Chapter 61

Esined

"Happy birthday, baybeh," August smiled.

"Thank you,"

"I'm sorry I wasn't hea earlier,"

"You made me think that you were gonna show up," I frowned.

"I know. I got a lil busy tryna perfect things. I got a surprise fa you tho, so I hope you like it," he said.

"I know I will. Thank you Snugga," I gave him another kiss. "I was mad, but I'm glad that you're here,"

"I didn't wanna talk and spoil anything, sorry Pooh," he leaned down, whispering in my ear. "I saw them pictures by da way. What color you got on?" he placed his hands on my bottom.

"White,"

"I can't wait ta see you in it,"

I bit my lip, smiling. "I can't wait for you to see me in it,"

He looked at me, his chin tilted up and his eyebrow cocked. His lips slightly parted, he poked his tongue at his top teeth. "Is dat right?"

"Okaaay!" I crossed my legs and he began to laugh. "Don't ever look at me like that again, please,"

He dropped his head, laughing harder. "Awe, turned on, huh?"

"Whatever, August," I laughed nervously and stood straight.

His laughter died down. "I meant ta tell you, you look absolutely beautiful,"

"Thank you," I smiled.

"C'mon,"

"Where are we going?" I asked as he pulled me along with him.

"Take pictures,"

We found the photographer and took a bunch of pictures. I noticed my Grandpa looking at us. He waved me over.

I looked up at August. "Time for you to meet my Grandpa," I said.

"Aiight. Cool,"

"He's a little outspoken," I warned him as we approached Grandpa.

I was worried because of how August may have appeared to my Grandpa. I didn't want him to think August was some thug because of his tattoos or anything.

"Hi Grandpa," I smiled.

"Hi honey. Are you enjoying your night?"

I nodded. "I am. Grandpa, this is my boyfriend," I smiled as I clung onto August's arm.

August looked up at Grandpa. "Hello, sir. I'm August,"

Grandpa eyed him. "August, I'm Mr. Stanley. Very nice to meet the young man who seems to be making my granddaughter very happy,"

They firmly shook each other's hands and I was glad that Grandpa was being respectful.

"Say, Mr. Stanley... You eva happen ta work at an anger management center?"

"Yes. Why?" he looked at August funny.

"You just look familiar,"

Grandpa took off his glasses, looking closely at August's face. He put them back on and looked at August again. "Boy, is that you?"

August nodded with a huge grin on his face and they began to laugh.

They hugged and hit each other's backs.

"It's been how many years?" Grandpa put his hands on his hips, causing me to laugh a little.

"Almost seven," August said.

"Wow,"

It was like they were old best friends that had been reunited.

"So, you two know each other?" I asked.

They nodded.

"I was his counselor at the center," Grandpa said. "Boy was hard headed, disrespectful. He was a serious hothead,"

"He still is," I said.

August sucked his teeth. "No, I'm not,"

"Hmm. I'll give you some credit. He's calmed down more than I know. He's been doing great,"

"Thank you,"

"Mhm,"

Grandpa and August began to go down memory lane and I just listened. It was great to find out things from his childhood that I didn't know. Grandma came over, wrapping her arms around Grandpa's torso. He put his arm over her shoulder and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"What's up, little lady?" he asked her.

"Awwwe!" I gushed. "Aug, isn't that cute?" I looked up at him.

He nodded. "Very,"

"Honey, I'm tired. I'm not young like I used to be," Grandma complained.

"Okay. We can tell everyone goodbye and head back to Eiram's place,"

"Okay,"

"Oh wait," he said. "Remember when I told you about that young boy who changed my life when I worked at the center in New Orleans?"

"Of course,"

"He's dating our granddaughter,"

Grandma looked up, smiling at August.

"Hello. I'm August,"

She opened her arms for a hug and they hugged. "You said Austin?" she asked him.

I started laughing, remembering that I had also called him Austin when I first met him.

He began to laugh. "August," he corrected.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie. It's great to meet you though. Thank you for impacting my husbands life in such a way. Stanley has been looking for you," she rubbed his back.

August smiled and they began to speak to each other for a moment.

My grandpa waved me over and I went to him.

"Happy birthday, princess. I love you and I hope you had a great night. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

I nodded and smiled before kissing his cheek. "I love you too, Grandpa,"

We hugged tightly.

