Asia And Asia: A Black Woman Asian Man Romance Read Free Page B

she thinking when she was eighteen? When she was nineteen? Twenty? All of those bad decisions. All of those bad choices. It was like a never ending train of pain and humiliation.
    Jasmine told Antonio anyway.
    “Oh,” Antonio said, still as if Jasmine had said nothing special. “That’s cool.”
    Maybe he doesn’t like me that much. Maybe all he’s after is a good night of sex. Is that what I want? I thought I was changing myself for the better…
    Having a good night of sex wasn’t exactly a bad thing. But it wasn’t a good thing either. Jasmine was hoping that Antonio would be the type of guy who wanted to settle down for more than one night. Multiple dates. A place in her heart for him, and vice versa.
    “Have you ever been to Tina’s Five Star Experience before?”
    “Only once,” Jasmine said. It had been for her father’s birthday. They did not go frequently because of the price—her parents were misers. Too cheap to even enjoy their money. “It’s a really nice place, and I like the fact that they have a casual bar in addition to a dress-up option.”
    “Yeah,” Antonio said, “the suit and tie section is kind of intimidating, but it’s the type of place I like to go when I have nothing better to do and lots of money to burn.”
    Jasmine laughed. It sounded like not only had he handled lots of wealth before, but he knew what it was like to be wealthy. She had never met a guy on her level. Never hung out around a man who wouldn’t be attracted to her simply because she had lots of dollar bills. Jasmine bit her lip. Antonio was raking his fingers through his hair, pulling down the vanity mirror to glance at himself. She wanted to fuck him right then and there, stop the car, get on out, and make something happen.
    “I think will have a good time,” Jasmine said.
    When they got to Tina’s Five Star Experience, there was a long winding road curving against the highway. Jasmine quickly turned off and into her exit, swerving down the road, getting right into the parking lot, stopping in a nice slot near the doorway. The crowd tonight was…thin. There weren’t many people at Tina’s Five Star Experience at all.
    That was good, considering Jasmine hated the crowds. Sometimes, there were way too many at the front, at the back—how, the lines could stretch on and on and on into the darkness on the weekends.
    Jasmine would have plenty of eye candy time with Antonio in front of her. And without too much noise. Her pussy was getting wet, and she couldn’t wait to ravish him. Better yet, she wanted to have him right against her pussy, his tongue digging deep into her—
    “So,” Antonio said, interrupting her thoughts. “What do you want to go and eat?”
    Tina’s Five Star Experience had various parts to the complex. At the back, there was a cool jazz bar. And at the front, there were plenty of plants, as if they were somewhere in the Philippine jungle. Exotic luscious flowers, spilling from hanging chandeliers, filled with green and yellow petals. On the left-hand side, there was a nature trail, leading down into her bike path. On the right-hand side, you could see the cityscape of Scottsdale, the eternal and dry midnight desert.
    “I’m really up for anything,” Jasmine said.
    Really, I’m up for anything. I can’t wait for him to, oh, God!
    Jasmine couldn’t help herself. She was just so horny and wanting for sex. But at the same time, she really wanted to get to know this guy. It was hard being such a young beauty. It was hard being a woman who was trapped by propriety as well as her animalistic desires. What was a woman supposed to do when she had ideas…
    “How about we try out the bar first?” Antonio said. He put his hands in his pockets, and Jasmine ran her eyes up and down the length of his forearms. They were muscular, and they bulged no matter how he flexed them. She managed glimpse the inside of his shirt.
    I’m so wet, Jasmine thought.
    Sitting down by the barstools, Jasmine