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

want to make you feel good, Jayda. Let me do that for you.” He undid her pants and pulled them down, along with her panties, in one fell swoop.
    God, he’s good at that. What else is he good at?
    She was about to find out. Luke kissed her deeply, the stubble of his chin brushing against her own. It was positively delicious. She went in again after a quick breath, wanting to taste him. Taste all of him. She filled his mouth, sampling all that he had to offer, but it wasn’t enough. She pulled him down onto her and ground her hips into his. She wanted him. Now.
    “Not yet, Jayda.” He pulled himself off of her and kissed her chin. “I have other things to take care of first.”
    Luke kissed down her body, each little peck landing lower than the first. It heightened the emotion between the two of them, little kisses, foreshadowing what was to come. Her body tensed. She felt vulnerable and open to him, something she very rarely let any man experience. Something she hid from.
    His moist breath on her most sensitive area brought her to life. She let a small moan escape her lips as she held tight to the bed and closed her eyes.
    “Please…”
    He descended, his mouth directly kissing her little nub. She sucked in a quick breath, the sensation of his touch caused her to buck right against his mouth. He grabbed her hips and held her tight, the force of his push pinning her against the bed. It only increased her desire for him. She could feel herself dripping. Getting wet with each touch, each kiss on her swollen fleshy clit. He licked her, his tongue moving horizontally across her clit as his fingers found her folds.
    His strong fingers entered her, filling her up as he continued to lap at her hooded lady. It was too much. It was perfect. Writhing against his hand and his mouth, there was little she could do but moan. She ground out a high pitched moan that only seemed to spur him on.
    “I’m gonna cum,” She whispered the admission, barely audible, even to her.
    It began in little waves, a tremor in her left toe. Her orgasm exploded all at once, filling her fully and completely. She bucked hard against his mouth but he held on tight, pumping and moving inside of her with a vehemence that was hard to ignore. It deepened the waves of pleasure she felt, her inner walls undulated against his thick fingers.
    He left her there, panting as he crawled up her, hovering over her. Empty. She felt empty. Jayda needed him to fill her.
    “You taste amazing.” Luke kissed her softly. She could taste herself on him. God was it good. She was needy in her kisses for him, drinking in as much of him, them really, as she could.
    She reached down and touched him. He was already sheathed with a condom. His preparation had escaped her watchful eye, but she was glad of it.
    “Fill me, please,” She mewled, “I need you.” More than I care to admit.
    “Whatever you want, Princess.” He was there in a moment, filling her, his thick cock expanding the walls of her tight cavern.
    Arching her back, Jayda gripped his shoulders and went along for the ride. She was used to being the one in charge, the one on top, but with Luke it was different. She was so far form being in control, no matter how hard she fought for it. She had to surrender. To let go and just feel him, it was everything she thought it would be.
    “More.” Each one of his thrusts was met with her own hips, grinding up to reach him. She needed him to increase his pace. To fill her over and over again.
    It wasn’t long until she felt the second wave of tremors move down her body. She was going to cum. Again. Her nails dug deep into his skin this time, as he growled out in pleasure mixed with pain.
    Her world slowed and sharpened as the deep electricity of her orgasm came upon her. A wave of euphoric energy surrounded her as it burst out in small spasms. It rocked her in a way that was deeper than she had ever experienced. She felt his hands on her, his body inside of her.