I have not written an interracial romance in a long time, so I decided to write one. This story is a short one. I'm sure it could have been longer, but I decided not to draw out the tale. I hope you enjoy it and share your thoughts with me.
All of the characters I the story are above the age of consent.
Just a heads up, this story is self-edited, but please don't let any errors you might find distract from the story. Please vote and don't forget to comment. I went back and made some corrections. Not promising that I got every mistake, but I corrected the ones that I found.
Please vote and don't forget to comment. IR2R
"What the fuck have I done? Damn it, I have to get out of here." Jonah Fiat whispered as he untangled himself from the woman that was curled into his body. He had to go. No one could know about this. Unfortunately for him she woke up.
"What in the world?" she gasped.
"Look, Ashley, we can't let anyone find out about this." He explained.
Ashley looked at him with a pure look of disdain. He really thought she wanted people to know that she slept with him. She rather be tortured than have this get out.
Sitting up and realizing she was naked, Ashley, pulled the sheet to cover her chest. Jonah looked at her, cursing himself because despite the fact that he had sex with the one woman he swore to never touch he wanted her again.
He disliked Ashley Thomas; that fact was well known. It started years ago in elementary school. Ashley was a commuter student. In an effort to soothe racial disparities, the elite private school he attended, offered scholarships to ten minority students that show high aptitude and academic progress. He was in first grade when Ashley and two new kids entered their class.
Jonah was infatuated. He had never seen someone as pretty as Ashley. He wanted to get her attention, so at lunch, he made sure he poured milk on her tray. Of course he was punished and her disdain for him began.
The years progressed. It was awful, he couldn't beat her. His family was one of the most affluent, influential families in the country. His brothers and sisters excelled. He was highly favored, but he could not win against one Ms. Ashley Thomas.
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After graduating with almost identical degrees, both Ashley and Jonah were entering prominent starter positions in the world of business. He worked for his family, whereas she signed with one of their biggest competitors. He was not surprised when he arrived at the Hannah Ball, Ashley attended as the guest of her new bosses. He had to admit, she was stunning. He hadn't seen her in over four years.
Jonah watched Ashley all night, her creamy brown skin glowed against the shimmering ivory gown, her cleavage showing just enough to make a man drool. When she walked, his eyes tracked her every movement, but she was the enemy.
Later that evening, he spoke. She greeted him, but her tone reminded him that she did not like him. Then the drinks started.
The party progressed. Ashley could not help but notice the tall dark haired-man that plagued her childhood. She could not stand him. Since the first time they met, when they were six years old, and he ruined her lunch, their relationship was pure competitiveness. She could respect him thought. He never gave her a pass, for being a girl, being black, or even being smaller; he never held back his punches. One thing she was always certain of was that Jonah Fiat could dish it out as well as take it.
Last night was no different. Even after years of being apart, their animosity towards each other still existed. That's why this morning confused her so.
Jonah was silent, watching her. Ashley didn't move. She recalled the night before. They decided to see who could drink the most, the loser had to be at the mercy of the winner for an entire week. She was happy. Seven days of bossing Jonah Fiat around sounded like a dream.
Soon, only the two of them were left as their friends retired. At some point, she looked at him and realized he was sexy as hell, so she kissed him.
It was obvious what happened next, as Ashley recalled the night before.
She had heard rumors about Jonah, and even in her neighborhood. She often heard that white men were freaks. Everything she heard, he proved to her last night.
"Ashley," he slurred. "I have waited over fifteen years to fuck you. Fifteen years of being as hard as a damn stone tonight, girl I'm blowing your mind."
Ashley laughed, but she remembered her dress being ripped as she eagerly ripped his shirt and pants from his body. What he did next, defied anything she had experienced in her young life. She was not a virgin, but no man ever took her to the heights that Jonah took her to. Dropping to his knees before her naked body, Jonah licked her.
He tasted her nectar and moaned. She almost fell, so laying her back on the bed, Jonah licked her, using his tongues and lips to drive her insane.
Ashley moaned, as their secret tryst continued.
Satisfied after tasting her he rolled over and Ashley took control. He satisfied her as no thither, and she was determined to return the favor. Gripping his shaft, Ashley stroked him. Jonah moaned, and then she kissed him. Leaving a wet trail of kisses down his chest, Ashley tasted his cock. It was glorious. Licking the head, she stopped and admired its beauty and she told him, "It's magnificent." Then she took him into her mouth. Jonah was not unfamiliar with the female talent of pleasuring him this way, but knowing this was Ashley made it so much more than it ever was. He knew he could not hold back. He warned her. He was about to explode but she might not want to swallow. She moaned and the sound vibrated against him. Jonah began to buck, moan, plead, and beg. Soon, he contracted, and she pulled off. She was fascinated as she watched his seed spew across the room.
"Ride me, Ash," he pleaded.
Straddling him, she settled onto his rigid cock. Moving ever so slowly, he sank balls deep inside of her. She set a slow, melodic pace, as he met her stroke for stroke. He felt her body contracting on him as she moaned softly, breathing deeply. Jonah smiled. He made her come several times. She could never deny it. Then she increased her tempi. Soon, he knew he was going to fill her. Right before he came. He thought about pulling out, then she screamed. He too flew into the abyss.
Holding her on top of him, he never wanted this night to end. But the drinking and the mind blowing sex had worn him out and they slept.
The next morning, he watched as she looked around. "My dress is ruined." Ashley stated. Realizing the true ramifications of last night's actions. They were enemies. They were business rivals. If anyone found out about this, there would be serious fallout.
"I'll have them bring something from the boutique. Just, Ashley, last night. I'm sorry. I should have called you a cab and that would have been it. This never should have happened." Ashley looked at him and he swore she looked hurt.
"Jonah, no has to know. Believe me, I have my reasons as well. As far as I'm concerned, last night was just a nightmare. It was a bad dream I'd like to forget." Ashley added with a sheer look of shame on her face.
Jonathan nodded, and then called his concierge. He explained the situation and gave him their clothing sizes. The young man left immediately and returned with something appropriate for both of them to wear. Jonah stepped out to wait for him as Ashley went into the bathroom. He placed her things on the bed and went into the lobby of the hotel. He instructed the manager to quietly and discreetly make sure she got into a cab that would drive her home. He even left money to cover the cost. He did not leave because he needed to be certain she would be alright. Half an hour later, he watched as she quietly climbed into a cab to go home. Jonah sighed, and then smiled.
Last night was the most amazing night of his life.
Jonah went straight home. Showered and headed to his parent's home. Today was Saturday and he knew the family always got together. He arrived and the first person he saw was his sister, Jane. I see you slept well, baby brother. I wonder, did you bring a guest today? " She teased looking around. Jonah glared at her.
"Just because you and Luke have been branded, does not mean I'm ready to surrender my freedom," he retorted. Jane laughed, "Well, I hope you used a condom at least." Then she walked away, as Jonah realized that they did not.