Scandal: Crossing Boundaries (Scandal Series #1 INTERRACIAL ROMANCE) Read Online Free PDF Page B

on the cheek. "That was wrong of me to react the way I did. I was just upset that you had quit your job without telling me." He paused, his expression becoming angry. "What that nigga did was inexcusable. I need to go up there and beat the nigga's ass, but it's alright. When we got time, we'll see about filing a lawsuit."
    Filled with appreciation, Keisha felt warmth flow through her stomach. Now this is how Davonte should have acted in the first place, standing up for his woman and recognizing when a wrong had been committed.
    They lay in silence for several minutes before Davonte said, "Keisha."
    "Hmm?"
    "Can you suck my dick before we knock out?"
    So this is why this nigga is acting all sweet!
    It took a moment for her to push the anger away and not instantly start cursing her man out. Remembering the cum stains and her promise to try to get their intimacy back on track, she knew she should try to be reasonable with his request.
    After a moment she replied, "Okay."
    Davonte smiled, placing his muscled arms back behind his head against the headboard, getting mighty comfortable.
    Wait a minute? I'm the one who is nervous. Shouldn't this nigga be the one giving me head?
    The thought gave her brief pause. The truth was, she was so nerve-wracked about her new job, that she could not get in the mood to be pleasured. There were a lot of what ifs going through her head at that moment.
    She worried about being treated like a social outcast, mistreated based on her race. She worried that Demarion might call up the school and tell vicious lies about her, getting her fired before she could get her first paycheck. And lastly, she worried about how quitting her job may end up hurting her career.
    Throwing the covers down below Davonte's legs, Keisha started with tenderly kissing her husband on the neck, eliciting soft groans from his full lips. Then she slowly worked her way down to his hairless chest, licking and teasing, massaging his inner thigh at the same time.
    As she made her way down her husband's abs, she could feel his big, hard dick pressing against her breasts. She watched as Davonte closed his eyes, his body shivering with anticipation when her head became leveled with the impressive tent straining against the silk underwear.
    With delicate care, Keisha pulled his throbbing cock out of the slit of the boxers, followed by his large ball sack. Immediately when she saw it, she felt nausea hit her stomach.
    Davonte cracked open one eye, peering down at her suspiciously. "What's wrong baby?"
    Quickly shaking her head, Keisha lied, "Nothing baby, just relax."
    She gripped the base of his shaft, watching his swollen head swell from the pressure. Davonte had a big, juicy dick. When they first got together it had never failed to turn her on. But lately, just looking at it made her sick.
    For some reason, as she aged and grew more mature, sucking dick started to feel like a chore that was beneath her dignity. She tried very hard to not let her distaste for it show whenever he asked for it, but it was becoming difficult to keep up the charade.
    I got to get into it , she told herself. The nigga knows I'm hatin it half the time.
    As she bent forward to wrap her lips around his head, she noticed that his balls were clean shaven. The last time she remembered they had been hairier than a motha fucka. It struck her as a bit odd, but she knew he was forever scratching at his balls, so maybe this was just his way of getting relief.
    She wrapped her lips around his swollen head, filling the room with a succulent slurping sound.
    Davonte groaned with pleasure. "There you go gurl. Slurp that dick."
    Moving her hand up his shaft, she pulled back and rolled her tongue along his swollen head, hitting the sensitive spots while stroking his fat dick. She continued this for a minute, shying away from putting her mouth back around his throbbing pole.
    But Davonte knew she was cock dodging. "Come on Keisha," he groaned. "Stop playin and take that big