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36.   “You can’t banish me. This is my bed too.”

He could feel himself being woken up, slender fingers running down the extent of his damp in sweat bare chest, the heat still borderline unbearable in their small student apartment, its location, surrounded by old and threatening tall New York apartment buildings, not letting any hint of night breeze offer some of its coolness despite all the rusty windows being wide open. Short nails were scratching lightly between his pecs, down his abs and then up his biceps in affection and the traffic commotion down the always busy main road started invading his mind as he slowly stirred awake. Disorientated eyes danced for a second inside the darkness of the small living area and he brought a hand to rub away their fatigue adorably, smiling lazily at his beautiful girlfriend that looked sweetly down at him, sitting next to his sprawled slender figure on their creaky and surely uncomfortable for a grown man to sleep on cheap Ikea couch.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered instantly once getting his attention, Jughead just sighing and shaking his head to indicate that everything was alright. Clearly, as grumpy as he was hours ago when he had stumbled half-asleep in their bedroom to find her spread out like a starfish diagonally on their double bed, now he couldn’t hold it against her; not when she was looking at him with remorseful Bambi eyes and a cute little pout on her stunning make-up free face, her frizzy, due to humidity, hair in a funny pineapple atop her head and only in some mismatched underwear, a grey and turquoise sports bra and a pair of neon pink boyshorts panties, in order to endure the furnace of their apartment.

He opened his arms and nodded for her to slide inside his embrace, Betty complying in a heartbeat, curling like a cherish cat tightly against his muscular body, practically lying on top of him due to the small space. “It’s the fifth time this week.” He mused, bopping her messy bun in affection with his cheek as he let his fingers dance against her bare shoulder, watching her smooth legs fitting perfectly in between his bony, raven hair littered ones.

“I know; I’m sorry.” She whispered again guiltily, her peach colored nails twirling around the white string that held his black cotton shorts lowly against his hips, his abdominal muscles flexing at even the smallest of her touches. “I’m just so tired and I drop dead on the mattress and I don’t even register that I take up so much space.” His girlfriend explained what he already knew, pouting adorably against his hard pec and leaving a soft kiss there as a sweet apology.

They were in the middle of their finals week, both of them sleep deprived and practically living on caffeine, barely having time for the other as their studying schedules were completely reversed; she was an early bird, he was a night owl. She would go to bed early, more correctly, she would drop like the dead when the clock would strike twelve and he would stumble in their bedroom every night hours later, only to find his space on the bed occupied either by her killer legs or her awkwardly spread over arms. And she wouldn’t change position, even if the world was burning down around her. He would try moving her, sliding her over, nudging her sweetly to wake up; nothing worked. She just kept dreaming peacefully, rosy lips parted in innocent wonder and eyelids flattering against puffy cheeks and he would just drag his feet to that very own couch in the living room that barely fit his long limps.

You can’t banish me, you know. This is my bed too.” His voice scattered around them in lighthearted teasing, Betty’s lips forming a pretty smile that tickled the soft skin of his torso, making him smile too in the darkness.

“I wouldn’t dare.” She murmured sleepily, a small yawn coloring the end of her sentence, the hours of endless studying about language structure and origins fueling the exhaustion of her body and mind. “Your side of the bed is closer to the door so if somebody breaks in they’re probably gonna get you first and then I can run.” She blurted adorably against his chest and Jughead scoffed before chuckling in disbelief, leaving a kiss at the top of her head at how unbelievably amazing she was.

“Your affection has me hooked, Betts, really.” He offered his sarcastic response, feeling her tightening the hold of her arms around him, his own hands lacing against her hip.

“Meh, you love me anyway.” She whispered lowly, before sleep overtook her completely, leaving him smirking at the happy feeling deep inside his chest at how wonderful his life had turned out to be.

“Yeah, sunshine.” he murmured lowly too, before his own eyelashes became heavy under the spell of Morpheus. “I do love you anyway.”

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Right Round [a Kyle Spencer smut]

Request: None

a/n: guess who’s  back….back again. Jules is back, back with frat smut REQUESTS STILL CLOSED

WARNING: Smut, angst

Kyle doesn’t like going to strip clubs; this is of course one of his frat brothers ideas. A bright idea that he had to tag along with. The heavy smell of alcohol and sex hits him when they step in, showing their IDs and heading towards the back. Black leather half circle booths frame the T-shaped stage that has multiple silver poles bolted to the sleek floor and ceiling; a few girls on a couple. They’re just wearing lingerie.

Awkwardly, Kyle follows the rest of the group, sliding in at the end of the booth. Biting his lip, he looks down at his jeans while a few girls strut over to his friends. Sexy Can I blasts through the club; he mutters some of the words under his breath. Suddenly, two fingers force his chin up, his brown eyes meet Y/C/E ones.

He gulps, trying not to stare at the light blue lace bra and panties that the girl is wearing. Instead, he looks at her face; her powdered pink cheeks, the smear of blue on her eyelids, matching her outfit. “You look a little lonely, handsome. Mind if I join?” She purrs in the shell of his ear while she sits on his lap, straddling him.

A chill shoots down his spine. Hands toy with the collar of his navy blue frat shirt, soon running down his chest ever so slowly. Kyle shakes his head; blonde curls flying around. The girl smiles, moving her ass in a circular motion against his slender hips. “I…” An ugly moan escapes from his lips; the feeling of contact on his member driving him crazy.

Those perfect shimmering pink lips turn up in a sly smirk. The cushion underneath the blond vibrates along to the beat of the song, making his erection stand in his tight pants. It hits her yet she continues grinding on him. “You like this, eh frat boy?” She muses, peppering open-mouth kisses against his pale neck.

“Can-uh-we get a room?” The words slip out of Kyle’s mouth surprisingly. It’s not like him to say something like that. His eyes practically pop out of his head. This girl on top of him is absolutely stunning…and here he is with a wet spot on his jeans and a throbbing dick.

She giggles, sliding her hands up his double layered shirt. Inwardly, he screams at her touch, the feeling of pressure on his stomach sending a burning fire in his body. “If you want a room…” Her voice echoes through his head like a beautiful song, “It’s gonna cost you, pretty boy.” She smirks; fragile hands inching lower and lower towards his tight fitting pants.

Kyle knows he shouldn’t; after all, he’s the ‘leader’…and this girl…is a stripper. Not that it’s bad but he tends to get too attached. “Okay.” He nods, beginning to become uncomfortable in his own clothes. She smiles, climbing off him and grabbing his strong hand. His legs feel like gell-o when he stands, following her behind the stage, through the mass of men and women. Wolf-whistles from his brothers fade into the distance; a blush taking their place.

She leads him through a gray narrow hallway, past half naked people trying to collect themselves. A strong smell of sex and sweat hits Kyle like a freight train; his converse squeak to a stop outside of a room. The girl slides a card in the silver door handle and when the red light turns green, she pushes him inside, slamming the door. “You don’t have money, do you?” She jests, crossing her arms over her breasts.

His doe eyes widen in realization she’s coming closer. While he backs up, his hands search in his pockets. The backs of his legs smack the mattress, sending him flying backwards. He pulls a wad of cash from his jean pocket. “This is all I have.” He says, handing the cash over. “Please, I need something!” He begs, head dramatically falling on the cream sheets, fanning his curls around.

“Eight dollars isn’t even enough for a blow job, sweetie.” She chuckles, gesturing to the money in her hand. Kyle groans, letting an arm swing so he’s able to palm himself. He’s desperate; he needs release. “But maybe we can discuss payment later…” She whispers, hovering over his lap, moving his hand before sitting.

