Loving My Thug | BandhuntaIzzy & Zonnique❤️

Chapter 24

King

We arrived at the club and this shit was lit. There was a long line outside but we aint worry bout that. We headed straight to the bouncer and made our way straight in the club.

"Damn booties everywhere." Maurice said.

"Well damn nigga we not at a motherfuckin' strip club or nothing." Tray sarcastically said

"Nigga foreal , his old dumb ass." Omari added.

We took a seat in the VIP area and the waitress approached us. She was bad , she was in a laced dress and her figure was slim thick for sure.

"Can I serve yall gentleman wit' any drinks." She asked smiling directly at me.

... king dont do nothing stupid , your ass got a whole pregnant female at home.

"A sip of you please." Tray mumbled.

"Can we jus' get a bottle of champagne , any one wit' 4 cups please. Thanks." Omari told her.

I watched as she walked off , she really is something.

Nigga you got a whole girl , stop wit all that shit.

"She bad." Maurice said.

"Her attention was on this nigga ass tho'" Omari pointed to me.

Once I realised , I scoffed. "You bugging."

3 hoes came around our table wit there lil ass suits on.

"Dance?" They asked.

"Im cool." I told them.

"Hell yes." Maurice said.

"Il take you." Omari picked.

"Ready." Tray said.

I watched as they all went to a nigga and began dancing up on them.

The lady came back to us wit' the champagne and 4 cups.

"Ay I never got your name." She said talking loudly over the music.

"Thats how it gon stay." I mumbled as I sipped my drink.

To my surprise she sat down right next to me. I looked up to my niggas to only see Omari there having a good time wit' 2 girls.

"Damn where Tray and Maurice?" I thought. "Must be somewhere doin' there thing."

"So you gon' tell me your name?" She asked , nudging my shoulder.

"King." I bluntly said as I sipped on my drink.

"My name Amora." She told me even though I never asked.

"Why you so..." she paused. "Uncomfortable."

"No reason."

"Let me loosen you up." She said as she put her hand on my cheek.

Fuck.

I looked up to now see Omari was no where to be seen either. Really nigga?

I moved her hand off me. "Im cool." I told her , but too my surprise again she was now straddling my waist and swaying her hips to body party by Ciara.

"The things I wanna do to you." She whispered the lyrics to the song in my ear.

Why am I not pushing her ass off me right now?

I felt my piece starting to stiffen up as she grinded herself on me.

She was good at what she do , im not even bout to trip and she-