Pleasure for Aisha
A BWWM Erotic Tale
Hey Sugars,
I’m writing more of my erotic tales over on Amazon. This one combines the two stories I’ve posted here, tying them together into a short, hot little read. Check it out, especially if you have Kindle Unlimited. Kendra Black is lil’ ol me. I have lots of disguises, but they are always sexy.
Happy New Year, Sugars.
XOXO,
Scarlett
P.S. This Kindle book is largely made up of stories posted here on Medium. I’m writing more original content every day, so stay tuned for what’s to come in 2020.
When Aisha opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her new lover, Evan, sleeping next to her. He laid on his belly with his handsome face turned toward hers. With his arms clutching his pillow, the muscles of his shoulders and back looked sexy as hell.
She met Evan through an old friend, who told Aisha it was high time that she get back in the saddle. Six months ago she’d broken up with Michael, her boyfriend of 3 years. Michael was perfect for her — on paper. Black, successful, gorgeous…but in the end, he didn’t really see Aisha for the full woman that she was. In fact, he was so into himself that when they had sex, she often wondered if he forgot she was there. It became The Michael Show.
But Evan…Evan made her feel like no one had ever made her feel before. He was her first white lover. She wasn’t sure if that had anything to do with why their chemistry was so sizzling, but whatever the case she knew she liked him. A lot.
Aisha didn’t like seeming easy, but by the third date she was ready to explode if she didn’t feel Evan inside of her.
After their third date, they ended up back at Evan’s penthouse — thank God. He offered her a seat on his modern, leather sofa and went to open a bottle of wine. While she waited for his return, Aisha took in the atmosphere of the apartment. Every detail said “Evan,” and she could feel his sexual energy coursing through the place. She tried to relax, but she was wet with anticipation…
