August's Flame {Mature}

Seven: When Normal Ain't Good Enough (edited)

I'm going to do something one of my favorite authors calls a time jump. It's when you kind of... fast forward in the story, because the time frame that it's currently in ain't really working. So here goes nothing! Their new house, in the mm.

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3 months later...

We come back to August and Desire, and things around here are finally getting somewhat back to normal. August is healed, somewhat, and Desire is still teaching at the dance school. She's not stripping anymore, because she's wifey. Dennis' funeral was nice, but there was so much african american foolery. As expected, Desire fell out, and August and her mama had a verbal disagreement. So Ms. Campbell and August are not on the best of terms. August is still running Flame, and selling dope. Although it's a great source of income, Desire wants August to stop selling on the side. Obviously it's dangerous, but August is too damn stubborn to realize how serious this is.

Desire

I finished my last class for the day, and I was tired. T I R E D. Bryson Tiller played on the speaker, as I stretched on the floor, simply warming down so I wouldn't cramp up when I got home. I then grabbed my bag, my tea, my phone, my keys, and I dipped. Although I was quite upset with him, I couldn't wait to get to August. We haven't had sex in 3 months, and I was feening. While he was healing he got me a few toys but they couldn't do the trick I was looking for. I finally arrived at our new house, in Buckhead. After all the drama, Aug thought it was best that we moved. "Des!", he shouted from the theater room upstairs, obviously watching football. "Yes Auggiepooh?" I shouted back, placing down my keys and other things from today. "Bring me that bag of chips when you come up here." I rolled my eyes, and grabbed the Voodoo chips off of the counter. All he did was lay around and eat these things all damn day, while I go to work. And then he goes to work at Flame while I tend to business at home. I feel like a ghetto Stepford Wife.

I made it to the top of the stairs, took him his chips, and then went into our bedroom to shower. Once I finally felt fresh, I decided to watch some TV. Time flew by and before I knew it, it was time for Aug to go to work. He walked into our bedroom to get dressed, not even acknowledging my existence. Ever since Dennis' funeral, we've been kind of off. My mom isn't even speaking to me because I chose him and not her. But I don't resent August for that, it's not his fault. "Desire," August spoke lowly. "When I get back, I want you sleep, ass naked." He licked his lips, making me laugh. "Ok Auggie." He smirked, and laughed me off. "It's been 3 months since I gave you that act right." He leaned over to kiss me, and left for work.

I glanced over at the clock, it was midnight. Flame literally just started popping off at this time of night. I decided to take a relaxing bubble bath, simply because I couldn't sleep. I stripped out of my clothes, grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass, and cut on The Weeknd. I sipped my Merlot slowly, and let the warm water soothe me. Not even 3 minutes into the song, I was out like a light.

August

I rolled up to the crib, and heard the Weeknd blasting. Desire ass probably in there sleep, loud ass music. The house was dark, but the bathroom was lit, so she must be in there. I peeped in, and as I suggested, she was in the tub, sleep. I turned on the jets, and started to strip. I slowly eased in the tub with her, and her eyes fluttered open. "Auggie?" She murmured, sitting up. "You follow directions. Finally." I inched closer to her, kissing her lips. "We doing a do-over, aight? I ain't bout to fuck. I'm finna make love to you, allat." I whispered against her lips. I noticed the chill bumps on her arms, and grinned. She got the hint, and stood up, making sure to tease me. I stood up and followed her to the bedroom, with my dick hard, leading the way. I rolled up on her and pressed her against the wall, passionately kissing her. She moaned into my mouth and I snaked my arms around her and grabbed her ass, gesturing for her to wrap her legs around me so I could carry her to the bed.