I said goodbye to my grandma also and gave her a hug. Before they left, us four took a photo together. My mama and Brandon had left with them, being tired also.

Through the night, I found myself becoming more comfortable and surprisingly letting go. I was really shy around August.

I had came to this weird stage in our relationship where I was back to being shy about being too inappropriate or even cursing in front of him. I didn't like the scolds he gave me when I said or did something bad. It wasn't too bad of a scold, it was just an I'm a protective boyfriend who's trying to help you maintain your image or you're getting out of hand type of scold.

August stood behind me, nodding his head to the song.

Meanwhile, I stood in front of him, trying to control the lyrics from flowing freely out of my mouth.

"Who set up this mix?" I asked him.

"Viola,"

"What a great friend," I said.

"I helped, but she put some of that stuff I don't like you listenin' to on hea,"

I laughed. "She's the goat for that,"

"I bet she is,"

"This mix is lit, wow. All the hood classics,"

Yo, check itCall Lil' CeaseTell that muh'fucker to bring me some muh'fuckin weed for this hospitalman fuck thatTell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dezand go take about like twenty G's from GinoTell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here

I gasped, getting hype. I looked at August, putting my nail on my lip. "Babe, can I?"

He chuckled. "Go ahead,"

I rapped Biggie and P Diddy's parts. Somehow, Viola found me right on time. We rapped with our arms over each other's shoulders, laughing. I couldn't control myself as I let the vulgar lyrics of Lil Kim flow freely.

Who that queen bitch, keep her glass filled to the rim?The Notorious K-I to the MThat's me, on MTV, no doubtTitty out like what - I don't give a fuck!Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologneThen stay your ass home, you and your chaperone

August watched me, amused as Viola and I rapped back and forth. He even smiled, letting out a little laughter.

"Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor!" I rapped aggressively, adding bass to my voice.

August folded his arms, chuckling as the song ended. "Such a potty mouth. Betta watch yo mouth, lil girl,"

"Boy, I'm eighteen," I laughed, flipping my hair.

Just as I thought the hood in me died down, it was revived instantly when I heard "Cash Money Records takin' over the 99 and 2000s."

I put my hands on my knees and poked out my small butt.

August smacked my behind, immediately causing me to stop before I even started.

I could feel it stinging.

"Ow," I stood up straight, rubbing my backside. "Why'd you do that?" I pouted.

"Chill yo lil ass out," he said through gritted teeth.

I folded my arms and leaned against him. "Everyone else is twerking," I pointed.

"You ain't everyone else though. You ain't got nothin' ta twerk anyway,"

"So?"

"So? What was you really bouta do? Bounce yo back up and down?"

I gasped, looking up at him. "Take that back,"

"Baybeh, I got mo' ass than you,"

"No, you don't,"

"Yes, I do,"

I grabbed his small butt, squeezing it.

"Yo, chill widdat weird shit,"

"You're the one who said your butt is bigger. I was trying to see," I started laughing and moved my hands. "If you can grab mine, why can't I grab yours?"

"Because dats weird,"

"How?"

"I don't know. Just don't touch my ass no mo',"

"Don't touch mine anymore,"

"I was always touchin' yo spine anyway," he straightened out his shirt and jeans.

My jaw dropped, making my mouth form an O.

"Why you gotcha mouth open like you shocked?"

"It's gonna get fat one day and you're gonna be mad because you aren't touching it,"

"How it's gon' get fat without me?"

"Somebody else can do it," I looked down, mumbling.

"I hope the fuck they do,"

I started laughing.

"You think you so funny. Everything a joke," he chuckled. "Let a nigga come nea' you,"

I looked up at him. "What are you gonna do?"

"Test me and you gon' see,"

"I like when you're aggressive sometimes,"

"Is dat right?"

I nodded, biting my lip.

"You know I can't be aggressive tonight, right?"

"Yeah," I sighed.

He began to laugh.

"So like, what are we doing?" I snaked my arms around his neck and he held onto my waist.

"Whatchu mean?"

"Like, are we gonna... You know?"

"I really don't think you're ready fa allat,"

I smacked my lips. "August,"

"Why you wanna do it?"

I was beginning to underestimate him. I was starting to think that maybe he wasn't so great in bed. That or his size made him insecure. Maybe he's never been given a virginity before.

