The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story) by Nicole Jordan

bent down, his lips hovering over her before taking hers. His kiss was soft, sweet and lingering, as he held on tight to her.
    “I want to be your man, Jayda.” It should have sounded corny, but it didn’t. Not when his husky voice rasped those words. “I want you. All of you.”
    Jayda held on tight to him, clinging to his naked torso as he pushed the kiss deeper. He tasted good, like sweet milk and a bit of hazelnut. She probed a little deeper, her tongue tasting and teasing. Her nipples stiffened against him, dragging across his chest, their peaks hard through her blouse fabric. She pulled herself back away from him. The way he heaved in breath after breath. The look on his face. She loved the way he looked after he kissed her. She almost believed that she had an effect on him in the same way that he affected her.
    “I know you won’t fight it. You can’t. I don’t want you to.” Luke picked her up like she was nothing. Wrapping her legs around his waist he walked back toward the hallway and through a door into the bedroom.
    Luke kissed along her jawline, small pecks from her ear to her very chin. His hands slipped under her shirt and worked up her back. Zeroing in on her bra he unclasped it swiftly and then pulled her shirt off with one hand, the other bracing her bottom. She lifted her arms and let him strip her. Something about the way his light skin looked up against her dark caramel caught her attention and held it. They were beautiful together.
    “I don’t know what it is about you.” Jayda whispered against his ear as he laid her down.
    Reaching for his jeans she unclasped the button and smiled up at him. Why is he what I want?
    Jayda bit her lip and looked into his eyes as Luke shucked off his pants, leaving just him and a snug pair of boxer briefs. Pulling herself up onto her knees in the bed, she knew that if she touched him in just the right way she could get the reaction that she wanted out of him. Her hand grazed the area just above his knee and moved slowly up that strong, sinewy, inner thigh. He had muscles everywhere, and she loved the way they felt against her hands. She glided up past his underwear and into the flap, pulling out his very large, very hard cock.
    Wrapping her hand around it she stroked it once, twice. Pearls of pre-cum beaded out from the slit of his head. She bit her lip and stroked again. A strong hand landed on her shoulder. Luke had to brace himself for her touch. Exactly the kind of effect she wanted to elicit from him.
    “I think you want me.” Jayda smiled, her look positively wicked.
    “You know I want you, Princess.” Luke ran his hand through the strands of her hair, his fingertips ghosting along her scalp. “All of you, down to the very last detail.”
    Unable to take anymore, she took the plunge, wrapping her lips around that thick fleshy head. She swirled her tongue and cast her eyes up at him. He was bracing hard against her now, pushing in and out of her mouth with small pushes. Each thrust slipped up against the small of her throat, urging her to suck harder. So she did.
    She worked quickly, pushing her mouth over his cock again and again, swifter with each movement. The touch of his skin against her shoulder, the feel of his body against hers. It was what she wanted. It was all she wanted.
    He pulled her off of him, looking down at her with a smile on his face, “Baby, you need to stop. I’m not going to be able to hold on if you keep workin’ the way you are.”
    She was there on her knees, on the bed looking into the eyes of the most handsome man she had ever seen. Even if he was littered with scars across his back, and a single mark above his eyes. She fingered it, looking into those deep gray eyes.
    “Maybe I want that.” She didn’t really. She wanted him for as long as she could have him.
    “Oh, but girl, I want you so much more than that.”
    Luke leaned her back on the bed so that she was flat on her back before he crawled over her.
    “I just