, I touched his stomach. It was hard as a rock. I broke away and stared into his eyes for a moment. Then I began to kiss my way down his body. His neck, his chest, and his stomach all received soft, butterfly kisses from me.

  Unable to wait any longer, I pulled his shorts off. The beast lurking underneath was already stirring as my kissed continued down his body. I grabbed his cock at the base with one hand. Slowly, I slid my face closer and closer to it. Finally, I let the tip slip past my slightly parted lips. He sighed as I sucked him. Going down on a guy wasn’t my most favorite thing in the world, but it was different with him. I wanted to make him happy.

  And I did as I gave him the best blowjob of his life. As I sucked, licked, and kissed every inch of it, I kept thinking about all the love I'd given Tom and how none of it mattered in the end.

  That thought only lasted a second as my entire consciousness turned to the taste of Jake in my mouth. The sensation drowned out all other thoughts in my mind. All time ceased to be as my head bobbed up and down on his hard manhood. While I sucked, I continued to stroke him up and down. He’s so fucking hard, I thought, wondering if I was going to let him shoot his seed into my mouth.

  Before I could make up my mind, he grunted as I pushed him over the edge. I took him out of my mouth and used my hands to milk him as he continued to squirt. His body shook a little, and he pulled back. I removed my hand and looked up at him with a smile. His cum was all over my breasts, but I didn't care in the least. His eyes looked into mine. They were full of lust.

  “That was good,” he said, a smile on his face.

  “I hope so. I don't usually do that.”

  He smiled then reached down and ran a hand through my hair. “Can I return the favor?”

  “Not now,” I said then moved back a little. “I actually need to go.”

  “What? So soon? Can I see you tomorrow?”

  “We’ll see.”

  I crawled out from under the dock and stretched. The sun felt good on my skin. As I walked back to my villa, I still couldn't believe what I'd done. Jake attracted me on a physical and an emotional level. Giving him a little oral pleasure wasn't the same as letting him sleep with me, at least not in my mind. Tom had tried to tell me the same thing after I caught him getting head beside the pool.

  Once back at my place, I went inside and stripped off my clothes. Naked, I got into the shower. The warm water ran over my skin. I soaped up, rinsed, then stepped out to dry myself. I could still taste Jake in my mouth, which wasn’t all that bad. He would definitely want more the next time we got together, but that was okay with me. The more time I spent with him, the more I was attracted to him.

  SIX

  SIX

  Jake

  I sat at a small table in the kitchen of my villa and thought as I drank a cup of coffee. After what Lacrecia had done to me under the dock, I decided I had to tell her about my money. It would change the dynamics of our relationship, but I had to do it before things went any further between us. She deserved to know the truth. Before going to tell her, I headed into town on my moped.

  Ever since taking up residence on the island, I had spent a few hours a week helping the locals. None of the workers at the food shelter in the center of town were aware of my status as a billionaire, but they didn’t care. To them, I was just another nice man from far away who wanted to help them. As I stood behind a counter and filled bowls with soup as people passed, I thought about how to tell Lacrecia the truth.

  “Thank you sir,” an elderly woman said, blowing me a kiss through the air.

  “You’re welcome,” I said, a smile spreading across my face.

  The other volunteers were mostly foreigners from around the world, but a few were locals. All of them loved me for spending the time to help out with those who were less fortunate. Because I’d inherited most of my wealth, guilt had haunted me since an early age. When I looked around me at the world, I was sickened by the inequalities. At the same time, I wasn’t ready to give up all of my money.

  When my shift was over, I drove lazily b
ack to the beach. My mood was good. It was one of those few moments in my life when I was actually happy with myself as a person - not to mention the world around me. Back at my villa, I poured myself a glass of wine and sat in my living room. Through the open window, I could see into Lacrecia’s window. I tried to resist the urge to look, but I couldn’t help myself. I barely knew her, but I missed her.

  I fell asleep on the couch as a cool evening breeze blew in the open window. An hour or so later, I opened my eyes. It was dark outside. The sound of the ocean hitting the shore over and over again was all I could hear. The lights in Lacrecia’s villa were off, so I headed into my bedroom. Once in bed, I quickly traveled back to dreamland. She was in my dreams, playing the role of the most beautiful woman in the world.

  SEVEN

  SEVEN

  Lacrecia

  The next day, I was sitting on a blanket on the beach trying to decide whether I should cut my trip short and return to my unhappy marriage or if I should stay away a little longer and see if things worked out with Jake. If I didn't get in touch with Tom soon, there was a chance he would just find another woman to replace me. He didn't really love me as much as he loved showing me off like one of his possessions.

  As the sun beat down and the water washed up then back, I also thought about Jake. He wasn't the type of man I normally found attractive, but there was something about him. My heart beat a little faster when I was in his presence. I often found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss him again, to have that hard, muscled body pressing against mine.

  I closed my eyes. The heat hit my skin. Tiny beads of sweat began to form as I got lost in a fantasy of Jake taking me on the beach, at night, with the moon shining down on us. His huge cock was perfectly shaped to fit me and please me.

  “You having fun?” Jake asked.