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Hot tears stung my eyes as I crawled, broken and battered, to the cell phone that C-Rock had torn out of my hands and thrown across the room. He had beaten me before, but never like this. I should have known when he walked in the door late smelling like liquor and weed, but I didn’t run away. I thought maybe, just maybe, this time would be different, but it was only five minutes of laughing and talking before he grabbed my phone out of my hand, scrolled through my messages until he found something he didn’t like, and then beat me within an inch of my life.
I picked up the phone and scrolled through my contacts. I couldn’t call the cops... There was enough coke in the house to put me away for years, and I knew the cops wouldn’t believe me if I said it wasn’t mine. That was the problem, if I tried to report him for abusing me they would investigate, and thanks to C-Rock I was caught up in way too much dirt to have cops around. Even if I was able to put him away, where would I go? I had no money, no more friends, and his niggas were just as dangerous as him.
Finally, as I reached the bottom of my contact list, I saw someone who might help me. It was Max, a white boy who I used to work with. We had been really good friends before C-Rock made me cut him and everyone else out of my life, and I prayed to God he would remember and help me.
Without any other options, I cried silently and pressed the call button. After a few rings, I heard his familiar voice.
“Hello? Who’s this?”
I took a deep shuddering breath before continuing.
“It’s me, Erica. I’m sorry to call you so late, it’s just I have no one else to turn to...”
Try as I might, I couldn’t stop myself from crying into the phone.
“What do you mean? Erica, you know this is Max right? Are you alright? What’s wrong?”
“It’s C-Rock, he...” This was the first time I had reached out to someone for help, and I was too overwhelmed to finish the sentence.
“Erica? What the fuck are you talking about? Tell me!”
“Did he beat you?”
My silence told him all he needed to know.
“Where are you right now?”
I told him the address, and without waiting to hear anything else he hung up. I laid there for what felt like an eternity, my body wracked with pain.
Finally, I could hear the door swing open and Max’s familiar voice sounding through the house.
“I’m in here!”
Max swung in, and the first thing I noticed was that he looked different than the last time I had seen him. Before he had been athletic but thin, but now his shirt clung tightly against him as his muscles strained against it. His handsome face was covered with a 5 o’clock shadow and there was a cigarette hanging out of the side of his mouth. What had happened to the Max I used to know? I didn’t have long to ask questions as he rushed forward.
“Goddamn!” He said, his eyes roaming around the trashed room. “What the hell did he do to you? We need to get you to a hospital straight away.”
“I’m sorry for calling you so late after all this time Max...”
He shook his head as he stepped forward and knelt down to pick me up. He looked into my eyes with his usual kindness, but this time there was something different: Anger.
“Don’t apologize, this isn’t you fault.” He said as he scooped me up and headed towards the door. I felt like a child in his arms as he carried me to his BMW, and helped me into the front seat.
“There, that should do it.” He said, walking around to the driver’s seat. He peeled out of the parking lot straight away, his wheels screeching against the road as he glanced at me with concern.
“Listen Erica, I know you’ve just been through some real shit but I’m going to need you to tell me everything that happened. Start with the beginning. First off, why am I the only person you can call but we haven’t seen each other in what seems like years?”
I wiped the tears from my eyes and began confessing everything to him. I told him how C-Rock and I had met, how it had started off good before C-Rock showed his true colors. I described in detail how he had made me feel guilty and like everything was my fault, when really he was the one who was always getting up to no good. It felt amazing to finally get everything off my chest, and when I was finished with my story I breathed a big sigh of relief and turned to face Max, searching for any sign of reaction.
He turned his head towards me and gave me a look of sympathy that let me know he was there for me. Taking one hand off the wheel, he placed it on my leg and rubbed it comfortingly.
“Listen to me Erica, you’re never going to have to deal with that shit again. I promise you as long as I’m around I’m going to make sure that motherfucker never finds you. Now we’re only a few minutes away from the hospital, once you’re out I’m going to take you to my place until you can find somewhere to go. Understand?”
“Thank you!” I said, before crying uncontrollably. After not having any sympathy or love for so long, his words were making all my emotions pour out. Even as we pulled into the hospital, I wondered if this was really going to be the end of it. C-Rock wasn’t the type of guy to just let things go, and I prayed that he would never find me.
