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  Abducted By Lust

  Part 1

  By Solae Dehvine

  Abducted By Lust Part 1

  Copyright 2013 Solae Dehvine

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  Other Titles By Solae

  Stripper Confessions

  What’s Done in the Dark

  Love LockDown

  Red Bottom Diaries

  Planned Deceit

  How do you lie to the one you love? It was wrong but necessary, this lie was the difference between my sanity and complete chaos. My promotion news to my fiancée should have been a joyous event, yet here I was in my car preparing for the biggest lie of our relationship.

  We had a beautiful three bedroom home that we were renting in Nashville Tennessee. We were in talks to buy the home, but that would change as well. I balanced my box of belongings from the office, flowers, and phone as I dug into my khakis to find the house keys. I took a deep breath and entered the house.

  “Here goes everything” I whispered as I twisted the silver door knob.

  “Baby, is that you” her southern twang met me at the door.

  Now the show was on. I revved myself up to sound excited.

  “YEAH BABY, COME HERE I GOT SOME GOOD NEWS.” Hopefully that sounded convincing.

  "Awww yeah. Well so do I." She said coming into the living room with nothing on but black heels. I had already put down the box from the office but seeing that jiggling peach ass and coconut breasts made me want to get my serving of fruit for the day.

  She starred at me and gave a slight smirk before turning her peach to me and bending it over and bouncing it like a video vixen.

  Placing the roses down on our coffee table I stood behind her to let her ass bounce on the crouch of my pants.

  She only allowed that for a few seconds before turning around and tonguing me down. Her mouth always tasted so sweet, like candy almost. Butterscotch, caramel, or some kind of toffee flavor entered my mouth as we traded DNA.

  One of the more intriguing things I noticed about her when we met our Junior year at TSU was that she tasted so good. That’s why I loved her. We were both business majors and ended up having a class together. Somehow we were partners for a class project and stayed up late one night working. One thing led to another and before I knew it I had my head between her caramel thighs sucking out all the goodness. I haven’t been able to get rid of her since.

  “You got some good news” she said pulling back from me and smoothing her hair back down.

  “BABY, I got a promotion. That Regional Manager position I told you that I applied for. I got it boo…WE got it!!!”

  I said picking her up and swinging her around trying to throw her off with all the distractions. Instead I was getting distracted. I had her in my arms I might as well take her to the bedroom so that’s where we went. I laid her down slowly on the bed, but she was already asking questions.

  “Oh My God Baby, really? Congratulations I knew you could do it. When do you change over and are you gonna still be downtown or do you get to go to the location near the airport.” Might as well tell her now.

  “Naw, boo. Actually we gotta move to St. Louis. The position is there.” I said nonchalantly as I started taking off my tie and unbuttoning my white shirt.

  She looked at me with the confusion of a toddler being showed calculus equations.

  “Yeah, I thought that the job was going to be stationed here, but since they are having problems in the St. Louis market. They want me to go up there and manage since I’m from the area.”

  “So you told them yes?”

  “Yeah baby of course. Chloe this is a big ass promotion.”

  “So, you make a big ass decision without consulting me?” She said mocking me and getting up from the bed and grabbing her robe from the back of the door. That let me know instantly that I wasn’t getting any ass tonight.

  “Baby, I had to give them an answer immediately. I guess I got anxious and couldn’t help myself”

  She glared at me like she was attempting to make me explode with her vision.

  “How long do we have?” She asked

  “Ummm…Sun-Sunday” I stuttered my lines and I knew that this performance was falling apart.

  “SUNDAY, This Sunday. You want me to quit my job, pack up this house, and move by Sunday? That’s impossible.” She yelled placing her hands on her hips in protest.

  “Well baby, I was thinking I would go up by myself for a few months until our lease is up. I’ll come back every weekend or you can come up there. But in the meantime I’ll find us a place in St. Louis so we can start our new chapter in our new home. When you come up you can quit your job and go back to school for your Master’s like we discussed.

  Her eyebrows rose at that thought. She had been talking more and more about going back to school. While that wasn’t in my original plan it was a good last minute change to get her.

  “Whatever you want to do Kevin, I’m just your fiancée, not your wife. I guess I don’t have a choice in the matter.” She said walking towards the room door. I grabbed her and tried to reason.

  “Awww baby, don’t be like that. This is for the better of both of us. Look, tomorrow we can go shopping and discuss everything ok? I’ll take you up to Green Hills and let you get whatever you want.”

  Now that was my wild card, her shopping addiction. I didn’t think that a girl from Knoxville would be so addicted to shopping, but she was worse than a damn R&B singer.

  “Promise?” she asked as I saw her visibly soften up.

  Her voice became light like a little girl and she started to blush. I knew that the allure of the Louis Vuitton Store and Tiffany & Company was too much for her to pass up no matter how pissed she was. I told her I promised, kissed her on the forehead and slapped her round ass. Her giggles filled our bedroom as we kissed again and my mouth filled with the sweet caramel taste that was all over her body.

  “You hungry?” she asked in between kisses. “And I mean hungry for dinner” she said giggling again.

