Twists and Curves - A Sexy BWWM Interracial BBW Romance Novella from Steam Books (Romantica) (10 page)

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INTERRACIAL LOVE STORIES
 compilation,

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Intersect. Interchange. Interplay.  INTERRACIAL LOVE STORIES consists of three amazingly sensual and sexy short stories from three masters of the form: Sandra Sinclair, Marcus Williams, and Shanika Patrice.  You will feel the heat between black women and white men in this lovely collection.

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by Sandra Sinclair

When the tip of his tongue touched mine, I felt the warmth simmer into heat and my head begin to spin and I was just about to pull away so I could set the glass of wine in my hand down before I dropped it when he suddenly stopped.

“I’ll just take a quick shower,” he whispered in my ear as he ran his fingers through my hair. “Then I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”

He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and then left.

Still out of breath, I just stood there, my knees slightly shaking and my wineglass in hand. Then, as I got a grip of the situation, I finished my wine and went to the bedroom to wait for him. I sat on the edge of the bed, admiring how exquisitely soft it felt beneath me, and took off my sandals. I was about to take off the rest of my clothes, too, knowing fully well what Blake intended as soon as he got out of the shower, when suddenly, I caught sight of his laptop on the table across the bed.

Unable to resist, I approached it and as soon as I realized it was on and not password-protected, I felt my heart skip a beat, my adrenaline surging. Here was my perfect opportunity to get the information I wanted.

After checking to make sure Blake was still in the shower, I quickly took off my USB pendant and plugged it into the laptop, then searched through his files. After a few seconds, I came across a folder named ‘Corp. Files’ and I quickly copied it over, my glance darting back and forth from the painfully slow-moving progress meter on the screen to the small corridor that led to the bathroom. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the copying finished and I ejected my flash drive, wearing it back on my necklace.

Then, I closed all the windows and sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as I did, I heard the bathroom door open and saw Blake coming to the bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. 

Since the screen of his laptop was still on—
shit
—I decided to distract him, going to him and wrapping my arms around his neck as soon as he came into the room.

“That took a while,” I told him, looking into his eyes.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting,” he said, kissing me.

As he did, I glanced at the laptop and heaved a sigh of relief when I saw the screen finally turn off.

“You’re still dressed,” he said as he broke the kiss, staring at me curiously.

I pulled him towards the bed so that we were both standing beside it. “Well, I thought you would want to do the honors instead. After all, the most fun part in getting a present is opening it.”

He grinned. “You are truly unlike any woman I’ve ever met.”

I grinned back at him. “You don’t know the half of it.”

To be continued....