No Love

Chapter 13

August's dark eyes roamed over your bare body as you slowly placed your feet into the tub, the warm water reddening your skin. "Fuck," he groaned, shutting his eyes, as he ran his tongue across his plump, ruddy lips, and placed your quavering body onto his.

He smirked, as he locked his eyes on yours.

"Why you gotta do dis ta me, (Your Name)?" After tracing his tattoos with your fingers, you planted your hands onto his shoulders, and leaned into him. "Do what?" you purred into his ear, before nibbling on it.

August bit into his lip, the candles surrounding the tub reflecting off his grill. "Maan, ya know what?" He murmured, as he tapped your thigh. "Lift up."

You did as instructed, a soft moan rolling off your lips as he gently eased himself inside of you.

You set your palm against his ink covered chest, your other fingers intertwined in his coarse, curly hair. Suds dripped from your trembling arms. "I meant do me like dis. Make me horny as a mothafucka, when I was tryna have a conversation wit ya, and enjoy ya company." You giggled, before slowly lifting yourself off of him. "Damn, my bad. We can talk, if that's what you want to do." August quickly objected.

"Nah, nah, nah. Get ya ass back ova hea'," He dug his nails into your hips, guiding your body back onto him. He fanned his hand. "We can do dat lata. Right na?"

August paused, nuzzling his forehead into the crook of your neck. "Right na, I just want ta make love ta ma lady. Make ya feel good."