"Why don't you wanna do it?" I asked.

"I've told you before. I'm not tryna do anything wit you dat you could possibly regret. I'd rather us wait and not feel bad afterwards. I want us to enjoy it when it happens,"

I sighed. "Okay, August,"

"Don't act like dat, PoohBear. I'm just lookin' out fa yo feelings, aiight?" he kissed the side of my cheek.

I nodded.

Truthfully, I understood him now. As much as I wanted to lose my virginity, I knew that I needed to slow down. Maybe I wasn't ready like August had said. I was letting the voices of others encourage me to do it. Knowing that a lot of my friends weren't virgins made me feel a little pressured to do it.

I needed to listen to my heart and mind before I listened to my body. If I listened to my body, I would have been lost it.

As it got later, it became time to start wrapping things up. I got a microphone from the DJ and thanked everyone for coming out and bringing gifts.

"Thanks again," I smiled, handing the DJ back the microphone. I left the stage and August waited at the bottom, holding my hand so I wouldn't fall.

We wrapped up the party and I noticed that there was a long table full of gifts.

"Okay, all of my gifts can't fit in your car," I told August.

"I know. Mel brought his truck, so we gon' put them in his trunk,"

"Oh. Okay,"

August, Mel, and Travis helped me put my gifts in Mel's truck as Viola sat in a chair, eating cake.

"Is that all of it?" I asked.

"Yep," Mel closed his trunk. "I'll take it ta yo mama house later. Have fun, but not too much fun, lil girl," he gave me a hug.

"You're the last one to tell me not to have too much fun," I said in a sing-a-long voice as I hugged him back. "I know my limits. Thank you,"

"Watch it, kid," he chuckled.

"Aye! Don't have unprotected sex!" Travis slurred. "If you do, you'll be a teen mom or August will be a daddy like me," he laughed. He was obviously beyond drunk. "And if you-"

Mel covered his mouth. "Aiight, time fa me ta get dis boy home," he laughed as he held Travis up.

"Yeah. Make sure he gets some good rest," I laughed.

August came out of the venue and looked at me. "You ready ta go?"

I nodded and we held hands as we walked to his car.

"You enjoyed the party?"

"Yeah. Thank you," I smiled.

"No problem. You deserved it and then some," he opened the passenger door for me.

I got in and he closed my door before going to the drivers side. I put on my seatbelt and yawned. He looked at me as he put on his seat belt.

"What?" I asked.

He chuckled and shook his head.

I looked at him strangely as he started up the car. "Where are we going?"

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel lightly as he drove. He didn't respond, instead he cut the music up.

I got tired of him ignoring my questions, so I stayed silent. I looked out the window as he drove.

Soon, we were on the freeway with Preston Harris blasting through the speakers.

I felt August's hand on my thigh and he rubbed it softly as he drove. I looked at him.

"Unbutton those," he tapped on the button of my jeans.

"Why?"

"Because I said so," he said.

As dangerous as this was, I obeyed him and unbutton my jeans.

August

Esined looked at me, unsure as she pulled her jeans down slightly.

I could tell she was nervous. I drove, often glancin' at her.

"You don't wait until we get where we're going?" she asked.

"No,"

At this point, I didn't care where we were, if we got pulled over, if I got a ticket. I didn't care at all.

I listened ta the lyrics of the song she played and it only got me deeper into my mood.

Oh love when I seen you, from afar baby I knewYou were all, that I really wanted in my armsWhen you smiled you hypnotized, my heart was set on fireThat's enough, girl I gotta feel just how soft you are

"I don't think this isn't safe,"

"I know what I'm doin',"

"I won't even lie. Kinda scared," she admitted.

"You want me ta pull ova?" I asked in a softa tone, lookin' at her.

"Yeah,"

"Too bad," I chuckled. "I like the thrill,"

"August," she laughed.

"Do me a favor?"

"What?"

"I need you ta open ya mouth,"

"What?" she asked, taken back.

"Just do it,"

She opened her mouth and I placed my index and middle finger in her mouth. She stared down at my fingers, confused.

"You gotta get 'em wet," I laughed.

She ran her tongue over and sucked on them.

I looked at her and she gave me eye contact as she sucked on my fingers. I looked down at how pretty she sat in her white thong. I removed my fingers from her mouth and put them in between her legs. I pushed her thong to the side and rubbed her moist slits.

