Excerpt from the future bestseller LAW ABIDING FREAK by: Author Mo'Nik

MALIYAH LOVE

Maliyah knocked on the door belonging to the room that she always met her client Ian in but not before doing a quick sweep of herself. Everything was tight and in place. Ian answered the door to the room with a smile pasted across his face. He was a handsome man who stood six feet tall with deep brown skin. Broad shoulders sat upon a great body and he always smelled good. Issey Miyake was his scent and it never played out to her.

“Hello Ian. It is so nice to see you again. It’s always my pleasure,” Jacinda said in a sultry and seductive tone.

“Maliyah you look amazing as always. And trust the pleasure is all mine. Damn you fine,” Ian said in his baritone voice his smile growing bigger.

He eyed Maliyah from the top of her wig down to her polished toes. Maliyah Love was the name she chose to adopt when she began working for Peach Flavored, one of Atlanta’s most elite and prestigious escort services, almost a year ago. Peach Flavored had an extensive list of clients that included city officials, pastors, judges, law enforcement officers, and celebrities. Each one of the escorts that worked for the company had to sign a sworn affidavit of secrecy. You weren’t to mention names, positions, titles or whatever went down, to absolutely anyone. That was perfectly fine with Jacinda Whitaker also known as Maliyah Love who couldn’t risk her true identity being discovered. She never made friends with any of the other ladies as it was strictly handling her business to her. She damn sure didn’t need the money. She just wanted the sex.

Ian took a step back and opened the door, motioning with his free hand for Maliyah to come in.

“Please Maliyah come inside.”  

She entered the very elegant room that was painted in white and gold, smiling a little because Ian had great taste. He is a thirty six year old real estate investor who is single and never been married with no children.  Ian was just a bachelor who was living life to the fullest. That’s what she liked most about him. Maliyah wasn’t supposed to fraternize with her clients but Ian paid for her time so he could use it as he wished. She made every minute worth her client’s money. Peach Flavored charged fifteen thousand dollars for three hours of time and she earned forty-five percent of that which was direct deposited into a secret account that she didn’t even touch. The money was cool but she didn’t do it for the money. She had a strong desire for sex, great sex. Maliyah’s appetite was insatiable. She didn’t bother with being in a relationship nor did she want to be in one. She had yet to find anyone that was able to satiate her.

Her thoughts suddenly and unexpectedly trailed off to Rashon Pierre. She met him at a Barnes & Noble Bookstore oddly enough. He had reached for the same law book as her. The moment his hand touched hers she felt a wave of excitement and curiosity sweep over her. She yearned for sex just that much and she always has, ever since she got her first dose when she lost her virginity.

To her delight, the young butterscotch brother was fine as hell. He smiled at her with the biggest, brightest smile she had ever seen. Almost immediately she felt the urge to kiss him and she wanted to taste him. Jacinda bit her bottom lip trying to fight temptation as she smiled back. The brother introduced himself as Rashon Pierre, a law student that was new to the area. At the time so was she so they hit it off immediately. He invited her out that same night and a few drinks later she was in his college dorm with her pedicure toes pointed towards the ceiling as one of his college roommates masturbated to them from across the room. As far as sex goes the two of them had plenty of it. They would hook up several times throughout the week. Meeting in the library, the dean’s office, a janitor’s closet, and wherever else they could sneak into. It was thrilling for a young Jacinda and the sex wasn’t the best but it was consistent and easily accessible. She got bored after a few months and just started ignoring his phone calls and other attempts to contact her.

Maliyah snapped back to reality following Ian to the double king size bed that was draped in white silk sheets.

“You sure know how to get a woman in the mood Ian,” Jacinda stated when she noticed the apple cinnamon candles burning around the sleeping area, casting shadows off the wall and filling the room with the sweet aroma.

Ian was one of her favorite clients. Maliyah saw him three times a week most months. He felt the same way she did about sex, loving to have it without the strings attached. It was easier for him to call Peach Flavored for what he needed instead of his phone blowing up with calls from thirsty gold digging women who wouldn’t and couldn’t satisfy him.

“Bring your sexy ass here lady. I want some of that pussy in my face.”

Ian sat at the foot end of the bed grabbing Maliyah by her tiny waist. His hands traced her curvaceous body along her hips and down her thighs. Soon his hands were under her dress, his strong fingers twirling in her pussy. Maliyah felt herself start to get hot and wet. It was a long day at the office and she needed to release some stress.

She slid the dress off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor and revealing her ample body. She pushed Ian back onto the bed while he was still at the edge straddling him still in his suit and tie. Maliyah gave him a sexy wink before climbing on to his face and instantly she felt a rush. The force of his tongue on her clitoris made her explode right away.

