Lost Love

Lost Love: Recreating That Spark

Los Angeles, California
January 3rd
7:00 p.m.
August Anthony Alsina

Afta listenin' ta' dey long ass conversation, I had ta' make my move. I went in the kitchen and grabbed Nika by ha' waist, pullin' ha' flush into my body. "Aye Chyna, ya gon have ta' call back in bout three hours." I hung up and sat Nika on da' island in da' middle of da' kitchen.

"August what has gotten into you?" I wasn't payin' attention ta' anythang she said. I got on my knees and pulled ha' leggings off and threw somewhea' in da' kitchen. I ripped ha' thong off and threw dat somewhea' too. Ion care right na'. I jus' care bout pleasin' my woman.

"Shh baybeh. Lemme do dis. Jus' relax." I could she literally melted at my words. I put ha' legs on my shoulders and buried my face between ha' thighs.

Onika Tanya Miraj

I'm thinking August heard what I was telling Chyna. But god, this man is doing it right. Its just me and my selfish self, wanting more than he can give. I tangled my fingers in his hair, leaning back, but I held myself up using my left hand. "Fuck August. Right there!"

He slapped my thigh, causing me to let out loud ass moan. Almost reaching my peak, I arched my back and when I tell that orgasm felt good, mm it felt real good. I could feel my juices dripping onto his tongue. He laid me on my back and took off his pants. He wasn't wearing any boxers. I sat up and he plunged deep inside of me. I hissed and held onto his shoulders while he pounded in and out of me.

"August! Fuck!"

"Shit!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his head, pressing my lips on his. He kissed me roughly, and started playing with my nipples. He knows how sensitive they are. My nails were digging into his back. He stopped kissing me and leaned down, flicking his tongue on my right nipple and started twisting and pinching the left nipple.

"Babe ya feel me?"

"Y-yes." I gasped, trying to catch my breath.

"Whea' ya feel me?"

"My s-stomach! Harder baby! Go harder!" He pulled out halfway, held my hips in place and rammed himself into me. I struggled to keep my eyes open but damn I was getting tired. He was wearing me out. "Baby fuck me up!"

"What's my name babe?"

"Oooh daddy. Big daddy!"

"Who owns dis pussy?"

"You do! Its yours! Its all yours!"

"Dats what daddy likes ta' hea'." He smirked and sucked on my neck, leaving several hickies.

"Fuck August! I'm cumming!"

"Damn guh. Cum wit' me." He groaned in my ear. His voice made me lose it. "Ahhhh!!!!!!!" He buried his seed deep inside me. Good thing I was still on the pill because he damn sho didn't use a condom. My chest heaved up and down and I collapsed on his chest.

1 hour later

After another round in the shower, this nigga was finally done. It was 11:35 p.m. and I was tired as hell. "Baybeh ya good?" He asked intertwining our fingers.

"Mhm. I'm fine."

"I heard what ya said ta' Chyna earlier."

"Ooh you heard that?"

"Mhm and I was wonderin', why ya didn't eva tell me dat ya wasn't satisfied?"

"I mean, I thought I was being selfish and I was asking for too much. I mean you give me all you can whenever you can." I explained to him. He kissed the back of my hand.

"But baybeh, I'm 'sposed ta' put in ova'time fa' ya. I told ya don't hesitate ta' tell me ta' do sum ya want."

"You are the perfect man, you know that. You are so sweet, you're the perfect father and I'm sure you'll be the perfect husband."

"Dat reminds me, when we gon start plannin' da' weddin'?"

"I don't know yet."

Los Angeles, California
January 3rd
11:50 p.m.
Christopher Maurice Brown

"Fuck girl!" I groaned, bussing in Jennifer's mouth. She pulled me out with a pop and tried to kiss me. I pushed her back. Remember, ion kiss hoes, especially not ones who just had my dick all in they mouth. "You gotta go."

"Why? Is somebody else coming over here?"

"Why you worried bout it? Just get ya lil purse and shit and get the hell out my house. Bye bye."

"Okay call me later." I closed and locked the door behind her and picked up my phone, plopping in the same spot on the couch. This lil plan was taking entirely too long since August erased the messages Jasmine sent him and he blocked her number. I need to get him out, and have him cheat without him knowing it. Maybe I can get one of the girls to come to the club and slip a drug into his drink then get him to sleep with her. Damn Chris, you smart as hell.

"Hey Christie. I need a favor from you."

Los Angeles, California
January 3rd
12:12 a.m.
Onika Tanya Miraj

"Wah! Wah!" I sighed and August shifted under me. "Who that sound like?" I mumbled against his chest.

"Mm, Anthony. I got him."

"Hurry back. I can't sleep without you in bed with me." I whined while he slipped on his sweatpants and planted a kiss on my forehead. I put on my puppy dog face and poked my bottom lip out.

August Anthony Alsina

I opened da' do' ta' da' twins room and seen Anthony fussin' like da' baybeh he is. "Whea' ya pacifier at?" I looked in da' crib under da' blanket. I sucked on it and put it back in his mouth and rocked him back ta' sleep. I think I'm really gettin' da' hang of dis daddy thang. I laid him down and turned on both night lights, kissed dey heads and left da' room. I hope Nika ain't fall asleep on me.

"Baby get in bed. Take off your pants." She whined. I shook my head and tugged 'em off and pulled ha' on top of me. "It was Anthony?"

"Yea. He lost his pacifier."

"I think you're getting the hang of the daddy role. See I told you you were gonna be the perfect father."

"Mhm. Ya told me a lot of stuff. Lets jus' go ta' sleep. I'm tired as hell."

"Me too. Love you baby."

"Luh ya too baybeh."

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Aww isn't August so sweet? What's gonna happen with Chris's plan? Comment your thoughts. 10+ votes and 5+ comments. Be breezy!