Her Superhero Lover: A BWWM BBW Billionaire Superhero Romance (5 page)

Grady actually blushed a bit at her words, and she felt herself grow
warm on the inside in a different way than just embarrassment. Grady
had turned from just handsome to real, and very sexy. "What
events did you do?" he asked, turning the attention back to her.
"I have to admit I didn't pay attention to the other events too
much. I was kind of overly focused back then on just jumping."

"I ran the four hundred mostly, although I also dabbled at the
four hundred hurdles. But I rarely got into the dual meets, there
were so many others in school who were faster than I was. I mean, one
of those girls has a chance for the next Olympic squad. But it was
fun, and I enjoyed it. It also got me into different kinds of music,
since I trained so much with headphones in."

By the time the check came, Renee was surprised at how quickly the
time had gone. They'd spent two hours in the restaurant, enjoying the
entire time. She didn't want the evening to end. She was happy when
Grady didn't want to either. "With all of that food, would you
like to take a walk?" he asked, looking at the purple orange
sunset. "There's a nice park nearby, we could walk over there."

"Sure," she said, looking down. "These sandals will
do fine on the beach."

Grady drove them the short half mile over to a parking lot, getting
out and leading her along the beach. The sand was still warm from the
afternoon sun, and she was happy when Grady reached over and took her
hand. They walked quietly for about a minute, before Grady cleared
his throat. "Ah, I've had a really great time tonight."

"Me too," Renee replied. "You know, I was kind of
surprised. I mean, it's been a while since I've had a date."

"Me too. Uh, I know we kind of touched on it the other night,
but it's not a problem being who I am, right?" Grady asked,
stopping and taking both her hands.

"You don't have a problem with who I am, right?" Renee
asked, letting go of his hands and placing hers on his shoulders.
"Not too many rich white guys are into seeing working class
black girls."

"Not a problem for me," Grady replied, his hands falling
to her waist. Their kiss came naturally next, and Grady leaned down
just enough so that his lips brushed against hers. She stood on her
tiptoes for their kiss, which lasted until her calves started to
cramp, and she let herself down. Grady grinned and looked around.
"I've got an idea."

He led her over to a small pile of sand just inside the high tide
line, that looked like it could have been the leftovers of a child's
sandcastle. Leading her on top of the pile, he stood at the base,
bringing their heads closer together. "No wonder you got your
PhD at such a young age," she quipped, bring her arms back
around his neck. "Now, let's see if the second kiss is better
than the first."

"Why thank you," he said, pulling her in close. His lips
were sensuous and full, and she felt her mouth open naturally as
their tongue reached out, questing towards each other. His hands
reached around to pull her in tighter, his firm muscles hard and
arousing through his shirt. Reaching down he cupped her cheeks
through her shorts, and both of them moaned. His cock was a hard lump
against her thigh in his chinos, and she knew what they both wanted.

When their kiss broke, it felt natural as he looked at her with his
bright blue eyes, smiling at her. "Would you join me at my place
for a nightcap?" he asked, still polite even as their bodies
came into closer, sensual contact. "I hope you will."

"I'd love to," she said, knowing she wanted even more. She
looked into his eyes, and she knew he wanted the same thing. Taking
her hand again, they walked further along the beach, just enjoying
the comfortable contact. With both of them knowing what was coming
next, every step, every hearing of a gull cry or the crash of a wave
became a soft lead in to their foreplay, building the anticipation of
what was to come.

Reaching the end of the beach, they turned around and went back,
neither of them talking much. There was no need. Every once in a
while they'd look over at one another and smile, their eyes
communicating more than words ever could. She could see in his eyes
not only his desire for her, but his total acceptance of who she was,
and his interest in her. When they reached the Jeep, again he held
the door for her, kissing her hand like a old fashioned courtier
before closing the door. Coming around to the driver's seat, he
smiled once more before turning the key and starting up the engine.

