Virgin To Vixen (August Alsina)

Can't Leave Em Alone

I can't leave em alone I tried that game but the dope boy turning me on ~ciara

Bre
I woke up wrapped in augs arms
I tried to get out of his grip but he held on tighter
"Aug." I said

"Lay back down, ian ready to get up yet." He mumbled

"You ain't gotta get up but I have a child to attend to." I said still struggling to get up

"She is ight, if you get up I can't sleep so just lay ya' ass down." He said pulling me to the other side of the bed

30 mins later

"Daaaaadddy!" She screamed

"Get up here and lay down, we having a sleep the day away day." Aug said

"No the hell we ain't. Come on de, let's go." I said finally getting up

Me and de brushed our teeth and then aug came in with the ugliest mug on his face causing me to bust out laughing

"Good morning, sir" I said washing De's face

"Morin'." He sighed out

"I forgot to tell you.." I trailed off noticing de was still in the room

"Go play and me and daddy will make French toast okay?" I asked

"Yayy!" She yelled running out

I looked at him choosing my words carefully

"Uhh, My bad for last night. I do really like you. I was just drunk off my ass and I was really horny and I needed it but I gotta make you work--"
I was cut off by a kiss

"You can't keep doing that." I said putting my hair into a bun

"And why not?" He said wrapping his arms around my waist

"Because I catch feelings easy and you're not looking for a relationship." I said unwrapping his hands

"Man.." He mumbled walking out I finished my morning duties and then headed downstairs

Aug was cooking.
"Do you want my help?" I asked

"Nah. Bye" He said shooing me away

"Bitch." I mumbled walking to de.

"Bre!" He yelled out

"What?" I said putting De's toys away

" Come in the kitchen and leave de in dea'" He yelled back

I walked so slow into the kitchen just being petty

"What?" I asked

He pulled me close and then pinned my arms on the fridge. He was breathing down my neck but I was unimpressed

"What's yo' issue." He spat out

"YOU" I said looking him in his eyes

"Ian did shit." He said

"Let me go." I tried to wiggle out his grasp

"Stop trying Denise." He whispered
"Let me go Anthony" I spat

"Not until you tell me what I did wrong." He said before kissing my neck trying to leave passion marks

"Don't leave no hickies on me" I said still trying to leave

"What did I do." He said kissing my cleavage

"Y-you're so emotional and you get mad when I don't want you kissing on me or holding me because I'm going to get attached like now A-augustt stop. I moaned out