You Deserve

30

August

"Auguuuust." Marli moaned trynna pull away from me as I thrusted in and out of her.

I grabbed a handful of her hair pullin her upward as I continued to give her long back shots. She brought her hand behind her trying to push me off a lil but that only motivated me to go harder. La baby couldn't handle it. I smirked as I released my grip allowing her to collapse back onto the sheets still showing no mercy.

"Ahhh fuck!" She screamed into her pillow as her juices flowed all over me. Soon after my climax came as well and we both fell back on the sheets out of breath.

I pulled her on top of me peckin her lips as she tiredly traced the tattoo along my face.

"Why ya always do that?"

"Do what?" She practically whispered.

"Trace that tatt."

She shrugged continuing the habit as I played in her curls. I was starting to doze off until she spoke.

"Aug?"

"Wassup baby." I responded looking at her.

She had an uneasy expression which immediately put up a flag.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't go back on tour with you. Bry is leaving soon and-"

"Yanna. I figured that."

I mean I wasn't stupid. I know my nigga finna do his thing so of course Yaya can't be left unattended. I don't want Mar to leave, but aye Yanna need her and I get that.

"And you're okay with that?"

"Yeah and no. Yeah cause I know Yanna ya girl and she need you through this pregnancy and I know ya wanna be there and shit but no cause imma miss wakin up to ya ass and ya cookin fa me and just havin ya by my side."

She looked up at me with sad glossy eyes.

"Come on na, baby don't cry." I groaned wiping stray tear.

"I feel bad though. Like I don't want to leave you but I can't abandon her."

"Look we'll figure some shit out. As for now a nigga tired and we got shit to do tomorrow so we need to sleep."

"We?"

"Yes we na take yo ass to sleep. I love you." I stated kissing her lips.

"I love you too babe." She mumbled laying her head in the crook of my neck as we soon after drifted off to sleep.

The next morning

I woke up noticing Marli wasn't next to me. My confusion was interrupted by two boisterous ass laughs coming from downstairs. Mar and Yanna. I shook my head risin up outta bed and to the bathroom. I did my thing and slipped on some basketball shorts and grabbed my phone heading downstairs. I stood at the doorway on the verge of death as I watched Yanna and Mar singin and dancin like two wild women. I pulled out my phone clickin on Instagram and pressed record.

"I, I wish that I could unfuck you

I, I, I, I wish that I could unfuck you

Cause boy you don't deserve my love, love

Boy you don't deserve my love, oh love

Boy you don't deserve this love, love

Boy you don't deserve this, boy you don't deserve this!"

I turned the camera to me and smacked my lips.

"She lyin y'all, I deserve it all."

"He doesn't!" She screamed still singing.

"I deserved it last night."

"August! Cut the camera off, did that get recorded."

"Sure did." I replied smirking and postin the video tagging her in it.

She flicked me off as I hugged Yanna and continued to cook. I set my phone down coming up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. I planted a kiss on her neck as she flipped a pancake.

"What are we doing today?"

"We are goin to se my mama and the girls."

I laughed as she dropped the spatula spinning around to face me.

"Seriously August. You could've warned me. I'm not ready, I'm not going."

"Girl shut up it'll be fine. Ya don't think I was nervous bout meetin ya moms and Nana?"

She groaned turning back to face the stove. I shook my head and kissed along her neck.

"Relax it's gon be fine, she know about ya already."

"That helps a lot, move so I can fix your plate."

"Not until ya agree."

"That's your stomach not mines." She retorted with a lil attitude.

"Really man."

"Fine, I'll go."

"Na gimme kiss."

She huffed and pecked my lips pulling away. I pulled her back by her waist and kissed her for real.

"You stay trynna play a nigga." I mumbled against her lips.

"You like it, eat so we can meet your mom." She sighed wiping lip gloss of my lips.

"Don't trip, ya good. She gon like ya."

She nodded setting my food on the table as I sat down. Iono what she scared fa. My mama gon like ha big head ass.

Marli

As August fed his face I rushed upstairs to get ready. Nervous was an understatement Nigga could've at least warned me!

"Ugh." I groaned as Yanna rummaged through my closet in search of an outfit for me as I showered. Minutes later I came out wrapped in a towel.

"Curls or no curls."

"I say curls."

"August come here!"

Moments later he came rushing upstairs.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, curls or no curls?"

He smacked his teeth leaning against the door frame.

"If ya don't put some shit on. It don't matter what ya look like baby I'm tellin ya."

"That's not what I asked you."

"Curls baby, and Yaya don't pick out no professional ass clothes. Somethin casual iight."

"Yes massa." She replied rolling her eyes and heading back into the closet.

He shook his head and left out of the room as I frantically got ready. Lord please let this day go smoothly.