Take My Hand (Interracial Erotic Romance) (10 page)

“I want it now…. please Tyler…. I can’t wait anymore.”

Tyler wasted no time and dropped to his knees. He untied Gracie’s sneakers and threw them to the side. With a swift pull the ripped yoga pants and Gracie’s damp panties were removed and thrown atop the pair of sneakers. Gracie moaned and Tyler took her ass-cheeks in his hand. He looked up at Gracie and smiled.

“Spread your legs open for me,” he demanded. “I want to taste you.”

Gracie whimpered and did as she was told. Her body trembling, slowly she spread her knees apart and looked down to watch Tyler grin and open his mouth as he neared Gracie’s sweaty kitty. Gracie craned her head back and Tyler shook her body via her ass. Gracie looked back down at her first lover and met Tyler’s burning gaze.

“Watch me eat you,” he demanded.

Gracie whimpered but did as she was told. Tyler leaned forward with the tip of his tongue exposed and Gracie braced for impact. Never before had a man—or a woman— sucked on her pussy and she wasn’t sure what to expect.

Tyler ran the tip of his tongue along the edge of Gracie’s lip. Gracie shuddered and pressed her body against the window. Tyler glanced up with a smirk on his face and moved his hands towards Gracie’s groin. He used both hands and spread her open.

“Tyler!” Gracie moaned. “What are you doing to me?”

Tyler examined the inside of Gracie’s sweaty cunt and then looked up at her and grinned. “Tasting you,” he growled. “Do you not like it?”

Gracie opened her mouth to answer but Tyler silenced her by darting his tongue inside her. She yelped, bucked against the window and dug her nails into his scalp. A numbing sensation spread from her hot crotch to her head and Gracie tensed her body.

Tyler’s tongue darted inside her and was the tips of his fingers worked themselves along side Gracie’s swollen lips. Tyler brought his head back and looked up at Gracie. With a devilish grin plastered on his face he took his index finger and shoved it inside his mouth. Slowly he sucked on his own digit and made a loud smacking noise when he pulled it from his mouth.

“I love the way your pussy tastes. I could eat you for hours, Gracie"

Gracie blushed and looked away. “I want to feel you inside me.”

Tyler’s eyes flashed and he grinned. Instead of granting Gracie’s wish, however, he plunged his index finger inside her and smiled when she yelped and pressed her now sweaty ass-cheeks against the window.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“It’s okay,” Gracie whined. “Just be gentle, Tyler. Please!”

Tyler plunged his middle finger inside her to join the index finger.

Gracie cried in pain. “Tyler that hurts!”

Tyler slowed the pace of his thrusts but left his fingers inside of Gracie’s cunt. “I need to stretch you out, baby. If I don’t you will never be able to handle this.” He clutched his cock by the case and waved it at Gracie.

Gracie thought about the pain that awaited her and whined. “It’s going to hurt,” she whined. “I’m afraid….”

Tyler ignored her and began pressing his tongue against Gracie’s swollen clit. His thick fingers began pumping inside her. Shallow thrusts mixed with longer, deeper ones. Gracie yelped and dug her nails into Tyler’s shoulders.

The pleasure from Tyler’s sucking on her clit narcotized the pain Gracie felt from the his fingers plunging inside her and Gracie arched the small of her back and cried in
ecstasy.

Tyler moaned and locked eyes with Gracie. He curled the two fingers he had jammed inside Gracie and began massaging her swollen g-spot. He pressed his tongue
against her clit and sucked hard.

Gracie
screamed and pulled hard on Tyler’s hair. The pressure inside her began to build and just as she thought she couldn’t handle another moment of Tyler’s torturous pleasure she began to nut all over Tyler’s fingers.

“Oh my god, I’m cumming!” she screamed.

Tyler offered her no quarter and sucked even harder on her clit. Gracie bucked against the window and drained herself as she watched the billionaire stud below her stare into her eyes as he sucked her dry.

With a loud smack Tyler released Gracie’s pussy from his mouth and pulled his fingers from inside her. A spider-web of Gracie’s cum formed as he pulled his hand away and brought it to his mouth. With a
maniacal look in his eye, Tyler licked his soaked fingers.

“Delicious,” he groaned.

Gracie collapsed onto the carpeted floor and tried to catch her breath. Never before had she experienced such pleasure and her quivering legs could not support her weight. She began to wonder if Tyler could perform such magic on demand, but before she could compose herself to ask him Tyler helped her from the floor and kissed her on the lips.

“I’m so glad I met you,” he whispered in her ear.

Gracie wrapped her arms around Tyler and pulled him close. “Me too Tyler, me too.”

Tyler smiled and then spun her around. He used his hands to spread Gracie wide and positioned himself right behind her. With one quick motion his prick was inside of her and Gracie yelped.

The pain from Tyler’s sudden entrance spread from her groin and Gracie bit down on her lip. “It hurts,” she cried out. “Please, be careful Tyler.”

Tyler leaned forward and introduced the last few inches of his cock to Gracie’s hot cave. Gracie shuddered but bit down on her lip to avoid crying out.

The pain was nearly unbearable but Gracie did her best to take it. She knew the first few times would be painful and she was eager to move on so she could enjoy the pleasure that she knew would follow. If Tyler could provide that much pleasure with his mouth, Gracie was curious as to what he could do with his meaty dick.

As if reading her mind, Tyler worked himself into a slow, steady stroke. The sound of skin smacking against skin filled the room, Interrupted only by the soft cries
emanating from Gracie.

