Inextinguishable Love: Firefighter and Interracial Romance

by Kathleen Bunker

  “Kiss me again.” She couldn’t believe she said that. “I would like for you to kiss me and do other things.” She continued. She pretended to be a pro.

  Her touches were like of a woman who had pleased many men and knew how to do it. The knowledge excited him.

  She pulled him away. She tried to breathe but he was so close to her.

  “Is there something wrong?” Clyde asked.

  “I don’t think this is right.” she confessed. He trailed his fingers on her nipples.

  “I also want to stop but I can’t control it.”

  “This is wrong,” she said.

  “Nothing is wrong.” He cupped his hands on her face.

  She pressed her lips against his and kissed him once more, making her tongue mate with his in a tutored way. She felt the rich ambrosia of his mouth. He made a feral sound, low in his throat that sent shivers all over her body.

  He pulled her forward, tugging his hands around her hips and lifted her on top of the counter next to the sink. She unbuttoned his shirt and yanked his belt in a primal manner. He folded her dress up to her waist. He glanced down; his eyes went wide and pleased.

  Her warm hands grabbed the cheek of his ass and pulled him towards her. She watched him groan and saw his Adam’s apple swallow hard, then like he was done wasting time; he put his head between her legs, and teased her pussy with his mouth. She sucked in one full lungful of air at the sudden feeling and supported herself with her elbow. She was stunned it was going down, and she needed to see it. The thought of his head between her legs while it moved from left to right as he changed it with kisses, smooth sucks, and hard flicking of his tongue made her happy.

  She squeezed her eyes shut and held her teeth together in the effort to pull it together, and it resulted into an intensifying feeling of what his tongue did. She wondered how he was good at eating pussy. Who tutored him this and how many women had he made scream like her? She felt jealous imagining him doing this to other women. She imagined him between the legs of his wife and licking her to a high-pitched orgasm with his talented mouth.

  A chain of beautiful screams reached her ears, and she was shocked that she was the one making the noise. Who’d ever thought that this wholesome Clyde, fresh from wonderland, would make Tatiana crazy with passion? They sounded sexy.

  He dipped his tongue into her, as he tasted the hot juice flowing in her pussy as his free thumb found its way to tease her clit. The position of the three not similar, yet incredibly hot pleasures drove her to into overload. She held a fistful of his treasured mane, she held him to her as she poured her juice in his mouth. Her teeth nearly tore her lip in order to compete against the pressure that wanted to open from his lips. It was unbelievable that he was able to pleasure her and make her feel like a woman like that.

  She moved and stood on her feet. Her lips moved from his chest to his waist to his shaking abdomen. Her pussy was still buzzed from her orgasm. She unzipped the zipper and removed his manhood free of his pants, to his sigh. She took his cock in her mouth, and sucked it softly, then nearly choked on a moan as he produced a wanting groan and put her head down. He urged her to swallow him deep, further in her mouth. She put a hand around his cock, holding it as her mouth laved his head and teased his slit. He tasted sweet and it made her want to stay in control. She wanted him.

  His hands rested on her shoulders, tugging her up. He carried her again to the counter. He was between her legs, his pants halfway down his legs, and the stare in his eyes was so sexy it made her feel like nothing else she ever had. She tore her look from his and spread her legs wider.

  She heard him moan, “I want you.” Then without hesitating, he held her left leg and thrust inside her in one stroke.

  A moan instantly came from her at the feeling, and every muscle in her body froze as he found himself a rhythm, his eyes shut in concentration and his lips pressed together in a line. He still held her leg, his power and grip grew harder and the passion increased.

  She begged her body not to betray her; she wanted him not to feel that she was enjoying this and felt something for him. She put her hands on his face and stroked it; her hand disappeared in his thick hair and held a handful of shoulder. She pulled him toward her and he opened his eyes. He surprised her with the emotion.