A deep groan comes from his throat when her hand pops the button on his jeans. His eyelids flutter closed; nose scrunching. “I…oh god, I’m Kyle.” He stutters, reaching out to touch her soft hips. She doesn’t reply, just smirks, tugging at his polo shirt. “Wait, do I get to know your name?” He asks; voice muffled by his shirt, which she’s pulling off.

As she climbs on top of the frat boy, he repositions himself so he’s laying the right way at the head of the bed. Her knees dig in the mattress on both sides of his hips, which are only covered by a pair of orange boxer briefs; his jeans pool around his ankles. “You really don’t get this whole stripper thing, do you?” She chuckles, reaching behind her back. “Maybe next time Kyle.”

The turquoise bra slips down her arms, soon discarded on the floor; Kyle gulps at the sight of her breasts, cock aching for contact. Frantically, he yanks his boxers down, his throbbing cock slapping his stomach. “But…what if…” He groans, seeing the dinky underwear slide off her legs.

She positions herself and sinks down on his dick, placing both hands on his buff yet pudgy chest. A moan comes from her parted pink lips, causing Kyle to cry out in pleasure. “U-usually I don’t…ah, don’t do this…” She breathes out, slowly moving up and down; the blond grips the satin sheets in his fists. “You like being sub, right?” She asks, her Y/C/H hair falling over his eyebrow.

Bucking his hips up into her, Kyle nods, droplets of sweat cascading down his forehead. He didn’t expect for this to happen; a beautiful girl on top of him. “God yes, I’m totally sub… just please move!” He whines, hands wrapping around the black wood bedposts. His cock twitches inside her with each bounce. Groaning, more like a growling, he arches his back. “Can I touch you? Please, please let me touch you, beautiful.” He begs, eying her breasts. Kyle needs contact, he needs to be able to touch.

Much to his dismay, she stops moving completely. Her eyes widen, making the blue eyeshadow really pop out. “W-what did you just call me?” She questions, voice barely above a whisper. It’s as if something inside cracked.

The frat boy quirks an eyebrow. “Beautiful? Why- wait, where are you going?” He frowns, feeling her get off him. He shivers, sitting up and furrowing his eyebrows together.

Shaking her head, she steps in her underwear, pulling them up her legs. “I-I’m sorry, I can’t… I need to go. My shifts is over anyway.” She says in a rush, avoiding his intense eye contact. Clipping her bra, she sprints towards the blue high heels, struggling to guide them on her feet.

Kyle hops out of the bed, grabbing his shirt but not putting it on. Did he say the wrong thing? “Hey, wait!” He yells, taking a step near her. Yet, he forgets his pants and boxers are bunched at his ankles, causing him to faceplant on the red carpet. He groans, “I don’t know your name, beautiful!”

“Stop calling me that!” She screams, tears welling in her eyes. He stands up, following after her; she walks out of the room, disappearing in the crowd of people. Kyle leans on the doorway, pants still down, frowning. He’s coming back in a few days; when his head stops spinning.

15. Stay a Night


All I want out of life is happiness…that’s all. 

You ever just sit down for a minute and think about how far you’ve come? Whether it was heartbreak, loss, or just something that scarred you for life. At one point in your life have you ever just felt so low that you could barely function? Now looking back, I must say I’ve come far. 

“You okay Robby?” Keri’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, her eyes holding a slight worry behind it. I shot her a smile and nodded, continuing to copy down her schedule for the week. 

I have yet to hear one word from any of the jobs I applied to a few weeks ago. I’m starting to get a bit discouraged but I know there’s plenty of opportunities out there for me. Keri and I haven’t spoken about me finding another job and a part of me feels like she’ll be mad if I left. 

“Yeah, I’m good.” I smiled. 

And I honestly was.

Keri and I danced along to the Miguel song playing through her speaker. We made sure to keep it down incase anyone would want to come and bother us, and because the employees here love to cause problems for no reason. 

“Cause your love is a sure thing.” We sung in unison. I giggled and continued finishing up the schedule. Meetings, photoshoots, deadlines, I don’t understand how she does all of this without complaining. I’d be exhausted. 

The door to her office opened and in walked none other than, Richard. “Keri do you have those Rita pictures?” He questioned, taking it upon himself to join us in the office. I notice Keri roll her eyes making me laugh lowly. 

She smiled, “Yes, do you need them? I can have Robyn print a few out.” He takes that as an invitation to take the seat next to me. I roll my eyes and close the planner since it’s all filled out. 

“No, I can just look at them on your laptop if you don’t mind of course,” he smiled. “How are you today Robyn?” 

Why is he talking to me? 

I resisted the sudden urge to roll my eyes and just simply told him fine and pulled my phone from my purse. While Keri pulled up the pictures, Richard just stared. He had this sudden fascination with my legs that tells me I’ll be wearing pants for a few days. 

Chris😍😍💋: I figured out what I’ll do for that WHOLE day 

Oh lord. 

Me: And what would that be? 

Chris😍😍💋: You’ll have to wait and see…😏💦

Oh my gosh. 

I kind of acted like I couldn’t play just to lead chris into the bet; which obviously backfired. He didn’t go easy on me like I expected at all leaving him the opportunity to do whatever he wanted for an entire day. Knowing Chris-actually I don’t know what he’ll have up his sleeve. 

“You’re deep in conversation, huh?” Richard spoke. His voice alone just irritated the hell out of me. I just smiled his way and shrugged. “Chris?” 

I guess he noticed my attitude change because he chuckled. “Actually it is.” I shot back, running my fingers through my hair. Richard smiled, fixing up the burgundy tie he wore with his suit. 

“And what might you two have to discuss?” He inquired. 

Keri and I shared the same look. Why he all in my business? Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Keri turned around her laptop to show him the pictures from the shoot.  

He didn’t even look at those pictures for ten seconds before saying he’d seen enough. “That’s all I needed to see,” he cheesed. “Bye Robyn, Keri.” Just as he reached for the door handle it opened and Trey entered. He looked Richard up and down mugging him slightly. 

“Wassup,” he greeted Keri and I, completly ignoring Richard standing there. He brushed past him and wrapped his arms around me. 

“Hello to you to Mr. Neverson.” Richard chuckled. 

“Yeah whatever nigga.” Like the rest of us Trey wasn’t too fond of Richard. He simply ignored Trey’s snarky remark and finally exited the office. “Bitch ass.” 

Trey wrapped his arms around my shoulders again before he slid into the seat Richard originally occupied. He looked at me and sent me that smile he always did when be wanted something. “No.” I spoke before he even got the chance to ask. 

Trey looked shocked, “How you know I wanted something?” He uttered. I gave him that look and he sucked his teeth. “I guess my mom will have to take a cab.” 

My head snapped his way once he said that. “Your mom’s coming?” I squealed. Trey rolled his eyes but nodded. Why didn’t you tell me!?” I reached over to smack his arm. 

His mom, April, has to be one of my favorite people. She was just so sweet and nurturing, reminding me of my mom in a way. She was like a second mom to me when I moved out here and I’ll be forever grateful for that. 

“Damn, I just found out and she needed a ride from the airport.” He explained, rubbing the spot I just hit him. “Can you go get her?” 

“Did you even have to ask?” I smiled. “When?” 

He shrugged, “She said Monday next week.” Trey informed. “At six.” 

I made a mental note to get up and go get her. I couldn’t wait until she visited this time. Last time…wasn’t the most fun. 

“Well, that’s all I wanted. I’ll see y’all later.” He pecked my cheek, waved at Keri, and exited the office. 

