Izel
I heard the front door unlocking, and I knew it was August. I know he was about to fuss about me sleeping on the couch as well.
"Baybeh, what I tell you about sleepin' on this couch?" He shook me so he could wake me up, fully.
"Leave me alone." I groaned and rolled over.
He shook his head and picked me up bridal style and took me to my bed.
"August, I'm not comfortable in the bed." I sat up. "I just went to sleep an hour ago, you ruined my slumber." I yawned.
"I don't care, that couch gon' give you back prollems." He put my hair up in a bun for me.
He stopped moving for a second before pushing my head to the side.
"What is this Izel?" He rubbed across my neck before pushing on it.
"Ouch, what're you doing?" I hissed in pain.
"This hurt?" he pressed on the bruise.
"August!" I pushed his hand away before rubbing my neck.
"You said Darrin ain't touch you."
"He didn't." I started to talk low.
"So that's a hickey on yo' neck?" He made me look at him.
"No! It's nothing serious, August." I sighed. "The only thing that really matters here is that Darrin is floating around New Orleans like nobody will kill him. The same guy that got Britt killed, acting like none of it happened."
"You tell Zane?" He sat down next to me.
"Yes, and he's trying to get involved." I shook my head. "He's all Lea has left, and I don't like risks. Can't you tell him something that-.."
"Nah, can't stop a grown man when he makes up his mind. Me and Travis gon' be there wit him." He looked at me. "Zane is gon be aight if he decide to ride out wit us."
"Okay." I spoke quietly.
"Try and go back to sleep, I lo-.."
"Where do you think you're going? I missed you way too much." I pulled him closer to me. "I'm not sleepy anymore." I sat on his lap and put my hands under his shirt.
"Zel, I ain't in the mood ta' be playin' wit you right na'." He was about to get up but I pushed him back.
"Oh, really? Because this tells me something else." I grabbed his dick while biting my lip. "Untie my robe." I smiled.
He really did look mad about the whole Darrin situation, but I didn't care. It was turning me on.
He shook his head before going to untie the knot on my robe. I let it fall off of me and I saw a smile come across his face.
I was wearing his favorite lingerie. For some reason, my man had an interest in me wearing white lingerie. His favorite color is blue so I don't know what's up with him and white.
"You full of surprises ma." He chuckled before trying to unsnap the buckles.
"Yea, and there's more to come. Don't undress me yet." I moved his hand away before turning around on him.
I pulled off his sweatpants along with his boxers and his hard-on sprung out into my hands.
I turned around and smirked at him. He looked really confused, because I never do this with him.
"You're always pleasuring me. It's my turn now, okay?" I asked while stroking him slowly.
He answered by nodding his head and throwing his head back.
