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A Test of Love: Interracial Erotic Romance (Chasing Love)

BOOK: A Test of Love: Interracial Erotic Romance (Chasing Love)
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Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26


A Test of Love


Kenya Wright


This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and
This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.


A Test of Love

Copyright © 2014 by Kenya Wright


All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.


Cover ArtStock taken from

Design by Najla Qamber

All rights reserved.


Printed in the United States of America

First Printing, 2014

ISBN 0-9000000-0-0


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Chapter 1


Sex and a flowery fragrance drenched the air. Rose petals cluttered the ground. The lamps in Lan restaurant boasted no light, except the one crimson lamp that hovered over our table and bathed us in a red glow.

Chase and I lay entangled in each other’s arms among piles of petals, whispering about everything but what needed to be discussed. We’d avoided the commitment word and talk of what we would do for the future. Instead, we kissed and nibbled until our lips were puffy and numb, and nothing existed in the moment but our hearts beating against our chests.

What will we do after this? Are we even back together?

He left the arrangement with his three girlfriends, women who’d attended to his needs and spoiled him rotten. He’d made love to them as much as he pleased, treated them any way he desired, and dressed them according to his strict instructions.
Now all of that’s gone.
He said he had left all of that for me.

But am I enough? I’m only one woman.

“I have to go.” I scanned the dark restaurant for my panties and bra. I’d been “going” for the past hour, and for that whole time, Chase had been distracting me.

“Just let me kiss her before you leave.” Chase moved lower and pressed his lips against the area between my legs. “She missed me.”

I groaned. “Yes, she did.”

A throbbing blaze uncoiled within my core and spread across my skin.
Damn him.
I gasped, grabbing for something to hold onto and only feeling the silky texture of flowers slipping through my fingers. Words balanced on the tip of my tongue, ones like
. But I kept them in my mouth. I had to get out of there and clear my mind.
I’ll just let him do this for a few seconds. Fuck.
He slid his tongue between my folds and circled my throbbing bud with lazy, long strokes, over and over.

“Chase.” I trembled under him and forced myself to edge away. “We can’t.”

“We can.” He lapped at me hard with just the right pressure, sending me into a frenzy of pleasure. I wanted to lie back down and let him take me for the fourth time that night, but I couldn’t. I needed space and time to think. If I ’wasn’t careful, he would devour me just like that and tug me back into his world before I got the chance to figure out my needs.

And I have to check on Vivian.

She’d called three times since I’d been in the restaurant making love to Chase. Hysteria laced her voice. She had an argument with Troy but refused to tell me why. Not that I couldn’t guess. They’d started dating after secretly being in love with each other for all their lives and then later discovered they were brother and sister, all in less than a month. A rollercoaster ride of emotions bridged between them, and I was the maintenance person, contacted by both, whenever the ride became too much.

“I should leave.”

Chase grunted in protest and sucked on my clit. It swelled in his moist mouth. His sucking was pure bliss. He captured my breasts with his hands and fondled the tips of my nipples. The whole time he watched me with those green eyes that boasted amber hues around the irises.
Damn him.
He whipped his tongue along the tip of my clit as he sucked.

A scream of ecstasy fled my lips. “Oh, God!”

“God can’t save you now.” He spread me wider and pushed his tongue inside.
Yes. Right there.
I rocked into his face. My focus thrust all other concerns out of the way and centered on his magical mouth, teasing fingers, and his scent—new leather mixed with vanilla. He pulled his tongue out and flicked it up and down over my clit.

This feels so good.
My phone rang. The noise splashed over me like cold water.
It had to be her.
What was I even thinking? I have to leave.

“Stop, baby.” I moved his hands from my breasts and nudged at his head. His sweat-drenched hair smoothed against my fingers. He lifted his face. My arousal had wet his lips. They shined each time shadows flickered away for light. My phone rang again.

He tried to go back to licking. I blocked him. “Stop.”

“Stop?” He pierced me with an angry gaze.

“I have to answer that.” I scooted away from him and reached for the phone. Petals stuck to my butt and the backs of my legs.

“Don’t answer.”

“I have to, Chase. Vivian isn’t handling the situation with Troy very well.”

“She’s had you to herself for all these weeks we’ve been separated, while I sat outside your apartment in my limo like a heartbroken, deranged person.”

“I’m still answering.”

“You have half a minute to find out what she wants and hang up.” No hint of humor glazed his words.

I tried not to laugh at his audacity. “And if I don’t get off, what are you going to do?”

He gripped my things with his hands. “I’ll take you while you’re on the phone.”

“You’re insane.”

“You’ve known that for a while.”

Grinning, I held the phone to my ear. “Hello.”

“Jasmine, where are you?” Troy asked.

“Why?” I checked my screen. Vivian’s name glowed in green. “Troy, why are you calling from Vivian’s phone?”

“You’ve got to come now. Viv took something. I don’t know what. It’s just lots of pills all over the coffee table. I called 911 and—”

“Pills?” I climbed away from Chase.

“She took something.”

“Please say you’re joking. This isn’t funny.” I quickly rose from the floor and searched around for clothes. My knee bumped into a chair. “Damn it!”

