I Wanna Make Love

Drake was sitting in the studio, writing and of course thinking about Nicki. He had lost her trust so many times by making her feel like she was the only one and then he would be caught with a hoe. He tried multiple times before to prove to her that she was really the only one. She was always treated different from the hoes. It hurt him to know that he hurt the love of his life, his everything. For the past few months, he starting gaining her trust back, almost to the point where they once were. He was gonna prove and express all his love for her tonight.

Drake checked the time on his phone.

“Noon. She should be well into her design meeting by now.”

He quickly made a call and ordered a eleven red roses and one pink one for them to be delivered during her meeting, to brighten up her day, in a way show her that he was always thinking of her. Drake leaned by in his office chair and smiled, waiting to hear from Nicki.
About an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the conference room, where Nicki was having her meeting. Nicki didn’t bother to look up and see who was there, she was to focused on her work.

"Um is there a Ms. Maraj here?" The delivery boy asked.

Nicki looked up from her designs and told the boy that she was her. The delivery boy walks the bouquet of roses over to Nicki and hands her a note. She put the flowers down and opened the note.
In every bunch there’s one that stand outs and always has, it’s you -Papi

"Oh excuse me I forgot another note!"

P.S. Soooo there’s this woman and she’s gorgeous, oh and she’s reading this right now. -Papi

Nicki was smiling so hard her cheeks started to hurt, she looked up to see everyone staring at her, she blushed and grabbed her phone and excused herself to go call Drake.

Drake smiled when he saw who was calling him, he excused himself from the room.

"Aye ma. You get what I sent you?"

"Yes. Am I gonna see you tonight?"

"Yes baby, I’m all yours and I’ll prove it to you tonight."

"What are you gonna do?"

"Just wait and see baby." His voiced laced with lust.

Nicki bit her lip and reluctantly agreed to wait.

They went back to finish their work for day. The day was suddenly going by agonizingly slow, both of them wanted to ditch their work and hurry up and meet at Drake’s house.

Two Hours Later

Nicki’s meeting finally ended and she was on her way to her house to change into something sexy for Drake, when she got a text from Drake.

» Picking you up in an hour.

Wat r we doin? «

» Can’t tell you but dress casual yet dressy.

I rlly hav to wait an hour. «

» Yep now go get ready.

Nicki put her phone down and went into her closet and picked out a black peplum skirt, a sheer black blouse, hot pink heels, and topped it off with gold jewelry. She checked the time on her phone and she had 30 minutes to do her hair and makeup. Drake knocked on her door on time. He was wearing a grey button up, dark wash jeans and black Timberlands.

"Wow!" Drake exclaimed while looking her up and down.

"So you like?"

"Uh um wow!"

Nicki giggled and kissed his cheek. Drake lightly turned her head, so that she was facing him. He leaned in and planted his lips on her, giving an electric feeling down their spines. The kiss was slow and sensual, equally giving them a taste of what tonight was going to come.

Drake broke the kiss, took her hand and led her to his black Bugatti. He opened the door for her and buckled her in.

"I can buckle myself in you know?"

"Yeah and?"

Nicki playfully rolled her eyes. Drake went around to the driver’s side of the car and got in. He drove to a small brick building that was somewhat secluded. It was kind of in the middle of nowhere, where paparazzi wouldn’t think to look or be. Drake parked and went around to open Nicki door.

"What is this place?"

"A building duh."

"Alright I guess I set myself up for that one."

Drake smiled and took her hand. They walked up the building and went up some old stairs that reached the roof. Once they were safely on the roof, Nicki’s mouth dropped at the sight before her. It was a small dinner table, with a white tablecloth over it, cream colored candle on the side and a rose in the middle.

"You did this all for me?" Nicki asked in a small voice.

"Yeah, you deserve it. I told you I was gonna prove my love for you."

"I know, but you didn’t need to do this."

"Yes I did, end of discussion, you’re chair madam."

