Interracial Desires: BWWM Multicultural Romance Box Set

by Tamara Black

  I opened my eyes and shielded my eyes from the sun with my hand.

  “I'm doing okay. What about you? What are you out doing today?”

  “Not much.”

  “Yeah? Doesn’t sound like too much fun,” I teased.

  “You ready to have some real fun tonight and get to know each other on a more personal level?”

  His smile made me want to melt, but I knew I had to resist him just a little longer. My mind was almost made up to just go back to Tom. I could put up with his cheating as long as I had access to his money.

  “Not yet,” I said with a smile. “Soon. Maybe”

  He nodded as his smile faded. “Cool. I'll be around. Unless I'm not.”

  “What do you mean by that?” I asked.

  “This isn't the only beach in the world.”

  I watched his lithe body as he walked down the beach, away from me. Part of me wanted to jump up and chase after him, make him explain himself, but I figured it was just a sign that going back to Tom was the right decision for me. Jake was great, but he was younger than me. I still wasn’t even sure what he did for a living - or if he even had a job. I closed my eyes and attempted to relax.

  After about an hour of arguing with myself, I decided to get up and go find Jake to apologize. I hadn't meant to lead him on. If I told him I was just tired of being used by men, I was sure he would understand. My track record of choosing losers was legendary in my circle of friends and family, my tribe.

  Jake was in his small shack when I found him. He invited me inside.

  “I'm sorry,” I said.

  “You think you can just apologize and all will be okay again?”

  “I was hoping.”

  “Okay. I'll cut you some slack. It's hard for me too, you know.”

  “What is?”

  “To find someone. To find a woman.”

  “You have them falling all over you,” I said.

  “Yeah, but none of them like me for the right reason.”

  “Really? Why do they like you so much? That tight body of yours?” I teased.

  He leaned forward and kissed me forcefully on the lips. I loved he way he held me. We continued kissing as our hands explored our bodies. Just when it was getting good, he stopped and pulled back.

  “You sure you want to do this?” he asked.

  I nodded. He picked me up in his arms and carried me into his bedroom. Once there, he set me down gently on the bed. Then he started to strip. I watched as that athletic body of his was bared. When he was naked, I stared at the long, limp cock between his legs. As I watched, he moved closer and began to take off my clothes. I grabbed his dick and gave it a few tugs.

  After I was naked, my hands snaked around his waist and grabbed his ass cheeks. I looked into his eyes as I pulled him closer. I pushed him inside his villa, shut the door, then slid to my knees in front of him. He watched as I grabbed his cock at the base. I teased the tip of it with my tongue before allowing it to slide past my lips and into my mouth. He moaned as I swallowed as much of him as I could.

  His cock had a cute upward curve when it was hard, which I found very interesting. I couldn't wait until he was thrusting deep inside me, certain the angle would help him hit all my special spots. As I sucked him, he put his hand on the back of my head. I pulled back and looked up at him, a little drool coming out of the corner of my mouth.

  “You okay, babe?” I asked, breathless.

  “I want to taste you too.”

  With that, he got down on the floor with me. After he got me on my bag, he slid in between my spread legs. His tongue teased the inside of my thighs lightly as he made his way closer and closer to my slit and my clit. When he finally reached his destination, I couldn't stand the teasing any longer. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him toward my most tender spot. He lapped obediently, knowing how to use his tongue and lips.

  When he pushed one of his thick fingers inside my tight pussy, I moaned, wiggling my hips. He fucked me with one digit - then two - while at the same time sucking on my little nub. After getting me worked up and wet, he crawled up my body. I spread my legs wide. His cock hesitated for a moment in front of my entrance.Then he slid into me, penetrated me completely.

  I moaned as he moved in and out of my tight, wet hole. The friction built up quickly. I wasn’t sure how long I would last. Before I realized I was so close to coming, wave after wave of pleasure washed over my body. My pussy tightened around his hard cock as he continued plunging in and out of me. I didn't want him to ever stop or pull out.

  “Fuck yes, baby,” I screamed.

  As he continued fucking me hard and fast, I reached down and touched myself. He looked at me, and I saw he was about to come as well. I pinched his nipples tightly, taking him over the edge. His body tightened as he grunted and thrust into me one last time. I felt him throbbing deep inside me as he tried to catch his breath.

  He pulled out then collapsed on the bed next to me. I curled up next to his hard body. Thoughts of Tom and everything else I'd been through in my life faded away as we laid in silence and enjoyed the afterglow of our orgasms. We both knew that words would ruin the moment if uttered too soon, so we just spooned.

  EIGHT

  EIGHT

  Jake

  When I woke up the next morning, she was still asleep beside me. I watched her a moment, still so beautiful even without any make-up on. I slowly and carefully got out of bed, making sure not to wake her up. In the kitchen, I wrote a quick note that I had some business inland. I left it on the table and left. A few minutes later, I was on my moped and headed toward my mansion.

  Brittany, my soon to be ex-wife, greeted me at the door with a sour look on her face. Before she even opened her mouth, I knew she would ask for money. She didn’t let me down. As I listened to her beg, I took deep breaths, trying not to get too upset with her. Her outer beauty would last another few years, but on the inside she was ugly as muddy dirt at the bottom of the Mississippi River.

