A New Toy (10 page)

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Authors: Brenda Stokes Lee

Tags: #African American, #Interracial Romance, #erotic romance, #short story, #urban romance, #black romance, #bwwm erotic romances

"Yeah,
it
is
now."

"So
what's
your
final
offer
Mr.
Hart?
You
can't
sit
in
here
with
me
all
night
while
I
wait
for
Santa,
the
Easter
Bunny
or
the
Tooth
Fairy
to
give
me
a
ride
home."

"Okay
Ms.
Waters,
this
is
my
absolute
final
offer.
Right
outside
that
door
is
a
limo
waiting
to
take
you
anywhere
you
want
to
go.
It's
late
and
I'm
too
tired
to
drive
any
further,
so
I'm
going
with
you."

"What?"
I
asked
as
I
looked
out
the
window
behind
me
to
see
a
white,
super
stretch
Cadillac
Escalade
limo
with
reindeer
antlers
and
a
red
Rudolph
nose
on
the
grill.
"But
what
about
your
car?"

"I'll
have
someone
pick
it
up
after
the
holidays.
Don't
worry
about
that.
That's
not
important.
So
as
I
was
saying.
Toy,
I'd
love
for
you
to
go
to
my
home
in
Baltimore
and
spend
Christmas
there
with
me.
But
if
you
don

t
want
to
be
bothered
with
me,
I

ll
understand.
I'll
ride
up
front
with
the
driver
and
we'll
drop
you
off
in
DC."

"Logic,
you
did
all
of
this
for
me?"
I
asked
confused.

"Yes,
so
what
do
you
say?
Spend
Christmas
with
me."

"I don't know what to say. It's too much... It's too soon. We just met. I hardly know you. Okay well if you insist. Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" I joked as ran to his side of the table and planted a big wet kiss on his mouth.

An enormous sexy grin illuminated his face as his hungry mouth sought mine. His kiss was wet and sensual and the aftermath of it could be felt in my perfectly manicured toe nails. Sold out and all in I went in for seconds and thirds as we shamelessly made out in the restaurant.

Finally the voice of reason spoke out. It used Logic's voice. "Let's finish this in the limo were we can get comfortable."

Thank God! I thought to myself. A second longer and I would have left a puddle right on the seat of that booth. I was hot and my koochie was dripping wet. And judging by the humongous bulge in Logic's pants, it was way past time to go.

Logic took care of the bill while I took a much needed opportunity to freshen up. Translation, I took a good old fashioned Hoe bath. You know, when you wash up in the sink at a public facility. I had no other choice. I was determined to let Santa sample my cookies and I didn't want them to leave a stale taste in his mouth.

Like a gentleman Logic waited all but patiently for me outside of the ladies room door. The moment I emerged he swept me up in his massive arms and kissed me hard in the mouth as his body pinned me against the wall. His body pressed hard against mine and for the first time I could feel the length and girth of his anaconda. This man was a freak of nature. His large impressive package continued to swell as his hands ravaged my firm, rotund ass. It felt good and I could only imagine how good it would feel buried deep between my thick thighs. I wanted him.

"I am so in awe of you, woman. I can't wait to get you alone."

"Oh, yeah? Be careful what you wish for Mr. Hart, because I'm not an easy ride. I hope you have a strong back to go with that hard dick because it's going to be a long ride to Baltimore." I seductively whispered in his ear.

A broad sexy grin immediately spread across Logic's face like morning sunshine as he realized what I said. "I am sure you won't be disappointed. Now, let's get the fuck out of here, before you change your mind."

Excited, elated and charged with anticipation, he laughed as he quickly lifted me up, threw me over his shoulders like a cave man, and carried me to the door of the restaurant. Being the charismatic, sexy, devil that he was he smacked me hard on my ass and yelled, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"

"HO, HO, HO!" I added.

Chapter 6
 

The super stretch, luxurious limo was loaded and equipped with everything, and anything imaginable. It even had a hot tub and a full size water bed in the back. Champagne chilled in a metal ice bucket and Logic took the liberty of popping the cork as the limo driver awaited instructions to our destination.

"Will we be making any other stops before we reach Baltimore, Mr. Hart?

"No we'll be going straight through. Oh and please put on some Old School music and put the privacy curtain up, Tracey. Thank you."

"No, problem.” Tracey smiled as he watched me take a sip of my champagne. "Enjoy the ride, Ms. Waters." He tipped his hat and said as he closed the limo door.

"Thank You Tracey" I smiled.

Now I know it goes without saying, but I'm going to say it anyway. I know some of you are saying, "This girl is such a damn hoe! A straight up slut!"

You're probably right. Well at least partially right. What you fail to realize is that I'm a grown ass woman and not a girl. Yes I've had a one night stand or two and yes I’ve slept with men on the first date. And the truth of the matter is that that not one of them was half as fine or even remotely as rich and charming as Logic Hart. Besides, my body craved this man like a junky craves a fix. Something that feels so right can’t possibly be wrong.

Logic and I patiently sipped our champagne as the privacy curtain slowly went up and the smooth, mellow sounds of classic R&B begin to permeate the already sexually charged atmosphere.

"I wonder if he has any old Al Greene up there?" I teased.

Logic chuckled, "That's pretty cute. But, I'm good. I think I’m already past that problem.” He leaned closer and whispered into my ear before nibbling on my neck.


You
think
so?

I
responded
as
my
fingers
begin
to
unbutton
his
shirt.


Absolutely.

He
assured
me
with
a
confident
grin
as
his
gentle
hands
slipped
in
my
blouse
and
began
to
caress
my
large
breasts.

I
moaned
as
his
sensual
touch
made
its
way
beneath
my
skirt
and
lingered
between
my
thighs
before
ever
so
delicately
stroking
the
lips
of
my
purring
kitty
kat.
As
he
nibbled
his
way
down
the
side
of
my
neck
to
my
shoulders
I
decided
to
go
on
a
little
treasure
hunt
of
my
own.
Something
big
and
long moved
as
my
hand
brushed
across
the
front
of
his
pants
and
I
was
determined
to
find
it
and
set
it
free.
My
eyes
locked
on
his
as
I
slowly
unzipped
his
pants.
His
breath
grew
deeper
and
deeper
in
anticipation
as
I
dipped
my
hands
into
his
pants,
grabbed
his
swollen
dick
and
gently
stroked
it
back
and
forth.

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