Gracie pressed her forehead to the glass, bit down on her lip and looked out over New York City as her pussy
stretched itself to accommodate her new lover. With every thrust the pain dissipated and was replaced by shivers of pleasure. Soon, Tyler worked himself into a steady stroke and began to smash into Gracie’s ass with force.

Gracie closed her eyes and focused only on the pleasure. She imagined being by Tyler’s side for the rest of his life. A mansion full of kids, Tamika safe, Lamar happy…
. All over her problems solved by the generous man who now had his thick cock shoved inside her tight, virgin pussy.

Gracie screamed in pleasure. “Tyler…
. It’s amazing!”

Tyler grunted and
thrust harder. His deep strokes now meant business and the sweat from his brow was dripping down onto Gracie’s bare ass. With his fingers dug into Gracie’s plump ass, Tyler cried out, “I’m gonna cum!”

Gracie
moaned her approval and readied for her man’s thick load. Instead of burying his seed inside her, however, Tyler pulled his cock out and motioned for Gracie to get on her knees in front of him.

Gracie did as she was told and was rewarded with a warm shower of cum all over her tits. She watched as Tyler pumped away on his shaft and drained every ounce of his seed all over her. Overcome with a desire to taste her man,
Gracie reached out and took Tyler’s prick in her hands. Before he could react, Gracie leaned forward and took him in her mouth.

Tyler
moaned and placed his hands behind Gracie’s head and drained the last of his cum down her throat. He looked down and watched as Gracie looked up and him and sucked the last of his nut out of his sack.

“Good girl,” he soothed.

Gracie removed his cock from her mouth and wiped away the string of drool that connected her mouth and Tyler’s prick.

“Was I good?” she asked.

Tyler placed a hand under her chin and smiled. “You were amazing, Gracie.”

Gracie smiled and rose from her knees. She looked down at the carpet and noticed the wet mess the two of them had left behind.

“Oh my God, Tyler! Look at your carpet! We made a mess. I’m going to clean it up.”

Tyler laughed and grabbed her by the arm. “Relax Gracie, I have a maid who steams the carpets once every few weeks. Just leave it be.”

Gracie frowned. She didn’t like the idea of some strange woman cleaning her nut up off a carpet. “Tyler, that’s kind of gros—“

Tyler placed a sticky finger over her lips. “Shh, baby. Let’s go take a hot shower and then figure out what we are going to eat. I’m starving, what about you?”

Gracie smiled. “I guess I am pretty hungry too, but I don’t know if I can walk. You sort of beat me up, baby.”

Tyler smiled. “Okay then, I guess I will have to carry you.” With that he scooped Gracie up and carried her towards the bathroom. Gracie giggled and wrapped her arms around Tyler’s neck.

“Works for me,” she giggled. Gracie leaned her head back and thanked God for putting such an amazing man in her life. Tyler Scott had somehow managed to repair her battered life and she wanted nothing more than to enjoy every second she could with the man.

Finally, after years of stress Gracie felt she could relax a little and enjoy the newfound peace in her life.

Peace that, unbeknownst to Gracie, wasn’t going to last very long.

*

Gracie pulled the silk sheets close to her face and yawned. After a night which featured her first—and second and third—sexual experiences she was awoken by the ringing of Tyler’s cell phone, which was located on the night stand.

Tyler sat up in bed, wiped the crust from his sleepy eyes and picked up the phone.

“Hello? Yes, this is he.”

Gracie stretched her legs under the sheets and smiled. A perfect evening with a perfect man. What have I done to deserve such a blessing?

“I see,” Tyler said into the phone, his tone suddenly heavy and serious. “I appreciate the call, thanks.” He hung up the cellphone, placed it back on the nightstand and sighed heavily.

Gracie sat up in bed and draped an arm across Tyler’s wide back. “What’s wrong Tyler? Is everything okay?”

Tyler looked Gracie in the eyes and frowned. “I’m afraid not.”

Gracie’s stomach flipped and her mind filled with dread. “What is it?” she asked, not realizing her nails were now digging into Tyler’s back.

Tyler repositioned himself on the bed and placed his hands on Gracie’s knees. “Please, don’t flip out Gracie. We will work—“

“Tyler, what the fuck is going on? Is it Tamika?”

Tyler nodded. “Yes. That was somebody I know on staff at Hazelden. Tamika checked herself out this morning.”

Gracie steadied herself on the bed and fought back the feelings of lightheadedness. “What do you mean she checked herself out? You told me she was safe inside there?”

Tyler raised his palms up and spoke in a low voice. “Gracie, she apparently made quick friends with a man she met inside the facility. At around midnight the two of them signed themselves out and left the building.”

Gracie’s chest tightned and
the pace of her breathing picked up. “Why didn’t they call us last night?” she barked. “Who was that on the phone, I want to speak to them.”

Tyler shook his head and frowned. “Gracie, you can’t speak with who was on the phone. The staff is not supposed to call people with information about
patients. It was a courtesy call and I can’t reveal who the person is, they could lose their job.”

Gracie threw the sheets from her body and rose from the bed. “I don’t care, I want to know everything about this man she left with. Can you make that happen, Tyler?”

Tyler sighed and shook his head. “Gracie, that’s an invasion of privacy. We could get in troub—“

“I didn’t ask you for a sermon on ethics, Tyler. I asked you if you could find information on this so-called man who is no doubt stuffing my baby sister with drugs and dick as we speak. So, I ask you one last time, c
an you find out who this man is and more importantly
will
you?”

Tyler paused and thought for a moment. "Considering the circumstances, yes I will."

Gracie wrapped herself in a bathrobe. “Good. Then we have some work to do.”

The End Of Part 1