“So, Trey’s mom is visiting huh?” Keri sung. I already knew what she was implying so I just ignored her. “You think she’ll like Chrissy?” 

I sucked my teeth. “Keri, get to work.” She threw hands up and laughed. 

I shook my head and laughed. 


“So, everybody just went and got food without me?” I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest. Mel and Nicki held the McDonald’s bags in their hands and shrugged simultaneously. 

After work I headed home to get out of my clothes and invite the girls out for dinner somewhere. Unfortunately for me they’d already stopped somewhere together leaving me to have to get my own food. I tried being a good friend and invite them somewhere but they didn’t even bring me anything back. 

Just selfish. 

“See, we got hungry-” I put my hand up silencing Mel’s explanation. They laughed and took it upon themselves to climb into my bed and under my covers. I changed the channel to one of our favorites, ‘Save the last dance’. 

Mel offered me a piece of her cookie which I pushed away. “Are you that mad?” Nicki laughed, sipping on her shake. I rolled my eyes and averted my attention back to the movie. “Seriously?” 

“It’s cool, I’m good.” I said. “Mel, I was thinking about inviting Chyna and Angie to lunch or something. We could all sit down and talk.” I suggested causing Mel to nod. The seemed like cool girls and offered to meet up with us so why not? 

Nicki scrunched up her eyebrows, “Who are they?” Nicki wasn’t too fond of new people. She was definitely one to keep to herself and that’s why I loved her. She isn’t the type to go gossip about any and everyone, in fact, she’d tell you to shut the fuck up if you tried. 

“We met them at Chris’s birthday party,” I explained. “They’re with two of his friends.” Nicki still didn’t look convinced or enthusiastic about meeting them, but she eventually agreeded to meet them and see how it went. She was extra cautious when it came to new people. 

I couldn’t blame her though. You can’t trust everyone and I damn sure learned that the hard way. 

“Mhm, we’ll see.” Nicki said. “Enough about that, what’s going on with you and Chris?” 

I groaned already knowing this would become the topic of discussion. Of course Chris and I have to be the first thing we talk about. “We’re good, great.” I smiled. Something about him is so…comforting for me. He just gives me a sense of comfort. 

“Yeah, they were in his room for about three hours the other day,” Mel informed. “I didn’t hear any yelling so I’m guessing Rob’s uptight ass didn’t let him do anything.” 

I scoffed, “No, why would I?” 

Sex was never a main priority in a relationship for me. I made Michael wait at least a year before we had sex. I was a teenager so it was easier to hold out than now. Especially since around Chris I loose my damn self control. 

“Speaking of Chris, he’ll bring me food.” I mumbled. I leaned over and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. Holding the power button, I watched the apple logo appear as it powered up. 

As soon as I’d acquired a signal, rounds of notifications came through. Emails, texts, social media, it all came through. I replied to a few texts, checked a few emails, and ignored the unimportant things. After replying to all of the important  things, I scrolled through my call log for Chris’ name. I tapped on it and let it ring. 

“Yo,” he spoke. 

I laughed at his greeting, “Is that how you answer the phone?” 

Chris chuckled, “My bad, what’s up baby?” 

There go the butterflies. 

“Nothing,” I sung innocently. “Chris, you should bring me food.” 

I heard Chris chuckle from the other end of the phone. I had no idea if he was busy or not but there was no noise in the background so I figured he wasn’t. He took his sweet ass time answering but eventually agreed. 

“Aight, if you stay the night with me.” 

See I knew there was a catch. 

It’s not that I don’t trust Chris or anything, I knew he wouldn’t try anything. I guess it’s just the fact that if be alone with him that has me so apprehensive. He’s a nice guy but I know he won’t be trying to hold out forever if we don’t have sex.

“I won’t try anything if that’s what you’re thinking,” he said, I could practically see him smiling through the phone. 

I sucked my teeth, “We both have work in the morning Chris.” I mumbled. 

“That’s why you need to pack a bag.” He said in a ‘duh’ tone. 

He just had this all figured out. 

I chewed on the inside of my lip before sending him a dry ‘alright’ and we said our goodbyes. Mel and Nicki looked at me for any type of information as to what we were discussing but I just shrugged. 

“I’m spending the night at his house.” Ascending from my bed, I trekked to the closet to find something for work tomorrow and most likely after also. Chris would probably want me to come back with him after. 

“Bitch I know you hear us,” Mel snapped, all the way from my bedroom. I retrieved my duffel and exited the closet to see what she was yelling about. 

“What y’all say?” I asked, sauntering to my dresser for my undergarments. I decided on a turquoise bra and panty set and a black one that matched. 

“We said where the hell you going?” She restated. I figured my duffle and underwear would be obvious but I guess not. 

“To Chris’s house.” 


I hiked my duffle higher on my shoulder I knocked on Chris’ door. It took me a good two hours of picking through a million outfit options until I settled on a lavender blouse and a simple pair of black pants with black pumps. I just grabbed some sweats and a t-shirt to get comfortable in after work. 

I could hear the locks on the door turning before Chris’ smirking face appeared. Dressed down in basketball shorts, no shirt, and socks, I must say I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander. He had that signature smirk across his face once our eyes connected. 

“Hey,” I simply said, smiling. Chris chuckled and opened the door wider so that I could step in. I took the invitation and actually took the time to admire his home. The walls were a simple cream color, something I appreciated to get away from the bright ass walls of my bedroom. 

Chris just took my hand in his and tugged for me to follow him. I admired the family pictures he had lined on his walls along with the hardwood floor I was obsessed with. I just loved hardwood floors in a house, I would only condone carpet in the bedroom.

Once we reached his room he pointed toward a corner in his room so I plopped my duffle down there and kicked my shoes off. After shrugging out of my jacket Chris instantly wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. I laughed as he backed us up till we fell onto his king-sized bed. Chris rolled us over so that he on top before kissing my lips.

“What’s up baby,” he smiled, showing those pearly whites and those dimples I’ve come to love seeing. I poked him in one causing them to disappear as his smile dropped.

I giggled, “I came here for food.” I stated, reminding him of the real reason why I was here right now. Chris sucked his teeth, rolled off me, and stood up. 

“Come on hungry ass,” he chuckled, holding his hand out which I gladly took happy that I’d finally be getting to eat. I followed Chris’s lead to the kitchen where he had two large pizzas sitting pretty on the counter.

I swiftly dropped his hand and rushed to the paper plates seated beside it. “Well damn, help yourself.” Chris cackled but I didn’t have time to entertain him right now. I just ignored him and put two slices of pizza on to my plate. “I kind of figured it would take you a while so I just had it delivered so it would still be hot.” He informed.

I was grateful cause the pizza still had steam coming from it. After Chris got his four slices we went back into the bedroom. He pressed play on the movie that just so happened to be ‘Friday’, a personal favorite of mine as well as anyone else’s in the world. I got a little excited because it was the beginning and I wouldn’t have to miss the beginning. 

Chris and I watched the movie while we ate, laughing at certain parts. “Well fuck you,” I said. “Half dead muthafucka.” 

“Come on sister, come on sister.” Chris finished it. The both of us busted up laughing and continued eating our food. 

By the end the movie and three slices of pizza later, I was surprised to see it going on midnight. I was beyond exhausted, full, and ready to just go to sleep. Chris and I were currently cuddled up, my head on his chest. With his hands rested comfortably on my ass. I’ve tried removing at least one hand plenty of times but it always found its way back. “You tired?” Chris asked, pulling me closer. 

I loved when he held me like he didn’t want to let me go. That was just one of my favorite things Chris did. And surprisingly I wasn’t feeling smothered when he always wanted to hold me close. 