  “Yeah, actually boo I am.” She was about to speak when my phone interrupted us. I fished my buzzing phone out of my pocket that was now ringing through the room.

  I answered as Chloe began putting a robe on.

  “Hey what up Tony.” I said answering my phone.

  “Whadup man. Welcome back to the Lou.” Tony’s voice filled the room. Somehow my phone was automatically going to speakerphone.

  “Hey man hold on.” I told Tony but he was too busy talking as usual to hear me.

  “Yeah man I think your plan to wait and tell Chloe today was brilliant. These bitches worry too much. If you would have told her weeks ago when you got the job she would have drove you crazy.” I juggled the phone trying to turn off the speakerphone but I settled for just hanging up on him. But it was too late. Chloe had her hands on her hips and a frown across her face.

  “What the fuck is he talking about weeks ago?” She heard it all. My cover had been blown.

  Why did I answer the fucking phone?

  “Chloe, I can explain boo?” Bu there was nothing to say. She slid her heels off leaving the

  room and slamming the door behind her. The rose pedals she sprinkled on the floor flew up in my face from the gust of the door slam. Through the wooden door I heard her cursing and yelling as she slammed around pots in the kitchen. Damn Tony, and damn myself. I should have just kept my plan to myself.

  Mating Season

  My performance with Chloe didn’t end with a standing ovation. Instead our house turned into a war zone. Now I raced down the highway leaving her and Nashville behind me. Counting deer carcasses that were splattered
on the road side was the only thing I could do to take my mind off her. If I wasn’t counting dead deer I was dodging state troopers. Hiding between eighteen wheelers and other speed breakers had become my obsession while navigating the roads back to St. Louis.

  Now those familiar Chevy lights were racing towards me. My heart stopped and my driving foot went numb making me ease off the gas. Fortunate for me and my pocket, the trooper wasn’t gunning for me.

  He zoomed around me and pulled over a grey Pontiac that was speeding ahead. I turned up my radio and switched to the outer left lane. I was determined not to get a ticket. I hit cruise control and went back to counting the dead animals on the road.

  I did anything to keep my mind off my argument with Chloe. I thought telling her about my plans late would prolong our arguments. Unfortunately Tony’s call threw her rage into overdrive. She started ranting like a mad woman Sunday morning. I guess the events were sinking in that I was leaving and as the hours passed her questions increased about why I didn’t tell her.

  She slammed doors as I packed, cussed me out as I put my bags in the car, and almost smacked me when I went to kiss her goodbye. All I wanted to do was get away from that shit. I guess that’s what made this drive go by so quick. The four hour and change trip up highway 24 to 57 and finally up 64 to “Tha Lou”, as we called it, felt shorter than usual.

  It took four hours and thirty four minutes for me to see the arch. When I did I knew I was finally home. As much as I thought I hated St. Louis, it always felt like a reunion with a long lost family member when I returned.

  My legs were starting to cramp so I stopped downtown before heading to my Mom’s house. I arranged to stay with her for a few months until I found us a new place. Easy way to save money until my pay increase from the promotion kicked in.

  I took the exit to the Riverfront and let my 6’1 frame out of the cramped driver’s seat. “The Front” was the same as it always was. The dusty cobble pavement bore signs of the recent swelling of the dirty Mississippi. I walked a bit along the mud brown river edge watching the water as the river sucked up logs and debris. It all brought back so many memories.

  Back when Tony and I used to run the town and bring girls down here. We would tag team them like wrestlers in the back of his truck. Back when Tony and I were tighter than virgin pussy. Back when I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I hadn’t talked to my boy in a while. I guess responsibilities and a few hundred miles could do that to a friendship. We still had the brother bond, we just didn’t talk as much.

  I really hadn’t talked to any of my old friends in a while. It got me to wondering. I leaned on the warm hood of my car and started to think. I missed those times when I could break out and go without having to tell someone. Maybe this promotion was a divine way of getting my freedom back. I scanned through the contacts in my phone until I found his number.

  “Wassup homie” he answered. I hadn’t talked my boy since I hung up on him the other night. But I didn’t need to explain or apologize for that. He didn’t even mention it.

  “Man Dog, wassup wit you Tony?”

  “Nothin much. Was just about to text you. You in town yet?” Tony asked me.

  “Yeah, I just made it in.”

  “That’s wassup. You wanna get out tonight?” He must have read my mind. He started telling me about a few spots that were all new to me. I didn’t give a damn where we went.

  “Actually man, I wanna do it like old times. You still got that hookup on the hotel.”

  I wanted to be free without the strings tonight; I wanted to be single if only for a few hours. He laughed and called his connect on three way. Tony seemed to always have a connection with somebody to get something. We used to run the city when I lived here and we got all kinds of shit for free just because Tony knew everybody. He was just that good at talking and relating to people.

  Tony set up everything. Instead of going to my Mom’s house and getting settled, I checked into a hotel that night. The room was plain, but for what I had planned I wasn’t concerned about the decor.