“Oh my fucking goodness!” left her lips as her body trembled on his face. “You did want this pussy in your face huh?”

Ian grasped her thigh in response and to let her know not to move as he hadn’t had his fill yet. She leaned forward and gripped the sheets as she rode his face like a wild horse popping her clit in and out of his mouth. Maliyah grinded her hips as he sucked, licked, and nibbled at her dripping beauty. He didn’t stop until she came once more making her sweet nectar cover his face like sticky glaze on a Krispy Kreme donut.

Maliyah collapsed beside Ian from the intensity of her orgasm. “Your mouth is amazing Ian.” Her breathing was heavy but steady.

Maliyah closed her eyes for a brief moment and when she opened them again Ian was completely undressed and his Magnum covered dick was standing at attention, ready for its mission to conquer Maliyah’s vagina. She spread her thighs open, inviting him to play in her wonderland. “That pretty muthafucka taste like my mama peach cobbler.” He wrapped his right arm around her body and lifted her carrying her from the edge where they were sitting to the middle of the huge bed. As Ian eased Maliyah down he eased himself inside of her honey pot. She arched her back opening herself even more and allowing Ian’s mixing spoon to go deeper. She nibbled her bottom lip trying to hold back moans.

“Ian that stroke on you feels good baby,” Maliyah moaned. He was a good lover but love wasn’t what she was looking for. Maliyah needed a good fucker.

“I want to feel you inside of me hitting it from the back,” she whispered in his ear between the moans.

Her level of comfort was slowly dropping. Missionary was more of an intimate position, as great as it felt, but intimacy is a no-no in the business she was in.

Like he was Tarzan and she was Jane Ian scooped Maliyah up in his arms and flipped her over onto her stomach. Maliyah giggled.

“You know I like it rough big daddy.”

He reached around and placed his hand on her abdomen, lifting it and making her raise her ass off the bed slightly. He held on to her waist like they were reigns on a horse, keeping her in that position as he plunged deep into her sea. Swimming in Maliyah’s ocean was the best feeling to Ian next to seeing her beautiful face enjoying his love stroke. Her pussy felt good with a condom on so he imagined what she felt like without one.

Ian moved his hands from Maliyah’s waist and placed them on her shoulders. With a gentle force he held her face down ass up as he continued to power drive his dick harder and deeper into her throbbing, dripping twat.

“You are so wet Maliyah you are drowning my dick,” Ian groaned. “I didn’t bring a life jacket with me.” Maliyah moaned out in immense pleasure as she came yet again gripping the soaked sheets.

“Damn Ian baby you are making me cum again. You are the reason why I am dripping wet and drowning your shit”

At the same moment Ian squealed out in delight while releasing all of his children into the rubber love glove that he wore. It was now his turn to collapse beside Maliyah’s sweat drenched temple.

She climbed out of the bed and headed across the room, which no longer smelled of apples and cinnamon but now of sweat and sex, to the bathroom.

“Meet me in the shower Ian and don’t keep me waiting.”

Within sixty seconds, Maliyah was bracing herself on a towel rack as Ian drilled her from behind with the steamy water surrounding them.

“Keep fucking me just like that Ian,” Maliyah requested. “I want to feel every inch of that dick inside me.” Soon the walls were bleeding with beads of sweat and they both were cumming again as the bathroom filled with oh yes baby and oh shit.”

A couple more rounds of fucking in random spots all over the hotel room and Maliyah and Ian’s three hours came to an end. Maliyah always hated this part of her dates. She was never fulfilled sexually. They said their goodbyes leaving Maliyah to get ready for her second date. She picked up the courtesy phone in the room to call her next client.

“Hello, Milton? This is Maliyah Love, are we still on for twelve thirty tonight?” There was a brief pause while Maliyah waited for the man’s answer. “Great! I will see you then!”

She went to her car to retrieve her overnight bag which contained her change of clothes, a different wig, and hygiene essentials. Milton was a new client and this would be their first date together. Maliyah would adapt to his preferences over time.

Maliyah quickly showered and got dressed putting a new scent on her velvety skin, Michael Kors Sexy Sunset. She headed out the door of the hotel suite to her next destination, the Double Tree by Hilton hotel in Roswell, fifteen miles north of Atlanta. At twelve twenty-five a.m. Maliyah was looking for Milton in the lobby of the classy hotel.

She noticed a guy matching the description she was given with his back to her across the lobby. She approached the man.

“Milton Pryce?” The man turned to face Maliyah.

A look of shock covered his face when their eyes met. Maliyah’s heart started beating twice as fast when she realized who was standing in front of her.

“Ra-Rashon,” she managed to stutter.

“Jacinda!” Rashon shot back. “Just the person I have been looking for.”