“Alright Ms. Parker, you’ve been given the all clear to go.” The nurse stood in front of me with a clipboard, lazily checking off some boxes as she looked at my chart. When I had first gotten to the hospital they looked over me, and said that although I was heavily bruised and could have suffered a concussion, nothing was broken or bleeding so they would have to release me unless I had insurance.
Although I didn’t, Max had stepped in immediately and gotten his card out of his wallet, telling them not to worry about the price. Three days later now and the bruising had finally gone down, and I was set to be released. I felt a warm glow come over me as I thought about Max waiting for me outside, and for the first time in years I felt like there was hope.
“There’s already somebody outside waiting to pick you up, so if you want you can leave now although you weren’t scheduled to be released for another hour or so.”
“Thank you, I think I will.”
The nurse nodded and headed outside, as I quickly got dressed. I ran over to a little mirror they had on a side table, and checked myself. My hair was a mess, I had no makeup on, and my clothes were all wrinkled up. Not exactly how I wanted to see Max again after all he did for me, but it would have to work.
Finally, I was ready. I walked out into the waiting room confidently, with a foolish grin spreading across my face. I couldn’t see him in the waiting room and figured he must he having a cigarette, so I walked outside and felt a hand tap me on the shoulder. Smiling and getting ready to hug Max, I turned around to see C-Rock.
My heart ran cold and a surge of adrenaline shot through me. There was no time to question how or why he knew where I was, before C-Rock had grabbed me by the arm and was steering me towards his car.
“Did you think you could get away from me, you stupid bitch? They told me another man had checked you in, luckily I was still listed as your spouse on your medical report. Who the fuck is this new nigga and why is you fucking with him? I knew you were cheating. Just wait until I get your dumb ass home.”
Panic filled me, and it was like my mind had just shut down. I wanted to run, I wanted to scream for help, but all I found myself doing was walking along with him to his car as if in a trance, terrified about what he would do to me. We were only a couple rows away from his Cadillac before I saw a familiar white BMW pull up next to us. Max parked it and got out quickly.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Max asked as he opened the door and got out, wearing only a white singlet and shorts showing off his impressive body.
C-Rock looked between him and me, before letting me go and stepping towards Max.
“Who the fuck do you think you are bitch?”
Max just smiled.
“I’m the guy who picked up Erica from your apartment the other day. I don’t know how you got them to release her early but you’re not going anywhere.”
“I’m not going anywhere? I’m going wherever I damn please white boy and that’s that. If you got a problem, I got a problem solver in the car that has a bullet with your name on it.”
Max took a couple steps forward quickly, so they were only a couple feet apart.
“What the fuck makes you think you’re going to make it to the car?”
C-Rock opened his mouth to speak but didn’t have a chance to finish, as Max quickly shifted his weight forward and swung a fast left hook, hitting C-Rock in the jaw. I would have never thought that someone so big could move so fast, but in the blink of an eye Max was throwing jab after jab, landing most of them as C-Rock desperately tried to step backward. Max stopped for a moment, and C-Rock shuffled around clumsily, looking like he had no idea where he was anymore.
“Come on then, go get your gun.” Max said, stepping between him and the car. C-Rock gave him one last blank look, before his legs gave out from under him and he collapsed onto the concrete. Without hesitation Max knelt down besides his body and reached into his jeans, digging out his phone. He quickly dialed 911 and spoke calmly into the phone.
“We’re in the parking lot of St. Vincent’s hospital, corner of 51st and 2nd. I just knocked out someone who tried to kill me, he’s passed out right now in the middle of the parking lot. He has a gun in the car, please send someone straight away.”
Without waiting for an answer he threw the phone to the side, and gave C-Rock a hard kick to the head.
“That’s to make sure he stays asleep until the police arrive.” He said. “Now let’s get the hell out of here.”
He briskly walked over to the driver’s door and let himself in as I stared at him in shock and awe. Finally I was snapped back to reality and I quickly got into the passenger’s seat.
“How did you... when did you... What?”
Max laughed at my confusion as he reversed out of the parking lot and started speeding down the road.
“You never asked me what I moved down to LA for in the first place. It wasn’t to work part time at Starbucks, it was to focus on my boxing career. I didn’t want to say anything in case it didn’t work out, but now it has. You won’t have to worry about C-Rock anymore.”
