Prayers: An August Alsina Love Story

The High Life

August's P.O.V.

The moment my niggas Chris Brown and Trey Songz and I walked into the large Atlanta club we were practically assaulted by women fighting to get towards us. However security pushed them back and kept them from us as we made our way to the VIP section
of Vanquish, one of Atlanta's hottest clubs. When we entered it, I immediately noticed the complimentary bottles of Moscato, Ciroc, and Skyy Vodka and took a shot.

"Gahdamn brah." I coughed, the alcohol was much stronger than I expected. Chris slapped me on the back to help me relax. "Little punk ass can't handle your liquor." he joked. I laughed and pushed him away from me. "And yo lil bihh can't handle dis dick I give ha." Trey laughed, seeing Chris's light skin flush red. He lowkey hated when we teased him about Karrueche, that's why we always did. "Fuck both of y'all asses. " he muttured, rolling his eyes.

I glanced over the railing of the VIP lounge, scoping out the club. A few beautiful women caught my eye, and I asked the attendant would he ask them to join us in VIP. A few minutes later we had fifteen gorgeous women of all types surrounding us, vying for our attention.

This sexy ass Hispanic jawn kept eyeing me like I was her favorite food and I could see the lust in her dark eyes from across the room. Motioning for her to come over where I was, I chuckled lowly when I saw her scurry over. Shawty was a light caramel color with dark hair that fell right to that big ole ass. Definitely my type.

"Wus good ma?" I murmured in her ear. Her titties (which were BIG AS HELL) brushed my arm as she smiled up at me. I handed her a drink, which she drunk down, eyeing me. Licking my lips, I decided to take a risk and brought her closer to me. My hand slipped down the back of her dress to her ass, which I palmed, while my tongue flickered over her hot spot under her ear. Shawty immediately got weak in the knees, moaning lightly. What surprised me was when I felt her hands grab ME through my jeans. Lil AJ' began to grow hard and she looked down, smirking.

At that very moment the club began to blast Porn Star by yours truly and the little jawn I had been feeling up turned around in my arms and slow grind against me. "What's yo name ma?" I asked, my New Orleans accent coming out thicker than usual cause of the lust. She glanced back at me, smiling, and ground her ass harder into AJ. "Brandi."

I gripped her curvy hips, enjoying the way the weed and alcohol increased the delicious way this felt. After a while though AJ couldn't handle it anymore. He needed to hit some, and Brandi immediately came to mind. "Wanna leave with me?" I whispered in her ear. She nodded and I glanced back at Trey and Chris, who were enjoying they own multiple shawties. "Aye, I'm finna dip!" I called out. They scoped out Brandi and gave me smiles and nods of approval.

I pulled away from Vanquish in my black and silver Range Rover with Brandi in my passenger seat and made my way to my home in Buckhead. Brandi couldn't keep her hands off of me, and almost made me wreck when she unzipped my pants, pulled out AJ, and proceeded to take him in her mouth. "Woah 'na shawty." I moaned, struggling to keep my eyes and attention on the road. Fuck! I need to get Brandi home like now. She gave me some bomb ass head till we pulled into my mansion, then after that it was over. We didn't make it past the kitchen.

"Oooooooo August." she moaned as I fucked her as hard as I could from behind. Her long acrylic nails struggled to latch onto my marble counters while she attempted to gain some control but my strokes wouldn't let her. I watched as her ass jiggled while I fucked her; by the way she was moaning I knew I was killing her. "Fuck ma." I groaned, slapping her ass and yanking her hair roughly. Glancing down, I saw her juices coating the outside of the condom, making the latex glisten. The sight was enough to make me bust.

Brandi and I went four more rounds that night up till early that morning. I hugged shawty, gripping her ass one more time. "Here's my number baby." she purred in my ear, slipping me a note with the digits on it. "Hit me up again Daddy." I watched her sashay out of my house to the cab I had called for her and paid for. Walking up the stairs, I took a quick shower before hopping on top of the covers in my bed. I checked my phone, it was only 6:35 am. I had a few hours before I had to get up for my studio session with my boy Drake. I set my alarm for three hours later and laid on my back.

My eyes began to drift shut but before sleep I thought about how empty my house was, it being huge. The only time it really felt full is when my family came and visit: my mom, sister, brother, and nieces, who were like my own kids. I realized how lonely I felt. I was only 23 so I wasn't tryna start no family or nun' but it would be nice to have a girl of my own. Not one of them club hoes who chased after me like Brandi, but a shawty who was classy and actually fucked with me for me. But before I could give it anymore thought, sleep claimed me.

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