Dog Days (BWWM/Interracial MMA Erotic Romance Urban Novella) (7 page)

This sounded like the easiest job she had ever assigned to me. “I’d be happy to work for you over the weekend, Adele!”

I could swear I saw Adele blush when she spoke. “It’s not for me. It’s for my husband.”

“Your husband? You mean Jason?”

My boss struggled to find the right words. “My husband… he’s always wanted to be with a black woman.”

“I-I don’t follow,” I replied, completely losing the plot. I didn’t know what being a black woman had to do with anything, especially for their anniversary. “What do you mean by ‘be with a black woman,’ Adele?”

“He wants to have sex with you,” she continued, regaining her composure. “We’ve experimented many times before with other people. However, this came up after he met you. During out anniversary, I want you to have sex with him.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Y-your husband wants to have sex with me?”

Beat Down (BWWM/Interracial Erotic Romance Novella)

“Ben Attell?” Tom replied. “Everyone is always asking about him. He used to be a small time fighter that was going to go big time in the UFC.”

“So what happened? Why is he still here and not some big shot on television?”

“Don’t know,” he admitted sheepishly. “Apparently, he ran afoul of The Purity and had to call it quits. We like to respect Ben’s privacy so we don’t ask too personal questions.”

I raised an eyebrow. “The Purity?”

“Right, you’re new around town,” Tom said with a sigh. “The Purity is a hate group from around here. I guess you can tell what type of people those sons of bitches hate.”

The apartment felt less and less like a steal. “Just my luck…”

“Their bastards spread here like the plague. This white supremacy group deals in everything from drugs to racketeering. You can tell who they are from their tattoos. Not someone you want to get on the bad side of. A week ago, they beat a black man into a coma just for looking at them.”

That sounded so appalling. “Well… at least the people working here seem nice.”

“Just stay safe out there, Barb. I know you live in a part of town where a patrol car is as rare as a unicorn. Don’t be afraid to ask one of us for a ride home. The Purity likes to walk the streets and target people in broad daylight just to show everybody they can.”

That sounded eerily similar to the people who had attacked me earlier. “T-Thanks for the offer. So what did they do to Ben?”

“Nobody knows the details but Ben got on the bad side of one of the Purity’s leaders,” Tom continued. “He was supposed to be signed on for the big MMA promotional leagues but the Purity used their influence to torpedo the deal. Shame too since he was undefeated around the local circuit with almost all of the wins coming from knockouts. That kid’s a damn good fighter and a good man at heart.”

That didn’t sound like the pushy bouncer I knew. “Really?”

“I know he can be gruff at times but he cares about this place and the staff,” Tom replied. “We helped him get through his mother’s death and he’s been thankful for us ever since. It’s still too bad the kid couldn’t leave this place with the gifts he has. I would’ve loved to see him fight on the big screen at some Pay-Per-View MMA event. I guess if we’re lucky enough, we’ll see him bash some drunken heads one day.”

The revelation softened my opinion of Ben. Perhaps I was too rash in judging him over our brief time together. “That would be entertaining.”

With the light beer in hand, I returned to the table that had placed the order. They were a pair of two men who had been sitting at this table for hours before placing an order. I didn’t get a good look at their faces because one of them wore a hood and the other wore a baseball cap. “There you go. Tell me if you need anything else.”

They didn’t answer me. I was about to turn and help some other tables when I heard them whisper to each other. “That’s her. She’s the one shoved him against the car.”

That’s when I notice tattoos of skulls and various numbers under their sleeves. One of them spoke to me in a commanding voice. “You stay here if you want this to be quick and painless.”

I walked backwards away from them in terror. I saw a dozen men standing up from their tables and approaching me. As they encircled me, I immediately knew that they were members of the Purity. I looked to Tom who saw that I was in trouble. He gestured to someone in the distance.

I got a better look at one of the men. It was the one I had accidently smashed into a car. His was face was bandaged but I could see the pure malice in his eyes. He was here for revenge.

He was here to kill me.

The man lunged at me and grabbed my shoulder. He hadn’t recovered from his injuries as I easily slipped through his hands and fell backwards. I screamed as my head hit the side of a pillar. Pain shot through my head as I started to see double. That’s when people noticed all the commotion and began panicking and yelling. With my vision blurring, I saw the man pull out a knife from his pocket. I feared that my life was over there and then.

Soon, I saw a burst of grey sweep in front of me. Before I knew it, one of my attackers had fallen to the floor with an expression of abject pain on his face. A towering man stood before as a living barrier before my assailants.

It was Ben.

One after another, the two men attacked Ben in unison. However, the bouncer easily dodged their ineffectual punches and counter by elbowing one in the stomach and delivering a kick to the leg of the other. With casual ease, he threw both of them to the side. They landed with loud thud next to a table before whimpering in agony.

Another man attacked Ben but his attacks were easily deflected. The bouncer grabbed the man’s wrist and put his leg behind his attacker. With one fluid sweeping motion, he sent the man crashing head first onto the floor. Another swift punch was all it took for Ben to knock him out for good.

That was all it took for the rest of the men to scatter. However, the bandaged man remained behind to stare at us. He lifted his fists up and began to engage Ben. I could sense there was some history between these two men. Brandishing a knife, the bandaged man had the advantage against the unarmed bouncer.

After the Party (BWWM/Interracial Erotic Romance Novelette)

When he uncovered my eyes, I gasped in shock.

There was a small table with lit candlestick on it. A brand new bottle of wine stood next to it. There were two plates near a gourmet cheese wheel that just begged to be cut and eaten.

I raised an eyebrow at the romantic setup. “You had this with you all this time?”

Frank shrugged. “I have to keep some things on hand in case we have an important client stop by. You like it?”

It was certainly a nice way to end the New Year. “I love it. Where’d you keep the table?”

“I borrowed it from the break room. I’m sure we’ll make better use of it.”

The lawyer turned on a nearby television which showed the ball drop. It was more for the audio than the actual visuals. We drank sweet wine and ate mellow cheese as if we were some couple vacationing in Paris. It felt straight out of some cheesy romance movie on Netflix.

Soon, it became time to begin the New Year. Standing up from the table, we began to countdown in unison.

“Five.”

“Four.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

Frank leaned and whispered into my ear. “Happy New Year, Jean.”

With that, we kissed. I didn’t know who initiated it but I don’t think either of us wanted to end it anytime soon. I felt he did it because he wanted to give me a New Year’s kiss. I did it because I was falling in love with him.

Flight or Fight (BWWM/Interracial Erotic Romance)

The earrings were so beautiful. I hastily cleaned the condensation off a mirror to see how I looked. I loved to look at myself try on something new and see Jake smiling over my shoulder. I’d like to say I was not a vain woman but, dammit, I loved a nice piece of jewelry.

That’s when I turned to embrace Jake. I missed him so damn much. While his breath was still, I heard his heart thunder against my ear. I felt his arms wrap around me and complete our embrace. I didn’t know how much time we had left but I would make the most of it.

We had to take the next step.

Jake picked me up into his arms before taking me out of the bathroom. He headed towards the bed and gently placed me on it. I felt as light as a doll in his strong arms. The foreplay session was over as he took charge.

The linen bed sheets felt soft as much as his skin felt hard. The pillows had a soft, satiny feel to them. Thankfully, the bed didn’t seem to creak from our movements. Hopefully, we wouldn’t be overheard.