Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

With Dwayne sitting across from me eating his dinner the attendants made for us, which was steak with sautéed shrimp and asparagus , I had forgotten about all that happened to me today. Sitting down talking about good times, my muscles seemed to relax and I actually started to enjoying myself.

"Bae, you remember how when I first seen you in Starbucks, and I was tryna get yo number," he said, " and you just brushed me off like you ain't even noticed a nigga trying to holla at you."

"Ahhhhh, yes I remember," I said laughing, " I also remember how yo ass stalked me at Starbucks for a month trying to get my number EVERy damn day."

"Girl, stop," he said, "I ain't stalk you for no month, I like to ummmm.... say more like made it my mission to get your number and take you out."

"Umhm, your mission , you say," I said sarcastically.

He stood up from his seat and grabbed my hand and guided me towards the bed. He gently placed me on the bed and climbed in beside me. We just laid there in silence and cuddle, until he broke the silence saying,

"Gosh, your so fuckin' beautiful." While moving his hands up and down my thighs and butt.

I let out a chuckle smiling, and kissed him which turned into something so strong, almost magical. I felt his hands slid up my dress just enough where he could have access to my goodies. He slid a finger inside me making me gasp,

Whispering in my ear Dwayne said, " ohhh, you so tight, and wet already," with a smirk on his face. He then, got on top of me, and flip me on top on of him and slid my dress up to my hips, exposing my ass and giving him access to my goodies. I could feel his hard steel between my butt cheeks so i began to wiggle a little making him even harder. He then reached up to grab my face to kiss my neck, pulling of my dress exposing my boobies, he then grabs them, making my nipples hard as rock. Feeling his steel slide into my goodies, he let a grunt, that let me know that the cake was super wet. So i began riding him, fast, then slow, and then fast again, when he flips us to the side making us dace each other. I began to dig my nails into his back, because i was feeling a climax coming. With him stroking slow and hard, and grinding. My legs started shaking, my head roll back, as well as my eyes and i let it all out and feeling him release into me as well.

Finally, we arrived to Paris. We check into our luxury hotel room, it has a living room with customized furniture, a glass coffee table outlined in pearls, a 50' flat screen hung up on the walls, the room painted in a nice golden tan color. Our room has a big bed with golden color bed set, memory foam pillows, flat screen and electric fire place, and customized chairs. Our balcony gives us a nice view of the Eiffel Tower.

Once we settled in All dwayne wanted to do was cuddle in bed and sleep. looking at him sleep with us intertwine with each other, all i could do was think of how Fat Joe had tried to rape me. Slowly creepin' out of bed i grab my cell and call Ivy, to see if they handled the situation.

"Hey,boo," Ivy yelled in the phone

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"Y'all handled the situation," I asked.

"Uhhhh....well the thing is when we got there that fucka was gone, so we cleaned up the blood, checked your house," Ivy said, "but...."

I cut her off saying, " SHIIIIITTTTT!"

"But, Peanut, Trey, and I are looking for that pussy ass nigga!" she said, "we got you boo, now enjoy your time with your man."

"Alrighty," i said, " Keep me posted tho."

"Kk," she said said and hung up.

Letting out a sigh, i rub my forehead and lay back on the couch. I was really stressin', this is so unlike me. Somewhere thinking about all that happened, i eventually dose off, into a deep deep sleep.

Chapter 5 coming soon

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