Escape to Paris With Love

by Lee, Brenda Stokes

“Hell yeah! What? You know Miss Charmayne and I have never seen eye to eye. She can’t stand me and I sure as hell can’t stand her.”

  “Yeah, I kind of picked up on that one. Maybe you two will get along a little better after the wedding.”

  “What damn wedding?”

  Armani stared at Kalli as if she had just had a stroke. “Your damn wedding! Did you forget you’re getting married in a less than three months?”

  “Oh… No I didn’t! Actually that statement was way off topic.”

  “How was it off topic? Isn’t she in your wedding as one of your bridesmaids?”

  Kalli stared at Armani and blinked hard as if she was confused why he’d bother to ask her that question that silly damn question. “Not any damn more! I did that out of respect for you and Hunter, since they are best buds. I don’t feel like dealing with her damn drama. You know she’s going to be bitter that I married a prince and she didn’t. So, no! Charmayne will not be in my wedding and no Charmayne and I will probably never get along.”

  “So, you never answered my question.”

  “What question?”

  “I asked you earlier about Hunter and the wedding.”

  Kalli sighed. “Hunter’s good. Frustrated, we’re on a no sex to the wedding diet. The wedding… Well the wedding is another topic for another day.”

  “Yeah, that’s cool. I’m sure you have a lot to handle and don’t feel like bringing it up.”

  “You have no idea.” Kalli mumbled beneath her breath as she looked at the caller ID on her ringing phone. A sexy smile slid swiftly across her beautiful face. Sending the call to voicemail she quickly recovered. “So, I’ll have a press release out in about thirty minutes.”

  “That’s great.” Armani sighed and nodded. He was relieved that it was finally going to be officially over.

  “Armani, please tell me that you’re not going to return to your playa ways now that you are single again.”

  He chuckled. “No, you won’t have to worry about that, those days are gone. I’m ready to settle down, get married and have some kids.”

  “Good. So, is there anybody special in your life that I should know about? You know how I hate surprises, so tell me now before I read about it in the Enquirer.” Kalli fished.

  A sly sexy grin illuminated Armani’s face. “I’ll let you know the moment I find her.”

  Kalli smiled. She knew Armani was holding out on her, but she didn’t want to pry. Besides, she had a phone call that she urgently needed to return. “Great! I’ll look forward to it.”

  Chapter 15 Hunter

  Hunter Fabre′ Bazile, the younger cousin of Armani and Fabian, was the poster boy for spoiled little rich boys from the moment he was born. Now Hunter’s mom was the sister of Armani’s dad. She was a stately beautiful noblewoman who married a traditional Frenchman of noble decent. Translation, both of Hunter’s parents were white. Now, Hunter never once felt this made him better or more privileged than Armani or Fabian, even though in his grandparent’s eyes he was. Hunter however loved the fact that his cousins were of African heritage and took it as an opportunity to embrace the African American culture and its women.

  Naturally, he realized that Armani and Fabian were not African Americans. Hunter just happened to have a fascination and fixation on African American women. He loved their divalicious sassy and attitude. He loved it almost as he loved their curvaceous bodies and round onion booties.

  Dating women of African American descent exclusively he soon drove his parents to drink, especially his dad. Hunter’s mother loved her nephews and wholeheartedly rally behind her brother’s decision to marry Fatima, Armani and Fabian’s mom. Still others, like her parents were against it from the start and struggled to accept Fatima and her sons into their family.

  No, it didn’t matter that Fatima was African Royalty and literally the sole heir to billions of dollars in diamonds. The only thing that they could see was that their only son, Latimore had married a black woman. Initially, Armani and his brother felt the sting of their blatant racism which was directed more towards their mother than at them. However as their grandparents grew older and wiser it eventually became accepted and they reconciled their relationship with their son and his beautiful African wife.

  Raised in a culturally diverse home, Hunter and his brother, Niles never had an issue with Armani and Fabian and openly embraced them as their blood relatives.

  “Hey! What are you doing?” Hunter asked as he anxiously answered his phone.

  “Not much… Just returning your call.”