Chris’ arms is where I feel safe.

I shrugged, “Yeah, you know we have to get up at five.” He chuckled and flipped us over so that I once again was under him. “Chris,” I groaned, attempting to push his heavy ass off but he wouldn’t budge. 

“Oh, about this whole day I get,” he announced. Now I was a little nervous for what he has in store. “Just pack enough clothes for the weekend.” 

I’m guessing we’re going on some sort of trip. “And where are we going?” I asked. Chris just shrugged his shoulders and smirked a sneaky ass smirk. 

I know he has something up his sleeve. 

“It’ll be hot, and pack swimsuit too.” Was all he said before rolling off me. I shook my head watching him pull the covers back. He got under which I followed and pulled me close. 

“I swear you never tell me anything.” I pouted, tracing my second favorite tattoo-the skull on his hand. I took time to admire the intricate details of his ink, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. Chris’ hands wandered lower which lead to me grabbing one. Chris chuckled before pulling at the bow on the front of my shorts.

“Element of surprise baby.” He shrugged. “Give me a kiss,” He mumbled. I sucked my teeth but still turned around and kissed his lips softly. 

I still pouted for the what felt like the umpteenth time today. “I don’t like surprises and a kiss won’t make me drop it. So tell me where we’re goin’.” I whined. 

Chris just laughed like that was the funniest shit he’d ever heard. He slid his hands up the bottom of my tank top and rubbed my sides. He buried his face into the crook of my neck, kissing my collar bone and behind my ear. 

“You know, I’m still hungry,” he mumbled. “Let me get a taste,” he huskily said. I rolled my eyes until he rolled on top of me and connected our lips.

“We have to get up in the morning.” I breath once his lips came in contact with my collar bone. He kissed me from behind my ear, to the crook of my neck, and down to my collar bone. I felt him smirk against my skin once I sucked in a sharp breath. “Plus, Chris I’m tired.” 

Chris laughed at my excuse we both knew was lame, continuing to make marks all along my neck. “You can go to sleep after this.” 

And with that, he disappeared under the covers.

19. Leave the club


Anytime I got a day to myself to just relax I made sure not to take it for granted. From having to sit in an office for eight hours out of the day with people I didn’t like, I figured I needed at least two days a week to myself to just relax. 

Unfortunately today someone was waking me up. 

I felt my entire body being shook before my eyes were fluttering open, “Robyn, wake up.” Mel currently stood over me with Nicki right behind her, smiles on both their faces. “We’re going shopping.”

Very rarely do I get the chance to actually sleep for more than three hours, and every time I do it always seems to get interrupted by someone

It never fails. 

My mood almost instantly turned sour until she mentioned that shopping was on our agenda for the day. My sleepy eyes opened completely and I sucked my teeth. Hearing both their laughs I rolled my eyes blindlessly feeling around in my empty bed for my phone. Grasping the device in my hand, I raise it up to my face and press the lock button. 

I hated being interrupted during my slee so Airplane Mode was a must. I quickly slid my finger up and clicked it off, bracing myself for the slew of alerts I were sure would come through. To my surprise I only had one message from Keri telling me she’d cancelled the photoshoot for today and that I didn’t need to come in.

Tossing my phone beside me, I groaned and sat up in my bed making the girls laugh at my attire or lack their of. I’d simply chosen a pair of boy shorts and a bra to sleep in. Bras weren’t my favorite clothing in the world but for sleeping they weren’t a big deal. That actually reminded me that someone was missing. 

“Where’d Chris go?” I sighed, stretching my arms high above and sighing. He’s been busy with work lately so during the day seeing eachother has been at a minimum, but he always made sure at night he was over here or I was at his house. 

Mel typed away on her phone before sliding it into her pocket. “He said he had a meeting and he’d be back later. You miss him already?” She teased. “Don’t act like I can’t hear y’all in here.” No matter how much Mel teases me I know she’s happy about my relationship. She’s told me a million times. 

I hid my blush by waving my hand and mumbling a low shut up. “Why are y'all always waking me up?” I groan, placing my hand over my mouth to cover up the rough yawning I let out. After working till midnight last night I think I deserved a good night’s sleep for once in my life.

Mel laughed running her fingers through the straight hair she had just gotten done. “I didn’t want to just leave you here. Plus  I figured since the boys were coming you’d like to come too.” Mel said in a sing songy voice. The two of them were already dressed ready to go. I guess they didn’t want to wake me up first.

“You could’ve left.” With another yawn I throw the covers off my legs and stand cracking a few bones in the process. 

“Bitch now you know you would’ve been mad if we went shopping without you,” she said. “So, hurry up girl. They’ll be here soon.” I let out a loud groan but do as she says treading towards my closet.

Since the mall wasn’t anyplace special I wanted to wear something casual today. I settled on a pair of jeans, a black crop top, and some Convese to top it all off. I grab some underwear from my drawer sliding pass Mel and Nicki so I can get into my bathroom. The first thing I did was brush my teeth before even stepping into the shower.

Deciding not to take too long my shower was quick so I was stepping out in no more than twenty minutes. That was considered a short ass shower for me. After applying lotion to my body I tried getting dressed as quickly as possible. My curls managed to stay a little intact as I put on each article of clothing but I ended up throwing them into a neat ponytail anyway. I grab my sunglasses, a few pieces of jewelry, apply red lipstick, and a little eyeliner and mascara to complete my look as usual. I grab my purse, phone, and keys ready to go.

Reaching the living room I see everyone-including the guys-waiting and ready to go. They’re all too preoccupied with their phones to notice I’d entered the room. Clearing my throat causes all their heads to snap up.

“About time.” Tyga yells earning a few chuckles from everyone. I roll my eyes at his obnoxious ass. He is really the one that isn’t afraid to speak his mind and I appreciate that but sometimes I wanna smack his short ass.

“Hey to you too, Ty.” I mumble crossing my arms across my chest. His face falls and he races over giving me a bear hug. I laugh wrapping my arms around his torso and squeezing tight.

Ty pulls away with one last kiss on my cheek I’m guessing to appogize. “Now that Robs is ready to go, let’s go.” He yells running off. I hug Mijo and Trey on the way to the front door since I didn’t get the chance to greet them properly. “Where’s Chris?” I ask the one question is been wondering since I walked in.

“He’s meeting us there.” Trey answers with a slight smirk but I ignore his stare and just nod. I make sure everyone’s out before I lock the door and hop in the car with Nicki. We blast her Jhene Aiko mixtape all the way to the mall attempting to hit all the notes Jhene did. Once we pull up everyone gets out and head in.

“Y'all wanna head into there? I need some new things.” Mel suggests, giggling to herself. She pointed towards the lingerie store they just built in the mall not too long ago. She’s teasing the boys so Nicki and I smirk playing along.

“Yeah, I could pick up something.”

“Me too.” Nicki consigns. All the boys look our way with their eyebrows raised while we just laugh.

“Can we come?” Ty asked.

“Sure. If y'all wanna see us shop.” I shrug already heading towards the store. I’ve been meaning to look around in here for a while but never got around to it. Plus, I didn’t have a boyfriend so I never felt the need to buy lingerie. I might need that soon though. Now was the perfect chance I guess. All the boys rub their hands in a creepy way while us three just laugh. Mel and I head straight to the lingerie section. They boys all seemed lost as the ogled the women picking up different sets. They seemed to be in heaven.

I pick up a black, lace ensemble eyeing it. Something about it was appealing to me. “Yes, that would look good as hell on you.” Mel approves. I nod and place it on my arm. I’ll decide on if I should buy it later.

