Escape to Paris With Love (14 page)

EJ was as nervous as a hooker turning tricks in line on judgment day. She hadn’t had sex since the last night she spent with Paul. Honestly, she thought she’d never have the desire or
the courage to give herself to another man. Yet here she stood, alone with Armani in the luxurious stateroom of his yacht.

Armani was so charmingly debonair that he took EJ completely by storm. From the moment his car crashed into hers EJ was swept up in
to a fantasy world of romance. A world where a sexy, handsome prince wooed an average working class, African American woman and showered her with love, affection, gifts and good intent. 

Sure EJ could hardly be considered working class. By all rights EJ and her daughters were set for life, Teddy saw to that by establishing a living trust of ten million dollars in honor of Paul for EJ and the girls. She also owned an extreme
ly successful investment business with Prissy. Even still, she would still be considered financially challenged compared to the insane number of zeroes behind Prince Armani Fabre′s name.

Actually, none of that mattered to the happy couple who had dated exc
lusively for a month now. Though economically and socially worlds apart they were perfectly matched. Armani had loved the mythical version of EJ in his dreams for years. He could not have fathomed that the real version could be ten times more exquisite than he could have ever imagined. Her beauty, her wit and her charm stunned the handsome prince, but her giving, loving heart blew him away. He was hers for the taking from the second she spoke.

EJ soon came to realize that her reoccurring dreams of Paul stopped instantly the day that Armani crashed into her life. Without fail she
had dreamed of making love to Paul every single night since he passed only to awake alone and hurt. Although sweet, those dreams crippled her with regret and almost destroyed her. Now they were gone and EJ was free to love and be loved.

Tonight would be
the turning point in her new existence. Tonight EJ would make love to an incredibly awesome man who loved and worshipped her and she would not wake up alone. For the first time in over seven years EJ was truly happy. Actually, she had no concept how happy she was about to be.

Armani had been more than a gentleman, patiently courting the Atlanta beauty for almost a full four weeks without making a move past second base. He sensed that EJ wanted him but something beyond her control was holding her back and keeping her out of his bed. Armani was playing for keeps. He realized that they were locked in an intriguing game
of chess and not a front porch game of checkers. EJ was an exceptionally woman, as complex as she was beautiful. Armani knew he had to strategically calculate and weigh his every move, including this one.

Until now, they had dated in and around Paris and EJ always had the luxury of returning home at the end of the date. Subliminal offers to spend the night with the handsome prince were offered, but EJ never once took the bait. So, Armani realized that they had to get away so that they could be alone and EJ could
n’t go home even if she wanted to.

A short, romantic voyage on Armani’s two hundred and fifty foot super yacht
would present the perfect opportunity for him to both romance and seduce the woman of his dreams. Inviting EJ on a weekend cruise on his yacht was a well calculated move that was about to pay off big. Armani found himself waiting in bed as the stunning, half naked EJ made her way to the bed to join him.

“You look amazing. Please come to me.” His sultry, baritone voice beckoned.

A slow nervous smile spread across EJ’s face as she moved slowly towards him. Every fiber of her being wanted to give itself to this deliciously intoxicating man. Prince Armani Fabre′ was nothing less than hot sex covered in flesh and EJ could not believe that he was her man. For seven years she was celibate, although she didn’t share this fact with Armani. It seemed too weird and she was already nervous enough.

Armani watched in awe as she floated towards him, slow and sexy. He could see an unexpected pink flush color her cheeks. He could tell that she was embarrassed by her nudeness. Rising from the bed he crossed the large bedroom to meet her.

EJ
looked at him in anticipation as he gathered her tiny frame into his arms. Her big doe like eyes arrested his breathing. Lowering his face to hers, he cautiously sampled her lips. They were as sweet as blueberries and he craved more. Armani loved the way their lips fit together and their tongues danced when they kissed. He instantly became hard. His body ached for her and he had to have her. Lifting her body from the floor he carried her to his bed.