  “I’m bored and feeling a little naughty. Are you in?”

  “You know I’m working right?”

  “Yes… But you know you’re my woman and you really don’t have to work. You work because you want to work. All I’m asking is for you to take an afternoon off. Okay.”

  “So what did you have in mind?”

  “It’s a surprise. I’ll text you a location, meet me there.” The handsome young prince grinned at the thought of what he had planned for his lady love.

  “Okay. Give me and hour. I have to finish up a few things before I leave.”

  “See you then.” Hunter relied as he stripped down for a hot shower.

  Handsome by any standard Hunter was a tasty vanilla milkshake with whip cream and a cherry on top. Shorter than his cousins, but a little taller than the average man, he stood almost six feet even. He worked out obsessively, so his body was ripped and cut much like a professional fitness trainer. Hunter was tan and had stunning grey eyes which he inherited from his dad. His hair was brown and thick and naturally curly. It was a perfect link for a woman to grab on to while her man is handling some business downtown.

  Yes Hunter was handsome, sexy and charming and right now he was extremely horny. He couldn’t wait to dive between those bronze thighs and swim in her chocolate juices. He immediately got hard just thinking about it. Taking the liberty to handle that, Hunter took matters in his own hands per say and retreated to the shower.

  ~*~*~

  Hunter was ass out, butt crack naked when he heard a faint knock at the hotel suite door.

  “Yeah, who is it?” He asked as he approached.

  “It’s me.” He heard her say. “Okay give me a second.”

  A devious grin swept his face as he realized that it was about to get Freak Nasty in that suite in about ten seconds. Tugging his dick briskly he got it hard and ready for her before he opened the door. Now with his dick standing at full mass and ready for some love, Hunter opened the door.

  She said not a damn word as she tossed her purse to the floor, ripped off her jacket and dropped to her knees before him. Waiting for instructions her big eyes met his.

  “Take your top off.” She did. Rubbing her full breast through her pink bra he stroked his engorged manhood. “Now take your bra off!” She did. His dick jerked violently at the sight of her perky heavy breast. “Fuck… You’re so beautiful!” He groaned as he continued to pleasure himself in front of her. Her mouth watered and her sex started to drip in anticipation. “Put your hands behind your back so I can feed you this big cock!” He commanded as he grabbed her by her long hair and pulled her head towards his groin. She did. “Now open your mouth and wrap those beautiful lips around this thick cock!” She did.

  Hunter’s eyes rolled back into his head as the beautiful submissive woman sucked his hard dick into her mouth and deep within her throat. “Ah fuck yeah! That feels so damn good.”

  Her eyes met his and smiled. She was so wonderfully beautiful. Hunter loved her. Hell he loved every damn inch of her. He conceded that she was perfect for him. She more than any woman Hunter had ever known knew how to please him. She knew every hot button he had and she even introduced him to some he never knew he had. Hunter loved it when she was submissive to him like that, but he loved it even more when she handcuffed him and forced him to submit.

  Hollowing her cheeks and ramping up her suction power she soon had his legs trembling uncontrollably.
She knew he was close to release. Her pussy thumped at the thought that it would soon be her turn. Unfortunately, she couldn’t gratify her aching clit as Hunter had commended her to put her hands behind her back. She dared not defy him.

  Whimpering against his dick still embedded in her throat she begged. “Please, oh please rub me.”

  Hunter heard her. A demonic grin glazed his face as he pulled her by her hair, thus feeding her another inch of dick. “What? Oh… You want Daddy to pet your cat? Is that what you want?”

  She nodded her head as she sucked harder in an effort to make Hunter blow his wad. His knees buckled momentarily. “Shit! That feels amazing! Fuck! You ought to patent that shit!”

  She whimpered again as her need became even greater. Hunter heard her but chose to ignore her. He knew that she was less than a hillbilly cunt lick away from exploding and so was he. His raging release was kicking him repeatedly in the crack of his ass, causing him to flinch and clinch his muscular ass cheeks together. He fought it with everything that he had and was too consumed with his own need to entertain hers.

