My Lil' Juvie |August Alsina|

|| seven. ||

Today was Thursday and it was hot as fuck. I had taken August to pick up his car and get some extra clothes. He could've drove himself and had his friend follow, but I didn't want to risk no shit happening.

August had been spending the night with me since the incident that happened the other day. He claimed it was to make sure I was safe, but I could see right through that nigga.

He was feeling me.

The feeling was definitely mutual. I could feel myself slowly falling for him. We slept together every day so far this week and I was loving it. I really can get use to this, but when my folks get back, I know we'll have to dead allat shit.

"Baybeh?"

"Hm?"

"You tryna go fa a lil dip?"

I laughed. Daddy and August have been around each other too much.

I smiled, "Whatever you wanna do."

"What I wanna do, yeen ready fa, love."

I blushed, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

I went over to my dresser and pulled out my blue and white alligator skin one-piece to match my pastel blue SadiddyGirl wig. I went to my bathroom and changed. After I finished, I looked at myself in the full body mirror. Looking like this, August better eat me the fuck up. My natural makeup look went perfect with this.

I walked out of the bathroom and August devoured me with his eyes as he bit his lip.

"How bout we just skip da pool and I bend you ova on da edge of dis hea bed?" he said smiling.

As much as I wanted to, I had to make up an excuse.

"And get even more hot? My crew, let's go."

I walked out of the room and headed downstairs. August soon followed. I felt his eyes examining my body. I mean, shit, that's not nothing new. August never missed a chance to touch my body. He knew all the right places to touch and I know I was gone make that dick mine real soon.

Shaking my thoughts, I slid the back door to the pool area open. It was 92 degrees in Atlanta today, so I know the pool felt good, too. Setting my stuff on the patio table, I turned to talk to him.

"Take my pictures."

"Whatchu posta' say?"

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the table.

"Nigga, I ain't saying that sh-"

Before I could finish my sentence, he had me bent over the table on my tiptoes while he held my hand behind my back and pulled my hair.

Mane, I swea this nigga lucky I sewed my shit down.

I couldn't even get angry because I was too turned on to do anything. Letting go of my hair, he slid my bathing suit to the side and revealed how wet I was. He took one of his fingers and slid it between the lips and brushed the tip of his finger on my clit.

I moaned, "August, chill out, please."

He chuckled. Seeing me so frustrated really satisfied him. He wanted me just as bad as I wanted him.

"Get right or get bent ova.  Now say it."

This nigga was so aggressive and it turned me on even more.

"Please, daddy."

He let up and grabbed my waist.

"Was that so hard, baybeh?" he said as he rubbed my ass.