Lost in Ya Lies

Part 10

*Chris' POV*

The way shawty was grinding on a nigga was making me real anxious to fuck. She don't know what she was getting herself into. I had to stop her before things got carried away. Being faded and interacting with females usually results in a fucked up situation.

No thanks .... I'm not ready to face the consequences . So, I'll just chill with some more drinks and call it a night I guess.

"Aye, ma", I called.

"Hmm?", she moaned, continuing to grind her ass on my member, growing through my pants.

"Ugh", I groaned.

"I gotta go", I urged, pushing her off of me.

"Chris? Will I see you again?", she gasped, sounding exasperated.

I know, the 🍆🍆🍆 be leaving hoes wanting more. She ain't even get the real thing and she already yearning for more 😏

I was making my way into the house until I got pushed aside and collapsed into the pool.

I took me a total of 8 minutes to fully get out and regain my balance. It's not easy when you drunk and all.

"Chris?", I heard from the distance.

I directed my attention to where the voice was coming from.

"Yeah?", I asked confused.

"Babe! You didn't tell me you'd be in town!!", she yelled.

Who the fuck?

She ran over to me, tackling me back into the pool.

I gasped for air, reaching the surface, as did she.

"Hey baby", she cheesed.

I raised an eyebrow, playing along.

Theses hoes definitely ain't got no brains.

"Hey", I attempted to say enthusiastically.

"You didn't tell me you were back in town?", she smiled.

"I didn't think it was important. To you atleast..", I shrugged.

"What's that supposed to mean?", she asked with an attitude.

"Bye. I don't got time for you hoes", I stated blandly.

"Bitch", she commented.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, getting out of the pool.

Who was that?

*August's POV*

"Aug", she gasped as I pumped my fingers faster.

"That's not my name", I grunted, as she stroked me through my boxers.

"I'm not calling you daddy", she spoke unsteadily.

"Sure about that?", I asked.

"Positive", she said.

Just then, I pulled my fingers out.

"Why'd you stop?", she whined.

"Why continue if I ain't daddy?", I smirked.

"Oh hell no", she huffed, trying to stick my fingers back in. But I pulled my hand away from her kitty.

"Hell nah", I laughed.

"Nigga what the fuck?", she whined aggressively.

What she ain't know was that while she was talking all that shit, me and Mr. classy were interacting, as I was lacing him in a condom.

Without warning, I plunged into her, most likely rupturing her cervix. 💀😭😂

"Uuuggghhhh", she moaned, automatically wrapping her legs around my waist.

I dragged her to the end of the counter by her ankle, allowing myself better access.