  “Well? What about it?” she asked.

  “Hmm?”

  “I said I need more money.”

  “We need to sign the divorce papers.”

  “I told you I don’t like the terms.”

  “That’s too bad. You signed papers before we got married.”

  “Because…”

  “Look,” I said, interrupting her. “If you sign today, right now, I’ll wire a couple hundred grand to your account.”

  She crossed her arms over her ample chest. “Make it half a million and you have a deal.”

  I sighed. “Fine. Can I come inside?”

  “That’s something else,” she said as I walked in the foyer. “I want this house too.”

  “Really? After everything else you’ve gotten?”

  “You’re leaving me for a younger woman, so I deserve it.”

  Instead of telling her about the older, black woman I had slept with the night before, I asked, “Where are the papers?”

  “They’re in the study,” she said.

  “Let’s go, okay. I have a full day.”

  “I bet you do,” she said snidely.

  In the study, she picked up a manila envelope from the desk and pulled some papers out of it. We both signed on the dotted lines. She watched over my shoulder as I transferred five hundred thousand dollars to her account. I was tempted to send her half a million in some worthless foreign currency, but I thought better of it. I just wanted to be done with her once and for all.

  “You have two weeks to get out of here,” I said firmly.

  “Whatever, prick,” she said then turned to walk away.

  I took a deep breath then headed back outside. After I put the papers away in the leather saddle-bag attached to the seat of the scooter, I climbed on and started it up. Brittany came out of the house. Before she could walk over, I took off, back toward the beach. Lacrecia was still asleep when I arrived. I made her breakfast in the kitchen. We had an incredible morning in more ways than one.

>   NINE

  NINE

  Lacrecia

  “Have you thought about what you're going to do next?” he asked as we walked side by side down the beach the next day.

  “I don't know. I don't want to think about it, you know?”

  “I know.”

  We walked in silence for a few moments.

  “I need to tell you something,” he said.

  Oh no, I thought. “What?”

  “I don't know how to say it.”

  “Just say it. I can take it.”

  He stopped walking. When I did the same and turned to him, he reached out and put his hands on my shoulders.

  “Just know I care about you, okay?”

  I smiled mischievously. “Are you about to tell me you're bisexual or something?”

  “No. Now will you please shut-up?”

  “I want to tell you first. Before you say anything. I love you.”

  “I love you too, Lacrecia, but I need to talk to you about something serious.”

  “Okay. I'm sorry. What do you want to tell me?”

  “I'm a man of means.”

  “I know. I saw it earlier. It's huge and I like it.”

  He sighed. “Can you please be serious?”

  I nodded. “Go ahead,” I said then pursed my lips together tightly.

  “I'm worth quite a bit of money. If you don't want to go back to Tom, you can stay with me. We can be together for the rest of our lives.”

  “I thought you just wanted me for my body.”

  “Well, you thought wrong.”

  “I don't know what to say.”

  I was telling the truth. His revelation was startling to say the least. All I wanted to do was get away so that I could think and process my thoughts. Then he topped it.

  “I just signed my divorce today.”

  “What?” I shook my head from side to side, not believing he hadn’t told me he was married. “I need to go,” I said as I backed away.

  “Are you okay?”

  “I just need some time alone.”

  I turned and headed back the way we'd come. When I reached my villa, I locked myself inside and threw myself on my bed. Was I just running from one rich asshole to another? Why did my life have to be so complicated all the time?

  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

  I didn't need a lot of time to make up my mind. Jake was going to be my choice before I knew he had money. When I had told him I loved him, I had meant it from the bottom of my heart. My love for him was growing as I got to know him better. I was afraid his wealth might come between us, but I was ready to work hard to make sure we had a fighting chance as a couple.

  “You ready to go yet?” Jake asked from the bedroom.

  “Give me another minute,” I called from the bathroom.

  After one final look in the mirror, I walked out to see him.

  “Damn, you're looking fine.”

  He rushed forward and took me into his arms.

  “Don't mess up my hair, okay?”

  “No problem. As long as I can mess it up later.”

  “Maybe. Dinner first. We need a real date.”

  We had dinner at another five-star restaurant. He told me about how he had inherited his money from his father and hadn't really worked his entire life. I let him know about Tom and all the problems I'd had with him.

  “I don't want you bringing him up anymore, okay?”

  I nodded. “Okay.”

  After dinner, we headed back to the penthouse where we'd first made love. We weren't as rushed this time, which was nice. The anticipation was still in the air. I couldn't wait to have him inside me again. His cock was curved in just the right way to tickle the right spots inside me.

  “You're so beautiful,” he said as he sat, naked, on the edge of the bed and watched me undress.

  “You're not so bad to look at yourself.”

  “My six-pack is the only reason you like me, huh?”

  “No, silly. It's this...”

  With that, I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth again. I loved the way he tasted. Even more, I loved to look up and see bliss fall over his face as he struggled to breath normally as blood pumped through his body and into his quickly hardening cock.

