Love Survives: The BWWM Interracial Romance Collection (Volume 1)

by Dez Burke

  She pressed little kitten-like kisses on his crown as if to appease the deep purpling redness of his arousal that made his cock seem almost angry. And then she opened her lips wide and closed them around his girth, using the tip of her tongue on that sensitive V underneath his broad tip. She felt exhilarated by his texture and aroma, and the way he tasted on her tongue; so firm yet silky.

  She felt his hands on her hair, smoothing and caressing, on her shoulders, breasts and then lower, sliding his fingers into her wet passage. Tiana bobbed her mouth on his cock with breathless abandon, her eyes glazing over as she felt his thick base stretch her lips as she took him deeper down the back of her throat.

  “Jesus, baby. You’re killing me.” He gripped the loose curls on her head, doubling over to seize her lips in a kiss before he pulled away again. Tiana smiled sultrily and lapped at his gorgeously tight balls, jacking his cock a few more times before lifting to suck him into her mouth once again, her cheeks hollowing out. He jerked within her mouth, his groin straining forward before once again, he drew out of her clinging lips.

  “My love, enough,” he rasped, bringing her to stand and kissing her with a molten sweetness that tightened the tension between them. Their hands began to scrabble at their clothes and it took under a minute to have them both naked and pressing against each other from neck to knee.

  “What do you want, baby?” Jordan crooned, cupping her face and pressing repeated kisses on her lips. “I want this to be extra special for you.”

  Tiana knew exactly what she wanted. She had her hands on his chest pushing him down to sit upright on the couch before she straddled him, her knees resting on the cushions on either of his hips. She could feel his burning gaze as he gripped her waist. Tiana rested on hand on his shoulder while the other hand reached behind her to stroke on his cock, making him growl deep in his throat. As she guided his tip to her sodden entrance, he buried his face in her tits and squeezed so hard on her waist she felt he would snap her in two.

  Lifting her hips, she edged herself unto his cock and then sunk down inch by inch until he was buried halfway inside her. They both gasped, their eyes locking as her walls shivered around his pipe-like root. “Ooh f-fuck,” Tiana moaned, easing her sheathe the rest of the way until her ass was bumping against his thighs and the whole length of him filled her to the balls.

  She cried out and arched her spine, feeling the volts of lightning shooting through her veins. He felt so deep, so good and so thick that she whimpered and instinctively started to spring up and down on his cock. Jordan’s arms wrapped around her like steel bands as he moved in unison with her, their bodies joined in perfect harmony.

  Each minute had their dance growing wilder and hotter. Tiana heard her moans increase in pitch as his thickness felt ready to split her in half and yet leaving her eager for more. It felt exquisitely torturing to be so full and yet needing him to take her further and further past the brink. His lips latched to her nipples as they swayed in front of his face while her hips ground on his thighs, her ass slapping on his flesh with every downward bounce. His pumping thrusts met hers and he grunted against her succulent tit, their passion turning primitive.

  Within her inner walls, her lover pounded and rocked, taking her roughly and then smoothly in turns. The urgency of their passion sent them higher and higher until it felt like they were floating, twirling in their own cobwebby bubble.

  “I need you,” Jordan said huskily, plucking his mouth from her breasts and taking her lips instead, stealing a moan from her lips.

  “I need you too,” Tiana gasped; shocked by the raw emotion in his eyes which was echoed in the feral thrust he pushed deep inside her core. She felt her eyes cross and darken.

  “Then tell me you love me,” Jordan commanded. “Tell me you feel this same sharp edge of pain in your chest that I do whenever I think I might lose you.”

  “You’re not going to lose me,” Tiana whispered firmly, hips undulating silkily over his as she slid her clenching pussy along his throbbing member. “I love you so much, Jordan.”

  He groaned, his arms closing around her impossibly tighter. “I love you too. Like you wouldn’t believe. We can make this work, Tia. You and me.”