Renee was impressed by his house in Imperial Beach. A salmon pink,
it had the funky surfer vibe she had expected of the area, without
being pretentious. It was huge for the area, and she suspected that
years ago it had been a beach side small hotel, but Grady had turned
it into a beautiful home. He took her inside and to the back, which
looked out onto the ocean itself. "Is the beach private?"
she asked as she sat down in the chair he offered, watching the waves
crash in the moonlight. The patio held a decent sized table, that
Renee thought was probably meant for outdoor eating, and four sturdy
wooden chairs in addition to the two wooden lounge chairs they were
using.

"Supposedly, but since I'm not on the cliffs nobody really pays
attention to the signs. I don't really care as long as everyone
respects the house itself. Thankfully, that hasn't been a problem. I
don't want to have to move up onto the cliffs. I like being here
where I can enjoy the ocean better."

Renee nodded, their conversation falling off for a moment while he
went inside. He came out with two tumblers of Scotch, both blended
with soda water. "If you'd like wine I can do that too."

"No, wine is not one of my favorites," she said, taking
the glass. "But I'm not too big into alcohol anyway."

Grady chuckled and took her glass back, set both tumblers aside.
"Good, me neither. In fact, I'm more interested in this."

Reaching out, he took her hand and pulled her to her feet, lifting
her in his arms like she weighed barely anything before kissing her.
Their kiss was stronger, more passionate, and she could feel her
already warm arousal flare up brighter than ever. He slipped a hand
under her butt to keep her up while his right hand came around to cup
her breast through her shirt. Renee gasped as his palm brushed over
her nipple through her shirt and bra, and she felt the world spin. "I
want to take you to bed," Grady whispered in her ear, nibbling
on her sensitive lobe in between the words. "Yes?"

"No," Renee sighed, pushing him back. She saw his
disappointment, until she hopped up on the table, spreading her legs
and pulling him back into her. "I can't wait that long. Here."

His disappointment evaporated, and Grady was on her in an instant,
kissing and stroking her body. The close heat of their bodies
touching soon left both of them desperate for more, and Grady pulled
back, tearing at his shirt. Buttons popped in the moonlight, flying
everywhere to clatter on the concrete. Renee was treated to the sight
of one of the most impressively muscled bodies she'd ever seen. It
wasn't just that he was obviously strong, but his muscles were
defined and shaped. He had the body of Apollo, or one of the other
Greek gods. Leaning in, she kissed his chest, licking down over the
slightly salty tang of his skin to gently bite at his nipples. Grady
inhaled sharply, then groaned in lust. "Now my turn."

Pushing her back onto the table top, Grady took his time unbuttoning
her shirt, treating the cotton like it was the finest silk. Laying
the two halves to the sides, Renee felt exposed and self conscious,
knowing there was a small muffin top sticking out over the waistband
of her shorts. Grady's eyes answered her fears however, and he
reached forward, unhooking the front clasp of her bra and exposing
her breasts. Lifting her hips he continued to strip her, peeling her
shorts down while his lips brushed over the skin of her thighs before
kissing her toes as he took off her sandals. Her panties came next,
and she shrugged out of her unfastened tops, leaving her totally nude
in the pale moonlight. "You are so beautiful," he
whispered, trailing a hand over her body to cup her face. His eyes
almost glowed in the semi-darkness as he pulled her up into another
kiss, nipping at her neck until she was clawing at the skin of his
back in want and need. "I need you tonight."

"I'm yours tonight," she moaned, pushing him back with her
hand. She smiled at him, and looked down at his pants. "But
those are in the way."

Grady looked down and chuckled, reaching for his belt before she
pushed his hands away. "Let me."

Deftly undoing the buckle on his belt, Renee massaged the thick
bulge of his cock through his chinos, smiling in anticipation. "Hmmm,
what do we have here?" she teased as she undid the button, and
slowly slid the zipper down. She was shocked as it looked like his
cock grew even larger when she pushed his chinos down, leaving his
boxers straining almost obscenely. "That's big."

"You make it that way,"
Grady replied, his voice quavering in barely held control. She hooked
his waistband and pushed them down, letting his cock flop out. It was
breathtaking, and a little bit frightening, she thought. Perfectly
shaped, it was big, bigger than anything she'd had before.
He's
a rich PhD with the body of a goddamn porn star
,
she thought, reaching out and barely wrapping her fingers around the
thick shaft.
Why the fuck is he interested in me?

