The Circle: Autumn Page 6

  Autumn opened her mouth and accepted Quinton’s tongue inside. Their tongues danced over each other with sensual twists and turns that sent heated sparks all over Autumn’s body. Her mind was suddenly at ease. Thoughts of Rain being dead, Fallon being in trouble, and Dayvid never seeing the light of day suddenly fell away from her consciousness. For the first time in her life Autumn only thought about herself and her own satisfaction.

  Quinton moved his mouth from hers and trailed his tongue down her neck with the expertise of a pro. It was the first time she’d experienced a real man taking his time with her. Quinton was treating her body like a piece of rare gold or a priceless gem.

  Autumn let out a low grunt and a mouth full of air with each of his movements. Her body felt like it was engulfed in heat. Autumn was not as experienced with sex as her sister Fallon, so Autumn was feeling overwhelmed by the feelings that were taking over her body as Quinton trailed his tongue lower and lower. Autumn’s legs tingled and trembled, her stomach quivered and her pussy throbbed like a heartbeat.

  “You a’ight?” Quinton whispered just before he took in a mouthful of her left nipple. “I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to do.”

  “Ahhh yes. I want to. I want you,” Autumn panted, twisting her hips towards him, egging him on because she couldn’t control the throbbing between her legs. As soon as the breathless words left her mouth, Quinton moved his tongue to her stomach causing Autumn to jump. He licked gently past her bellybutton and then around the triangle of her love mound. It was a little unkempt down there because she had been on the run and not able to really keep things up, but Quinton didn’t seem to mind that at all. He still took his time, tasting every inch of her like he never wanted to stop. Autumn let out a soft moan and at the same time Quinton used his hands to gently part her legs.

  “Ssss,” Autumn winced in ecstasy, letting her legs fall apart to accommodate him. “Yes,” she hissed, touching the top of his head to make sure he didn’t change his mind. Autumn wanted to feel him now. All of her problems had dissipated in that moment.

  Quinton gently drove his pointer finger into her tight hole, while vigorously flicking his tongue over her swollen clitoris.

  “Owww,” Autumn groaned. “It hurt so good.”

  “You a virgin baby girl?” Quinton whispered after feeling how tight she was. Autumn just moaned. She wasn’t exactly a virgin, but she didn’t really have a lot of experience either. She had never slept with Quinton over the years, but they had come dangerously close several times. This time he wasn’t letting her get away without finally feeling what he’d waited so long for. The mystery of how she felt was what kept him interested in her for so long. Autumn was always something Quinton had set his mind to conquer one day. Now he finally had her.

  “Damn…I love this shit,” Quinton mumbled as he moved his long tongue from her clitoris to her dripping wet hot box. Her juices dripped from the inside of her creamy center and down to her ass cheeks.

  “You are so fucking wet Baby Girl. You’re driving me wild.”

  Quinton licked every drop like he needed her juices to survive. Autumn was moaning and groaning like crazy. She thrust her hips forward dying for him to continue. Her legs trembled with anticipation of what was to come. She had never felt anything like this in her entire life.

  Suddenly Quinton stopped. He was no longer touching her. Kissing her body. Nothing. Autumn’s eyes popped open, scared that something was wrong to make him stop. She relaxed once she knew that he’d stopped to get undressed. With pure love in her eyes she watched him take off his boxers and wife beater. His exposed muscular chest and legs and his long tool with its dangerous curve at the tip was driving her wild. Autumn licked her lips like she had seen porn stars do in those movies Nanny had hiding in her closet when Autumn was a kid.

  Quinton climbed back onto the bed and used his knees to gently part her legs. Autumn closed her eyes, gripped the sides of the sheets and braced herself. She could tell from what she had seen of his package that it was going to hurt.

  “Ahhh,” she cried out in pleasure as he slowly entered her with his thick, throbbing dick. “Oh my God!” she screamed out as the pain, mixed with pleasure spread through her body. Autumn clamped down causing Quinton to wince. “Damn Baby Girl you are tight as shit,” he wolfed. Quinton was going wild himself. He hadn’t felt a piece of tight pussy like Autumn’s in years…maybe since he was a teenager. He moved his hips with vigor, but not so much to hurt her. With the grip of her tight walls he was ready to cum within minutes.