Their eyes locked on each other as the contemplated what would come next. Armani’s dick was as hard as the note on his super yacht, so EJ knew exactly what he wanted and expected. The question was if she was ready to take their relationship to the physical level. She dated the sexy Matias for over three months and never once even became moist.

After one lunch date with Armani she practically had to super clue her knees together to keep from fucking him. EJ quickly resolved that she was half past ready to get it started. Her eyes closed as she smothered Armani’s mouth with a scorching kiss. Just like that she gave him the green light and surrendered herself completely to him. She could only pray that he knew what to do with the gift she had just bestowed upon him.

“I want to make love to you. Would that please you?” The polite prince asked.

“Yes… Very much.” EJ conceded as she watched lust and desire dance the Tango in his hazel eyes.

Armani did not respond. He gently kissed her shoulder blade as he carefully peeled the spaghetti strap of her short nightgown over her shoulder, one after the other. With EJ’s help he gingerly pulled it over her head and tossed it to the end of the be
d. EJ’s haunting eyes searched his for approval. Armani’s breath got caught in his throat prompting him to swallow hard as her perfect breasts were freed. His eyes closed briefly as if he was bathing in an invisible sun. She was breathtakingly beautiful and Armani could not believe that she was about to give herself to him. 

“You are by far the most exquisite woman I’ve ever known. I can’t believe you belong to me.” He breathed a long breath before his mouth closed in on hers.

Slowly on top of her now outstretched body he covered her body with his. EJ’s legs opened wide to accommodate him between them. They kissed long and deep as his gentle but firm hands took possession and claimed every inch of her body. Starting with her breast, Armani squeezed and sampled their firmness. He groaned as the soft flesh squished perfectly in his hands. EJ moaned as the sensation immediately resonated like a ripple throughout her body.

She was very sexually experienced but she was a highly volatile, sexual being. Her thighs wrapped around his back and her hips swirled as she gyrated on Armani’s hard dick. It felt delicious and she didn’t care what he thought of her for enjoying it. Frankly, it felt wonderful to Armani as well. He was like a Chocoholic alone in Willie Wonker’s Chocolate Factory and EJ was his favorite temptation.

His mouth wasted no time finding its way to EJ’s perky breast. He opened wide and gobbled it in one big hungry bite. EJ’s legs clamped tighter around his back in response. Her pussy thumped wildly and cream flooded her sex soaking her thong in the process. Her need was palpable and Armani’s was too great to tease her.   

Reluctantly releasing her breast from his greedy mouth he asked for permission to turn up the heat in that stateroom just a tad bit higher. “I want to taste you. Can I kiss your thighs?”

Now EJ knew that was not what he wanted to kiss. And if this sexy man kissed between her legs and only kissed her thighs she was going to be fucking pissed. Still she played the lady card and nodded yes.

“Are you sure it’s alright?”

“Please, kiss me where ever you like, I’m yours now.”

Armani watched as desire darkened EJ’s blue eyes. He knew she wanted it as much as he did.
He kissed her softly. His eyes held hers captive as he slowly removed he black lace thong. She arched her back to help bringing her freshly manicured mound high in the air. Armani seized the opportunity to keep it there.

Grabbing her by her onion booty he pulled her pussy towards his face,
extending an exploratory tongue he licked her clit to get a little taste. She tasted like hot butterscotch and he was instantly a butterscotch addict. Burying his face deeper between her open legs Armani devoured her. The unsuspecting EJ struggled hard to acclimate herself to the array of pleasure that overloaded her senses. It had been years since she saw a man bury his face in her pussy and ironically he looked just like Armani.

EJ’s mouth quickly formed a perfect O as Armani’s hot tongue snaked in and out of her wet pussy licking the juices that continued to flood it like a broken dam flooding a basin. Her back arched tilting her pelvis forward as she rubbed her koochie hard against his insatiable mouth. It was the most incredible feeling she had ever experienced and she soon found herself
strapped to the tip of a nuclear warhead that was about detonate.

