Interracial Love Stories--A Sexy Bundle of 3 BWWM Erotic Romance Short Stories From Steam Books

by Sandra Sinclair

  When Sharon got home from work, she freshened up and threw on her t-shirt as she had said that she would do. She lit some candles, had a glass of wine and waited to hear from Joe. Finally, she decided to take the lead and call him to make sure they were still on for the night.

  He picked up the phone immediately; Joe was apparently just as excited and nervous as Sharon had been all day and was just trying to give her some space since they would be seeing each other that evening. He was getting ready to leave his house heading over to her when she called.

  “I’ll see you in a few minutes, beautiful—I can’t wait,” Joe said before he hung up.

  Sharon hung up the phone, relieved that she had called him and feeling stupid that she had been worried for nothing. Joe is a good guy, she thought to herself, and it was time for her to let go of her past disappointments with men and start anew with Joe. She anxiously awaited his arrival.

  ~ ~ ~

  When he walked into her place, Sharon stepped back to get a full view of the tall, lanky but fit man that she had come to know over the past month. Although they had been communicating via Skype, text, telephone, and other social media tools, they were both a little shy now after being in one another’s presence in the flesh. Joe had told Sharon he was going to do some things to her as soon as he stepped through the door; now he was a bit nervous to do those things, especially after seeing how beautiful she was in person.

  Sharon was waiting to see if Joe was really going to do what he said he would, and that definitely the case now since she stood there halfway naked as she had promised she would.

  Once Joe was inside her house, he saw that Sharon stuck to her promise and he took the moment to admire her beauty from her radiant face down to her college t-shirt, which fell on her defined, beautiful brown legs that he imagined were smooth to the touch. Joe noticed her bright red toenails, which matched her fingernails, and imagined sucking on her toes wondering how they would feel in his mouth and how she would react to how much attention he would give them; he was ready to give Sharon all kinds of attention right then and there, as a matter of fact.

  Before any words were spoken, Joe walked up on Sharon until she was up against the wall and began softly kissing her lips. They both took in the moment—the first time Joe had ever kissed an African-American woman, the first time Sharon had kissed a white man. Not that they expected it to be any different than kissing anyone else, but they were both amazed at how nice and comfortable it felt for them—so nice and comfortable that they both found themselves exploring one another’s mouths and tongues as the kisses became more intense and pleasurable.

  Joe’s arms were already wrapped around Sharon’s tiny waist, but his hands began to slide down her backside, cupping her ass cheeks. Joe was turned on not only by Sharon’s juicy kisses but the soft yet firm roundness of her ass; it was evident that she was athletic and he was ready to see just how flexible she was as well. His hands went underneath her t-shirt where he found that Sharon stayed true to her word—all Joe felt was soft, bare skin. As his fingers explored a little more, Sharon began to moan as she felt his long fingers entering her pussy from the back.

  “Damn, you are so wet—I can’t believe this is happening right now!” Joe stopped kissing her long enough to whisper in her ear.

  “You’re making me wet like this, sweetie…” Sharon managed to get out between the moans from feeling Joe’s fingers explore her even further.

  Joe kissed Sharon’s lips once more before he pulled the t-shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor, and taking a moment to admire her beautiful nude body. He instantly got harder just from the view of her curves. He had never seen such dark nipples before and it took everything in him to play it cool and take his time in pulling her closer to him so could bend down and suck them. He imagined they tasted like dark chocolate, the same way that they looked; although they did not, he licked and sucked on them as though they were the sweetest things he ever put in his mouth, while Sharon helped him by lifting her breasts up closer to his mouth.

  So far so good, Sharon thought, as she was enjoying him in just those few minutes he had arrived to her place. They were still standing right by the front door, to be exact. A moment or so later Joe decided to give Sharon’s erect nipples a break while he slowly fell down to his knees, licking down her defined waist to her belly button. He pulled his sweatshirt over his head to reveal his slightly tanned upper body with just a little patch of hair on the chest.

  As Joe licked and played in her navel, he used his left hand to grab around her ass while using his right hand to start brushing against her soft, fine hair that led to the spot he had been fantasizing about exploring for the past month. As he began to massage her clitoris, Sharon let out more sounds of pleasure as she started using the top of Joe’s head for support. He looked up at Sharon, watching her face react to the pleasure he was giving, and that made him oh-so ready to take it up a notch.

  He helped Sharon to lift her right leg over his shoulder while she continued to grab on to the top of his head, and he forcefully dug his head into her pussy using his strong, wet, long tongue as his guide. While moving in and out using his tongue to penetrate her, his nose rubbed against her clit in the most amazing way to make her moan louder, grab his head harder, and move slowly with the motions of his movements. Sharon could not believe the intensity of the orgasm that was building up, and Joe was amazed at how sweet and good she tasted.

  “I could eat your pussy forever,” Joe managed to pause for a few seconds to say before he dug right back in to taste even more of her sweetness. After about 10 more minutes of this unbelievable pleasure she was receiving, Sharon did not have the energy to stay up in that position.