  A moment later, I climbed into his lap and lowered myself on him. He leaned forward and kissed me. As I rode up and down, grinding into his lap, his hands moved to my breasts and played with them. Our tongues danced as I bounced up and down on him. Then I slowed down, moving slowly.

  I wanted to keep him inside me forever. Making love to him was about more than just the money, which made each and every moment that much better. We moved as one body. I saw his mind when I looked into his eyes and he saw mine as well as he stared back at me.

  We came together, at exactly the same time. While rare, I knew it was possible. My body was made for him to please and his was made to satisfy me. Every move we made was the right one. As we came down from such great heights after our orgasms, we kissed again.

  TEN

  TEN

  Jake

  The next day, I made up an excuse to go into town on my own. While we’d just met, I was sure she was the right woman for me. At the local jeweler, I looked at engagement rings. I quickly realized I wasn’t sure of her ring size, so I bought five different sizes. Even with spending nearly a million dollars in the span of a few days, I was far from broke. My wealth would last several generations at least.

  On the way back, I thought about how I was going to pop the question. I wanted it to be romantic and something she would remember. Asking her to marry me would probably take her by surprise, but I had high hopes she would say yes. We’d been through a lot together in a short period of time which had brought us closer together. With the rings safely stashed in my villa, I went to find Lacrecia.

  My divorce was final, and I’d found a woman I could spend the rest of my life with. Things couldn’t get any better for me. At least I didn’t think so. To my surprise, Brittany moved out a day after she signed the divorce papers. From what I could gather, she was on her way back to the United States. She would most likely blow through the half million within a few months, but she was no longer my problem.

  When I took Lacrecia to the food shelter to donate the first time, I thought she was going to pass out.

  “I never expected you to do something like this,” she said before we went inside.

  “Yeah? Why not?”

  “I don’t know. But it’s good.”

  She kissed me passionately on the lips.

  “I love you,” she said.

  “I love you too.”

  Whether we were feeding the hungry or hanging out on the beach, we both quickly realized our relationship might be “the one.” The really strange thing was that I wasn’t nervous at all. When I’d married Brittany, I was a nervous wreck two weeks before and after the wedding. While I hadn’t mentioned the engagement rings to Lacrecia yet, I was at peace with the whole situation. It was a nice change.

  ELEVEN

  ELEVEN

  Lacrecia

  Two days later after making love, Jake took it to another level entirely. Our time in the sack was nice and we’d had a lot of fun spending time with each other, but we both wanted more. At a bonfire on the beach one night, he got down on one knee. My eyes widened when he opened the lid, and I saw the ring inside. It was huge. I looked from the diamonds to his face. He grinned at me.

  “Will you marry me?” he asked.

  “Yes, yes, yes...”

  The rest of the crowd around the bonfire erupted in cheers when they finally noticed what was happening. People came up to us to congratulate us. I was all smiles, the happiest I'd ever been in my entire life. When I had been with Tom, all I cared about was the money and luxuries. With Jake, I would sleep next to him on a wooden floor as long as we could be together. My love for him was that strong.

  “Remember to ask me about the story of that ring later, okay?” he asked.

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p; I nodded. We left the bonfire about a half hour after we proposed. He had a room waiting at one of the most expensive hotels around. I felt like a Caribbean princess as we got off the elevator and walked into the penthouse.

  “What do you think?”

  “It's a beautiful room. I love the view.”

  “No, silly. I meant about us. You ready to start a life together.”

  “We did just meet each other, but I feel a connection with you.”

  “You did tell me you love me before you knew I was rich.”

  “It's the truth.”

  I walked over and put my arms around him. He held me close for a moment. When we parted, we both went for a kiss at the same time. His lips were soft. I moaned as his tongue made its way in my mouth. He knew how to take control. I wanted to give myself to him again and again.

  After we both undressed, we went to the king size bed. He crawled between my legs and began kissing the inside of my thighs lightly. I reached down and ran my hands through his short hair while he ate me out like a champ. When his lips and tongue ran over my delicate, fleshy pussy lips, I thought I was going to pass out.

  Then he stopped. His body snaked upward. He kissed me passionately as I felt his hard cock poking at my slit. I sighed as he pushed it inside me. We continued to kiss as he thrust in and out. I pushed my hips up so that he went into me even deeper. In no time at all, we had a good rhythm going. Our bodies became one as the rest of the world faded from my mind.

  All I could concentrate on was the feeling of his skin on mine and the way his hardness penetrated me over and over, filling me completely. He continued to fuck me hard. I felt the familiar tingle of an orgasm approaching. Looking into his eyes pushed me over the edge. I cried out in pleasure, trying to catch my breath as he continued to push in and out of me.

  “Yeah, baby,” I whispered as I looked into his eyes.

  He grunted and his body stiffened as he slowed down his thrusting. I felt him throb inside me as he came. My arms were wrapped around his back as he tried to catch his breath. After a moment, he pulled out and dropped to the bed beside me. We were both spent, but the afterglow was amazing. Every time we made love it seemed to get better and better.