This can’t be for real. There has to be a mistake. Vivian wouldn’t do anything stupid like this.

“Viv’s foaming at the mouth.” Troy shattered my thoughts. “She sent some crazy text. I called her back to see what it meant. She didn’t answer the phone. I turned the car around to check on her. She didn’t answer the fucking door so I used my own key and rushed in—”

“What do you mean foaming at the mouth? Is she at our apartment? Did you call anybody?” My heart slammed against my chest. My breaths came quick, so fast I started to hyperventilate. Chase handed me my panties and bra as he rushed to grab his own cell and talked into it.

“Jasmine, where is he now?” Chase asked me.

I covered the phone. “My place. Something’s wrong with Vivian.”

“Okay.” Chase stood up and said into his own cell phone, “Put Sampson on now.”

I returned to Troy. “You called someone?”

“Yes. Dammit. I called 911 and they said they were bringing someone over,” Troy explained. “They’re still on the line on my phone.”

“I’m coming right now.” I stumbled around, looking for my dress. “I. . .um. . .is her pulse. . .?”


“I don’t know. Is it normal?”

“Her heart is beating, but her eyes are just . . .weird,” Troy replied. “I gotta go.”


“I’ll call if the ambulance gets here before you.” Troy hung up.

I dropped my phone on the closest table. My fingers shook as I dressed.
Please, God, let Vivian be okay.
I tried to step into the leg hole of my panties but kept missing as I scanned the area for my dress. Chase put on his pants and talked into his phone.

“Get a police escort if you have to, but get there right now.” Chase slid his thumb across the phone’s screen and tossed it on the table. “Calm down, baby. I have some men running over there just in case. My assistant is going to notify the hospital and prepare a private room for her. We’re taking my limo and we’ll run every red light from here to your apartment.”

“Thank you.” I finally put on my panties and stumbled backward. “I need my dress and. . .shoes. My keys. I don’t know where they are. I think they’re in my purse. Fuck. Where is my purse?”

Chase seized my arms and pulled me to him. My breasts pushed against his chest. “Calm down, Jasmine. Breathe.”

She’s foaming at the mouth.

“I’m fine.” I shoved him away. Tears blurred my eyes.
Vivian, why would you hurt yourself? I was coming. Why would you do that?
Rage mingled with anxiety. My stomach clenched into tight little knots that crowded my core.
You fucking die and I’m going to kill you.
Tears streamed down my face. “I have to call Benny and Troy. No. Troy is there. I have to—”

“Breathe, Jasmine.” Chase placed his hand on my chin and steered my attention to him. “I’m here with you. I have people going over there. You don’t need to do anything but get dressed.”

“Benny would want to be called.”

“My assistant can do it.”

“I should call myself.”

“Then you can do it in the limo.”

I wiped at my face and hurried with putting on my bra. “I should’ve never left. I knew she sounded different. I should have—”

“Stop.” He tugged me into him.

I buried my face into his chest and sobbed as I inhaled and exhaled. His scent soothed me. His arms enveloped me in warmth. Calm poured over me, not enough to make my worries disappear, but enough to keep me brave for whatever I had to deal with in the next hours.

“It’s going to be okay.” He leaned away from me and stared into my eyes. “Do you believe me?”

“Yes.” I bit my lip.

“Both an ambulance and my men will get there, and once that happens she’ll be fine.” He brushed strands away from my eyes. “I’ll take care of anything you need me to.”

“Okay.” I swallowed down my fear, spotted my dress, and headed to it.

A knock sounded at the door. I jumped. Chase held his hand out.

“Relax, baby.” He rushed over and stood by the door, but didn’t open it. “It’s probably my bodyguard, Oscar, telling me the limo is ready. Put on some clothes, please.”

I stepped into my dress and yanked it up. Chase waited as I zipped the side. Once I was clothed, he opened the door.

“Mr. Stone, we have a problem.” A huge black man with a bald head leaned Chase’s way and whispered something in his ear. Chase’s calm face shifted to enraged in seconds. He formed his hands into tight fists as Oscar continued to say whatever he was telling him.

“Enough.” Chase backed up. “I don’t have time for this tonight. Get rid of them.”

“Get rid of who?” I leaned my head to the side.

“Don’t worry about it. This doesn’t concern you.” Chase bent down, grabbed my shoes, and handed them to me. “Oscar, tell the other guards to escort them back to their cars, and then take us out the back entrance.”

“Yes, sir.” Oscar stood next to the doorway and raised a small walkie-talkie to his mouth. “Please escort Ms. Benson and the others back to their cars.”

Ms. Benson?

“Isn’t that Dawn’s last name?” I asked.

A scowl plastered over Chase’s face. He picked up his shirt, wrenched it on, and glanced at his watch. “Is the car ready yet?”

“It should be by the time we go outside.” Oscar held the door open.

“Is Dawn outside or not, Chase?” I walked through. Oscar averted his eyes. Chase remained tight-lipped and placed his hand on the center of my back, guiding me down a dark hallway with a tiny red light near the exit.

“Are the chef and waiters still here?” Chase looked up at Oscar.

“No, sir. They left over an hour ago.”

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