Drake never sat down, he was serving his queen. Nicki asked if he was going to sit down and eat, but he simply said he already ate, this is her night. Drake eyed her smooth legs, making him wanna lick up them and finally reach her sweet ocean. Her skirt cutting off, mid thigh, sending his reeling as to what was under the skirt. His eyes scanned up her top, a couple buttons undone, revealing a little bit of cleavage. He so badly wanted to rip the thin fabric and lick and suck on her big breasts.

Nicki was eating her food, but taking glances at his outfit. Her eyes glanced at the crotch of his pants. Imaging how big he is. The things he could do. Her eyes traveled up to the sleeves of his shirt, she saw his muscles straining at the shirt. A couple buttons undone, which made her also want to rip his shirt off.

"Do you need more of anything?"

"Oh um no, but I do think it’s time to go."

"Are you sure?" Drake asked.

"I’m positive," Nicki answered standing, "I can wait any longer Papi."

Nicki grabbed his hand and pulled him behind her. He took in the view of her ass as she walked. He smiled at her eagerness, she really didn’t know what he was up to tonight.

Drake opened the car door for Nicki and helped her in. He took his sweet little time getting to his side of car. 
Drake ran his hand lightly up and down her thigh, almost lightly massaging it. Nicki lightly sighed and turned to look out the window. Drake took this opportunity to reach under her skirt and lightly run his fingers on her pussy. He smirked when he felt that the fabric was slightly damp.

"Papi, stop teasing me."

Drake ignored her and felt her getting wetter. He dragged his middle finger up her pussy, lightly rubbed little circles on her clit through her panties. He heard her lightly moan.

"Touch me Papi please." Nicki begged.

Drake moved her panties to the side and slid a finger in her. He heard her sigh in relief. She started moving her hips in a tight circle, while he slowly pumped his finger in her. He was stalling her climax and she knew it. Nicki pushed his hand back and crossed her legs. She heard Drake laugh, which made her more frustrated.
They finally reached his home and walked inside. Drake grabbed her and pushed into the wall, slamming his lips on hers. He ripped open her top and grabbed her breasts, Nicki moaned into the kiss and felt Drake picked her up and take her up to his room. He gently laid her on his bed. He sucked on neck, while his hand ran up her legs. Nicki reached for the buttons on his shirt and started unbuttoning them as fast as could. Drake stopped her by grabbing her hands and putting them over her head.

"Lemme show you how much I love you baby." He whispered in her ear.

He pulled her up and reached around her to unclasp her bra. He bent down to his knees and glided his tongue down her cleavage and around her breast, looking up Nicki the whole time. She was biting her lip and looking right back at him. He reached her hardened nipples and sucked on them, lightly biting it as well.

"Mmmm Papi."

"You like that ma?"

"Ooh yes."

He gently pushed her back on the bed. He ran his hands up and down the sides of her abdomen while he licked and kissed her all over. Nicki was so turned on, she moaned at every movement Drake did to her. His hands got to her waist and he grabbed the waistband of her skirt and pulled it off, leaving her in her wet thong and sexy black heels. He took a minute to look at her and make sure the memory would be forever etched in his mind. He picked up her right leg and licked up all the up until his nose was itching away from her ocean. Drake licked the outsides of her pussy, teasing her, he loved hearing her frustrated moans. He licked the wet fabric, letting the sweet taste of her linger on his tongue. Next, he sucked on her pussy through her panties.

"Uhh!"

"You want more?"

"Oh God, please!"

Drake pulled her thong off and around her swollen pussy, once again teasing her. Nicki finally got what she wanted when she felt his tongue on her most sensitive part. Drake sucked, licked, and lightly bit her clit. 

Listening to her moans get gradually louder. Nicki gripped the sheets as she was getting close to her long awaited climax.

"Oh my God! Papi! Don’t stop! Don’t stop Papi! Please!"