Esined whispered somethin' inaudible.

"Hm?" I ask, rubbin' her. I parted her lips, flickin' my middle finger on her clit as I drove.

I felt her begin ta grind against my hand. I felt around, explorin' her as I switched into anotha lane.

"Babe," she bit her lip.

I slowly slipped a finger inside of her, earnin' a gasp.

She shifted in the seat as I curled up my finger, pumpin' it in and out of her.

I looked her befo' focusin' back on the road.

Esined jerked and put her hand ova mine, but that only made me want ta please her mo' because I knew I hit her spot.

"Move it," I demanded, purposely findin' her spot and constantly hittin' it.

Movin' her hand, she moaned ova the music and bit her lip.

"Let them moans out," I spoke lowly, takin' my bottom lip into my mouth.

She tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear as she sat up. She looked down at my hand. Her lips parted as she let our anotha moan.

"Oh gosh," she said, tryin' ta move away. Her thigh twitched when I took my fingers out and put them back in.

I drove fast and massaged her slowly.

I kept going as I drove. I could feel her juices on my hand as she shook.

She squealed and pressed her palm against the roof of my car. "August," she whimpered, gettin' higher and higher up from her seat.

I went faster, makin' her hand out ta nothin' in particular.

I got too focused on starin' at her and almost crashed. I swerved into anotha lane and she hadn't seemed ta notice. She was too into her own world ta notice.

"Please," she leaned her head against the window. Her panting cause fog ta form on the window.

I felt her thighs close on my hand, tryin' ta stop me. "Open 'em,"

"I-I can't take anymore," she complained.

I had been doin' it fa just short of ten minutes.

"You gon' be weak like dat?" I asked. "How you gon' take da dick when it's time?"

"I don't know," she whined, makin' me laughed.

"Silly," I shook my head as I exited the freeway, pullin' up ta a red light. "Let me finish my job,"

"There's people next to us," she said.

"I don't care," I said and continued ta rub her pearl.

The elderly white man and woman looked into our car. The lady's jaw dropped once she realized what I was doin'. She hit the mans arm and pointed at us. I started laughin' and Esined reached her climax.

I rubbed her softly and removed my hand from in between her legs. I saw her juices on my hand and brought it up ta my face.

Esined flipped her hair back and looked at me. She wiped the sweat beads from her forehead. She pulled her thong and pants back up.

The light turned green and I started drivin' again.

I placed my finger in my mouth, suckin' her juices from it.

From the side of my eye, I could see Esined lookin' at me wit a wide mouth.

"What? You want some?" I chuckled.

"Did you just-" she stopped herself and started laughin'. "Wow,"

"I sure did. You taste good, so why not?" I shrugged.

"I do?"

I nodded. "If you didn't, you wouldn't still be in my car," I gave her a smile.

"Ejecto seato cuz," we said togetha and began ta laugh.

I pulled up ta the hotel dat I booked a room at and she smiled. I parked and took off my seatbelt as she did the same.

"Bae went all out for me, yas," she smiled.

"I do what I do," I chuckled. "You know that what happened a few minutes ago was just a test, right?"

"Huh?" she looked at me.

"That wasn't all I was doin' tonight," I said.

"What else are you doing?"

"Dats fa me ta know and fa you ta find out," I got out the car.

"August!" I heard her say.

"Yeah, you gon' be sayin' dat a lot tonight," I chuckled ta myself. I opened the trunk and got our overnight bags befo' goin' ta open her door.

"What are you gonna do?" she asked again.

"Chill, ma. You'll see," I said.

"Can I get a hint?"

I thought of a way ta tell her without her gettin' confused. I knew my baybeh was smart and could connect dots, but sometimes it didn't click in her mind.

"Let's say dis, I'm tryna get my face sticky tonight," I said as she held my hand.

"What? What does that means?" she laughed.

I sighed befo' laughin' at my dingy girlfriend. I shook my head. "You gon' see,"

-Hi. How is everyone's day?

Mine is marvelous. I got some beautiful strands -smiles in pothead-

What they did was pretty dangerous. Please don't do that y'all. Only if the car is in park.

#BeASafeHoe lmfaoo.

I hope you all had a great day & enjoyed the update.

Excuse typos please.

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Much love, Shia. Xoxo