My Asian Lover (Interracial BWAM Romance Book 1) by J A Fielding, Bwwm Romance Dot Com Read Free Book Online

around her.
                  She tugged his suspenders off of his shoulders until they hung around his waist and pulled him closer by the collar of his crisp white shirt. She unbuttoned it with fervor and let it fall to the ground, joining her shirt. Exploring underneath the dress shirt revealed a rippled chest covered by a tight white undershirt. They kissed fiercely and she let her fingers flick against his hard nipples through the shirt. It was all she could do not to grab a knife from the knife block next to her and slice it clean off of him.               He reached into the nearby glass of ice water and pulled out a small cube of ice. Her bra was now down around her arms, freeing her breasts from their lace-laden prison. He rubbed one of her nipples with the ice cube and felt her shudder under his hands. He continued to the other nipple and she stifled another moan. He brought the rapidly melting ice cube to her lips and she sucked on it until it was gone. She continued sucking on his finger and gazed intently into his eyes. She may have been hesitant at first, but she was surely into it now. 'Fuck professionalism,' she thought. 'I need this.'
                  She let her bra hit the ground, joining the rest of the discarded clothing and started work on the pesky undershirt that stood between her and his delectable chest. She tugged at it, but it was far too tight to be removed with that kind of ease. She cursed inwardly and they continued to kiss feverishly. Her hands scrambled underneath the shirt and she tweaked one of his nipples. He moaned softly into her mouth as he kissed her and began rolling her skirt up over her legs. He reach underneath and grabbed hold of the waistband of her pantyhose. Rather than succumb to the same hesitation Taunya had faced, Mike grabbed a nearby knife and, pulling the tights away from her leg, cut a tiny hole at the top of the sheer fabric. He reached in with two fingers and pulled until it ripped from her thigh down to her knee. She didn't even care that her clothes were being ruined just as long as she was able to be separated from them to allow Mike all the access that he would want. He cut a hole in the stockings at the knee of her other leg and let the knife run up to her waistband. He pulled the shredded material down her legs and, with a few more slices, she was free. He pulled her off of the counter and turned her around, going for the zipper of her pencil skirt. He pulled it off of her and there she stood in nothing but a pair of pink lace panties and oxford heels. He, on the other hand, was far too dressed still for Taunya's liking. She turned around and went for the undershirt again, this time being forceful enough to pull it up over his head, messing his hair slightly and serving only to make him look that much more gorgeous in her eyes. She practically drooled at the sight of his smooth, pale chest. She leaned in and sucked on one of his nipples and he responded by reaching down and tweaking one of hers. She bent down, grabbed at his belt, and undid it furiously, desperate to reveal the cock that she could feel straining against his slacks. She undid his pants and they hit the floor, suspenders and belt clanking against the hard wood. Underneath those slacks her wore a pair of tight black boxer briefs with a waistband that read “Calvin Klein” all around it. She ran her hand over the growing bulge in his briefs and he grunted in appreciation. She got down on her knees and shimmied the underwear down his legs to find a large, hard cock standing at attention in front of her. It was just as handsome as she imagined it would be, thick and firm in her grasp as she stroked. She encased it in her warm mouth and he fisted a hand into her braided hair in response, guiding her head back and forth as pre-cum dripped from his head down her throat. She savored the taste and continued to slowly suck him off, letting her tongue swirl around his head