Nicki was falling fast into her orgasm. Drake wanted her to cum hard, so lightly bit her clit. He heard her scream and felt her body convulse as her came. Drake didn’t let up until twice more. He asked her to back her ass up to him.

"Like this Papi?"

"Perfect." Drake answered while shedding his clothing.

He wrapped his hand about his member and slowly stroked himself while eating Nicki out. She started to pull away, but he pulled her back and started licking faster. When he felt about to cum, he slammed himself into her, pumping hard and fast, enjoying the feeling of her wall contracting around him, and listening to the lovely melody of her moans for him. He reached around and rubbed her clit, fast, sending Nicki into another orgasm. Drake pulled out and went by to devouring her pussy.

"A-Aubrey?"

"Hmm?"

"Baby wait-it, fuck."

Drake reluctantly pulled away. Nicki turned around and pulled him onto the bed, she made him lay down on his back and she got on top of him. Nicki took him into her mouth and slowly started giving him head. Once, she got used to his size again, she took him down her throat. She started stroking him while sucking him. She loved hearing him moan and groan for her. It turned her on.

Drake got her off of him and laid her on head on the pillow and slowly eased inside her, both of them sighing in relief. He picked up speed and drove Nicki into another orgasm. Drake grabbed her hand and put it at her clit and told her to touch herself. He pumped harder and faster, while hearing her tell him he had found her spot and was about to cum.

"FUCK!! Uhhhh!" Nicki screamed.

Drake grabbed her sides and brought her on top of him, letting her work her magic on him. He was mesmerized by the movement of her hip, the bouncing of her breasts and love faces she made for him. After she came, Drake pulled out and let her recover for a minute.

"Lemme see that ass again ma."

Nicki slowly got on her knee and arched her ass up to him, she reached under herself and rubbed her pussy, putting on a show for him.

"Make yourself cum baby. I wanna see you make yourself cum."

"B-but I can’t m-make myself cummm like you can."

"Try baby."

Nicki concentrated on her orgasm and rubbed her clit fast.

"Shhhittt."

"That’s it baby right there, you’re almost there."

"I-I can’t!."

"Don’t stop baby, you’re right there."

Nicki listened to Drake and came for him. Drake saw that she wasn’t paying attention so he slammed himself into her from behind. He heard scream into the mattress as he pumped in and out of her.

"Aubrey, cum for me!"

"You want it baby?"

"Yes! Please."

Drake thrust himself in and out until he was about to reach is climax, then he hit her with the 1, then the 2 and finally 3, sending both of them into euphoric bliss.

He pulled out of her and laid down next to her, breathing heavily. He looked over at Nicki and was met with her chocolate brown eyes looking him, she was smiling.

"You enjoy your day?"

"Hell yes."

"Good. I love you Nika, and that won’t stop."

"I love you too Papi."

Red Hot Lips

Nicki was on her way home from a night of judging AI, she was wearing a tight blue dress, open in the back, ruffles on her ass, blue Giuseppe heels, and topped off with red lips.

Her car pulled up at her front door, the driver opened her and she went up the steps to unlock her front door. Once she was in, she took of her blonde wig and let her natural hair fall down her back, she was about to take off her shoes when she heard a deep baritone voice.

"Leave them sexy ass heels on ma."

Nicki tried to hide her smile and failed.

"What are you doing here?"

"A nigga kept come and see you."

"No because you always want something."

"Like what?"

"Quit playing dumb, you want the pussy. Ha I even have you whipped and you haven’t even gotten it yet."

"Oh please I don’t need it."

Nicki went into a fit of laughter.

"If you say so. Want some wine?"

"Yeah, thanks."

Nicki reached up and grabbed to wine glasses, walked over to one of her kitchen drawer and got a 
corkscrew.

"Need help?" Drake offered.

"Nah nigga."

Drake licked his plump lips at the sight of what she was wearing. It was definitely sexy, especially them red lips.