Mel eventually ventures off to another section leaving me to scan the racks alone. A red lace piece catches my eye and I pick it up examine it. It had little bows on the straps and a bow right at the top of the bottom. Chris has yet to appear so I pulled my phone out to text if he was okay but I heard his voice. 

“You gone wear that for me?” He stood behind me dressed in sweats and a hoodie looking just as good as every. A deep blush comes across my face as I laugh. His arms wrapped around my waist and I was met with the feeling of his lips on mine. His lips were so soft each and every time. He pecked my lips and a smile crossed my face. 

“I was just about to text you.” I sighed, still in shock from the intensity from the kiss. Chris nodded and his eyes dropped back down to the pice of lingerie in my hand. 

“You buying that to wear for me?” 

I shook my head, “No, I was just looking.” I giggle. “I am thinking about getting this though. Somebody will appreciate it.” I mumble with a suggestive smirk. He reaches down grabbing the piece from my hand.

“You wanna try it on?” He smirks making his dimple deepen in his right cheek. 

“No pervert.” We both laugh. I eye the ensemble again, “You want me to get it?” His eyes lit up and he immediately nodded his head making me shake mine. I lay the set over my arm making him smile.

I continued to scan through the many racks of underwear and lingeri but nothing seemed to really catch my eye. Chris decided to be goofy and pick up any see through or lace thing he could find. Each piece was red of course. 

“You’d look good as hell in these.” I roll my eyes. Turning around, Chris held up just a cute turquoise bra and panty set, with cute pink bows in the middle. It actually was cute.

“Now you know I hate bras.” 

“Damn.” Chris swiped his tongue over his bottom lip, pulling me into him. “I’m sorry for leaving you this morning.” That wasn’t what I was expecting to come out of his mouth at all. I’m honestly surprised he’s appologizing. 

“It’s fine Chris, I’m not upset about that.” I giggle. “I need go pay for this stuff before everybody leaves us.” I announce. I take the lingerie out of his hands and head to the cash register.

“You find everything okay?” The cashier asks. I nod and she rings up my items. Before my fingers could move Chris was handing the lady his card.

“I had it baby,” I say, grabbing the bag from the lady. Chris ignores me and just laces his fingers through mine leading towards the exit. Everyone else were just lounging around in front of the store, I guess waiting on Chris and I

Once they noticed we were back they began debating on which store we were heading to next. “Footlocker time.” Mijo sings. We all start walking to our next destination. Chris places his arm over my shoulders and pulled me close to him. Once we hit the store the boys go crazy. They start picking out their shoes while us girls just browsed.

“She missed her boo,” Nicki says, picking up a pair of 4s the putting them back. I just smiled not giving her a verbal response. It was true so there’s no reason to deny it. Waving my hand I call over one of the employees.

“Can I get these in an eight?” I smile politely. I needed a new pair of shoes and Air Force ones never go out of style. Shit, I haven’t worn any of these in a while anyway. 

“Sure thing beautiful.” He winks and grabs the shoe from my hand heading towards the back.

“Ooh, don’t let Chris see you flirting.” Mel laughs. I look over my shoulder at Chris and he’s talking to Mijo, laughing.

“I’m not flirting.” 

“Here you go.” The employee says, handing me the box. I grab the pair of socks he brought along and slip one onto my right foot along with the shoe.

“I’ll take them.” He smiles and we walk to the front so I can pay for my shoes.

“Your total is ”$90.87,” I reach in and pull out my card, handing it to him making sure Chris wouldn’t see me. I had no problem with him wanting to buy me things but I’ve already dealt with having a man controlling everything. I liked to treat myself sometimes. 

The guy hands me my receipt, “Now, do you have a boyfriend?” He smiles. His nametag read ‘Brandon’ and he was cute but didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I smile back just so he wouldn’t think I was rude or anything.

“Um, yeah. He’s around here somewhere.” I grab my bag but he puts his hand atop of mine, halting my actions.

“You don’t want a man to take care of you? I personally wouldn’t have let my girl pay for her own shoes.” He attempts to flirt but I just shook my head hoping Chris wouldn’t appear and give this kid hell. 

Just as I’m about to answer an arm wraps around my waist, “And that isn’t your business so back the fuck up.” He growls. “Pussy ass.” Chris takes the bag from my hands and mugs the man across the counter. 

His overprotective ass has been on 100 all week so this little encounter was just adding fuel to the fire. I felt bad for the kid because he looked slightly pissed but also embarrassed. 

“Let’s go.” Chris mumbled. He wrapped his free arm around my waist and began leading me towards the exit. 

“Thank you.” I say to the cashier who just waved. We head out and meet up with everyone else. Our next destination was Forever 21 per the girls requests. Even though no males even worked in here Chris made sure to keep me within five feet. 

He’s so damn overprotective. 

Today was my day to relax and have some fun. Hopefully this trip to the mall would do just the  trick. 


I always felt just a little more free with a just little liquor in my system. Alcohol just gave me an excuse to forget all my troubles and just focus on having fun. Basking in the moment. 

How the hell did we end up at a club was beyond me but I just went with it. One minute we’re all at my house and then the guys want to go out. Me being me, I wanted to stay home but Mel practically pushed me in the bathroom and demanded I get ready. So, here we were. 

 I nodded my head to the Kendrick Lamar’s ‘Swimming Pools/Drank’ blasting  through the speakers. As soon as it came on everyone got hype and ran to the dance floor. Chris held my waist while he sat back and puffed on his blunt. 

He smoked his blunt, eyes low just watching me vibe to the music. The dj was playing all of my favorites tonight so I was definitely enjoying myself. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and smiled at him. Sipping on my drink, I watched the crowd below us dance and enjoy themselves. Nicki had found her a guy to dance with for the night and Mel and Mino disappeared a long time ago. 

“Let’s switch it up now,” The dj yelled. Everyone waited before Ciara’s ‘Body Party’ was now being played. A smile instantly spread across my face and I rolled my hips to the beat. 

“You want to dance?” I asked, unable to contain my excitement. This was my damn song. Chris nodded, put the blunt out in the ashtray and tapped my leg for me to stand up. 

“Where y’all going?” Ty asked, his eyes quickly flick over to us Then back to the girl putting on a show for him. She had on close to nothing shaking her ass directly in his face. 

“Don’t worry about it nigga,” Chris said. Ty ignored him and pulled the girl on to his lap whispering something in her ear that made her laugh. Chris quickly grabbed my hand and lead me down towards the dance floor. 

Grabbing my hips, I roll them slowly against Chris, matching the beat of the song. 

You can’t keep you hands off me…

Touch me right there, rock my body…

He turned me around making me smile and grind against him. I rolled my hips, bending over slowly. 

I’m doing this little dance for you

You got me so excited 

I turned back around and wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands giving my ass a firm squeeze. I began grinding against him making him grunt and squeeze my ass a little rougher. 

“You know how sexy you look right now?” Chris grumbled, his breath tickling my ear. I shuddered and shook my head. “You know what I would do if we weren’t in front of all these people?” 

“What would that be?” I teased, placing a kiss on his jaw. He left my question unanswered while we danced to the rest of the song. Chris matched my movements perfectly making the dance that much more enjoyable. 

 The song has just ended and we both stopped our movements. 

Chris grabbed my hand and headed back to our section. He took a seat on the couch we previously resided pulling me down so that I was straddling his lap. Mijo and Mel has returned from wherever they’d ran off to but instead of cuddled up like Chris and I, they were now opposite one another on the couch, mugging each other. 

