Escape to Paris With Love

by Lee, Brenda Stokes

  “I said five okay!”

  “I heard you! Five days, five months... What?”

  Prissy swung her face around to face him. Who the fuck was he to question her after he fucked everybody in LA and practically married his precious Mye Queen. Suddenly adrenaline kicked in and she was no longer afraid. “Five years.”

  “I fucking know she didn't just say five fucking years!” Teddy shook his head looked away and mumbled to himself.

  “You heard what I said... I said five years! Okay! Now I answered your questions so put me the fuck down. Who the fuck do you think you are, anyway?” She snapped.

  “I'M YOUR FUCKIN MAN!” He yelled in her face causing her to recoil. “THAT'S WHO THE FUCK I AM!”

  Abruptly setting her feet on the floor Teddy spun Prissy around to face away from him. Reaching around to her front he grabbed her pussy and cupped it firmly in his hand as he snorted in her ear. “I am your fuckin man and this is my fuckin pussy! This is my fuckin clit and this is my fuckin pussy! You don't own shit! And you can't give my shit away!”

  Prissy gasped as the heel of Teddy's hand roughly cruised up and down the front of her crouch rubbing her clit through her tight jeans. His other hand quickly grabbed her right breast and squeezed it hard as if he was trying to juice it like an orange or a lemon. She panted as her body betrayed her and responded to his sensual hands.

  “And these are my big ass titties! I own them! Not you me!” He said as he shoved his hands in the waistband of her pants and grabbed a giant hand full of bare ass. “And this Miss Priss as you know so well is my damn ass!”

  Removing his hands from the back of her pants, he bent her over at the waist and kicked her legs apart. At this point Teddy was raging mad and raging hard. Squatting below her he pulled her back against his hard dick and grind against her as he rhythmically rolled his hips in a circular motion. Still giving her clit hell through the front of her pants he grabbed a breast and kneaded it like fine bread dough as he dry humped and hand fucked her right at the living room door.

  Now if you recall, Prissy had barely finished her sandwich before she came over. What you don't know is that the sex dream that Prissy was having when Austin so deliciously woke her was about Teddy. It goes without saying that Prissy was pretty much as done as a Butterball Thanksgiving turkey at three pm. Her throbbing, cherry red clit was ripe and plump for the picker and Teddy's persistent, skilled hand was making easy work of it.

  A primal groan strained from Prissy's throat begging for mercy. “Bear... Please...”

  Teddy ignored it and increased his efforts to make her squirt her cream all over her pants. He knew that she was less than a millisecond and a breath away from creaming and screaming and he was not letting her go until she did.

  Prissy was defenseless against Teddy. She had never, ever, ever been able to say no to a ride on the Teddy Bear. Her released rolled over her as quickly a Boeing jet barreling down the runway at takeoff. She was helpless to ward him off and helpless to run. Hell at this point she was helpless to even say no. She could only pray that he would stop before he pulled out his Louisville Slugger dick and fucked her right in EJ's living room.

  Unable to battle the monster of an orgasm that punched her repeatedly in her face Prissy quickly succumbed to her passion, screaming loudly into her hands like a frightened, lost little girl, abandoned in a creepy cemetery. Now by no means was the Teddy Bear immune to all of this hand play and bumping uglies. His dick had been on red alert the moment Prissy walked into the room. The same vicious monster attacked him that attacked Prissy and kicked him straight in the nut sack with a steel toed cowboy boot, seconds later. Screaming into Prissy's long coal black hair through clenched teeth he lost his personal war and released hard into his boxer briefs.

  Hugging her waist tight he clutched Prissy from behind as if he would never hold her again. She hugged his arms digging into the fabric of his expensive tailor made sports coat as she panted for breath and tried to recover.

  “Are you happy?” Teddy's sultry breath breathed as he spun her to face him.

  “What?” She managed as she melted in his eyes.

  “Does he make you happy?” Prissy tried to look away from him, but Teddy turned her face back to him. Cradling her chin delicately with his fingertips he softly asked. “Priss tell me the truth. It's okay I'm through being mad. Are you happy with him?”