Drake finished his wine and put his glass next to the sink. He got bold and turned her around to face him.

"What are you do-"

She was silenced by his lips touching hers. The kiss was slow and sensual. It held passion and lust, it was 
making Nicki’s knee weak. Drake pulled away to see her reaction. Her eyes were still closed, mouth slightly opened.

"Are you sure I’m not the one who has you whipped?" Drake said.

Nicki raised her eyebrow, she wasn’t about to let him win.

Nicki flipped them so Drake’s back was to the counter and she pulled his face down to her so she could show him who’s really the whipped one. She sucked and lightly bit his bottom lip, while she raked her nails down his chest, scratching him through is button up. Nicki pulled away from his mouth and started lightly sucking on his neck, biting and licking his earlobe, how he liked. She heard him sigh. She trailed her tongue down a bit and in a swift movement ripped his shirt open. Keeping her lips locked to his neck, she lightly raked her nails up and down his chest. She slowly moved down, leaving red kiss marks all over his chest. 

Nicki finally stood up and looked at his face. His eyes were closed, breathing slightly erratic. Nicki grabbed her wine glass and took a sip from it. She smirked at him when he finally opened his eyes.

"Are yousure that I don’t have you whipped? I got you hooked and this was just the beginning.”

Lemme Dance For You

N/O’s POV

Nicki awoke to the sound of things being thrown, banging and clanging. She set up and rubbed her eye, but suddenly ducked when she saw flying at her.

"AUBREY!" Nicki screamed to Drake.

Drake went on continue to destroy their room, searching for his laptop, iPhone and Blackberry.

Nicki got out of bed and grabbed a pillow, she stomped her way over to Drake and started whacking him with the pillow.

"AUBREY. DRAKE. GRAHAM. QUIT. THROWING. SHIT!!!!!" Nicki yelled as she continued to whack him with the pillow. She didn’t stop until Drake picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and spun her around.

"PUT ME DOWN!!!!!!!!!!"

"QUIT HITTING ME THEN!!!!!!"

"THEN THROWING SHIT AROUND OUR ROOM!!!"

Drake put her down and grabbed her wrists before she could hit him.

"UGH! What are even looking for anyway?"

"My laptop, iPhone, and BlackBerry."

"Why do you need all three to get to the studio? I just thought you used your BlackBerry."

"No. The laptop has beats and emails on it that I need, my iPhone has my schedule in, and my BlackBerry has lyrics to songs for my album."

"Okay simmer Papi simmer. Did you check downstairs?"

"Yeah."

"Did you check by the front door on the table?"

"Yes!"

"I told you to simmer," Nicki said point her finger at him. "How about the make shift studio in the basement?"

Nicki got her answer when he ran out the room.

"OH YOU’RE JUST LEAVE THIS MESS FOR ME TO CLEAN UP?!" Nicki yelled after him.

"Baby please, I’m already late, can you please clean this up for me please?" Drake pleaded.

Nicki saw the stress and truth in his eye so she agreed. She felt for him, she had been there before with her first album. She wanted to do something extra special, something to de-stress him. She finished cleaning their room and then decided to take a shower.

After her shower she called one of her best friends, Sherika to go do a little shopping. She put on her clothes and waited for Sherika to arrive.

About 10 minutes later, Sherika arrived and they got in Nicki’s pink Range. They drove to Intimacy, a lingerie shop in Santa Monica.

"So Nic, you gonna tell me why we lingerie shopping?"

"Well, I wanted to do something for Drake, something special. He’s been stressed lately with his new album and since Valentine’s Day is tomorrow. I wanna show him how much I really do appreciate him and just make him feel good, you know relax. Treat him like the king he is."

Sherika smirked and raised her eyebrow.

"Oh stahp, let’s go."

At The Studio

"No that’s right." Drake stated.

"Okay, well how about this?" 40 asked.

"No, no it just doesn’t right."