  His mouth pressed hers as his fingers went for her clit; he circled it with too much skill. Her breath was in sync with every stroke; she withdrew from his kisses to scream with pleasure as her muscles became tight around his dick. He followed her suit as he became rigid and dropped over her; he exhaled a breath as he finally came, and then lowered his forehead against her shoulder.

  They suddenly heard someone coming. They both hurriedly dressed up. She wanted to go out first as he followed. She enjoyed it but she never wanted to admit in front of him.

  She fixed her makeup and rushed to the table. She pretended like nothing happened. She sipped her wine as she waited. She felt embarrassed.

  Clyde pulled out his chair; he wondered why he had sex with her at the hotel. He wanted to have fun but he still wanted more of Tatiana. He felt like having her around all the time. He was never spontaneous with his other girlfriends, and everything about Tatiana amazed him

  “I want to let you know that I don’t always do this on my dates,” he said.

  “Me neither,” Tatiana felt like she wanted to run away, her fake fiancé helped her with Trent, and now he just fucked her in the restroom. It was so embarrassing.

  “Let’s just enjoy dinner and forget it ever happened.” Clyde said. He knew that what happened was not easy to forget. “How was your day today?” he asked.

  “So, guess what? My ex boyfriend comes back looking for me after he left me for another woman. What a jerk.” She said looking at him. She wanted to hear his opinion.

  “What? The guy at your desk the other day? What did you tell him about me?” he looked serious.

  “I told him that you are my fiancé to show him that I moved on. I’m sorry.” he put his finger on her lip before she could finish.

  “I like it.” He said with a smile.

  “You are not mad, even a little?”

  “How can I be mad when you just called me your fiancé?” He scooped his food and put a bite of it in her mouth. “this is to show you how much I love it.” He said.

  *****

  Tatiana made her way to the food court of the mall. Amanda was seated at a corner and she noticed her easily because of the way she was dressed. She was so tired and needed this rest. She looked like a train wreck, but Amanda looked at her with a smile on her face.

  “So what happened?” she asked as she sat down.

  “Oh he called me again about the damned ring,” she said.

  “Oh my God, not about your ex idiot, about him,” Amanda demanded. She had been chewing her nails while Tatiana was gone. A habit she had tried to get rid of a million times but she couldn’t.

  Amanda White was a stunning woman, her best friend for almost all of her life. They had grown up together in the same neighborhood, with the same friends. They went to the same high school. At around five feet six, she was a glamorous red head, who could bring guys to their knees just by a shake of her ass or a jiggle of her breasts, round perky mounds that made men from fifteen to fifty salivate at the sight of her.

  Notorious for dressing in skimpy clothes, Amanda was twenty nine; She was a strong minded, collected woman, older than Tatiana and perhaps the smartest woman she had ever been around in her life. She knew her way around men.

  “I ran into him at the park.” Tatiana said, “Clyde, I mean.”

  “What?”

  “I just feel like he is a player and meets new women daily. I can’t risk it, I want a serious relationship and settle down.”

  “Why don’t you beat him at his own game?”

  “What do you mean?” Tatiana asked curiously.

  “Make him fall in love with you and then throw him to the curb. Then he will realize that you are different
from the women he dates.” Amanda smiled.

  “I can’t do that, he is a human being.”

  “Try and do things differently, find out what these models do, and do the opposite. Introduce him to a new world that he’s not used to.” She realized Amanda had a point but it was risky. It was perfect but dangerous. She was ready to take the risk.

  “So do you know what he does for a living?” Amanda asked.

  “I haven’t asked him but I know he is a drug dealer.”

  “How do you know that?”

  “My uncle was a drug dealer, I know when I see one. Don’t worry about me, I’m a tough African America woman who can handle any shit thrown at me. I love danger.”

  “You dirty bitch.” Amanda said.

  “I thought we should go shopping,” she notified her as they made their way out of the food court.

  “Well, you are smart because I haven’t been out shopping in over two months,” she sounded exhausted.

  “Well let’s go!” Tatiana said. “I’ll need new clothes for a date anyway.”