  Yes, Tiana thought, clutching tighter to that battering stem turning her insides to liquid lava. She couldn’t catch a breath. Helpless to the warring sensations shuddering through her body, she clung to him and danced to the reckless tune overtaking her being. Tiana tried to focus and caught Jordan’s blistering gaze as he matched her surge for surge.

  “Baby,” she whispered, unable to break that sweltering gaze of ownership as he claimed her with every stamp of his cock in her womb. The friction of flesh on flesh and the agony of pleasure swelled within her until she was bursting with the force of her screeching orgasm. She bucked wildly atop him, screaming out his name as she got lost in the maze of ecstasy.

  As she shattered to pieces around him, his cock jerked and swelled and then he was roaring out a raspy oath as he filled her glove-like canal with his cum. Tiana’s walls spasmed as she felt him throb to a pulsating finish deep within her womb, bathing her channel with his potent heat. The world crashed to nothing but they were still standing, clinging to each other and merging their lips in a sloppy, unifying kiss of oneness. The storm was over…and now the rainbow burst through to bask the glow that settled on their slick, jointed frames.

  A buzzing sound filled the air and it took a while for Tiana’s senses to clear and figure out what it was. Giggling slightly, she drew her mouth from Jordan’s. “My phone,” she explained, leaning to the side and reaching for the item buried in the corner of the couch where she’d flung it after ordering the pizza.

  Jordan’s hands were heavy on her waist and he was kissing on her shoulder as she answered the call. “Hello?” she breathed, still dizzy from their recent coupling with Jordan who stayed embedded within her still.

  “It’s me,” said Josie’s dry voice on the phone. “I saw a gorgeous dark-haired hunk making for your front door a while ago – and since no one has called the cops yet, I’m figuring you and your fancy man have kissed and made up. Probably done more than kissed but no need to fill me in with details.”

  Tiana bit down a chuckle knowing full well her neighbor was itching to hear details. And then Tiana remembered Josie had meant to come over to chat – until she must have seen Jordan making for Tiana’s front door.

  Tiana’s face went hot and she squirmed atop her lover who growled deeply as he ran his large hands down her back to cup her bottom with devilish entitlement.

  “Everything’s fine, Josie. We’ll um…talk later,” Tiana managed, stifling a moan as Jordan bent to flick her thrust-out nipple with his tongue. His cock stirred deep within her and she shivered. He was insatiable!

  “Oh fucking right we will. I’m dying to know how I can get me a tall, tanned and tasty hunk like the one you’ve got holed up in there with you right now. Talk to you later honey and I’m glad things are good now with you and Jordan.”

  “Yeah…things are good,” Tiana finished with a happy inner grin as she ended the call and tossed the phone aside. Jordan picked that exact moment to tug on her nipple wickedly with his teeth, nibbling on her flesh and making her whine.

  “I want you to keep believing that,” Jordan said gruffly, picking up on her last comment as he lifted his head from teasing her breast. “And that it can only get better. I want to let you into my world and you’ll take me into yours. We’ll share everything; nothing will ever come between us.”

  “Okay,” Tiana breathed, nodding helplessly. The flames in his eyes seared her flesh. “And about something between us…Jordan, we didn’t use a condom. And I’m not on the Pill – haven’t been for months since I stopped uh…you know. Doing it.”

  “I understand,” Jordan said, his expression sober yet fiercely passionate. “Do you think you could get pregnant? I hope so.”

  He saw her pink face and grinned. “We might as well make it official
in some way. Because I fully intend to walk this luscious booty down the aisle very near in the future,” Jordan declared with a gleam in his smile as he scooped her generous buttocks in his hands.

  “Oh Jordan, seriously,” Tiana groaned, half-humorously. The other half was filled with excitement and anxiousness for the future. He really wasn’t kidding. He really believed this could work.

  Heart singing, body thrilling, Tiana decided with a heaving deep breath that she would start believing it too…

  ***

  Tiana shook her head at her only recently forgiven best friend Alyssa. “Are you sure you can handle things okay while I’m gone?”