  Quinton pulled his dick out before he made himself look like a five minute brother. “Whoa this shit is so good a nigga ‘bout to bust.” Autumn giggled.

  “Ride it,” he whispered. “I want to look into your face.”

  Autumn did as she was told and flipped over so that she was on top. Quinton lay flat and she mounted him. Placing her hands on his chest for leverage, she slowly eased herself down on his rod.

  “Ohh!” she belted out as waves of pain shot through her abdomen and ass. “Ewww I can’t take it all,” Autumn winced, easing up some. It felt like his dick was touching her stomach from the inside. Autumn wasn’t going to let it defeat her though. Like a pro, she fought through the pain and began moving up and down like she was riding a pony. Quinton grunted and panted in pure ecstasy. His legs began to shake as he tried to keep himself from busting a nut. It was all to no avail.

  “Arrggg!” he growled, grabbing Autumn around her waist and pulling her down so that her chest was flat against his. “Shit! This pussy is so fucking good!” he wheezed as the last of his fluids squeezed out of him. He moved Autumn’s face so that he could drive his tongue deep into her mouth and they kissed passionately as they both finished up their intense orgasms. After a few minutes both of their bodies, slick with sweat, collapsed against one another. Silence fell around them and only the rapid beat of their hearts could be heard. It was all that Autumn had hoped for and more, but the pain of knowing it would all be short lived was putting a damper on her mood.

  “Yo, I fuckin’ love you Baby Girl,” Quinton broke the silence. Autumn opened her eyes, but she didn’t look at him. “I always did. Now tell me what’s up. I want to know everything that you didn’t tell me all these years,” he followed up.

  Autumn slid off of him and sat Indian style on the bed next to him. She started with small talk and he let her, although he knew he was going to take it back to what he wanted to know about her. Their conversation shifted to world topics, books, and history—things that Autumn felt she couldn’t discuss with her siblings. Autumn finally opened up a little more and told Quinton that she regretted not going to college and working for a big corporate company. It was the first time she’d realized how much being a bank robber and a thief didn’t satisfy her anymore. Quinton listened, but she could see in his eyes that he wanted to know more. He always wanted more from her, but this time was different. Quinton was demanding it. Autumn finally acknowledged his look.

  “Quinton, I’m going to tell you everything about me and my family because I trust you. But I don’t want you to judge me,” she said softly.

  “C’mon. I look like I’m in a position to judge anybody in my line of work? Nah, it ain’t even like that, ma,” Quinton assured. “Love is love.”

  “Ok, but first promise me no matter what you won’t get in your feelings when I have to leave this time. I have to meet up with my family in Mexico. It’s been our plan since before all of us were arrested and the bullshit started happening to us,” Autumn said. Right away Quinton started shaking his head.

  Autumn touched his face gently and with love in her eyes told him the truth from her heart. “They are all I have in the world Quinton. I just have to know they’re ok. Once I do that, just like before, I promise I will get back in contact with you, but only if getting in contact with you won’t get you caught up in my bullshit,” she said with sincerity. He seemed to contemplate what she was saying, then his tense facial expres
sion softened.

  “A’ight. I’ll help you in any way I can, but you need to tell me everything and you need to keep your promise,” Quinton told her. “I don’t fuck with many chicks on the level I have fucked with you Baby Girl.”

  “I will. I swear,” Autumn said, raising her right hand. She laid back down on his chest and began telling him the story of the Porters.

  Chapter 4 Playing House

  Autumn stood at the stove in Quinton’s house making Rain’s famous omelets. That was one thing about the Porter siblings, they can cook. Nanny always taught them to be self-sufficient, even Dayvid could throw down in the kitchen when he wanted to.

