Authors: Brenda Stokes Lee
Tags: #African American, #Interracial Romance, #erotic romance, #short story, #urban romance, #black romance, #bwwm erotic romances
Logic
immediately
groaned,
"Oh
hell
yeah!"
My
big
brown
eyes
looked
back
and
searched
his
for
approval
and
found
something
strangely
odd
there-
adoration.
Believe
it
or
not
I
had
to
concede
that
I
was
more
to
this
man
than
a
piece
of
hot
tail
on
Christmas
Eve.
"Could
it
be
that
he
actually
wanted
more
from
me
than
pussy?
Oh
God
I
hope
so."
I
thought.
As
mind
blowing
a
concept
as
that
was
I
was
quickly
snatched
back
to
reality
as
my
body
began to
involuntarily
shake
from
a
thunderous
orgasm
that
was
quickly
rising
from
the
core
of
my
sensuality.
Logic
had
latched
on
to
my
clit
and
turned
that
little
nugget
into
a
complete
happy
meal.
Thrown
completely
off
my
game
plan
and
totally
hooked
on
this
magically
delicious
man,
I
gave
in
and
allowed
him
to
bring
me
to
completion
with
my
first
of
multiple
glass
shattering
orgasmic
releases.
Logic
smiled
as
I
collapsed
on
the
water
bed
in
total
sweet
submission.
"I'll
be
right
back.”
H
e
said
as
he
went
to
retrieve
a
condom
from
his
wallet,
before
realizing
that
he
didn't
have
one."Damn!”
He
groaned.
"What's
wrong?"
"I
thought
I
had
a
condom.
I
forgot
that
up
until
today
I
was
in
a
committed
relationship."
"You
didn't
use
condoms?"
I
asked
a
little
concerned.
"Yeah,
but
I
didn't
have
to
carry
them
around
with
me.
We
only
had
sex
at
the
house,
unless
we
went
out
of
town."
"Is
this
what
you're
looking
for?”
I
asked
as
I
magically
produced
a magnum
condom.
"Where
did
you
get
that?"
"From
my
purse of course."
"So,
you
carry
condoms
around
in
your
purse?"
"Yes,
as a matter of fact
I
do.
I'm
single,
remember.
Don't
judge
me,
Logic.
I'm
just
trying
to
stay
alive."
"Hey
I'm
not
judging
you.
I'm
just
happy
to
see
this."
He
said
as
he
took
the
condom
from
my
outstretched
hand.
"Let's
go,
we're
not
done."
He
said
as
he
headed
back
to
the
water
bed.
"Do
you
need
some
help?"
I
offered.
"No,
not
really...
I'm
not
ready
for
it
yet."
He
said
as
he
lay
back
on
the
bed,
placing
the
condom
beside
him.
“
Come
here."
He
coached.
I
slowly
crawled
across
the
bed
and
sat
on
his
flat,
well
toned
abs
and
waited
for
further
instructions.
It
was
easy
to
tell
that
Logic
liked
being
the
man
in
the
relationship
and
I
was
quickly
learning
that
I
had
to
allow
him
to
take
charge.
Accustomed
to
making
my
own
decisions
it
wasn't
easy
for
me
to
relinquish
control,
especially
when
it
comes
to
making
love.
I
wanted
what
I
wanted,
when
I
wanted
it
and
how
I
wanted
it.
Those
were
the
rules,
those
were
my
terms
and
that
was
not
negotiable.