To Hold and to Heal (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read Free Page A

and gave her the thumbs up. She turned back to Al and threw her middle finger up at the laughing girl behind her. “You’re leaving tomorrow right?”
                  He nodded. “You don’t have to go home with me. I mean, if you want to of course, but you seemed. . .” she stopped him, pressing her lips against his half opened mouth. His left hand caressed the side of her face before dropping to her lower back and pulling her closer.
                  The kiss was feverish. The press of his body was urgent against her. His chest was a wall against her breasts, the hand on her steady, and still. The questioning from earlier was gone, it was clear what he wanted, what his need was. Nice responded in kind letting her fingers find their way into his hair, surprised at its softness.
                  He ended the kiss, letting it taper off into soft pecks. His forehead leaned against hers, his breathing deep. His hand left her back and went back to her face. His thumb traced her bottom lip. She licked the tip of it as it passed and felt him shudder against her. His mouth was covered in lipstick stains.
                  A car honked twice behind them. She turned just in time to see Peggy driving off. “Figures. . .” she mumbled to herself.
                  Al shot her a questioning look. Nice shrugged. “She didn’t want to give me time to change my mind.”
                  He pushed her back gently with both hands. “Ann,” he said, as if the name was foreign. “We don’t have to do this. We don’t have to do anything. I can take you straight home.”
                  Nice smiled up at him. His expression was earnest. “I know, but I want to.”
                  He nodded and walked her to his car. She laughed.
                  “What?” he asked, opening the door for her.
                  “An Audi? Really? You’ve got a bum leg and drive an Audi? Compensating much?” As soon as the words left her mouth she regretted them.
                  He laughed back. “It’s a rental. I’m only in town one night so I figured, why not have a little fun?”
                  She slid into the leather seat and he closed the door behind her. That’s right, this is just a little fun, she thought to herself. Why not have some fun for a change, Nice?
                  He slid into the driver’s side seemingly having no trouble with the leg or the cane. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” Nice stumbled out. “I’m a little nervous. I never do this kind of thing.”
                  He ran his finger tips over her thigh. “It’s alright. I never do this either.”
                  A blast of warm air hit her when he started the car which quickly cooled as the A/C kicked on. The drive to the hotel didn’t take long. They didn’t speak. For all the money he spent renting the car, she noticed he sure was frugal about the room. It was a rundown motel, an off brand Day’s Inn.
                  Almost reading her mind he said, “Yeah I didn’t much care where I slept. Just so long as it was clean. I wasn’t expecting company.”
                  He parked the car and got out. Before he could walk around the car, Nice opened her own door and slid out, pulling her dress down to cover herself. She shut the door behind herself and he took her hand and led her to his room.
                  The room itself was clean, if bare. Just a bed, small desk, and TV. The bathroom was off to the side providing the only light in the small space. The A/C was blasting, making it chilly. She took her heels off, dropping down about three inches. The door clicked closed and she felt his body against her. His arms wrapped around her belly, while he traced the curve of her neck with his lips. 
                  Her sex tingled and