  “Baby, please take me over here to the couch. I can’t stand it anymore—you have my legs shaking and giving out,” she said in exhaustion.

  Sharon had come and lost control of her footing so many times during those minutes being propped up on Joe’s shoulder that she did not have the energy to stand anymore. Joe stopped long enough to stand up and back Sharon up onto the arm of the couch where she was able to use it as a support while Joe kissed her passionately on the lips, giving Sharon the chance to taste remnants of her sweetness that lingered on his mouth.

  As they continued kissing, Sharon grabbed for Joe’s belt and helped guide him into unfastening his khaki pants and making them fall to the floor around his ankles. As they continued, Joe stepped his way out of his tennis shoes so he was almost completely naked as well, with the exception of his socks. Sharon stopped long enough to take a look at what Joe was working with down below and she was rather impressed with the size of his package. He bent down long enough to grab a condom out of the pocket of his sweatshirt while Sharon waited anxiously to feel Joe inside of her.

  “Baby, turn around for me and bend over.” Joe told her.

  Sharon did as she was told and prepared herself as she felt Joe’s strong grip on her ass as he spread her cheeks apart to enter her pussy doggy style. With the combination of both Joe’s length and thickness, Sharon immediately let out a moan that sounded more like pain than pleasure. He continued to move slowly trying to enter her gently until the moans began to sound more pleasurable and he felt Sharon moving back into him, trying to meet him with his strokes.

  As they continued, the movements sped up as Sharon’s moans got louder and shorter, and Joe began to curse under his breath. He could not believe how wet and tight that Sharon’s pussy felt, and he could not seem to get enough. Sharon, on the other hand, was wondering how long could this man go—Joe definitely had some stamina. She was enjoying it but she had come multiple times and was exhausted. Once Joe climaxed, he toppled over on top of Sharon, making them both fall over the arm of the couch onto the cushions where they lay in place for a while as if they had just run a marathon.

  Needless to say, they did not have the energy to go out hanging around downtown that night. They wanted to spend time alone in one another’s arms and making u
p for the month that they longed to be in one another’s presence. Joe ordered some food to pick up for him and his beautiful date, and they spent the rest of the evening and early morning talking and making love until sunrise.

  They agreed to part ways for the day and try another attempt at going out on the town that Saturday evening, which they did. Joe, who was afraid that Sharon would act differently being out in public with him, was delighted to see that it was the complete opposite; he, too, had been holding on to some old baggage and experiences which quickly faded away after a few moments with Sharon.

  By the time Monday rolled around again, both Sharon and Joe had logged out of their closed accounts for good on the dating website, each commenting that they had found love.

  About Shanika Patrice

  Before she decided to transform into Shanika Patrice, erotic and romantic fiction extraordinaire, she was using her writing powers in the corporate copywriting space, and using her general communication prowess to interview clients and the public. That's all well and good, but personally we're glad she decided to take up the mantle of passionate word processor through Steam Books and other publishers.

  Shanika is working toward a doctorate, and utilizes her considerable smarts to fuel her visions of a variety of encounters, multicultural and otherwise.

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  ASIA'S GOT A MAN

  Despite what her name might suggest, Asia is a young African American woman with a unique style and personality to match. When she meets the comparatively straight-laced Steve and they both harbor obvious attraction to each other, will her lifestyle rub off on him or will he be able to tame her?

  BIG, BEAUTIFUL & BRAND NEW

  Insecure with her looks, Cassie decides to try to spend some time by herself after a recent break up so she can learn to love herself the way she is. But when she meets tall, dark and handsome Aaron, she's tempted to break her own plan, and maybe Aaron could make her feel just how beautiful she really is.

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  ADULT ROMANCE compilation,

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  Experience the burning passion of ADULT ROMANCE, a collection of three tales by Laura Lovely, Sandra Sinclair and Dara Tulen. These stories will touch your heart, your body, and your soul.

  This bundle includes (stories also available separately):

  HER ARMY OF ONE by Laura Lovely.

  Sheri wasn’t much for current events until one day when she met a handsome, charming deployed soldier in an unlikely setting. Suddenly, the war has a face and Sheri is determined to do all she can do to support it. Her world could certainly use its own army of one and Paul is the perfect man for the job.

  DRAFTED FOR PASSION by Sandra Sinclair.

  As a literary agent, Christine’s first assignment is to convince writer Liam Russell to turn in two new books, and as soon as she sees him, with his disheveled appearance and his lifeless eyes, she realizes just how hard it is going to be. Christine is no quitter, however, and soon, she gets Liam to write again. What’s more, she unknowingly gets Liam to open his heart again.

  A SURPRISE COMES by Dara Tulen.

  Naia visits home with plans to tell her well meaning but conservative second-generation parents from northern Africa some surprising news: she's desperately in love with Alan, an all-American white boy. But Naia's parents have a surprise for her as well, a surprise that may radically change Naia's future and put her romance with Alan in jeopardy.