  Autumn liked the feeling of cooking for her man. She felt like she could get used to being Quinton’s wifey—the role she had been playing for the four days she had been there. Deep down inside Autumn knew things were going to come to an end soon, she was just waiting for Quinton to arrange his trip to the West Coast, which she would be accompanying him on, so that she could make it closer to the border. A few times she contemplated creeping out in the middle of the night, taking his car and hitting the road on her own, but she’d always changed her mind when she thought about how hurt Quinton would be if she just left like that. Autumn didn’t know what would be easier, having a long goodbye once they got to the West Coast or creeping out on him like a thief in the night.

  “Damn Baby Girl, you got in here smelling like a real home. A nigga ready to throw you over his shoulders and run to the courthouse to make you his wife,” Quinton joked as she padded into the kitchen in just his boxers and socks.

  “Don’t get it twisted. A bitch is a criminal, but she still got some wifey qualities about her,” Autumn quipped in response. They both laughed. Their time together had been all laughs and good times, but Autumn couldn’t help but notice how Quinton’s two cell phones were constantly buzzing and ringing with calls and texts. He told her he didn’t have a main chick, but Autumn had a feeling that her being at his “hidden house” wasn’t a coincidence. She decided that she wasn’t in a position to demand anything from him; she needed his help so she was going to play it cool.

  “Look ma your sister made the front page all the way out here in Ohio,” Quinton said as she tossed the local newspaper onto the island next to where she stood. “Ya’ll niggas is national criminals. I can’t fuck with that status,” he said with his eyebrows high on his face.

  Autumn turned away from the frying pan and stared down at the front page. There, just as clear as day, was a huge mug shot picture of Fallon. A cold chill shot down Autumn’s spine as she read the story about Fallon shooting a state trooper, killing a man on a train and carjacking some lady. From what Autumn read, the entire federal law enforcement force was after Fallon.

  “Shit, I need your sister on my team. She probably harder than most of these niggas I got working for me,” Quinton said, trying to make light of the situation.

  “I just hope she makes it out of this shit alive,” Autumn said ominously. Her mind was lost thinking about the last time she saw Fallon.

  “Police! Let me see your fucking hands! Everybody let me see your fucking hands! Nobody fucking move!” The screaming, the sound of boots stomping in her direction, the sight of what seemed like a million cops dressed in black. It all felt like a bad dream, but feeling hands thrusting her to the floor let Autumn know it wasn’t a dream. It was a reality!

  “No! No! This can’t be happening!” Autumn screamed throwing her hands up over her head. “Fallon! Dayvid!” she hollered. The tears immediately sprang to her eyes when she really realized what was happening. It was too late to cry, to run, or to do anything. A phalanx of police converged on Autumn and her siblings before she could even really think hard about what was happening.

  Autumn looked over at Fallon who was moving her head frantically from left to right. Autumn knew at that moment, just like her, Fallon was in shock.

  “Oh my God! What’s happening!” Autumn shrieked in hysterics.

  “Get down on the fucking floor now!” a huge cock diesel officer growled at Autumn and without giving her the chance to get down herself. He tossed her chest down onto the floor like a rag doll. Autumn’s chest felt like it would explode as the wind was knocked out of her from the blow of hitting the floor. Next she felt a million hands on her. They ran their hands up her shirt, down her pants, around her ankles.

  “Get the fuck off me! I don’t have shit on me!” Autumn managed to belt out. It didn’t help. More hands ran all over her body feeling like snakes coiling over her.

  “Yo, listen to me. Nobody speak to these fucking pigs. They always act like they know more than they really know. Don’t fall for it. Keep your lips shut tight. Remember the plan. This is a setback, it ain’t over for us. Porters always come out on top…remember that shit. We ain’t down. We ain’t down ever,” Dayvid growled out as at least ten officers dressed in black raid gear dropped their knees into his back. “Shut your fucking mouth,” one officer barked as he mashed his boot on Dayvid’s back.

  “Dayvid!” Autumn screamed seeing what they were doing to her brother. Her screams quickly went tumbling back down her throat when she felt a hard blow to the back of her head.

  “I said everybody shut the fuck up!” another officer barked.