  ***

  Tatiana was not ready to get mixed up with Trent; the feelings were all gone thanks to Clyde. She was falling in love. All she wanted to do was to love him forever. Clyde was the one she was thinking of and no one else. Dinner will be great, she said to herself. There was a knock on the door.

  “Hi,” she said as she opened the door. “I missed you.”

  “I missed you more.” He planted a kiss on her lips. “Have you heard from your ex again?”

  “His girlfriend called to invite me to lunch.” She said.

  “Don’t tell me you are going. I don’t want to see you talking to them, especially him.” Tatiana loved the possessiveness in his voice.

  “I will only meet her for lunch tomorrow then I promise never to see any of them again.” She moved seductively closer to him.

  “That sounds fair. I don’t want to lose you to him or anyone.” He confessed.

  “That will never happen, I’m all yours baby.’ She kissed him for assurance.

  Tatiana felt like she was already married to him. During dinner she kept on looking at him and smiling. She could not hide the fact that she liked him.

  Clyde kept on wondering about what was special about Tatiana; he could not stop thinking about her. She was special. He had been with a lot of women but none of them made him feel this way. Tatiana prepared herself in her room.

  He stood there at her door, he wanted to tell her what he felt but he wasn’t able to. He wondered whether she would reject him. He started to walk away when Tatiana opened the door. She wore a see-through dress that highlighted her features. She looked beautiful and irresistible. Without saying a word, he kissed her on the lips, she responded positively.

  “Please tell me that you are as attracted to me as I am to you.” He asked

  She kissed him back while pressing her crotch against his rigidness. He was already hard from just seeing her nice body. She could feel it on her crotch. He moved his hands slowly to her breasts as she let herself receive his caresses. Their romance was cut short by power outage. They both stopped kissing and looked up. She was still breathing heavily. They both cursed the power.

  “Before you let go of my arm, I want to tell you something.”

  “Just say it already.” She said with a laugh.

  “I booked a ticket for us to Mexico, I wanted to surprise you but it’s no point. The plane leaves at noon on Monday. That means that you have two days to pack.”

  “I want to be mad at you for doing things without consulting me but I’m happy you said it in the dark.”

  “I guess you would have slapped me on the face.”

  “You silly,” she kissed him.

  *****

  Tatiana looked up from her spot behind the information desk to see Maya walking towards her. Maya gave Tatiana a huge smile, and even though she didn’t want to, she couldn’t help but smile back.

  Tatiana wanted to hate Maya, she really did, but with Maya’s grin so open and friendly she just couldn’t bring herself to hate her.

  Taking in Maya’s whole person, Tatiana could only think, life is so unfair. Maya wore black yoga pants with a navy and black long sleeved top, with the cutest black and navy tennis shoes Tatiana had ever seen. Even her wool cap matched her outfit.

  “She even looks gorgeous when she sweats.” Tatiana mumbled.

  “Hi.” Maya said, pulling her cap off. Her hair had that sexy bed-head that made men all hot and bothered, thing going on. Figures.

  “Hey Maya. Ready for lunch?” Tatiana mentally rolled her eyes.

  “Thank you for going with me. I know you don’t want to talk, but this is important.”

  Tatiana groaned inwardly. “Uh, well...”

  “Please. It's very important. I know you don’t like me. You have no reason to, and I understand that. But what I have to talk with you about is urgent. I promise.”

  Tatiana hesitated. Maya wasn’t being obnoxious like Trent was when he was asking Tatiana to meet him. She was just asking for a few minutes of Tatiana’s time. And if Tatiana didn’t like where the conversation was headed, she could always walk away.

  “Okay. Sure” Tatiana said.

  Fifteen minutes later, Tatiana, with Amanda in tow, was on the way to the sandwich shop with Maya for lunch.

  To Maya’s surprise, on her way out of the travel agency building, Tatiana had spotted Amanda and asked her to join Tatiana and her for lunch.