  Alyssa sighed and nodded exaggeratedly. “I handled it fine when you and Jordan went for that one-month honeymoon in February,” Alyssa reminded her. “We’ve hired a truckload of assistants and I’m no lightweight myself. Things won’t come crashing down the moment you get on the plane. Now hurry home before my brother decides to totally disown me. You know he doesn’t like you staying on too long at work.” Alyssa threw a grin over her shoulder as she headed out the door.

  “I hear ya,” Tiana had to say with a mild smirk as she rose easily from her chair on her high-heeled pumps even with the evident bump beneath her suit. She was five months gone and only beginning to really show and no matter how well she went about her day, Jordan seemed convinced she’d topple flat on her face if she didn’t slow down. Though since the doctor revealed they were having twins, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to heed Jordan’s advice.

  Grinning to herself, she knew that was why she’d decided to let Jordan convince her they needed to go away for a summer’s vacation in picturesque Italy. Jordan was intent on showing her and ‘the babies’ a bit of the world, planning a trip which included a lot of visits to the opera, museums and historical locations within the region. In addition, he’d been busy with work in the past few months and decided they needed to ‘rekindle their passion’ which he told her was never going to get the chance to wane even for a minute.

  Tiana huffed thinking their passion was blazing just fine on its own, considering they’d made love almost every day since that afternoon he’d walked into her apartment what seemed like a lifetime ago. Three months after that, they were married in a lavish wedding ceremony well-attended by both their families and friends.

  Now they’d been married for almost six months and sometimes Tiana wanted to pinch herself to be convinced it was all real. She had a gorgeous man who adored her and satisfied her every need in bed and out of it – and she was truly in love for the first time in her life with no sign of losing her starry-eyed passion for her husband that burned as hot as the first time they’d met.

  Tiana shuffled up her things and had to smile to herself at what she had in mind for the evening before Jordan showed up in their beautifully designed home. He’d cut down on his workload to make it home earlier each day and Tiana loved to have a hot meal waiting. Funny how well she’d fitted into the domesticated role which was fine with her because she loved to cook for her man.

  He proved handy with a hammer himself and had done up a large room for the nursery done in colors pink and blue – and yes they already knew the sexes of their little ones coming soon. Tiana loved the room and could spend hours just walking around and looking at all the bits and pieces Jordan had set up inside the bright and sunny room. She could feel the love already embedded in every square inch and knew that the twins would feel it too the moment they arrived and were placed in their little prince and princess cots.

  Heading down to where her car was parked in the office lot, Tiana smiled as she thought about how everything had happened. Meeting Jordan may have always been in the cards considering he was Alyssa’s brother. They’d have run into each other one way or another at some point in the future but Tiana had to admit, the way things worked out gave their sweet romance a fascinating twist.

  It wasn’t always perfect; they’ve had their ups and downs like every normal couple even when they’d been ‘courting’. She’d been touched and surprised by the loving welcome from Jordan’s parents though hers were a bit wary when they realized their daughter wanted to get married to a white man and who was from such a different background. Her parents were a humble bunch who’d worked hard most of their lives to see their family through but in the end, Jordan convinced them with his killer charm that he would be the best son-in-law they could wish for.

  Checking on her watch, Tiana sighed and hoped she’d make it home well before Jordan. Sometimes he surprised her by showing up earlier than expected with flowers or presents.

  “If I can tear myself away from work then so can you,” he’d say firmly with his hand smoothing over her bottom. Their doctor had assured them that a bit of rough sex and play was nothing to worry about and the adventurous Jordan enjoyed taking the advice on to the fullest as they both continued to enjoy the hot pounding sex that was still going as strong as that very first time.

  Tiana couldn’t deny she enjoyed it immensely as well – maybe more than she should. They’d begun to explore more of a kinky edge to their lovemaking and Tiana felt hot beneath her suit thinking the things they’d got up to in the past several months since they’d married.