  The pale pinkish walls and brown carpet didn’t move me but I just wanted the bed, two queen beds to be exact. Double the beds for the double action we were about to put in tonight. It was time for me and my partner in crime to step out and “go hunting” as we liked to call it.

  Chloé was blowing up my phone trying to apologize. I ignored her calls and erased her texts without looking at them. Tonight she didn’t exist.

  I met Tony at the front door of the hotel. He pulled up in an all-black SLR Benz. At first, I wasn’t sure it was him since the windows were tinted black enough to conceal an important government official.

  He rolled down the window and cracked his signature smile. I guess we weren’t in high school anymore. We were two grown men with careers and college degrees.

  “Damn man, you doing it big like this” I said hopping in the passenger seat and giving him a pound with my fist.

  “HAHA, yeah man I had to get myself something nice for all the work I’ve been doing.” Tony told me about how he could pull up and get ass with no problem when he drove in the “Black Stallion” as he liked to call it.

  We headed through downtown St. Louis and everything that I was familiar with was gone. My dick perked up seeing all the variations of asses that were walking around. Back when we used to drive around downtown, there was nothing but homeless people and the cold air from the Mississippi. Now there were new lofts and a dozen different clubs lining the streets.

  Tony was catching me up on things. He was now a top dog at a pharmaceutical company and I already knew he was living nice as I glanced around the Mercedes. The black leather seats and built in GPS let me know that he was making more than a few bucks. Maybe now that I was in this new position I could be on his level one day.

  We didn’t drive long before we pulled in front of a club named Ferrari. Red strobe lights flashed outside as people stood behind a black velvet rope dying to get in. The line was wrapped around the corner, but it was filled with women. Various colors of the rainbow and all of them were sexy. Tony stopped right in front of the club valeting the car which is mandatory when you drive a ride like his.

  Tony said a few words to a man that approached the car in a red coat, Tony pointed to a spot right in front of the club and handed the man some money. The car was a magnet; every head in the line was fixed on us and the Benz. We were a long way from riding to the club in an old Chevy Blazer and barely having money to get in.

  We went in the club and of course Tony knew someone at the door so we slide in for free. We went straight to the bar and grabbed some drinks and then started our prowl. When we were younger we started something called hunting. Hunting was grabbing one or two girls, taking them back to a hotel or car, and tag teaming them till the sun came up.

  We separated and did things like we used to but it seemed all too easy. It had been a while since I did this, but the women seemed more aggressive. One grabbed my ass as I walked by and gave me a wink. Where were these bitches at when I was 19 and begging for some pussy? We weren’t in the club long, maybe two hours before me and Tony walked out with two chicks. Mine was vanilla swirl.

  “I’m Puerto Rican and Black.” she explained in the club with an east coast accent.

  Didn’t matter, I was more concerned with the beach ball ass she had coming out of her dress. Tony had a thick chocolate drop with the same ass affliction except she had on jeans. The girls didn’t know each other, but they were going to before the night was over.

  When we got in the Benz all eyes were on us and our new found dates. This was the life except my damn phone kept buzzing. Chloé was sending more texts and called a million times. I sent her a text back and said I was okay and leave me alone. I wanted her to think I was still upset about our argument, but really I just wanted to be alone or at least away from her.

  The alcohol swirled through my bloodstream making everything a blur. The ride back to the hotel was fast esp
ecially with my vanilla swirl rubbing my dick through my pants. My new found friend sat in the back seat and of course Tony drove and sat in the front with the chocolate girl whose name I didn’t catch. It was like they already knew what was going down and they were completely okay with it.

  We got to the room with no problem and they instantly undressed. Our dicks were in their mouths faster than we could close the door and put the “do not disturb” sign on the knob. Puerto Rico, as I started calling her, was sloppily taking my nine inches into her jaws. Her hands working in unison with her bobbing head rendered me speechless. .

  As I lay on the bed with my hands behind my head I finally relaxed. I didn’t see what Tony and the other girl were doing through the darkness of the room, but I heard the chocolate drop starting to moan.

  Puerto Rico was sucking a little too well so I had to stop her. “Ohhh baby, hold up” I said as I pushed her face back from my dick. I found my jeans and fumbled around my pockets for a condom. I didn’t mean to, but I checked my phone out of habit and that’s when I saw it.

  Chloe’s text was blaring across the screen.

  “WHERE R U!!! I’M AT UR MOMS”

  “FUCK” my voice startled my date.

  “What’s wrong?” asked my Puerto Rican Fly as she massaged my back as I put my head in my hands.

  She started kissing my back and grabbing my hands pulling me back towards her as she lay on the bed. I didn’t know what to do. Do I stay here and just wait to answer her in the morning, or do I leave and make up a story?

  Puerto Rico answered the question for me; she had taken my right hand hostage and pulled it between her legs. I felt an intense wetness that covered my fingers. I slid my index and middle finger inside and began feeling around her third base. She pulled my finger out and put it in her mouth, tasting herself.

  That sealed the deal. I turned my phone off and found the Trojan man in my pocket. I said I wanted to be single for the night, and I meant it.