“Whats wrong with our friends?” I inquired. I rubbed my hands up and down Chris’s chest playing with the thin gold chain that hung around his neck while he just shrugged. He rubbed my exposed thighs and tried to go higher but I stopped him. My dress was spaghetti strapped, stopped mid-thigh, and hugged all my curves. 

Which Chris gladly appreciated. 

“I’m tired as hell y’all,” Nicki announced, stomping up the stairs without her man for the night. Nicki wasn’t one to take home a random guy every night but she’d make sure to have fun while she was here. 

“You been dancing for damn near an hour straight,” Mel laughed. Nicki plopped down beside her and picked up the bottle of Grey Goose scanning the room for glasses. “Rob getcha ass off Chris’s lap and come take a shot with us.” 

I shook my head but kissed his lips quickly and got up, pulling my dress down in the process. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my backside but I simply swayed my hips a little harder than normal. I took a seat beside Nicki while she handed me the shot. 

“Um, toast to happiness,” Nicki suggested. “And friendship,” she glanced at Chris than smiled at me. “And may love be in our futures.” I eyed her but she just laughed and raised her glass. The three of us downed the shots and I was the only one to cough once I felt that burning sensation down my throat. 

“Lightweight,” Mel laughed. I waved her off, poured myself another shot, and downed it again. The burning was still bad but not as bad as the first time. “Why Chris looking all sad,” Mel asked, motion towards Chris. He just sat back bobbing his head to the music and smoking yet another blunt. 

“He miss Rob already,” Nicki laughed. I rolled my eyes. “But seriously I see how y’all act around each other. You like him a lot and I’m happy you’ve finally moved on.” She put emphasis on finally making the three of us giggle. 

“Thank you,” I smiled, “Now what’s going on with you and him?” I motion to Mijo making Mel suck her teeth and roll her eyes. Mijo wasn’t entertaining women like Trey and Ty were, he was actually too preoccupied with his phone. 

“He’s being an ass.” And we left it at that. It was obvious she didn’t want to talk about it so we left it alone. 

I sat and chatted with my girls for a while before Chris started complaining and telling me to come back over. I was back in Chris’s lap with his head in the crook of my neck. He was acting like he didn’t want me out of his sight so I made sure I was close to him at all times. I pulled on his chin hairs watching him swipe his tongue across his bottom lip out of habit. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing his lips. I noticed I’ve become much more affection within the last few hours. I just couldn’t seem to get enough of his lips. 

That damn liquid courage. 

You ready to go?” Chris asked, kissing my neck shortly after. Honestly I was ready to go the minute we got here but I didn’t want to be the party pooper that wanted to stay home and stop everyone’s fun. 

“Mel, you need a ride home?” I yelled over the music. “We’re about to leave.” She shrugged her shoulders and glanced at Mino only he just paid her no attention. She sucked her teeth, slammed her glass down on the table, and stood slowly. 

“I got her.” Mijo spoke up, not taking his eyes off his phone. Mel was about to protest but he looked up and gave her a look. Huffing, she sat down on the couch and folded her arms across her chest. 

“I’m good.” 

And in the blink of an eye Chris was guiding me down the stairs and towards the exit. Once the door opened I felt a gust of wind making me shiver and walk closer to Chris. He opened his car door for me and I slid in watching him walk around to the other side. 

The drive to his house was silent, the sound of Usher pouring through the speakers. His hand rested comfortably on my thigh while I kept my gaze locked ahead. The alcohol in my system made my body hotter than normal but the weed had worn off a whole ago. 

Chris parked his car in his garage and removed the keys. The both of us stumbled into his house after he unlocked the door and the first thing I did was kick off my heels while Chris tossed his keys into the bowl. 

While he headed for the kitchen, I made my way to the bedroom. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail with the hair tie on my wrist, shuffling through one of his dresser drawers for something confortable to sleep in. Chris entered the bedroom just as I’d settled on a white t-shirt. 

“Can you unzip me?” Chris placed down the water he was drinking and walked over, running his hands over my hips. He grabbed ahold of my zipper and slowly pulled it down, taking my straps off my shoulders, and watching the dress fall into a pool at my feet. stepped out of it, grabbing the t-shirt and walking towards the bed. I slipped the shirt over my head while Chris tossed his clothes into his hamper. 

Chris was right back behind me kissing my exposed shoulder blade, his hands massaging my sides. Like always I let my guard down and allowed him to turn me around and kiss my lips. Like clockwork my arms were around his neck and his hands on my hips. He backed up up until we were falling on to his bed. 

His trail of kisses started at my neck, down to my chest, and back up again. I moaned softly once his fingers came in contact with the top of my panties. 

Am I ready for this? 

“Chris, wait,” I sighed, grabbing his hands. He stopped and just pulled his hands away from my panties. “I just-” 

“I know.” I sighed once he dropped his hands and rolled off me. He walked to his dressed while I slipped the t-shirt over my head. I pulled his covers back getting underneath. Not even a minute later he was crawling into bed immediately pulling me into him. His breathing was slow and steady, while his hands rubbed my back in the most soothing was possible. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled. 

He shook his head, “You have nothing to be sorry about.” 

“It’s just that-”

“Robyn stop it. You don’t know how bad I want this to go further,” he sighed, “But I’d never push you into something you aren’t ready to do.” 

“I just feel bad.” I grumble. 

“You wanna know something, I’ve never had someone in my bed half naked and I haven’t tried anything.” He actually seemed shocked at his own words. 

I just kept quiet, not exactly having a response. What was I supposed to say to something like that. “Chris?” His hands stopped and he looked down at me. “Why haven’t you tried to have sex with me yet?” It was honestly a reasonable question. Something that’s been in the back of my mind for awhile now. 

“I’d never want pressure you like that.” He said simply. “If you aren’t ready, I won’t try anything.” And I left it at that. I got my answer so there was no need to push the subject. 

I ran my hands over his abs and down to the pajama pants that donned his bottom half. He chuckled while I toyed with the waistband trailing my fingers up and down his chest. 

“And what are you doing?” He chuckled. 

I threw my leg over his waist and smiled, “Just because I’m not ready to go all the way there, doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” Smirking, Chris flipped us over so that he was hovering above me with the sneakiest smile across his face. 

And for the rest of the night I did exactly what I wanted. And in the end, I was cuddled up with my boyfriend in the one place I would always be happy to be. My man’s arms. 

Chapter 9

Elicia POV

Tonight was beyond amazing. Dinner with my baby had me on cloud nine and I couldn’t wait until we got home. Auggie really had no idea what he was in for which made this night that much more special.

Helping me out of the car the night air brushed against my skin making me shiver just a little reacting the protective instincts from my amazing boyfriend. He’s been nothing short of good to me these past couple of weeks especially with everything that has happened.


Ridding the thoughts from my head because it would put me in a bad space I cuddled closer to Aug as he walked us to the door. “Ya good babeh.” I nodded with a smile kissing his small goatee.

“I’m good babeh.” I mocked his accent making him chuckle some. As soon as August opened the door I pulled away from his embrace running up the stairs. The Christian Louboutin heels made loud sounds against the hardwood floor, and I could faintly here Augs heavy footstep following behind me.

“Yoo Lici wha’s good babeh?” Ignoring him I reached our room going into our walk in closet. “Nothing babe, Auggie can you do me a favor pretty pleeeeaase?” I dragged out cutely leaning my head out the entrance-way.

August was stepping out of his jeans and into a pair of black basketball shorts his inked covered chest on full display. Licking my lips I met his brown eyes rolling mine when he smirked knowingly. “Jus’ tell me babeh n’ it’s all yours.” Giggling and blushing I waved him off.