  She giggled just thinking about when she’d found out what he’d done with the money she’d paid him as her ‘gigolo’ – he’d never spent it and had kept it, he told her, with the full intention of using it on something they could both enjoy. Tiana hadn’t found out what that was until much later and she had to admit, Jordan was right about it being for their mutual enjoyment.

  Under-the-bed restraints, fluffy handcuffs, naughty adult toys and other elements relevant to very deviant sex play were delivered to their door soon after their return from the honeymoon. And when Jordan asked if she thought his gigolo funds had been well spent, Tiana blushed and agreed that indeed they had.

  Tiana could only guess which one of their kinky toys they’d try again soon. There’d been that one time months ago, with that little bullet thingy he’d had her place inside her vagina and then they’d gone out to a night club. Only for her to get those amazingly stimulating buzzes deep inside her walls when she least expected!

  Jordan the culprit kept grinning while holding on to the remote which he used to quicken or slow the vibrations that were driving her insane just against her g-spot. It had taken her a lot to conceal her shivery reactions in public and she could tell Jordan was enjoying every moment of her torment.

  Heavens above she’d hardly been able to wait until they got home that night before ripping his clothes off and mounting him after the long hours of teasing with that hidden vibrator.

  Since she’d gotten pregnant they’d had to cut down on a few of the games with toys but Tiana was sure that knowing Jordan, he’d always think of something. And there was that Italian trip to look forward to in a couple of days and all of a sudden, Tiana couldn’t wait to leave everything behind and enjoy a romantic holiday with her hot and sexy husband who’d more than lived up to each and every promise he’d made when he’d told her all those months ago that it could only get better…

  THE END

  ***

  An Escape to Love

  Copyright 2013 Tali Martel

  Chapter One

  Jake quickened his steps, hurrying toward the end of the road. The bright orange shirt he’d been wearing a few minutes ago was tucked under his arm, a white undershirt in its place. His eyes darted to and fro, but he tried to be discreet. He knew that if he attracted any attention, it was game over.

  He wasn’t going back to prison.

  No matter what happened, he would not go back to the hell hole that had been his home for the last four years. His pace quickened as he saw the sign for the gas station that was his first stop. Cars whizzed past him and he kept his head low, his senses on high alert.

  Jake could literally hear his heart beating in his neck and the pulse was making him shake. He wasn’t scared; he was just fueled by adrenaline becau
se it was either flight…or die.

  A car honked behind him and he glanced at the rubber watch around his wrist. He was right on time –if only it had been Thursday instead of Saturday.

  The plan for his escape had been set in motion a month ago and it depended on a certain doctor at the prison infirmary going on leave. The bastard had stayed three days longer than planned and ruined a perfect plot.

  Jake had to wait three days to go ahead with his break, and that had made every detail a variable.

  He reached the gas station and going around the side of the cinder block building, stepped inside the bathroom. Jake took a deep breath, preparing himself for disappointment. He pushed through the second stall door from the left and closed it behind him, locking it securely. Taking a second to compose himself, he tugged at the ceramic lid over the tank on the toilet. Inside, wrapped in a black, plastic bag were the things that his life depended on.

  He pulled out the package and wiped it off with toilet paper before biting at the airtight seal and looking inside. It contained a gun, a knife, $25,000 in twenty dollars bills, and a car key that he knew would fit perfectly into a small car parked around the block.

  Jake placed everything on the floor and pulled open the garbage bin in the stall, tugging out the cans of beer and discarded toilet paper before reaching inside. His hands touched a canvas bag and he breathed a sigh of relief that the garbage man hadn’t done his job in the last three days.

  A brand new pair of jeans in his size, a checkered shirt, an ordinary pair of black sneakers, sunglasses, and a warm jacket presented the most heavenly sight of his life. He stripped quickly, pushing his orange trousers and shirt into the bag along with his tattered shoes.