Bri.
The night before our big daaaay! Before I went to the hotel we decided to throw a big house party. It was called 'Before The Wedding' lol.
We was having a good ass time.
I was dancing on Chris while Show Off by him blasted threw the speakers.
He just gripped my waist as my ass moved all over his hard dick. He was drunk and having a good ass time. He was so shocked when I suggested we throw this party.
Only bad thing about this is I can't drink!!!
"Ayyyye Shake that shit biiiiitch!" Chyna yelled as she recorded me.
Chris smacked my ass while I starting moving faster.
"That's how I know she a freeeak." He sang.
The song went off. He turned me around picked me up and started walking to the stairs.
"Where y'all niggas going?" Hoody asked.
"I'm going to fuck my fiancé nigga!" Chris screamed. "She got a nigga ready."
He struggled to carry me up the stairs.
"Fool don't drop her!"
"Shut the fuck up."
We got up to our room.
"I'm bouta fuck you so good girl." He stumbled and fell on the bed.
"Chris you can't even stand up."
"I can, I can, come on girl."
"I gotta leave anyway I gotta get to the hotel."
"Naw don't leave baby."
"I have to."
"You don't! I'll cover my eyes I won't see you tomorrow."
I laughed. "Baby I gotta go."
"I should get you drunk then you'll have to stay."
"I'm pregnant remember?"
"Oh....yeah."
"We'll see each other tomorrow at the alter." I grabbed his face and kissed him.
"Maaaaaaan."
"You gone be alright."
He pulled me to him.
"Come on Nia just 5 minutes."
I quickly jumped up.
"What you call me?"
"I meant Ammika, I mean Sabrina."
I didn't say anything I just went into the closet and started grabbing my bags.
I could hear him trying to get up. He slowly walked into the closet.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm drunk I'm not thinking straight."
"I can't believe you just called me Nia and Ammika! You wanna call me Karrueche, Jasmine, Rihanna or Draya while we're at it?"