I shook my head rapidly.
“No, you don’t understand. You’re not bulletproof. C-Rock will stop at nothing to have me back, and it doesn’t matter how well you can fight. There’s no point trying to hide, he’ll just kill both of us. Maybe you should just let me go so that way only one of us gets hurt.”
Max glanced at me with an incredulous expression.
“No way in hell. That’s going to be the last time you ever see him.”
“That’s what you said last time!”
He exhaled deeply, and nodded his head.
“Alright, I understand that. I get that. But you can’t panic on me. You’ve been living in secret for too long, with C-Rock telling you what to do and who to see. We used to be good friends, and you were down with me back when I was still making coffee for a living. I was one of the only white guys in South Central and you had no problem being friends with me, even when others treated me like an outcast. That means a lot, and I’m not going to turn my back on you now that you’re in a serious situation.”
I looked stared at his handsome face for almost a minute, searching his expression for any signs that would tell me what he was really thinking. I used to think I was a good judge of character before I fell for C-Rock, but staring at Max’s face I realized he was 100% genuine. I could trust this man.
“Thanks for everything, it’s just it’s hard for me to open up again. Sometimes I feel like everyone is out to get me.”
“That’s understandable, but don’t trip. We’ll be at my apartment soon, and then we can talk.”
I stayed silent as we drove to his apartment complex, and I looked around in surprise as we arrived. It was a gated community, and as we pulled up to the guards and they let him in, I turned to face him.
“You must be doing pretty well for yourself.”
“Well, I make ends meet.”
He parked in his spot and we got out. He placed his hand on the small of my back to guide me up towards his apartment, and I found myself relaxing. We walked inside, and I was shocked by the size of it.
“This place is amazing.” I said. Who would have thought my co-worker at Starbucks would have made it so fast?
“Thanks. It’s big, but there’s only one bedroom so you might have to sleep on the couch. I would say you can stay in one of the other rooms, but one’s turned into a home gym and the others for storage.”
“Anyway, the bathrooms down the hall if you want to have a shower and freshen up.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him. I quickly walked down the hallway and hopped into the luxurious shower, grateful to finally feel fresh after several days in the hospital. As the hot water ran over me to help wash my stress away, I found myself fantasizing about Max. I thought about his cocky grin, and what his arms would feel like wrapped around my body. I could picture him naked, holding me against his muscular body as he guided his white cock inside me...
Quickly snapping out of my fantasy, I shook my head.
You’re getting ahead of yourself girl I thought You need to calm your ass down.
Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself with one of his Egyptian cotton towels and got dressed again, feeling much better. I studied myself in the mirror quickly, before stepping back out. I smiled at him as I sat back down on the couch, my hair still wet from the shower.
“Now I do.”
“Good. I’m sure you could use a drink after all you just went through, anyway.”
He walked up to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Cristal champagne, and grabbed two champagne flutes. Pouring us each a glass, he walked over to where I was sitting on the couch and handed me one. Holding his glass up high, he made a toast.
“Here’s to you moving on with the next chapter of your life.”
I clinked my glass against his and had a long sip. I didn’t know why he was being so nice to me, but it felt amazing. As I looked into Max’s eyes, I realized I never wanted to leave.
He took a sip and smiled.
“You know, it’s funny. I always had a crush on you back in the day.” He said, laughing a little. I raised my eyebrows and smiled.
“Come on now, why didn’t you say anything? If you had asked me out I probably would have said yes.”
“Well, I just figured that because I was white and new to the town you wouldn’t hang with me. I’ve always had a thing for black girls, and I mean, well, you are beautiful...” His voice trailed off, and he quickly looked away.
“Well now I know.” I said, taking another long sip of my champagne. My eyes roamed across his handsome body, and I was definitely feeling good about where this was headed. Did he still feel the same way about me though?
“Max, have you ever been with a black woman?” I asked nervously. I could feel my heart beating in my chest, and my mouth felt dry.
“I haven’t actually. Not by choice, it’s just with how much I’ve been training there hasn’t really been any time left over for romance, you know what I mean?”
I nodded and bit my lip, more nervous than I had ever been.
“Do you... do you want to be with a black woman?”
“Of course, but...” His eyes suddenly widened as he realized what I was saying. He looked shocked, and I couldn’t help but notice his eyes roam over my body as he realized what I was offering him.