A slow grin creased Armani’s handsome face he knew EJ. He wanted the first time he made love to EJ to be a night she’d never forget. Latching onto her clit he slurped it like a straw until it was pulled into his hot mouth. Then he hollowed his cheeks and sucked it even further into the depths of his mouth.

EJ’s legs clamped around his head putting it a vice grip. Armani felt her body rip apart at the seams as she squirted warm cream in his mouth. Squirming and thrashing and screaming she released harder than she’d ever come in her life. Determined to give her the moustache ride of her young life Armani continued to chew on her cookie until she exploded in sweet ecstasy once again.

Her body soon went limp as she surrendered to the pleasure that enveloped her like a snug cocoon. Armani knew she was ready for him and he was beyond ready for her. His dick throbbed and jerked violently as he tried to roll the magnum condom along its length. He couldn’t remember it ever being this excited about getting some pussy. He could hardly sheath it
. It was so anxious and menacing.

EJ recovered long enough to see how hard, veiny and huge it was. “Ah shit!” She unconsciously murmured as she realized she was in trouble.

If Armani heard her he didn’t acknowledge it. Frankly his hands were full wrestling that African Rock Python that refused to wear a damn condom.  Finally managing to somehow convince it to slither in the condom Armani returned his attention to EJ. She was balled up in the fetal position and Armani swore she was sucking her thumb.

“Are you ready for me?” He asked as he rolled her on her back and climbed between her legs. He delicately sampled her lips
in an attempt to revive her before he released that angry python in her grotto.

EJ
used the remainder of her strength to nod yes. She knew ready or not she was about to be impelled by that thick ten inch dick of his. “Yes.”

Snaking his tongue in her mouth to distract her Armani pressed the head of that enraged monster at the entrance of her womb. He groaned and she gasped as the head stretched her and wiggled. “Damn you’re tight.” He unconsciously breathed as he pushed in a little further.

EJ’s mouth tried to say, “Fuck you got a big damn dick!” Luckily for her no sound emerged from her vocal cords, besides there was no time.

Armani was stuffing that overgrown
African snake into her tight pussy threatening to split it completely open. Before she could even think about protesting he had sank it balls damn deep and was making himself at home. His eyes engaged hers to assure she was still with him. She nodded in the affirmative that she was ready. Withdrawn almost completely he sunk it back in position with one hard thrust.

“Oh shit!” EJ gurgled as his big ass dick smashed against her hot spot. A new wave of arousal washed over
her body and her eyes popped wide open as her senses went on full alert.

Armani eyes brightened and a sexy smile crept slowly across his face indicating that he was about to fuck the hell out of her. EJ was revived and all in. She hadn’t had dick in seven years and she was seven years over
due. Wrapping her thighs high on her back she let Armani know that she came to play.

Armani chuckled as he went to work punching EJ’s Pretty Kitty in the face repeated, hard, without mercy. Putting his back in every stroke he tried to punch his dick through EJ’s damn back. Clamping down on his dick her vaginal muscles EJ quickly let him know that he might be the Crown Prince but she was the Queen of Pussyville and this territory was completely under her domain.

“Aw Fuck!” He cried out as her pussy muscles sucked on his throbbing dick like they were a damn mouth. “Damn you feel so good.”

Armani’s donkey dick soon proved to be no match for EJ’s Kegel muscle mastery. Moments later a humungous squall of pleasure slam in his back hard.
His stiffened and seized as he screamed out in victor like a conquering Viking returning home to Scandinavia. Caught mid stroke and consumed by his overwhelming release Armani loss control and went into an unattractive full body seizure as he shot his load and filled the magnum condom with his juices.

EJ wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close as the waves of pleasure that crashed over him eventually subsided. Struggling to recover and regain his cool prince persona Armani decided to toss all of his cool points on the table and whisper in EJ’s ear, “I’m in love with you EJ.”