Malerie

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****ABELS POV****

Rahslyn. Probably one of the most beautiful woman I've ever messed with. As the days gone by of knowing her, I have grown to love her by default. I haven't loved a girl like this since Malerie. Malerie was also a college student, but was addicted to my life as well as I am. Rahslyn not so much, she wishes to live her own. I did some bad things to Malerie and I want a clear understanding why I act the way I act towards Rahslyn, shady, and uncommunicative. So this part of this story is mines & Maleries.

I met Malerie after I dropped out of highschool. I moved out of my grandmothers home with my boy Lavar and we got an apartment. I was out there dealing, stealing, the norm to me to get by. I bed-hopped from one girl to another, just to have a place to sleep at night when me and Lavar got evicted. Malerie was one. She was coke white, blonde with a skinny frame. Had the most beautiful eyes. I was selling some weed at the college she attended when I saw her. She was talking to her boyfriend at the time and I felt her staring at me. I was doing good with the apartment and had enough cash to fend with. Days flew by and the rent was getting unpaid and me and Lavar was struggling. I seen her again at a college party a few blocks away from where I stayed. She was wearing a green shimmery dress, dancing all up on her boyfriend. But had her eyes on me. I had my eyes on her, throughout the night the girl was giving me blue balls. She eventually walked away from her joke of a boyfriend and went into the bathroom.. I followed her. Before she closed the door, I stuck my foot in. She looks down only to see my boner, and then the distress in my face. I push the door open slow, letting her know wasn't gonna hurt her. Not a word was said. We instantly started kissing on each other, and lets just say she did not spend no time getting into my pants. As she fucked me, because I did not fuck her, she grabbed my hair, bit my lips, rode me as if she was a possessed sex doll. I can honestly tell this chicks morals were nonexistent at the moment, and that she was going through something. Someone banged on the door, startling her as she slips off of me and puts her panties back on. She looked in the mirror to fix herself and turns towards me and say, "I'm Malerie." I'm just wondering if she's gonna finish what she started. I tell her my name then we exchanged numbers. She walked out of that bathroom satisfied, then to her "current" boyfriend. I ended up going home with Laurn, fucked her, fed her drugs, and told her I loved her.. All for a place to sleep. I did the same with Crystal, Josephine, Ana, and Mary. All up to a months notice.

I haven't seen Malerie since I fucked her. And to be honest, I've been thinking about her ever since.
It was a cold night in Toronto, and I was coming from a hookah party. And I had just one girl on my mind. So I decided to call Malerie for the first time, and try to get one off with her.

Malerie: Hello?

Me: Malerie. It's Abel.

Malerie: *gasps sharply* oh shit *giggles* hey

Me: I know we don't know each other, but I really need someone to talk to. (One of my favorite things to say to receive an invitation.)

Malerie: Sure, but I just want to let you know I'm still with Chris...

Me: It's fine.

Malerie: Well I stay on Congress blvd 28

Me: I'll be there in a few minutes

And just like that, I was standing on her porch trying hard not to lose my patience, cause she had me wait. She opened the door letting the heat feel me, and she was all dressed up sexy. She had on a baige silk robe, and I could see her black Lacey bra. Almost as if she wanted me to fuck her senceless. "Abel" she breathes. The tension between us was heavy and thick, almost unbearable. The lust was cosided with the chemistry me and her shared. "I can't stop thinking about you." The only difference about this time, is I meant it. And it almost scared me. She glared at me, "Are you thirsty?" Nodding my head yes, asking if she had some Henny, my favorite drink. As I was drinking I started confessing some things about myself to Malerie. She lured me in with her silence as she look intrigued by the shit I've been through. She put her hand on my cuffed hands. "Promise me something." Malerie says leaning in. "Save this day for me. Only this day. Thursday." She continues in closer for a kiss. Knowing I have had several sexual partners, I got the feeling I had when I first saw her, that she wants to fuck. But this time it's different, it only feels like I'm deep in with this girl. She makes me feel so fucking good as she caress my month old beard. Then I made the most critical decision I've ever made, that changes both us.. in a way that I never knew would. I nudge her off, only to pull out a very small bag of coke. Her eyes lit up, and shakes her head in denial. "One time, if you don't like it you won't ever have to do it again." I explained to her, and she was hesitant. I knew that fucking her on this would numb things. But I love the feel. I put a little on my hand near my thumb, and snorted it. I sit back and waited for her answer. "I guess.." She puts her hair up and climbs on top of me. I put a little on her hand and she nodded it back so fast her eyes watered. I rushed in a forced kiss. She wraps her arms around my neck. Man I was horny, high and couldn't get enough of this girl. She points me to her bed room which was lit perfectly. I laid her down on the bed as I started kissing her chest, stomach, and thighs. I hear her gentle moans as she squirmed. As I pulled her panties down with my teeth, she looks down at me and grins seductively. It wasn't sex. We made love. It felt like it was my first time.

So I ended up staying the night. I wake up to Malerie full on naked sprawled across the bed, knocked the fuck out. I usually don't stick around, so I decided to leave. It only felt right to kiss her on her forehead, she slept so sexy.

I met up with Lavar who got us another apartment. Only this time he and others discovered my secret talent and the passion to sing. We started small, by making music on the laptop he stole a while back. And before I knew it, I was uploading music on YouTube. But I didn't think big of it.

*Abels POV will be continued.*

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