"Okay, how do you want it to sound?"

“I don’t know, I’ll know when I hear it.”

“Drake we have a album to make. We don’t have-”

“Listen I know we have an album to make! And I know we don’t have time! You don’t have to keep 
reminding me every 5 fucking minutes!” Drake shouted and stormed out of the room to get some air.

40 thought this was an opportunity to call Nicki and ask for help on how to calm him down. Nicki suggested to do nothing but tell him to go home, take a shower or something, that’s how her song Save Me came about.

“I’ll help him relax later and help him figure this song out if he wants me too.”

“He just needs to chill. Like Valentine’s Day is soon, he needs to spend time with you and not this album.”

“He needs to work on the album, but he shouldn’t have a bed in the studio that’s doing too much, but no worries, Imma lock him up at home for a couple days and after Valentine’s Day is over, he should thoroughly inspired.”

“Hmm, what do you have planned Nicki.” 40 asked in an amused tone.

“Shut up Noah!”

“For someone who has songs rappin’ about how you a super freak, you a prude.”

“No! I’m just private! You know what lemme know when you get a girl and then you can’t talk to me.”

“Ouch! Damn Nic! You gon do ya brother like that.”

“That’s the way the cookie crumbles sometimes. Bye-bye.”

~

 

Nicki's POV

Sherika and I just pulled up at the lingerie store. I usually hate buying or wearing lingerie just because I don’t see the point. Why put on something that is just gonna be taken off 30 seconds later, but whatever. Lately, I’ve been getting into lingerie, not that over the top shit, just simple and classy, it’s even making me feel sexier. Drake thinks that if I get anymore sexier he might explode. Well, wait till he sees me on Valentine’s Day.

“What are you looking for Nic?” Sherika asked.

“Simple, classy.”

“Well, that narrows it down. Do you know what color or nah?”

“Don’t get smart. Black, but with a lil’ somethin’ somethin’.”

“Much better.”

I rolled my eyes at her, she was having a little too much fun with this.

About an hour later, me and Sherika bought some items. She was giving me this stupid ass smirk every time I would pick somethin’ up, like a blindfold, chill hoe, it’s just a blindfold. We went from the lingerie store to the florist to get some red, pink, and white rose petals. The stupid lookin’ ass lady was smirking at me too, like damn can’t a bitch buy some lingerie and rose petals without being judged.

Sherika and I decided to head back to YOLO Estate, I hate that name, why he gotta call it that? I was hoping Drake wasn’t home just yet, I didn’t want him to spoil the surprise. It’s so hard to surprise that nigga.

Drake's POV

40 told me he talked to Nicki. Just great, just fucking great. I love my wife to death but I really didn’t feel like hearing her saying how I shouldn’t have yelled at 40. I had an out of character moment.

Me and 40 pulled in the estate and I dreaded going in the house. I let out a deep sigh and walked in, to my surprise I walk in and see no one, so I yell for Nika. I hear a faint voice say in here. 40 and I follow the voice. We are hit by the aroma of good ole soul food. My girl threw down.

“Hey baby, what’s with all of this?”

“Well, me and Sherika were hungry and she tried to make me something, but she burnt it so-”

“Hey! Be thankful” Sherika interrupted

Me and 40 chuckled as Nicki shouted back.

“Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, we were hungry and then 40 called and said you were stressed so I figured a nice home cooked meal to come home to would be nice.”

“Thank you baby. It looks delicious.”

“It better, it took me forever so y’all better help yaselves because I ain’t servin’ y’all.”

I just shook my head and kissed her forehead before I said my thank you’s again.

“I owe you one baby.”

“Yes you do. Oh baby don’t forget-”

“Valentine’s Day is tomorrow. I didn’t forget. I would forget a day where I can give my queen all she asks.”

“And that differs from any other day?” 40 chimed in.

I heard Nicki laugh. God, I love her laugh. I fall more and more in love with her each day. I am truly blessed to have her in my life, I almost lost her, I pray I never get that close again.