  “Yes... He does. He's good for me. He's there for me, whenever I need him.” She reluctantly admitted.

  Teddy closed his eyes briefly and nodded okay as he processed what Prissy just said. “Alright. Well... I love you Priss... You know that right?”

  Prissy wiped the corners of her eyes and slowly nodded yes. “I know how you feel about me Bear. I've always known.”

  “Then you know that I won't stand in your way then. If you are happy then I am happy. Congratulations! I hope you two will have a good life together.”

  “You don't mean that, Bear.”

  “Yeah, yes I do. Priss, I'll do anything just to see you happy... Even if it means stepping aside so you can marry this guy.”

  Prissy did not respond. Her tear filled eyes searched Teddy's handsome face for the torch she knew that he would always carry for her. He had carried it since they were eleven years old. She found that it was still lit and the flame burned stronger and brighter than ever before. She burst into tears before flinging her arms around his neck and covering his mouth with a blazing kiss.

  Her tongue danced with his as he swept her in his arms with one hand around her chiseled waist and another clenching a fist full of her curly hair. They kissed for what seemed like a minute past forever. Realizing that he would never get his fill of this stunningly beautiful woman, Teddy released her.

  “Go home to him. I'm going to spend the rest of the weekend here with EJ and the girls. I want to spend some time with my nieces. I'll fly back to LA Monday morning. Alright?”

  “Okay, I'll try to slip back tonight...”

  Teddy put his index fingers to her lips to silence her. “No... No you won't. That’s not what I want from you. If you love him and you're happy then I want you to see this thing through. You can't do that if you're sneaking behind his back with me. Priss don't try to come back to my bed, because I'm not going to invite you in. That part of our relationship is over.”

  “Don't you want to be with me?” She asked confused.

  Teddy sighed deeply. “If you're asking if I want to sleep with you then the answer is yes. But Priss this isn't about that. I don't want or need any pussy. I can get pussy all day everyday where ever I go. You and I have never been strictly about dick or pussy. The on again off again relationship between Teddy and Miss Priss has always been about one thing and that’s love, unconditional love. That's why we continue to seek out each other, not for dick and certainly not for pussy, but for love. The second we no longer need that to fulfill our souls with delight then we'll be able to move on to love others. You owe it to yourself to see if you've reach that point. And I swear to God, I'm not going to stand in your way and stop you by clouding your judgment with some dick.”

  Prissy half heartily snickered. “But isn't that what you just did?”

  Teddy chuckled. “Yes! Yes it was! It was desperate and shameless and I'm not proud of it, but I'm not one hundred percent ready to let you go, you know that. But! But... I refuse to do it again. If this doesn't work out I'll welcome you back with open arms, but until then I think we should keep the sex out of our relationship. It's time we found a way to just be friends. Okay?”

  Prissy looked away and nodded yes. She knew Teddy was right. She had to give her engagement to Austin a fair chance. She knew that this was a big step for Teddy and a pivotal point in their long standing relationship. Never once had he conceded her to another man without a fucking fight. If Teddy was willing to give it a try then she would commit to doing the same.

  “Okay. Well, I guess I'll send you a save the date card when we decide on a wedding date.”<
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  “You just have to rub my nose in that stinky ass bullshit, don't you?” He chuckled.

  “Yeah, you know me. It's either pleasure or pain when it comes to you.” She giggled. “And God knows we've had our share of both.”

  Teddy laughed. “You got that right. Okay... Well send me an announcement and I'll put it on my calendar. I wouldn't miss this wedding for nothing in the world.” Kissing her gently on her forehead he excused himself. Grabbing his overnight bag he said. “Alright, well I'm going to go take a shower. I'm starting to feel a little sticky and icky.”

  Prissy bite her lip as the thought of water cascading down Teddy’s sexy, muscular body and dripping off the tip of his thick dick, consumed her. She immediately shook the image out of her head as she realized that Teddy was just taunting with her like a cat playing with a trapped mouse. “See, now you just starting shit. Why you playing games? Bear, I know what you're up to. You’re not clever. Just say what you want.”

