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Stacey Allure worked in journalism in both TV and print before finding her true calling: a master wordsmith, crafting tales of romantic and erotic encounters. While much of her work stars African Americans and interracial couples, she has a wide variety of interests and hopes to entertain readers of all kinds.
Stacey has a degree in journalism and has traveled the world, from the Americas to Asia. She's written books, given interviews, and has worked in the corporate space as well, meeting friends wherever she goes.
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Oh lord, what am I doing?
There was a little tiny voice inside Myra’s head that was protesting as her lips sucked on Reggie’s own bottom lip, her hands draped over his shoulders as his own hands slid over her back and down to her booty.
Training had ended a few hours early, as the instructor told them it might. Reggie had asked Myra if she wanted to spend the free afternoon with him for coffee, and their time together had gone by so smoothly and the attraction was so undeniable that it was no time at all that they slipped over to his apartment nearby, and they were all over each other almost as soon as the door closed behind them.
Girl, you ain’t right for this, you just met this man.
Reggie unbuttoned and slid off Myra’s shirt, and as she moved her hands back to undo her bra, he took the time to unbutton his own shirt and slip it off, his physique revealed as the shirt fell to the floor, his skin smooth and dark, his muscles defined, and his body all-around lovely.
Myra removed her bra and she was topless as well, the feeling of exposure in her breasts lasting only briefly as their bodies pressed against each other, their smooth, bare torsos sliding against each other in a manner that only made her more excited, and she tilted her head back as Reggie kissed—shit, more like sucked—her neck.
Myra, are you outside your damn mind?
Reggie’s face lowered from her neck to her chest, his lips making their way to her right breast along with his left hand, his right hand moving up to softly touch her left breast. Reggie’s tongue emerged from his lips and grazed her nipple, and she felt the wet tender muscle slide across the sensitive apex of her breast.
Myra’s breath started getting heavier as she let the enjoyment overcome her.
Reggie’s hands moved to her skirt, and her own hands moved along with his to pull her skirt down to the floor, and she was then only clad in her panties and her heels.
They made their way to the bed somehow--she was hardly conscious of their location in the apartment—and as she lay down Reggie slid her panties off, her entire body now lay exposed to him.