Lightly stroking her fingers
up and down his shaft, she felt fresh wetness flood her pussy.
Pulling him in tighter, they kissed again, his warm skin supple and
silky against hers. His leg pressed between her knees and she parted
them, wanting to feel more. He pushed her back until she was on her
elbows, looking down her body as he rained kisses over her shoulders
and down between her breasts. He looked up at her and grinned.
"You're delicious."

Grady kissed over to her left breast, their eyes locked as he
reached out with his tongue, tasting her flesh with broad, rough
strokes. She'd never felt a tongue like his before, and she could
only compare it to a cat's tongue on her skin. He circled, licking
and sucking before capturing her nipple while his fingers
simultaneously made first contact with the hot aching skin of her
labia. He dipped his finger between her soaked lips as he sucked,
causing Renee to throw her head back at the intensity of the pleasure
that rippled through her body. Unconsciously she lifted her knees,
needing and wanting more of him inside her.

She was torn inside, as her mind wrestled with her desire to watch
Grady as he used his fingers and mouth to bring her untold ecstasy,
and the desire to grab his head and pull him in deeper. He teased her
all the more by kissing over and licking her other nipple, flicking
his tongue over it repeatedly until stars swam in her vision. His
graceful yet powerful fingers continued to stroke her labia until the
wetness dripped down and onto the table. She had never been more
aroused in her life, and he hadn't penetrated her at all yet. "Please
Grady, I can't take much more. I need you inside me."

"I'll go slow then," he said, pulling back and sliding her
to the edge of the table. From that position he was at a perfect
height, his cock aligning with her aroused entrance. He stroked his
tip up and down her wet slit a few times, coating himself with her
juices before pushing inside. He paused just inside, letting both of
them adjust. "Sorry, but it's been a while for me."

"Me too," she whispered, her eyes slitting at the
wonderful feeling. "Like you said, go slow."

Grady nodded, holding his breath and pushed in a bit more. He was
amazingly thick, and even with just a bit over an inch in her Renee
felt stretched wide. Grady paused just before it caused her pain,
pulling back and thrusting forward slightly, stretching her
lusciously open, working his way in with tiny, almost imperceptible
advances with every stroke. By the time his hips settled against her,
Renee felt like she was already halfway to coming, and could only
stare at his amazingly masculine torso glistened with sweat in the
moonlight. "You....." she said, her words leaving her. She
didn't think the words existed to describe how amazing she felt, and
how aroused just seeing him inside her made her feel. Finally, she
just closed her eyes and leaned back. "Yes."

"Yes," Grady repeated, putting his hands on her waist,
holding her still. He pulled back, until just the tip of his cock was
inside her. He paused, his eyes filled with hidden emotion that he
couldn't voice. She wanted to ask him what he wanted to say, but
before she could he drove his cock into her, driving all thoughts out
of her mind. He fell into a strong, powerful rhythm, his cock
stretching her over and over, every nerve in her pussy igniting with
fiery pleasure. She squeezed him as much as she could, her voice
unable to do anything other than cry out from the depths of her soul.

Grady's groans matched her own as his hips sped up, driving himself
into her faster and faster. Their hips slapped together sharply,
matching the harsh breath tearing through their chests, and the trip
hammer heart beat inside. Renee's fingers dug into the table, gouging
the soft pine as her muscles clenched, and in a heartbeat she felt
the brittle snap of her nerves, and her orgasm smashed into her. The
explosion raced out from her pussy and her back arched, her head
thrown back and her voice tore out of her throat. She wrapped her
legs around his waist, pulling him in as tight as she could,
desperate for him as her voice found one word. "Gradyyyyy...."

Grady's breath hitched, and he buried his cock deep within her with
one last stroke. His fingers tightened on her waist and he growled
deep in his throat, his neck corded and his eyes rolled back as his
own climax took over. His cock shot deep within her, his warm cum
filling her body as he clenched, his face a rictus of pleasure and
intensity. The sensation drove her higher, until her vision failed
her, and she sagged into the table, utterly exhausted.