Alaska Black Gold Box Set by Erica Storm

Author:Erica Storm [Storm, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: BWWM African American erotic romance, african american contemporary romance, African African urban romance, African American erotica fiction
Publisher: Erica Storm
Published: 2015-08-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5: Olivia

I scurry to the bathroom, into the guest bedroom. I will sleep there tonight. I open the shower door and step inside and turn on the warm water. I’m there a long time until suddenly the water is cold. When I’m walking out of the shower there is Chance standing in my room. I look at him and I can’t imagine what he wants now. His greenish blue eyes are taking me in. My hair, my breasts, nipples, which are hard from the cool of the room.

“Will you hand me a towel?” I ask, my voice cold like the room, and distant.

“Why do you need a towel? I like to see you like this. Your skin is brown and different from mine.” He passes the palm of his warm hand on my shoulder. I feel the heat of it meander through me and the ache of wanting more of him surge through me. My opening is drenched and not from water. “Your skin glistens. I’ve never seen dark curly pubic hair like yours before.” His eyes drop and his hands smooth over the hair on my mound where he inserts his fingers. When he does this he lets out a primal soft moan.

“That’s because in all your life you have never had a black woman until now. When did you discover that you liked them?” He looks at me as if I had unearthed a deep dark secret, and I had.

Chance doesn’t answer. He has a habit of not answering when he doesn’t want to expose himself. His fingers pull out of me and he walks to the bed picking up the towel laying on the bed and opens it, then he walks back in my direction. I’m riveted to the same spot as I had been when I stood gazing at his pictures.

He places the towel around my back and then let it drop. He goes to his knees on the large fluffy rug spread in front of the bed. Chance combs his hands through my bush and pulling it aside he find my folds, and the pad of his finger caresses my clit.

I glance down at his silky hair and his beautiful face, small lips, and long tongue searching for my clit. I open my legs anticipating his desire and my desire. I stand there bracing myself in his strong hands clutching my butt. Taking his hair in my hands, I gently move my hands over it.

“Don’t tell me this is for me,” I say unable to breath because the feeling is intense. Managing to get out a few more words I say, “I know now that this is what you enjoying doing to women.” I know why he does it. I know that a woman will keep coming back for this intense erotic pleasure.

He looks up at me. “I’ve done this many times but I’ve never enjoyed it until now.” Why me I want to know but I’m afraid to ask because I didn’t want to hear the answer.

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