  After placing orders of cob salads all around, and water for Maya while Amanda and Tatiana had iced tea, Maya got right down to business.

  “Tatiana?” Maya paused, “How do you feel about Trent.”

  Both Tatiana and Amanda stared for a moment and then Amanda burst out laughing while Tatiana continued to stare.

  Realizing what her question probably sounded like, Maya back pedaled. “I didn’t mean that the way it probably sounded. I’m not asking because I’m jealous or anything. I just need to know if you hate him?”

  “Hate is a strong word.” Tatiana said slowly.

  “I hate him.” Amanda quickly offered.

  Maya sort of frowned at Amanda then she smiled and turned back to Tatiana. “And you?”

  Tatiana sighed. “Why are you asking me this?”

  “It's something I must know before I ask my next question.”

  “I don’t hate him.” Tatiana paused, “Well not anymore. I sort of feel sorry for him.” Both Maya and Amanda looked shocked by this. “He’s the way he is because of his mother. She’s so… dominating.”

  “And nasty.” Amanda said.

  “And hateful.” Maya added. Tatiana and Amanda gave Maya a surprised look. Looking around as someone was listening Maya whispered, “Between the three of us,” she paused. “I wouldn’t spit on that vile woman if she was on fire.”

  Amanda harrumphed. “I wouldn’t piss on her if she was on fire.”

  Tatiana poked at her salad with her fork. “If she was on fire, I’d probably throw a Molotov cocktail at her.”

  Maya and Amanda burst out laughing. After a few seconds Tatiana joined in.

  Once they all settled down, Maya proceeded to tell Tatiana how Trent purchased the engagement ring from a friend that he went to high school with, Warren Davis, who went by “Tiger”. Apparently Warren had stolen the ring from the Anthony crime family while in New York. Now Trent had five days to get the ring back to them or it could cost him his life.

  Tatiana was horrified at such a thing. She didn’t want to see anyone get hurt over something so trivial. Of course she said she’d give the ring back. All Trent had to do was tell her what was going on and she’d have gladly given it to him.

  Amanda’s suggestion was to take that ring down to the ocean and thrown it in. Hopefully the mob would make concrete boots for Trent and throw him in to retrieve it. She told Maya that she was starting to like her, and she thought that Trent at the bottom of the ocean would save Maya a lot of heartache in the lon
g run.

  Tatiana frowned slightly. “Amanda, do you remember a Warren Davis going to school with us?”

  “Nope.” Amanda said without hesitation. She’s forked up some of her own salad chasing it with a swallow of iced tea.

  Tatiana hesitated, “You sure?”

  “Yep.”

  Maya frowned. “Maybe he moved away—”

  Amanda shook her head. “Even though Davis is a common name, there aren’t many Davis’s in town. We had no Warren Davis in our high school.”

  Maya looked to Tatiana and she saw a look asking for assistance in the other woman's face.

  Tatiana shook her head. “Amanda is better than the census. She knows everybody. If she says there wasn’t a Warren Davis in school with us. Then there wasn’t.”

  Maya remained silent for a moment. Then she proceeded to tell Tatiana and Amanda of her plan to get the ring back to the Anthony family and save Trent.

  “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Tatiana said.

  “Trent only has a few more days to get the ring back to them.” Maya said.

  “Why not leave it with the desk clerk?” Amanda offered.

  “This is too important to take that chance.” Maya was shaking her head.

  Shaking her head, Tatiana still insisted, “I still think this is a bad idea.”

  “Well,” Amanda said thoughtfully. “We could always go with her.”

  Tatiana snorted. “No, we can't.”

  Amanda was nodding, saying, “Sure we can.”

  But Tatiana was adamant. “Uh! No! We Can't!”

  *****

  Tatiana sat in the back seat of Maya’s car sulking. How the hell did she end up coming with these two nut jobs who were intent on delivering a ring that she had nothing to do with stealing in the first place, to a couple of guys who were probably psychopaths?