From This Day Forward: Multicultural Romance by Cassandra Black Page A
Authors: Cassandra Black
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ignore the mounting desire to be in his arms.
Alonzo stared deeper into her eyes, wanton now consuming him.
Loretta let his hand gently travel the contours of her face. His touch against her skin sent passion spiraling through her body.
“You make me feel so special, Alonzo.”
“You are special,” he said in a raspy voice. He stood up and reached for her hand, bringing her to a standing position in front of his tall body. Draping his arms around her waist, he held her gaze for a long moment. Finally, dipping his head, he pulled her body into his, seeking permission for his long-awaited kiss.
Loretta tensed at the firmness of his broad body. She could feel his growing tightness through the light fabric of her dress. Tilting her head slightly, she parted her lips as he drew her body into his. His mouth devoured her gently, before letting his tongue caress the soft contours of her lips. The sensation of his warm mouth on hers, nipping, pecking, easing in and out of her eager cavern, made her swoon. Loretta leaned her body into his as his grip grew tighter around her waist, pulling her all the way into him. Her arms clung tighter to him and as her fingers traveled the nape of his neck, caressing his dark, wily mane. Alonzo’s kisses grew more passionate as his hands massaged her waists and gently groped the area right below the small her back.
She wanted him to pull her buttocks into him, but he did not.
A gentlemen, Alonzo kissed her until he could barely contain his passion.
Pulling away from him, letting eyes drunk with passion land on his, she whispered, “I’d better go.”
Alonzo’s eyes pleaded for her to stay.
But she cleared her throat and backed away from him, his mesmerizing glare tampering with her sanity.
“Good night,” she said, almost fleeing for the door.
“Loretta,” he called out as she reached the foyer. “I can drive you home.”
“Ah, no. I’m okay,” she said, opening the front door with urgency before she lost herself and turned back to him.
“You sure?” he asked. His question had more to do with lovemaking than it did him driving her home.
“No, I’m not sure,” she said, answering what they both knew was his intended question. “Which means I’d better go now,” she smiled and tried to leave, but Alonzo pulled her body back into his, drawing her into strong arms with a loving, lustful embrace as he leaned against the foyer wall. His hands traveled to her buttocks and raked her body across his.
Weak with desire, Loretta gave in to his kisses, his touch, his passion, as her hands stroked the full, throbbing tree between his legs. Her large bosom was full of fire against his hard chest. Alonzo turned her body so her back was to him as his wide hands gently massaged her breasts, tugging at the large, hardening nipples under his palms.
“Loretta, you’re so beautiful,” he groaned, barely able to control the growing thickness between his strong thighs. “Beautiful,” he said, kissing her on the neck as his hands held her body firm against his.
She turned around and tiptoed to return his kisses. As her hands traveled his bulging biceps and broad shoulders, her lips met the wavy hairs on his chest and kissed gently.
“I’ve to go,” she said, backing up from him again.
He exhaled and let her hands go.
“Okay,” he said, tearing his gaze from her and looking up at the ceiling.
A few seconds later, he took the keys from her hands and drove her home.
After walking Loretta to the door, he handed her the vehicle keys and kissed her on the nose.
“But--,” she started.
“I’ll walk back,” he smiled. “I need the fresh air.”
She smiled and nodded. “Goodnight, Alonzo.”
“Goodnight, Loretta.”
Loretta closed the door behind him. Peeking out the window, she watched as his broad frame disappeared into the
Alonzo stared deeper into her eyes, wanton now consuming him.
Loretta let his hand gently travel the contours of her face. His touch against her skin sent passion spiraling through her body.
“You make me feel so special, Alonzo.”
“You are special,” he said in a raspy voice. He stood up and reached for her hand, bringing her to a standing position in front of his tall body. Draping his arms around her waist, he held her gaze for a long moment. Finally, dipping his head, he pulled her body into his, seeking permission for his long-awaited kiss.
Loretta tensed at the firmness of his broad body. She could feel his growing tightness through the light fabric of her dress. Tilting her head slightly, she parted her lips as he drew her body into his. His mouth devoured her gently, before letting his tongue caress the soft contours of her lips. The sensation of his warm mouth on hers, nipping, pecking, easing in and out of her eager cavern, made her swoon. Loretta leaned her body into his as his grip grew tighter around her waist, pulling her all the way into him. Her arms clung tighter to him and as her fingers traveled the nape of his neck, caressing his dark, wily mane. Alonzo’s kisses grew more passionate as his hands massaged her waists and gently groped the area right below the small her back.
She wanted him to pull her buttocks into him, but he did not.
A gentlemen, Alonzo kissed her until he could barely contain his passion.
Pulling away from him, letting eyes drunk with passion land on his, she whispered, “I’d better go.”
Alonzo’s eyes pleaded for her to stay.
But she cleared her throat and backed away from him, his mesmerizing glare tampering with her sanity.
“Good night,” she said, almost fleeing for the door.
“Loretta,” he called out as she reached the foyer. “I can drive you home.”
“Ah, no. I’m okay,” she said, opening the front door with urgency before she lost herself and turned back to him.
“You sure?” he asked. His question had more to do with lovemaking than it did him driving her home.
“No, I’m not sure,” she said, answering what they both knew was his intended question. “Which means I’d better go now,” she smiled and tried to leave, but Alonzo pulled her body back into his, drawing her into strong arms with a loving, lustful embrace as he leaned against the foyer wall. His hands traveled to her buttocks and raked her body across his.
Weak with desire, Loretta gave in to his kisses, his touch, his passion, as her hands stroked the full, throbbing tree between his legs. Her large bosom was full of fire against his hard chest. Alonzo turned her body so her back was to him as his wide hands gently massaged her breasts, tugging at the large, hardening nipples under his palms.
“Loretta, you’re so beautiful,” he groaned, barely able to control the growing thickness between his strong thighs. “Beautiful,” he said, kissing her on the neck as his hands held her body firm against his.
She turned around and tiptoed to return his kisses. As her hands traveled his bulging biceps and broad shoulders, her lips met the wavy hairs on his chest and kissed gently.
“I’ve to go,” she said, backing up from him again.
He exhaled and let her hands go.
“Okay,” he said, tearing his gaze from her and looking up at the ceiling.
A few seconds later, he took the keys from her hands and drove her home.
After walking Loretta to the door, he handed her the vehicle keys and kissed her on the nose.
“But--,” she started.
“I’ll walk back,” he smiled. “I need the fresh air.”
She smiled and nodded. “Goodnight, Alonzo.”
“Goodnight, Loretta.”
Loretta closed the door behind him. Peeking out the window, she watched as his broad frame disappeared into the
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