The Accidental Diva
By Tia Williams
A Public Display of Desire
With her demanding career as a beauty editor for a major women’s magazine, super-successful African American woman, Billie Burke, hasn’t had the time for dating.
But after five years of flying solo, she’s finally ready for love…or at least lust. So when she goes to an improve performance with a group of friends and meets sexy, smart, up and coming rapper, Jay Lane, it’s all she can do to keep from ripping off his clothes.
Despite their mutual attraction, they manage to curb their carnal impulses and agree to meet the next day at Billie’s favorite bookstore. As soon as Billie lays eyes on Jay again, her libido kicks into high gear, and she realizes she’s not going to be able to hold back her lustful urges any longer…
Between the Shelves
It was on Saturday and a bright, gorgeous day in the West Village of Manhattan. Billie hurried down Christopher Street, late for her date with Jay. She still didn't know him very well and had no idea whether or not he was reliable. Hopefully, he wouldn't forget their date - it would be a waste of a killer outfit.
Billie looked hot, if she did say so herself. After much deliberation, she decided on her "accidentally sexy" look. She wore a flirty yellow minidress, a little jean jacket, and cowboy boots.
When Billie strode into the shop, the place was pretty much empty. She quickly scanned the room and spotted Jay in the entertainment section. He'd shown! She sneaked up behind him and tapped "Pretty well," he said, his eyes giving her a not-so-subtle once-over. "Yellow is a great color on you."
"Thanks." Billie smiled, already feeling flushed just standing next to him. She wondered how she was going to keep her hands off him.
Jay raised an eyebrow at her. "So, why is this your favorite bookstore?"
"Well, I love old bookstores. And I'm obsessed with biographies, especially about divas."
"Who do you consider a diva?" he asked.
Billie thought carefully about her answer. "Hmmm. A woman with a lust for life, who has epic love affairs, a glittery career. A woman with, well, balls."
"So, what's your favorite biography?"
"Oh, Elizabeth Taylor. She was beautiful. She had great loves, ruined marriages, won Oscars. All of her husbands went broke buying her the world's most expensive jewelry. How do you get eight men in a row to do that?" She grabbed one of Elizabeth Taylor's biographies from the shelves. "Look at this woman, she's flawless!" The cover showed the icon with a huge bouffant hairdo and major cleavage.
"I find it hard to believe that you don't know how to make a man do whatever you want." He grinned.
"I have my little tricks," Billie replied with a coy smile.
"So what do you want right now?"
Billie took a deep breath. His scent kept distracting her. She wasn't sure if she should admit that all she wanted was to take him right then and there. One last time, she tried to force herself to hold back, but it was no use. It had been so long since she'd been with a man - so long since she'd let down her guard.
"I have to have you," she blurted, staring at his biceps. "Now."
"I'm all yours," he told her in a deep, darling tone of voice.
Billie impulsively grabbed his muscular arm and playfully bit it.
"Damn!" Jay said, as the salesgirl looked at them curiously from behind the register.
"Oh, I hope I didn't hurt you." Billie smiled, her heart racing. She normally wasn't so forward, but for some reason, she lost all control around this guy.
Thankfully, he didn't seem to mind. Jay shook his head and grabbed her hand. He led her down an aisle to a corner of the store. "You're driving me crazy," he whispered then put his hands on both sides of her face and kissed her. His kiss was slow and deliberate. He sucked her tongue, tasting it, then bit her bottom lip. Swept up in the heat of the moment and losing all rationale, Billie grabbed the back of his shirt, wrapped one leg around him, and began to grind her hips against him. Her head fell back, and Jay trailed kisses up her neck before whispering in her ear, "Let's leave before they kick us out."
In the Backseat
Inside the cab, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Before she knew what she was doing, Billie had slipped off her jean jacket and was letting Jay run his hand over the thin fabric covering her breasts. He kissed her nipples through the dress and slowly moved his other hand up her thighs. Billie let out a moan and the mortified cab driver almost ran through a red light. He began yelling at them in broken English, but they were so consumed by lust that they didn't care.
Billie pushed up Jay's shirt and caressed his sculpted chest. Unzipping his jeans, she found him, rock-hard and huge. Her knees went weak and she slid down onto the floor of the cab.
Jay groaned as Billie took him in her mouth. He leaned back, enjoying the wet pressure of her tongue. Billie teased him with long, tantalizing licks, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Just when he was on the brink, the cab came to a halt in front of Billie's building. She quickly slid back up on the seat and put her jean jacket on again, while Jay collected himself and zipped his pants. He paid the sweating cab driver, and they hurried inside her apartment. "Time to take this inside," Jay murmured to Billie.
Between the Sheets
With their lips still locked, Billie somehow managed to find her keys and open her apartment door. They stumbled onto the couch, passionately tearing off each other's clothes as they went. Jay laid down on top of her, covering her soft, curvy body with his strong, lean one. He slipped his hand between her thighs and felt her grow wet beneath his fingers.
He ran his tongue along her body and flicked it inside of her. She uttered a low groan. Boldly she grabbed his face and pushed him into her most sensitive spots. Jay continued to run his tongue against her until Billie couldn't stand it anymore. "Take me now, Jay," she panted desperately.
Jay pressed his chest against her heaving breasts. Billie gasped as he slid just the top of himself into her. Then, he sunk in deeper and deeper until her body ached with anticipation.
"How much do you want?" he asked her.
"Everything. All of it," she begged.
"Yes, yes!" she squirmed beneath him.
Jay lifted Billie's legs back toward her shoulders and plunged into her as far as he could. He thrust against her, slowly at first, than faster and faster. Billie arched her body against his, crying out as she neared climax. Jay kept going until she let go - and then seconds later, he did too.
Afterwards, they lay on the couch, sweaty and breathless. Jay turned to Billie, tilted her chin up, and kissed her softly. She lightly stroked his arm and began to smile. Who knew a date in a bookstore could lead to such a steamy afternoon?
Adapted from THE ACCIDENTAL DIVA by Tia Williams by arrangement with G.P. Putnam's Sons, a member of Penguin Group (USA), Inc. Copyright (c) 2004 by Tia Williams. Now available in paperback.