“Babe!” I heard Nika call out to me.

“Huh?”

“I was talking to you. Did you hear me?”

“No I didn’t, I’m sorry, I was thinkin’.”

“Probably over thinking. Go take a nap.”

“Nah baby, I’m good.”

I saw her give me the look and I told her I would after I finish eating.

~

A little while later I woke up and went to find Nika. I heard her in my office talking on the phone with someone. I heard her say,

‘It’ll for sure be here by tomorrow.’

I told her no gifts. I have the best present a man could have.

“What you doing in here Nika?”

“Oh hey sleepy head. Nothing much just finalizing a few things.”

“Oh like that present you’re getting me.”

“W-What are you talking about?”

“Onika you know exactly what I’m talking about,” I said as I walked over to the big office chair and picked 
her up so she could sit on my lap. “I told you, no gifts.”

“Fine you caught me.” She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I want you to un-finalize it.”

“No! Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day!” She exclaimed in her Barbie voice and then pouted.

“Don’t pout at me.” So she give me the pout and the puppy dog eyes.

“Papiiiiii.”

“Fine! It betta not be big.”

“Pauz. And I can’t make any promises.”

I felt her turn herself so she was straddling me.

“What are you doing?”

“Shh. Lemme take care of you Papi.”

I felt her kiss and suck on my neck, going up to my earlobe, before gently biting it. I dropped my hands 
down her big ass and squeezed it. I hear her moan in my ear. Her moans are so sexy.

“Baby I wanna go shower.”

“You do?”

“Mhmm.”

“How do you ask?”

“Papi don’t me beg or I won’t give it up.”

“Don’t threaten me Mami.”

“Or what? You ain’t gonna do nothing.”

I smirked her at talkin’ shit. She always does this. I think she likes being put in her place. I slap my hand down on her ass, the sound of the smack echoing.

“Mmm!” She moaned and bit her lip.

I started attacking her neck with sweet, passionate kisses, while smacking her ass.

“Is that pussy getting nice and wet for me?”

She didn’t make a sound, but I knew. I could feel her wetness on my dick. Her legging were getting soaked. 

I struck my hand on her ass one more time, grabbed her hair and bit the top of her breast.”

“Ah! Fuck!” She screamed and started gyrating her hips.

An idea sparked in my mind. I brought my hands to the inside of her things and rubbed them up and down, getting close to her ocean.

“Uhh…Papi.” I heard her breathe out.

“Yes baby?”

“Please stop teasing me.”

“Are you gonna do what I say?”

“Mhmm.” She answered and nodded her head.

I quickly picked her up and brought her upstairs to the master bathroom. We quickly stripped and got in the shower. We made love until the water ran cold, then I pick her up and walked out to the bedroom. I dropped her on the bed and continued making love until she was wore out.

Valentine’s Day

Luckily I woke up before Nicki. I slowly and quietly got out of the bed and went to take a quick shower before starting my surprises for her. I ordered pink roses, white roses and pink calla lily’s. Once I finished showering, I snuck downstairs and started making breakfast.

Just as I was about done, there was a knock at the door. I went to open it and saw man after man bringing in flowers. Once they finished unloading all these flowers, I put Nicki’s food in the microwave and picked some of the bouquets, walked them up the stairs and put them all over our room, then I went back downstairs and finished placing the rest of the flowers before getting Nicki’s food and going to wake her.

“Nika. Wake up baby.” I said as I lightly shook.

She groaned in her sleep but finally her beautiful eyes fluttered open. She sat up and her mouth immediately dropped.

“Are you those for me? Ooh! Is this bacon for me too?”

“No, they’re for me.” I started laughing at the face she gave me. “I’m just kidding baby, it’s yours.”

“Yay!” Nicki cheered and clapped her hands together.

We laughed and talked as I fed her. Reminiscing on how we met and the tour bus days. Man those were the days.