  She watched as his grey eyes turned black with a thin ring of grey. He was about to come and she knew it. Smooching and popping and sucking his dick in repletion she soon had his horny as exactly where she wanted him. Her eyes smiled at him and gave him the patented, “I got your fucking ass now look!”

  Hunters knees buckled as he grabbed her long hair tighter and face fucked her as hard as he could, shoving the remainder his thick dick down her throat. Suddenly he let out a He Man Masters of the Universe scream. Coming hard and fast he squirted violently into her mouth. She smiled as she allowed the thick white cream to ooze out and drip down her face. Hunter never noticed or cared he was having an out of body experience and was somewhere on a beach in the south of France sipping fruity mixed drinks and frolicking with naked college girls.

  He sighed deeply as the last of his load emptied into her mouth. Releasing his grip on her hair, Hunter tried desperately to focus on the beautiful woman who had just given him so much insurmountable pleasure. He smiled as she finally came into vision.

  “Woman you are incredible! Please tell me that this won’t end when I get married.”

  Takara, Hunter’s personal assistant eyes instantly drooped with sadness as the reality of the situation finally hit her. She would never wed Hunter as she dreamed. The man she so desperately loved was engaged to be married to another. Hunter immediately saw the sadness in her eyes.

  “Takara, I’m sorry, that was insensitive. I didn’t think before I spoke. I can be such an ogre sometimes.”

  “No… It’s okay! I understand your situation. Yes, if that’s what you want of me, then that’s what I will do. You know that you can trust me to be discreet.” She declared as she wiped Hunters semen from her pretty face.

  Hunter simply nodded okay as he gently stroked her face in an effort to comfort her and to let her know that he cared for her as well. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. I haven’t jumped the broom yet.”

  Chapter 16 Prissy

  Over the next three months Prissy quickly settled into her new home with Austin and her new role as his fiancé. Yes, the two were in love and enjoyed a sandwich or two daily. There was just one problem. Prissy had yet to commit to a tentative wedding date, nor had she made one single wedding plan. In fact she hadn’t even bothered to identify her bridesmaids. Naturally EJ would be her Maid of Honor. Still Prissy hadn’t even bothered to even confirm that. Frankly she was too busy enjoying sandwich after sandwich to even care. Then one call from EJ and everything changed.

  “Hey, how are you doing?” EJ nervously asked Not sure if Prissy had heard the news.

  “Um… Not much just lying around the house… Why? What’s up? Do you need me to watch the girls while you go out? It cools… Hell, they can even spend the night if you want to spend the night with Matias.”

  “Yeah, thanks for the offer, but that is not even going to happen. I’m not even close to that bullshit yet.”

  “Why is it bullshit? Sooner later you’re going to have to let somebody excavate that dry hole were your pussy use to be.” Prissy laughed.

  “Yeah, that’s kind of funny, but I’m not laughing. And neither will you be when I tell you what I have to tell you. I need to talk to you over here, alone.”

  Prissy immediately set up. “Is everything okay? What is it?”

  “Come over and we’ll talk about it.” EJ remained vague.

  “Last time that happened I was ambushed.”

  “Pretty much that’s what’s going to happen this time.”

  “Fuck! Are you serious? When did he get here?”

  “He’s been here an hour. I told him you were out shopping. He’s playing Dance Central with the girls. He said it’s urgent that he talk to you. What do you want me to do?”

  “I’ll be right there.” Prissy said as she got up and prepared to leave.

  “Okay. I’ll let him know.” EJ said before hanging up.

  “Your Teddy Bear back?” Austin asked as he got off the couch to follow her to the door.

  Prissy looked at the hurt in his eyes. “It’s not like that Austin.” She offered.

  “Like what?”

  “Like you think.”

  “What am I thinking? Huh Prissy?” Austin asked as he scanned his beautiful fiancé and pleaded with his eyes for her not to go.

  “Nothing’s going on. Bear and I are just friends.” She sighed. “Please don’t start.”

  “Friends, huh?” Austin nervously chuckled. “That’s funny because you and I were friends, for five years before we got engaged. Yeah… And the fringe benefits of being your friend are simply phenomenal.”

