Bad For You

Ch 22

August: Michelle come here

Michelle: no

Michelle pov : I finished putting the food away when I felt hands on my ass. I smacked his hands away. He got another thing coming if he think that im going to let him touch me. he pressed his lips on my neck . I moved around trying to fight the pleasure. But he began to suck on my earlobe and I shivered

August: I missed ya

Michelle: you should have to miss me I was at home waiting on you

August: I kno im sorry

Michelle: sorry august sorry is okay if you came in late last night. But nigga you came home the next day in the afternoon

August: look im sorry let meh show ya how much

Michelle: I have something to do

August: you rite you do have something to do

Michelle: I do

August: ( takes her shirt off) I kno you going to do something right now

Michelle: Awee august

August: ( kiss) yeah you gone do meh. ( kiss)

Michelle pov: he took my hand and brought me on the couch and sat down. He pulled down my maxi skirt off and it fell to my ankles. he licked all down my inner thigh and I just grabbed his hair. Pushing him more into me . he was putting in work damn cant no eat me like Anthony. When I came he looked up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand

August: you want me to stop I mean don't you have somewhere to go

Michelle: No its not that important

August: ( smile) ya dats wat daddy like to hear

August pov : I t stood up and stroking myself while I looked down at Michelle. Shit I cant fuck ha but how dat pussy was set up. I mean technically I aint wrong she my fiancé I gotta make her squirt. Because who else could do it ( laughs). I picked ha up and brought ha in da showa with meh. See I can still wash ol girl off meh and make luv to my girl. see august you aint caught up nah you doin da rite thing.