Lost in Ya Lies

Part 6

*Chris' POV*

I woke up to smell burgers? Brey don't cook . 💀

Ahh, I forgot I was on tour... But who house am I at?

I walked down the stairs and spotted a chick in boy shorts and a tank top. It was no lie that shawty had ass. 😆

I snuck up behind her and gripped her waist. Not too hard tho.

I felt her jump and I smiled a little, as she turned around in my arms.

"Rise and Shine Mr.Brown", she smiled.

"Hey, um...", I buzzed.

"Mercedes", she chimed.

"Oh yeah, sorry Mercedes. I was faded asf last night ma", I promised. It wasn't a lie, but in all honesty, I ain't care what her name was.

"It's fine. What we doing today Chrez?", she asked, rubbing my chest.

I slowly removed her hand from my chest.

"I have to go to the studio and practice because I have a show tonight," I said.

"Oh", she sighed.

"Yeah", I trailed off.

"Well can I have some money?", she asked.

"What?", I asked, directing my ear towards her, making sure I heard right.

"Money nigga, you deaf?", she rolled her eyes, throwing her hand out with an attitude.

I laughed a little bit.

"Nah bitch, but you crazy", I promised, pushing past her and proceeding upstairs.

But, then I felt a hand against my face, my cheek stinging.

Did this hoe just slap me?

I turned around quickly , raising my hand.

"I dare you nigga. I ain't Brey or none of them bitches you could slap around whenever you get mad," she tempted me.

I slapped her anyways.

"I know you're not. You ain't shit compared to her. Bye , you broke ass hoe," I spilled, bumping past her and making my way up the stairs.

I grabbed my shit and exited that bitch. I love how hoes be first in line to suck and fuck, but when you ain't throwing bills, they wanna go off on a nigga. These hoes betta chill with that shit.

*Brey's POV*

"Thanks so much Travis", I smiled, thanking him.

"You're welcome beautiful," he replied, walking towards the door.

I blushed deeply and directed my attention towards the floor, so that Travis wouldn't notice my actions.

"Brey, can you um walk me to the door?", he asked, rubbing his neck.

I smiled a little then got up, making my way out the door with him.

Once we made it downstairs and in the frame of the front door, things got a little awkward.

All I remember is Travis peering down at me, and our lips touching.

...........•~•...........

We kissed for what seemed like forever , until he finally pulled away.

I know I shouldn't have wanted to continue kissing him, but I did. So, I pulled him back down to me, reconnecting our lips.

He returned the favor, placing his hands on my hips and backing me up against the wall.

I moaned in his mouth as he massaged my waist.

*Alexis' POV*

I laid in bed, thinking about August for a good lil minute.

There was no doubt that I was missing my baby.

Hopefully he thinking about me as much as I'm thinking about him right now.

*August's POV*

"Harder baby," she cried.

I went deeper, and harder as she pleased.

"Mm, right there daddy. Over and over again!", she yelled.

I did as instructed, followed by me pulling her hair with each thrust.

She moaned out and tried to muffle it by sticking her head into the pillow infront of her, but I wasn't gonna let that happen.

I pulled her head up by her hair and thrusted deeper and with more force. She whined and tried to push me back, but that only boosted my energy, causing me to go deeper. 😏