BWWM Romance: Crossing The Line: Interracial Romance / Wealthy Love Interest Read Online Free Page B
Author: Aisha M. Taylor
couldn't stand to have on a burger and she shook her head. Virgil drove them further to where the drive-in movie theater was having its first movie of the season. They towered above the other cars and sat level with the jumbo screen. Shawna liked sitting up high.
All of the food fit comfortably on the dashboard. Once they were settled, Virgil boldly draped his arm around Shawna's shoulders. She sank into his inviting warmth and her heart skipped a beat as she caught a glimpse of his small smile. They sat through two movies, one horror, one suspense. They barely watched the second movie as they fell into casual conversation.
"I haven't had this much fun in a really long time," Shawna confessed.
"I'm glad I could be a part of it."
Virgil leaned in slowly for a kiss, giving Shawna enough time to back up. She met him halfway and was caught off guard by the deliciously soft touch of his lips and the gentle tease of his tongue. He stopped long enough to search her eyes for permission before kissing her again.
"If we do all of this now, what will we do Thursday?" Shawna asked.
"Well, if you want to save that," Virgil said, coaxing Shawna to lean her back against the door. "We will just have to settle for this."
He kissed the top of her knee as he pulled her leg up onto the seat and blazed a trail with his lips up her thighs. He waited for her to say no, but she didn’t. Brushing his straight, Roman nose up and down her panties and over her clit, he laughed softly as she jumped in surprise. Virgil moved the fabric over and was pleasantly surprised to find that she was shaved except for a small, fuzzy triangle. He breathed in her scent and kissed her clit.
"What if someone sees us?" Shawna asked.
"No one can see in the windows," he reassured her, positioning her legs over his strong, broad shoulders. "And we shouldn't rock . . . unless you cum that hard."
He went back to work lapping small circles around the lips of her pussy. Shawna lifted her ass and pulled her white, lacy panties off, which took some wriggling―motion that Virgil definitely enjoyed. She bit her lip and watched Virgil tie the panties around his wrist before dropping his head back between her legs. She tangled her hands in his soft hair and felt her pussy twitch as he moaned in response. He reached down beneath his kilt (he wasn't wearing anything underneath) and began stroking himself. Shawna clenched the material of the seat and braced herself against the dashboard.
"You taste fantastic," he said, dipping his tongue inside of her and moving it in and out. Shawna moaned and began to tremble under his touch.
"It feels good."
He twisted slightly to get better access to himself and Shawna got a peek at his thick, long cock. She smiled in anticipation. It was good to know the truck wasn't compensating for something else. His free hand traveled up to massage her breasts. He eased her bra off―it helped that it fastened in the front―squeezed each pert breast briefly, then turned his full attention to her left breast, running circles around the nipple with his thumb. Shawna took care of the other one. Returning to sucking on her clit, Virgil reveled in how quickly Shawna began to peak. H e caught her juices with his tongue.
Shawna began imagining the feel of Virgil's fat cock thrusting inside of her. The thought made her cum, and as she did so did he with a flutter of his eyes and a wild yell. Shawna let her head rest against the cool glass and listened to the rapid pound of her own heartbeat. Virgil kissed her pussy one last time before sitting upright, near panting. His face was scarlet and his hair stuck to his forehead.
"I think we're off to a good start," he said.
"Agreed."
Chapter 3
" I 'm begging you not to go on this date," Mikki pleaded through the phone. "He's my client's son, for fuck's sake."
The pieces snapped together, but slightly askew. While Shawna could understand Mikki's nervousness about getting involved with Virgil due to her
All of the food fit comfortably on the dashboard. Once they were settled, Virgil boldly draped his arm around Shawna's shoulders. She sank into his inviting warmth and her heart skipped a beat as she caught a glimpse of his small smile. They sat through two movies, one horror, one suspense. They barely watched the second movie as they fell into casual conversation.
"I haven't had this much fun in a really long time," Shawna confessed.
"I'm glad I could be a part of it."
Virgil leaned in slowly for a kiss, giving Shawna enough time to back up. She met him halfway and was caught off guard by the deliciously soft touch of his lips and the gentle tease of his tongue. He stopped long enough to search her eyes for permission before kissing her again.
"If we do all of this now, what will we do Thursday?" Shawna asked.
"Well, if you want to save that," Virgil said, coaxing Shawna to lean her back against the door. "We will just have to settle for this."
He kissed the top of her knee as he pulled her leg up onto the seat and blazed a trail with his lips up her thighs. He waited for her to say no, but she didn’t. Brushing his straight, Roman nose up and down her panties and over her clit, he laughed softly as she jumped in surprise. Virgil moved the fabric over and was pleasantly surprised to find that she was shaved except for a small, fuzzy triangle. He breathed in her scent and kissed her clit.
"What if someone sees us?" Shawna asked.
"No one can see in the windows," he reassured her, positioning her legs over his strong, broad shoulders. "And we shouldn't rock . . . unless you cum that hard."
He went back to work lapping small circles around the lips of her pussy. Shawna lifted her ass and pulled her white, lacy panties off, which took some wriggling―motion that Virgil definitely enjoyed. She bit her lip and watched Virgil tie the panties around his wrist before dropping his head back between her legs. She tangled her hands in his soft hair and felt her pussy twitch as he moaned in response. He reached down beneath his kilt (he wasn't wearing anything underneath) and began stroking himself. Shawna clenched the material of the seat and braced herself against the dashboard.
"You taste fantastic," he said, dipping his tongue inside of her and moving it in and out. Shawna moaned and began to tremble under his touch.
"It feels good."
He twisted slightly to get better access to himself and Shawna got a peek at his thick, long cock. She smiled in anticipation. It was good to know the truck wasn't compensating for something else. His free hand traveled up to massage her breasts. He eased her bra off―it helped that it fastened in the front―squeezed each pert breast briefly, then turned his full attention to her left breast, running circles around the nipple with his thumb. Shawna took care of the other one. Returning to sucking on her clit, Virgil reveled in how quickly Shawna began to peak. H e caught her juices with his tongue.
Shawna began imagining the feel of Virgil's fat cock thrusting inside of her. The thought made her cum, and as she did so did he with a flutter of his eyes and a wild yell. Shawna let her head rest against the cool glass and listened to the rapid pound of her own heartbeat. Virgil kissed her pussy one last time before sitting upright, near panting. His face was scarlet and his hair stuck to his forehead.
"I think we're off to a good start," he said.
"Agreed."
Chapter 3
" I 'm begging you not to go on this date," Mikki pleaded through the phone. "He's my client's son, for fuck's sake."
The pieces snapped together, but slightly askew. While Shawna could understand Mikki's nervousness about getting involved with Virgil due to her
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