“Boy it’s been mine.” Surprised by quick response he trekked over to me a lustful stare gracing his beautiful features. “Word babeh?” Grabbing me he dropped his hands down to my ass gripping it through the red fitted skirt. Nodding against his chest I pressed my lips to the middle of his chest. Shivering from my touch his grip on my ass tightened illuminating a low whimper from me.

Pushing him back I grinned at his annoyed facial expression. “Can you please bring me a glass of juice.” The only thing I could think of at the moment. Staring at me with a questionable look I poked my bottom lip out. “I’m thirsty.” Still looking at me skeptically he backtracked his steps ultimately walking out the room altogether.

Quickly grabbing the pink and white small rectangular shopping bag I held it in my hand scurrying into the bathroom. Locking it behind me I slipped out of tonights dinner outfit and into what I’ll just call dessert.

Pushing my c cup breast up in the turquoise lace push up bra a smirk graced my red tainted lips. My baby wasn’t going to know what hit him tonight.

Turning around I poked my ass out looking back at it twerking a little. Maybe I was feeling myself a little too much but I was in a good mood and was about to get dicked down. Why wouldn’t I have a reason to twerk in the mirror.


“Lici, wha’cha doin’ girl?” Twisting the door knob I ignored him sliding my feet in my stiletto heels. Fluffing my already curled hair. It was locked so his attempts to get in failed miserably.

His pleas for me to come out ceased and I couldn’t have been more than happy. His persistence was cute and welcomed but I really didn’t need that right now. Not while I’m trying to build up my confidence and walk out there in next to nothing.

“You got this Ease.” Pep talking myself seemed to help a little. Taking a deep breath I unlocked the door giving myself one last once over before stepping out.

August was sprawled out across the bed his arms over his eyes while I watched his chest rise and fall. I know he heard me come out the bathroom but he wanted to play games and ignore me. It’s ok I had something for him though.

Walking to the edge of the bed I crawled onto the California King bed making my way up Augs lanky body. Still ignoring me I sucked my teeth dragging my hands up his bare chest placing my ass directly on his dick. Bingo.

That seemed to get all of his attention and I grinned. Removing his arms he stared at me blankly before his eyes widened and his bottom lip tucked under his teeth.

Watching as his eyes went from shock to lust in a matter of seconds cause a mini pool to form. “Damn.” His large hands gripped my thighs rubbing up and down reaching my ass and squeezing both cheeks in his hands. Moaning like I did earlier I jerked my hips forwards eliciting a deep groan from him.

“I tol’ ya befo’ babeh. Ya not ready so don’t start.” Teasingly I dragged my nail up his chest staring up at him innocently.  "Ready for what baby? I’m not starting anything.“ Mumbling against his lips I slid my tongue in his mouth rotating my lower half on his rising member.  His hands slowly caressed my body as he groaned into the kiss. I thought I finally won but he quickly pushed me off of him rising off the bed and facing me. “Babeh I know ya not there yet.”

August POV

Rejection. That’s all I saw on her face and my heart broke. Lifting her chin with my finger I kissed her softly before trying to look in her eyes but she wouldn’t meet my gaze. “I know ya want it babeh, trust me ya ain’t the only one.  But I don’t wanna fuck up ya process just cause I wanna fuck up the sheets.” Chuckling she finally looked up at me and blushed. Sitting down next to her I pulled her into my lap rubbing my thumb along her thigh.

Letting out a deep sigh she looked in my eyes and spoke softly. “It won’t ruin my process baby, it will complete it.” I twisted up my face ready to tell her she was crazy but she stopped me and continued. “The last time my body was touched in a way that I only ever wanted you to touch me, was forced. I need you to remind my body what sex is supposed to be. I need you to remind my mind that we make love.  I need you to erase that.” Turning in my lap she straddled me before pressing her lips to mine. “I need you.” Lust dripped from her voice and I couldn’t fight it any more.

Kissing her passionately as I turned us over I laid between her legs. Staring into her eyes I saw all of the desire that she had just spoke.

Trailing kisses from her cheek I slowly swirled my tongue over her breast. Kissing the top of them lightly as she arched her back allowing me to remove her bra. Her light panting became soft moans as I began to tease her nipple gripping her ass tightly. Shifting my body against hers I traveled my tongue across her stomach before giving her other nipple the same performance.

As I placed wet kisses down the center of her stomach moving my body lower her hand went for my hair and her breath quickened.

"Ya good babeh? I can sto-”

“Don’t!” I chuckled at how eager her voice broke. My baby was feening.

Sliding down as I pushed her body up removing the lace that adorned her center; I looked up and smiled. Every emotion I saw the first time I tasted her, the first time she had ever been tasted, was flashing across her face. 

“Relax babeh, I gotcha.” She let out a faint “ok” as I began to lick and kiss her inner thigh, massaging my hands up her back.

I placed wet kisses on her second lips and she spread her legs more removing her hand from my hair. Gripping both of her thighs I separated her lips with my tongue as I licked slowly from the bottom to just under pearl. Breathing lightly over it I looked up at her once more making sure she was ready. Her eyes had grown irritated with my teasing so I gave her what she wanted.

Firmly I pressed my tongue against her pearl before flicking it quickly. Her body tensed up so I slowed down, gripping her waist firmly. Swirling my tongue in a circular motion on her pearl my hands continued to caress her body as her moans became louder.

I sucked harder on her pearl causing her hand to fly back to my hair. “Ba-baby,” she whined more than spoke as I brought my right hand to her center using two fingers to grant me more access to her pearl.


“Hmmm babeh?” I made sure I pressed flat against her pearl so that she could feel the vibrations.

“Mmm right there,” her body suddenly relaxed and her hand left my hair again. Peeking up at I saw that her right hand was stretched out against the bed as her left one massaged her breast playing with her piercing.

Keeping my pace on her pearl I slid two fingers into her warmth moving dramatically slow. Tickling her g-spot causing her to body jerk slightly.

Shortly after I picked up the pace of my fingers she was raining down my fingers as her walls clenched tightly around me. I licked her clean drinking her juices before I kissed my way back to her face.


Bliss. That’s the only way I could describe the feeling my body was trying to understand. I almost forgot how well August could take care of me.

My breaths quickened as he made his way back up to my lips kissing me hungrily. “Ya still taste sweet babeh,” he spoke in a low husky tone before grinding his teeth against my neck before he sucked each spot. “Ya still sure babeh? We can stop here.”

Feeling his hardened length pressed against my still throbbing pearl threw that option out the window. “I want you baby,” I breathed out tugging at his basketball shorts. My groan from him standing up quickly turned into a smirk as he removed his basketball shorts and his Polo boxers. “What ya smilin at babeh? Ya missed him?” He hovered over me rubbing his hands against my center. “She did,” before I could speak his lips came crashing into mine and arms flew around his neck pulling the his body down as I laid against the bed.

Starting at the center of my back his hands slowly slid down gripping my ass as we continued to kiss feverishly. He grabbed my thighs opening them gently as his lips left mine and returned to my pearl. He swirled his tongue around my pearl as his soft bites and hard sucks restored my wetness.

Kneeling between my legs he laid his dick between my lips thrusting slowly; teasing me as the tip tapped my pearl. I opened my mouth to complain about his antics but a moan slipped as he slowly entered me.

My walls immediately clenched around his width and I couldn’t let go if I wanted to. It was an all too familiar feeling of pain and pleasure as my body reacted like it was my first time. Gripping the sheets I inched away from his length only for him to grab my waist tightly forcing me still.

