Come Away With Me (Interracial BW/WM Erotic Romance)

Come Away With Me (Interracial BW/WM Erotic Romance) by Marlo Peterson Read Free Book Online

Book: Come Away With Me (Interracial BW/WM Erotic Romance) by Marlo Peterson Read Free Book Online
Authors: Marlo Peterson
Come Away With Me
    By Marlo Peterson
     
    A woman never knows where her next love will come from. Perhaps, to be more blunt, she never knows where her next piece of dick will come from either.
    Here I am, sitting in first class next to a man I always saw as my “friend.” I never would have called him my type, and not just because he was white. Bradley and I hung in the same circle of friends, and he was just the guy that was around—I never so anything romantic coming out of it.
    But then that begs the question, why am I headed on a ski trip with him, and why is my pussy so wet for him?
    It was an overnight flight, and the more we talked, the more I was turned on by Bradley. He whispered in my ear and my heart nearly skipped a beat when I felt his hand glide along my thighs. I was wearing my “bad girl” skirt, because I had just gotten past a breakup with my boyfriend—the man who was supposed to be taking this trip with me. We split up because my boyfriend couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, and cheated up me with a college girl a few years younger than me.
    What the fuck ever. In this moment, all I wanted was the company of an attractive man, and Bradley fit the mold.
    “If I’m making you uncomfortable, just let me know,” he whispered in my ear.
    “But I’m not going to pretend that I’m not attracted to you. You’re absolutely beautiful.”
    My pussy tightened at the sound of his voice, as suddenly I saw him totally different. Maybe I was lying to myself and the attraction had been there the whole time.
    Hell, he was fit and young, with the looks of an underwear model, and he was the most well dressed out of any man that I knew. His cologne smelled sweet in my nostrils, and I wanted to taste his lips against mine.
    “You’re not making me uncomfortable,” I said.
    I flashed him a smile and moved my hand down toward his, placing his hand even further up my thigh, touching my bare skin.
    His hand was warm and masculine—incredibly firm against my soft, chocolate thighs. Bradley let his knuckles massage against my inner thigh, and I felt my pussy get moist beneath my panties. I shifted in my airplane seat and stretched my legs out, loving the way that my naked thonged ass felt against the seat up under me.
    Bradley smiled at my response and moved his face closer to my, pressing his lips against mine.
    Oh, wow. If you would have told me that I’d not only be taking a ski trip with Bradley, but opening the door to fucking him over and over again on this trip, I would not have believed you. But with the way I felt right now, I knew that I was going to put it on him. As I slid my tongue into his mouth, all I could think about was him tearing my pussy apart and spanking my ass.
    There was a time for lovemaking and a time for getting some dick, and right now, I wanted to get fucked. I no longer saw him as the friendly guy, and I knew that he’d be able to bend me over and fuck me the way I wanted to get fucked.
    If I wasn’t sure of that, his hand sliding further between my thighs reassured it. I peeked out from behind the seat in front of me, seeing if any stewardesses were making their rounds. All was clear, so I spread my legs a littler wider, giving Bradley the green light to touch me like a man should.
    He pressed his fingertips against my clothed pussy, massaging it with his hands from my vulva to my clit, getting me wetter with each stroke. Bradley spanked me on my pussy and rubbed his hands along my ebony thighs, like he was a kid in a candy store in need of a chocolate fix.
    “You’re bad, baby,” I told him in between kisses. He smiled at me with a devious look that made me want to ride his cock right here and right now.
    I felt like we were horny teenagers again, fingering, sucking and fucking whenever and wherever we could, hoping not to get caught by parents, teachers, police and anyone else.
    Bradley’s hand slid my panties to the side, as he slid his fingers into my warm, moist pussy. I

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