  WARNING: This 13,151-word compilation is a steamy read that features passionate lovemaking, explicit scenes of sexuality and might be too much for timid readers!

  BONUS

  Please enjoy a tease from another hot title,

  OLYMPIC LOVE

  by Dana Burns

  Matthew entered the restaurant about seven-fifteen and went first toward the bar area. He scanned the room and noticed Yvonne sitting next to Barry and a couple other people in a corner booth. Yvonne tried to look relaxed and as if she was having fun, but Matthew could tell from fifteen feet away that she was not comfortable. Barry had an arm under the table and was slowly rubbing Yvonne’s silky smooth skin on her leg. Yvonne would shift occasionally and subtly pull her tight, black spaghetti-strap dress over her thighs. But Barry kept slowly rubbing, just moving his hand to her knee.

  Matthew tried to smile in Yvonne’s direction, and she happened to see him and gave a weak smile back in his direction. Matthew took that as approval and went to the bar area and had a seat at a table. He ordered a domestic beer and a plate of wings – his favorite post-meet meal – and sat where he could keep an eye on Yvonne.

  His straight-leg jeans vibrated and started making noise. He reached into his right front pocket and pulled out his cell phone. “Hello, this is Matt,” he answered. “Oh hey Michelle. How’s your conference going, honey?”

  Matthew talked to his live-in girlfriend, but kept his eyes fixed on Yvonne. And the more he looked at her, the more he wished she was more than just a friend back in college.

  “Good, good. So glad to hear that, baby… Yes, I miss you to… Me? Well, today didn’t go like I wanted. My mind was off target, then I tripped and turned my ankle, so… Yeah… Yes, I’m getting some dinner and meeting a college friend for a drink later… I miss you too, baby… OK, great. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Sweet dreams, baby.”

  Yvonne was able to take her eyes off the guests across the table from her, and she glanced disdainfully at Barry and fixed her bright green eyes – which seemed to sparkle even more with those diamond stud earrings – on Matthew as he talked on the phone. Matthew continued smiling at Yvonne, and she then bowed her head and looked away, smiling sheepishly.

  This flirting went on for most of dinner. Matthew ate his wings, but didn’t remember tasting them. He was so busy flirting with Yvonne and virtually forgetting about Michelle. And, he was very jealous of Barry, who seemed to get a little more aggressive in being close to Yvonne. After his hand was on her thigh and knee, he moved an arm on the back of the bench seat in the booth and wrapped it around Yvonne’s neck and left it hanging it over her shoulder.

  But then, things got interesting.

  Matthew watched as Barry took Yvonne’s left wrist and moved her hand into his lap, bringing her hand over to force her to feel his crotch, which showed a flagpole standing up and pointing at his chin. Yvonne recoiled, bit her lower lip, made a fist and slammed her hand down quickly on his member, causing him to cringe and bend over.

  Barry yelped and stood up out of the booth and stared at Yvonne, who glared at Barry.

  “I don’t think so, Coach,” she said through clenched teeth.

  “We probably better go,” said one of their guests, and the two of them quickly shuffled out of the booth and walked out of the restaurant past Matthew.

  Matthew stood up at his table and watched. He wanted to help, but he knew already that Yvonne was a grown up—a “grown-ass woman” as she’d once put it—and could take care of herself. While he felt for Barry for being rejected, it’s not like he didn’t deserve this, and Matt also got aroused by seeing a woman defend herself like Yvonne just did.

  However, that defense just got Barry fired up. He reached out and grabbed Yvonne aggressively by the arm and pulled her out of the booth and forced her to stand up. He forcibly wrapped an arm around her waist and looked Yvonne in her eyes. Matthew couldn’t tell what he was saying but he did see Yvonne’s head jerk back as it appeared that Barry had grabbed her hair. Barry clearly was saying something through clenched teeth and it appeared that he was tensing up with anger and Yvonne seemed rattled.

  Just then, Matthew reacted. He strode toward Barry as if he was just two feet away rather than fifteen. However, he was reacting. He had no idea what he was going to do when he got there to confront this giant man. Matthew did notice Barry had legs that were possibly thinner than his own – maybe he could perform a karate leg sweep on him.

  You a
re no Mr. Miyagi, Matthew thought to himself quickly. Just be a man.

  Matthew got right behind Barry and said, “Coach, you need to be picking on someone your own size.” He grabbed Barry by the shoulders and attempted to pull him around. Barry grabbed Yvonne’s hair tighter in his hand as he whirled around.

  Yvonne kept her hair attached to her head and whipped around, though Barry’s tightened grip made her scalp throb, making her whimper as tears formed on her cheeks.

  Barry looked Matthew in the eye and snorted. “I don’t think this is any of your business, son,” Barry said. “You had best protect your high-jumping ability, Matthew, and walk away before you see your Olympic hopes wind up on the pretty carpet here.”

  Matthew tensed up his fist and reared back. Just as he was about to follow through, Barry turned his shoulder. Matthew saw his big elbow come toward his face…

  Oh, that is not good.

  To be continued....