His eyes screamed focus as he stared down at my center with his bottom lip tucked firmly between his teeth. He knew exactly where he was headed and the moment his head tapped my spot the levy broke and my wetness allowed him to easily slide in his remaining length with my loud moan and his harsh grunt competing for center stage.

As he pressed his body against mine I wrapped my legs around his waist. He started working his hips in a slow circular motion, his shallow strokes giving me time to adjust to his length prompting my walls to finally release their grip. The moment they did I wished they hadn’t because he immediately started delivering long strokes being sure hit every spot just right.

My voice quivered as I gathered enough air to speak. “Auuu-Auuuuugust baby just like that,” I moaned as I released the hold my legs had on him making him fall even deeper if possible.

“Shit babeh,” he rumbled in my ear before he started sucking my collar bone. Arching my back as he continued to deliver his stroke I threw my head back and enjoyed the pleasure as I matched his pace.

He hit my spot with force and I’m sure the face I made was as strange as the moan he provoked as my nails dug into the sheets.

August POV

Staring down at the beautiful brown skinned goddess up under me. I watched as her face twisted up in pleasure as I thrusted in and out of her. My babeh was so warm, wet and tight that if I wasn’t focusing I would’ve busted right then and there.

Gripping her thighs in my hands my tongue swarmed around her collar bone and I slid my hands between our heated bodies reaching her clit.

Thrusting deeper in her Lici’s moans filled my ears before she dug her nails in my skin when I brushed against her  pearl. “Auug!!” Pushing her knees up to her chest I pressed down on ha stomach making ha back arch up off the bed and ha hands grab a hold of the silk sheets.

“Sh-uhh!” Thrusting upwards she placed her hand on top of mine unable to get her words out. “Lemme hea’ ya babeh.” Leaning back the sight of my dick disappearing in and out of pretty pink pussy had me harder if possible. Looking up at her to see her still holding back her moans I pulled out completely before slamming into her making her let out a high pitched scream.

“Fuck Aug!!!” Gripping her hips Lici released one of her hands from the death grip she had on the sheets before trailing it down her body I watched with hooded eyes as my babeh played with her clit. Rubbing on faster her back arching up off the bed while my thrust went long and deep. “Uhh shiiiiit!! Baby..deeper.” Dropping one leg she spread it across the bed and I hovered over her, my balled fist on either side I her head.

“Ya luh me babeh.” She nodded rapidly eyes closed in pleasure as my dick showed no mercy to her tight pussy. “Ya got’a say it.” Snaking my hand around her waist I lifted her slightly off the bed biting gently down in her shoulder.

“Oh god!! Yes! I love you!” She cried holding onto me, meeting my thrust. I clenched my jaw grunting in her ear when she squeezed her walls around me. “You feel so good.” Her soft voice whispered in my ear before she bit down on my earlobe, swirling her tongue around it before sucking on it.

Unexpectedly I turned her on her side wrapping my arms around her waist. Lici laid her left leg over mine holding onto the pillow as I fucked her on her side. Snatching it from her she whimpered her nails digging in my arm making me hiss out in her ear.

Not a lot of words needed to be said between the two of us. Her moans and the way she held me into her said it all. I missed her just as much as she missed me and I was gone make it my mission to show her how much I loved her.

Lici’s body jerked forward her walls clenching around me and her nails digging deeper in my hands letting me know she was about to come.

“Let it go babeh.” The gushy sounds of how wet she was motivated me to go faster, while I squeezed her breast flicking nipples. “God Aug!! I’m cu-oooh!!” The loud moan followed by her juices dropping down my dick and our legs caused a smirk to appear on my face.

Pulling out she moaned taking a deep breath before closing her eyes. “Nah babeh, dis wha’ ya wanted rememba. Arch ya back ma.” Smirking Lici arched her back her face pressed against the bed her arms stretched out over her head and her ass poking out in the most alluring way.

Raising my hand I slammed it down on her ass biting my lip as it jiggles ignoring her high pitch yelp. Squeezing it in the palm of my hands I spread her legs her freshly shaven box a sight for my eyes only.

My babeh was drenching, trailing my hand up her slit her she moaned. “Ya so wet Lici.” I muttered before guiding myself in her.

Elicia POV

He slowly eased into me making me bite down hard on my bottom lip. The feeling of him filling me up was overwhelming yet it felt so good.

“Fuck!” was all I could yell as I tried to escape his length.

“Ya ain’t neva been a runner babeh. Don’t start that shit nah.” He growled as he pulled me back into his stroke.

“Ba-baby pleeeeease,” I said as he slowly stroked me with half of his length.

“Wha babeh?” his tone teased me as he gave me more. “Ya want me ta slow it down,” his words slurred like he was drunk as he gripped my ass tightly and slowed down dramatically. All I could do was gasp and throw it back so he would stop massaging my spot so slow, I wasn’t ready for another one.

“I ain’t ready eitha babeh,” he grunted as if he read my mind. Gripping my waist he forced me still as he returned to his slow stroke.

“August PLEASE!”

Almost on cue he grabbed a handful of my curls and started delivering long, deep strokes at the perfect pace. Moaning loudly no longer caring about control I started throwing it back hard. I needed to please him, to thank him for night.

Looking over my shoulder at him I smirked as I continued to throw it back. His head was tilted back and his mouth was hanging open as he stroked me with through bated breath. Squeezing my walls around him tightly I snapped him from his daze. He was close, I could see it in his eyes.

“Auggie let me ride.”

Groaning as he pulled out of me he laid down on the bed. My legs quivered as I crawled over to him. Straddling his waist with my back to him I looked over my shoulder.

“Ya showin out na babeh?” Staring into his eyes I grabbed his dick and teased the tip, my walls taking it upon themselves to hold on for dear life. With a low grunt he gripped my waist easing me onto his full length, guiding me as I bounced slowly. Removing his hands and tucking my feet under him for leverage I sped up my bounce squeezing every time his tip came to my entrance.

“Gah dammit!” he breathed as he grabbed my waist trying to regain control. Leaning forward I broke his grip. Placing my hands between his legs I arched my back and bounced at a slow pace before suddenly switching to a fast grind. His slight shifting beneath me and low cursing stroked my ego as I wound my hips.

Sitting back up straight I threw my head back and continued to ride before right suddenly gripped my waist as he thrusted up. “Ya got cocky E,” he forced out lowly as he dug his hand into hair snatching my head back. “Ya know betta babeh.”

I threw my arms behind me as he continued to pump from beneath me. His hand crept from my right hip to my pearl and I knew it was over. My clawing at his skin did nothing as he rubbed his fingers quickly against my pearl still maintaining his stroke.

Arching my back as my body tensed up I clawed at the sheets ripping them from the bed. I trembled through my orgasm collapsing back against his body but his stroke refused to let up. “Au-August fuuuuuuuuck!” He wrapped his arm around my waist pumping faster until he released inside me. Stroking slowly until we both finished.

I slowly slid to the side of him, turning on my stomach, only for him to pull me by arm onto his chest wrapping me securely in his arms. Listening to his quickened heartbeat.

“Ya good babeh?”

“Perfect,” I murmured as I kissed his jawline. “I almost won.”

Laughing he gripped my ass making me look up at him. “Ya know damn well that’s lie Lici.”

Sitting up and straddling him I sent him a challenging grin. He quickly turned us over before pecking my lips. “Best even outta odd?” he said with a smirk. Nodding I wrapped my arms around his neck before pulling him into a passionate kiss.

This is about to long night and I’m here for every second.


Author Note: Thank you to my NCB myloveff for the inspiration and assistance. I hope you enjoyed the chapter.