  “Whatever... I don't know what you are talking about. I'm just stating a fact. I need a shower. Your nasty mind can read whatever it wants into what I just said. The fact is I have to take a shower and Parisa Crown, for the first time since we were fifteen, is not invited.” Teddy laughed as he stuck out his tongue and headed to the guest bedroom.

  Prissy watched with mixed, conflicting feelings as the sexy millionaire walked away from her. “God if this man doesn't go back to America soon I'm going to have to stitch my pussy lips closed to keep from fucking him.” She hissed beneath her breath before bursting into laughter. “Oh God, this is so not fair! Lord, why did you make me so crazy over this damn fool? Why Lord, why?”

  Yes, it was a rhetorical question.

  Chapter 14 Kalli

  Kalli Gentile, Armani’s press liaison stared blankly at him as he broke the news to her about his amicable break up with Charmayne. She really could not believe that it was finally over. Armani and Charmayne’s engagement had been an on again, off again catastrophe from the very first second it was announced. Kalli had flipped, turned and spun so many stories to the free press about it her head swirled around and around just thinking about it.

  Frankly, she was glad that it was finally over. Initially the romance between Armani and Charmayne was a romantic fantasy followed and reveled by every magazine in the UK and the US. The couple was featured on shows like Good Morning America, The View and countless other TV shows in France and the United States. Charmayne was a beautiful, sassy, rich African American princess in love with a handsome, charismatic real life French Prince of African descent. The press devoured it like grandma’s fresh baked apple pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

  As the years rolled on and the countless indiscretions, postponements, breakups and allegations of infidelity surfaced the world quickly grew tired of the once charismatic couple. The best Kalli could do was to pray that it was that their volatile affair stayed out of the lime light and remained in the gossip rags where it belonged. At least then, she didn’t have to defend and deflect the rumors that the engagement was a big sham and an elaborate publicity stunt to polish Armani’s less than admirable past.

  Yes, Kalli did the Happy Dance in her mind, although her face remained stoic. Over the years since Armani’s motorcycle accident the couple had grown about as compatible and close as a porcupine and a baby kitten. Kalli was sick of it and she was tired of defending the validity of their romance to the press.

  “So, basically what you are telling me is that it’s officially over. This is not just another postponement?” She asked as she watched the handsome prince fiddle with his phone.

  “Yes it’s definitely over. Charmayne Harrison and Armani Fabre′ are officially done. I’ve discovered that we have virtually nothing left in common.”

  “Not even sex?” Kalli abruptly interrupted without thinking. Armani raised an eyebrow and eyed his lovey employee. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have asked that question. It was inappropriate. Never mind don’t answer that.”

  Armani chuckled. “I had no intent upon answering it. It’s cool. I mean you’re almost family, right?”

  A dry smile slowly crept across Kalli’s lovely face before she answered. “Yeah, I guess we are almost family. I mean we still have a few hurdles to clear but, yeah we’re family.”

  “So, how’s he doing anyway? I haven’t heard much from him lately. Please tell me he’s behaving himself.”

  “Who?” Kalli asked puzzled.

  “Hunter… My cousin… Your fiancé… Are you okay? You seem distracted.”

  “Oh… Oh… Okay! No, I’m fine. I just loss my train of thought briefly. I must have suffered from a momentary brain fart. I’m okay.”

  Armani chuckled. “Hey you don’t have to explain it to me. I suffer from those all the damn time. Hell sometimes I think I’m losing it. In fact a couple of times my brain has bypassed the fart and taken a straight out shit.” They laughed.

  Kalli nodded to indicate that she understood perfectly. “Yeah, but you’re much better, right. I mean… Things are better now right? I know you had a lot of issues with your memory and everything after the accident, but that’s all better now, right.”

  “Yeah! My memory is fine now. I think the problem was not so much as amnesia as it was coming to grips that I was such an ass before the accident!” Armani laughed. “Hell, I couldn’t believe half the bullshit that I put my parents and Charmayne through. I was a Grade A certifiable ass!”