“You’re beautiful, and God knows I’ve fantasized about this moment before, but after all you’ve just been through... are you sure you’re ready for another relationship?”
I had never been so sure of anything before in my life. I wanted to love him, I wanted to be with him, and right then and there I wanted his white cock inside me.
“Are you really sure?”
I smiled at him, feeling the adrenaline surge through me. Max was too nice for his own damn good, and instead of replying I leaned forward on the couch and kissed him.
As soon as my lips touched his, it was like a spark on gasoline. He didn’t hesitate as he leaned forward to press his body against mine, his hot tongue working its way into my willing mouth. His hands roamed across my body as he maneuvered me so that I was lying on my back on the couch, as he kissed me passionately.
I closed my eyes and gave in to the pleasurable sensations, as he took over control completely. One hand squeezed my breast while the other groped my ass, and I arched my back to press my body against his even more. A soft moan escaped my lips as his hands continued to wander across my body, before his lips broke away from mine and he grabbed the bottom of my shirt.
Pulling upwards on it, he eased it up over my head and threw it to the side, before quickly unbuttoning my pants and tugging on them. I smiled and arched my back to help him, as he pulled them down. I felt my heart skip a beat as I felt them sliding down my legs, and I could already feel a wetness between my thighs.
He kissed the inside of my thigh, and looked up at me.
“I think it’s time you took everything off.” I nodded my head and bit my lip, loving the feeling of turning him on. I reached forward and placed my hand on the bulge in his shorts, squeezing slightly.
Feeling more confident than I had in ages, I stood up and took a step forward, looking back at him so that he had a good view of my ass wearing only a thong. I pulled it down slowly, bending over slightly as I did it. I felt the sheer fabric fall down to my feet and I kicked it away, before reaching back to unhook my bra. I was still facing away from him as I let the bra fall to the ground, and covered my breasts with one hand before turning around to face him.
“My God...” He said, almost groaning as he looked at my body. He quickly took off his singlet and shorts, before pulling down his boxers. His thick cock sprung out of his pants already hard, and I stared at it in awe as I stepped forward and wrapped my fingers around it.
“I wasn’t expecting it to be so big.” I said. He didn’t respond, instead moaning as I started slowly stroking his cock, clearly enjoying the sight of my black hand on his white cock. I was feeling playful, and I took my hand off him and stepped back.
“Do you like what you see, Daddy?” I asked as I let my hand roam down to my wet slit. I barely had time to tease him before he stood up with a determined look.
“Fuck.” Was all he said, as he grasped his own cock, stroking it shamelessly while he looked at my body. I leaned forward slightly as I rubbed my clit and bit my lip.
Without hesitating another second he strode forward and placed both hands on my ass, lifting me up and holding me against him as his mouth met mine. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me forward, pressing me up against the wall as he gave in to his lust. I could feel his cock pressing up against my wet pussy, and his tongue sent shivers of pleasure across my body.
“It’s yours.” I whispered into his ear softly. He moaned and released his grip on me, letting me slide down to my feet as he paused. Placing one hand on his throbbing cock, he grabbed me by my hair and pushed me to my knees. I did as he wanted obediently. After being forced to give up control to C-Rock so often, I had forgotten how good it felt to be submissive to a man who wouldn’t hurt me. Even so, as I looked up at him I saw a new look in his eye that wasn’t there before, it was a look of pure uncontrolled lust.
“Oh fuck...” he moaned, as he guided his cock to my open mouth. He placed one hand on my weave and used it to control my face as he slid his cock in over and over, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag slightly.
“Oh fuck, suck that fucking cock.” It was like he had turned into a new person, and all I could do was hold onto his legs as he rocked my face back and forth, his powerful thrusts dominating me. After a few more pumps he pulled out, and got down on his own knees.
“Get on all fours.” He said desperately. I quickly did as he said, and I heard him suck in air as he enjoyed the view.
“I’ve been fantasizing about getting my dick inside your beautiful black ass since I first saw it.” He rubbed the head of his cock up against my pussy, sending shivers through my body. A soft moan escaped my lips as I looked back at him. He kept teasing me for what felt like ages, rubbing the head up against my clit.
“Do you want this dick inside you?”
“Call me Daddy.”