  “Look, if you have something to say then just say it.” Prissy became irritated. “If not, I have to go to see what he wants.”

  “Oh, I’ll tell you what Teddy wants. He wants the same fucking thing he always wants. He wants to fuck my woman and I’m not fucking having it this fucking time!” Austin snapped.

  “Teddy and I are just friends!” Prissy retorted. “We’ve been friends since we we’re eleven. I’m sorry if that bothers you, but you better learn how to fucking deal with it!”

  “Parisa, I am not going to stand idly by and let him fuck you at will right in my fucking face! Do you think I’m fucking stupid and shit? Fuck that shit! This fucking bullshit ends now. We are getting married. When… I don’t know, because you won’t set a date. Still, when we do I want children and I’d like the luxury of being confident that they’re mine and not Teddy’s!” Austin snorted.

  “FUCK YOU! Who the fuck do you think you are to talk to me that fucking way? I fucking said that Teddy and I are not fucking! If I wanted to be with Teddy, I’d never have accepted your proposal. So, I’m going to say it one more damn time cause I want to make sure that you hear me. Okay? I am not still fucking Teddy! Okay? And I would never! Never! Cheat on my husband!”

  “See that’s the thing… You are not my wife. And at the rate that we’re going you probably never will be! I asked you to marry me almost five months ago and you haven’t made a single damn wedding plan… Not fucking one! What the fuck am I supposed to think when this man flies in from the US every damn three months like clockwork? Huh Parisa?”

  “You know what Austin? I don’t really give a fuck what you think! You got me twisted with some of those other gold digging tricks you’re use to fucking. I don’t need your fucking money, so I don’t have to put up with your monkey shit!”

  “How is it monkey shit that I want my fiancé to stop fucking her ex!”

  “I’m fucking not fucking Bear! And I wasn’t finished. I don’t need to marry you or anybody else because I’m fucking rich! I own my own investment company that just went public. I have a two million dollar inheritance from my brother’s estate. And I have a ten million dollar trust from none other than Teddy Bear Davine! Okay, so I don’t need your damn money!” Prissy screamed becoming very emotional.

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p; Austin watched her unravel and decided to soften his tone. “Parisa I never said you wanted my money. I know you don’t love me for my money.”

  “That’s my damn point Austin! If I don’t love you for your money then why am I marrying you? Huh?” Austin didn’t say a word. “Maybe… Just maybe… I’m marrying you because I love you! Did you once consider that? Did I chase you down and brow beat you to ask me to marry you? Huh? No! No, I didn’t! You asked me and threatened to leave me if I wasn’t prepared to take our relationship to the next level. So I did… I said yes… Don’t fucking make me regret it!”

  “Parisa, I’m sorry… It’s just… How am I supposed to feel? I can’t compete with that damn man! He’s like a God to you! And you know it… What am I supposed to think and do when he keeps showing up and you keep running off?”

  “Austin, I’m just going across the damn street. Okay? I’m just going to EJs to talk to him, that’s all. Please don’t make this an issue. Okay? I love you and you know that. I’m not sleeping with Bear. Okay?” Prissy softened her tone as well after understanding her fiancés frustration. Seeing tears in his eyes she gently hugged him and sampled his lips. “I have to talk to him.”

  “You talk to him every day. What’s so important that he flew to the UK to talk about?” Austin complained.

  “I don’t know, but I have to find out. Okay?”

  “I’m sorry Parisa. I didn’t mean to…” Austin tried to apologize, but Parisa smothered his mouth with a searing hot kiss.

  Caught up he grabbed her by her hair and sucked the air out of her lungs. Their tongues dueled fiercely and his won. Snatching his mouth from hers he confessed. “I trust you, but I’m coming with you. It’s time that we meet face to face.”

  “Austin, I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

  “I know it’s not a good idea, but I have to do it. If he’s your friend and I’m going to be your husband then we have to meet sooner or later, it might as well be now. Besides, I deserve to see what’s holding you back from marrying me. So, I’m going with you and nothing you say is going to stop me.”