You Deserve

13

Yanna

I ended up sleeping over at Brian's hotel and we'll just say we had a lot of fun... If you know what I mean. I know it seems like things are being rushed but I can't help it with him. He just makes me feel so alive, most of all wanted. Something I have never felt in my whole 23 years of living.
Walking up to my door I heard music blaring on the other side. I walked in noticing the commotion coming from the kitchen.

"August stop! You're gonna get fucking pancake mix everywhere... Quit it!" Marli yelled laughing.

I stood in the doorway smiling as I watched the two interact. They're so freaking cute. Marli looks so happy, it was as if a smile was tattood on her face, I missed that. I'm just thankful she found somebody capable of making her truly happy.

"Look at y'all being all cute and shit."

"Oh God Yaya you scared me." She growled making her way over to me.

She gave me a big hug and planted kisses all over my face.

"Damn baby let Yanna breathe."

I looked at her raising an eyebrow.

"Baby?"

"Uh yeah I'll explain later... Sooo what did you and Brian do last night." She asked smirking.

"Yeah not in front of company, we'll talk later." I replied taking a piece of bacon before jogging upstairs.

Marli

"They fucked."

"How you know?" I questioned.

"Ya seen the way she was smilin and shit. Only dick can make a bi- girl, smile like dat."

"Yeah you better correct that shit." I warned pouring pancake batter in the pan.

"When's ya birthday?"

"October 2nd, 93."

"20, ya young ass."

"Nigga shut up you just turned 21." I shot back.

I put the last pancake on the plate and turned the stove off when I felt a strong pair of arms hoist me in the air.

"August!" I screamed as he threw me over his shoulder.

He walked into the living room throwing me on the couch and pinning me down.

"Ya know ya talk a lot of shit."

"And? What are you gonna do about it Slim?" I challenged.

He smirked before pinning both my hands down and sucking on my neck.
He slid his free hand in my shorts brushing his finger across my slit.

"Fuck." I moaned as he began to massage my pearl.

He began rubbing my clit in a circular motion as I struggled to keep quiet. He silenced me by crashing his lips into mine. I continuously moaned against his lips until I heard someone clear their throat. He withdrew his hand as we both looked up to see Yanna standing by the staircase smirking.

"Bitch you got a room for a reason."

Embarrassed, I pushed August off making my way back to the kitchen.

"Nigga wash yo hands before eating. I know you got Marli juice all over it."

"Yanna." I groaned cutting my eyes at her.

I heard August smack his teeth before going into the bathroom.

"I know y'all wasn't finna fuck."