  Kalli snickered. “You were pretty obnoxious. I could hardly stand you when I took this position. You were such a womanizing dick! I mean I didn’t even want to meet with you alone. Do you remember that dinner meeting we had and you tried to…”

  “No! No, I don’t and please don’t remind me of it. That was the old Armani… I’m not that guy anymore.”

  “Yeah, I know. Thank God for that, at least something good came out of the accident. Did you ever remember what happened that night?”

  “Not a damn detail… And you know what? I don’t even think about it anymore. All I know is that God gave me a second chance to live right. So, I’m going to use it to help others.”

  “Honestly Armani, this breakup can be a pivotal point in your political career if we play it right. I hate to say it, but your engagement to Charmayne just anchored you to the old Armani in the public eyes. Now, we have an opportunity to convince them that the new Armani is a man that they can look up to, trust and admire.”

  Armani simply nodded as he considered what Kalli was trying to say. He knew that his engagement to Charmayne did more to hurt his political aspirations than to help them. Yes, Charmayne’s dad had forged a lot of strong political bonds and wield a whole lot of political clout in America. Hell, but that was America, not France and certainly not Africa. Her rich daddy could do nothing to make or break Armani’s political career abroad.

  Armani tried desperately to give his heart the opportunity to reignite the spark between him and Charmayne, but it never happened. He searched daily for something, anything that would indicate to him why he fell so hard for her in the past. Instead he found only distance, deceit and destruction. Eventually, his heart led him away and burned fiery for another woman, a woman he’d never even met.

  “I agree totally. You’re right. So I want to you to make the official announcement as soon as possible. And Kalli please do it before one of these rags leaks the dirty details.”

  “Since we are family I guess I can safely ask… What are the dirty details?”

  Armani hesitated, sighed and then responded, “The long and the short is that I don’t love Charmayne anymore. I tried and I tried and I just don’t. Besides Charmayne…” He hesitated again as he tried to shake an image out of his brain.

  “What is it? What did she do Armani?” Kalli asked.

  Armani eyed Kalli to see if he could trust her with the news although he knew he could. “Kalli, Charmayne cheated on me.”

  “Oh damn… Sorry to hear that.”

  “It g
ets worse.” Armani confessed.

  “Armani, please do not tell be that witch is knocked up or I’ll go drive a stake through her cold damn heart myself.”

  Armani laughed. “What? Stakes are driven into a vampire’s heart. Witches are burned on a stake.”

  “I don’t care! I said what I was going to do to her, not what was politically, well mythologically correct! In fact that’s exactly what I’ll do! I’ll drive a stake through her heart, stake her to the ground and then burn her ass to death!”

  “Luckily for all of us, Charmayne is not pregnant and she broke off the engagement before I had a chance to. So, put your medieval tools back in the shed where they belong.” Armani laughed. “Damn you were going to go cold medieval times on her ass!”

  “Hey don’t let this damn skirt trip you up! I will put a bitch on her back and shank her ass quick if she messes with me or mine!” She snickered. “This is DC, Chocolate City by way of Paris and don’t play!”

  “Well, I can see that. Okay Ms. Ghetto Fabulous and Loving It, can you just handle the press on this one and make sure that they understand that the breakup was mutual.”

  “Don’t worry… I’m on it! I know exactly what I’m going to say.”

  Armani chuckled. “I bet you do. You’ve probably been waiting to release this story since the day I announced the engagement. Be nice and I’m only going to warn you once!”

  Kalli giggled. “No comment! Well, except… What the hell ever!”

  Armani laughed. “Kalli, I’m serious! Keep your personal feelings for Charmayne out of this. Okay? Look, just be professional.”

  “Professional? You know this whole affair was a damn disaster and basically political suicide.”

  “Yeah I know!” He agreed. “But in my defense I was trying to do the right thing.”

  “You just did. In less than an hour I will be officially calling this bullshit off, on your behalf!” She laughed.

  “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?”