  Autumn couldn’t believe what was happening. Rain and Dayvid had always promised her that they wouldn’t let anything happen to her. They had promised that they were being so careful that they’d never get busted. After years of being on top and out of law enforcement’s reach, the Porters had finally slipped up somewhere. Either that or someone who knows them well had rolled over on them. But who? Autumn couldn’t think straight enough to even start to think about who might have betrayed her and her family. They had enemies, yes, but someone they know had to be responsible for this.

  “Dayvid! Fallon!” Autumn screamed again. She was feeling extreme anxiety about being separated from her siblings. As the baby of the bunch, this shit wasn’t her cup of tea. Autumn caught a glimpse of Fallon and she could tell her sister was about to lose her temper at any minute. Autumn was crying and shaking as her arms were pinned painfully behind her back.

  Autumn looked over and saw that Fallon was being manhandled by a throng of officers, but from where Autumn laid it seemed like they were just getting cheap thrills off of Fallon’s voluptuous body.

  “We ain’t down! We don’t go down! We are Porters! Remember the plan and what Dayvid said, ok Autumn. Keep your head up baby sis and I will see you soon!” Fallon screamed as she was finally being hauled through the doorway of the place that had housed her and her siblings after their crimes.

  “Ok! I love you Fallon!” Autumn called out, but she couldn’t tell if Fallon had heard her. It was the last time she had laid eyes on her sister.

  “You a’ight baby girl?” Quinton asked as Autumn stared down at Fallon’s face on the newspaper. Autumn shook her head left to right in an effort to snap out of remembering all of their nightmares that fateful day.

  “Yeah I’m good. Just thinking about all of them. I can sense when shit is not right with them all and the way I’ve been feeling it is not a good sign. Please, let’s hurry up and make the plan to get out of town. I have to see them,” Autumn told Quinton. He grabbed her and pulled her close to him.

  “I got you Baby Girl. I got you,” he said, half whispering. Autumn could only hope he was telling her the truth. Autumn didn’t know how she would react if the man she loved ended up turning on her at a time like this.

  ***

  The next evening Quinton had finally returned to the house after taking care of his last two shipments of cocaine and hitting all of his people off with their pay. Since Autumn had been at his house, Quinton had been absent from the street scene. He was home early every night, which had raised eyebrows with his crew and all of the people who watched his every move. Quinton wasn’t worried about it; he was just as much in love with Autumn as she was with him. He also felt like he needed a break f
rom the street scene, so Autumn was a welcomed distraction.

  “Baby Girl! What up?” Quinton called out to her as he came in the house. It was his version of the cliché, honey I’m home.

  “Hey boo! I’m here! I’m ready!” Autumn yelled out in response as she finished up packing her bag. Autumn had a small bag packed of things Quinton had purchased for her while she was there. She examined the fake identification that she still had from Rain and made sure she had her gun in her bag. Just for safety reasons Autumn also slid one of Quinton’s steak knives into her bag too. “You can’t always bust shots and bring attention to yourself, but stabbing a nigga is silent,” she had said as she slid the knife in her bag. She had definitely learned that she could never be too prepared.

  “Baby girl? You ready ma?” Quinton called out again as he tried to find her inside the house.

  Autumn came downstairs dressed in an emerald green Juicy sweat suit and wearing the new blond, Beyoncé type wig Quinton had one of his female runners pick up from the Korean hair store for Autumn.

  “Damn, between the blond hair, green eyes, fat ass and small waist you look like a star that paparazzi would be chasing around,” Quinton commented. “Shit you might draw too much attention. Especially with that fat ass in them sweats,” he commented lustfully. Autumn laughed.

  “Don’t start. We said we wouldn’t even touch each other because we know where that will lead, so don’t even look cross eyed at me or my ass,” she reminded him. Still, Quinton walked over and palmed a handful of her ass cheeks.

  “Ssss, you think I can resist all of this. Especially because I don’t know when I’m gonna get it again,” he licked his lips like he was ready to eat her up.

  “C’mon. We have to get out of here before day break,” Autumn said, her tone growing serious. She already had mad butterflies in her stomach about the trip. Autumn had played out so many what-if scenarios in her mind that she had started to drive herself crazy. The only thing that was going to calm the anxiety she was feeling was going to be getting on the road and starting her journey towards the Mexican border.