After Nicki got done eating I told her shower and get dressed because I’m taking her out. I told like I always do, hardly any makeup and casual clothes. I finished getting ready in 5 minutes, I was still waiting on Nicki.

“You ready yet?”

“Yeah just 10 more minutes.”

I sighed and took out my phone. I felt her presence by me and I looked up. I was immediately caught off guard by her beauty, she was wearing her natural long black hair and some sexy but casual clothes. Shit made me not even wanna go out no more, real shit.

“Drizzy I’m ready, wipe your drool.”

I smiled her and watched her ass move as she walked away.

“Get cha eyes off my ass nigga.”

“And if I don’t.”

There was a long pause before I said exactly.

I opened the car door and she slid in, I jogged around to the driver’s side and got in.

~

Nicki's POV

While me and Drake were shopping I had already made sure his present was gonna be there and set up for tonight. I couldn’t help but smile to myself at the thought of what was gonna happen that night. The look on his face. His moans. The look in his eye. I’m too fucking excited for this, what the fuck is wrong with me?
Anyway, Drake and I grabbed a quick lunch and brought it to the studio so I could waste time. The clock was moving so slow. I wanted to go home so badly and set up but it was too early.

‘We could fuck in the studio’ I thought to myself but quickly got myself together. I need some water or for the A/C to get turned on. It’s gettin’ too hot. I helped Drake figure this song that he was stuck and by the time I got done helping him, I was able to leave, but not without a ton and a half of questions. Nigga damn!!

“I gotta go make sure your present is ready. Just met me home in an hour.”

“Fine. Your time or actual time.”

“Nigga quit getting smart. You seriously don’t want me to cancel this present.”

“I didn’t want one.”

I growled at him and walked out. Stupid ass nigga and his smart ass mouth.

I rushed home and went to the Drake’s new room, what I like to call, ‘The Sex Lounge’. It has chairs, stripper poles, lights, everything. He’s gonna shit a brick when see this and then when he sees me he might pass out. I went into our bedroom and got ready, I grabbed the bag with rose petals. I walked back downstairs and started the trail at the front door, up the stairs and finally stopping at door to his new room. I dimmed the lights and left little clues for him to find me. I quickly went back to The Sex Lounge and waited for him.

30 Minutes Later

I heard footsteps outside the room, I smiled to myself. I positioned myself sexily leaning against the stripper pole. The door knob turned and in walked my husband. His mouth dropped and he froze.

“Hey baby.”

“Uh uhm hi.”

“Aww speechless?”

He just nodded.

“Come in baby this is part one to your present.”

“Really?” He choked out.

“Mhmm. I told you, you wouldn’t want me to cancel this present.”

“Yeah.”

“Come sit down.” I sexily sauntered over to him. I grabbed his hand and escorted him to a front row seat, right in front of the pole. “Are you comfy?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to open the rest of your present?”

“Yes.”

I felt Drake’s hands pull the satin belt, making my robe fall to ground and expose my little outfit for him. I slowly turned and gave him a view before turning on my heels, turning on Beyonce’s song Dance For You and started working the pole. I watched as his eyes trailed my every move. I climbed up the pole and slid down into a full split. I heard cuss and saw him rub his bulge. I wondered how much of this he could take. Soon, I left the pole and sashayed to him. I went around him and started sucking and biting his neck, while rubbing my hands down his chest and dragging my nails back up. I swung leg around his shoulder and pulled his head back. His eyes were close and he bit his bottom lip. I walked back to the front and started whining and grinding to beat until I felt him pull me to him so I was straddling him. I lowered myself on him and leaned my head to his ear.

“Can’t take anymore baby? You want me? Take me! It’s yours.”

With that being said, he unclipped my bra with one hand and slid his other in my panties, rubbing my clit. I couldn’t help but moan. God, it felt so good.

“Cum!”

I heard him yell to me. I felt my body tense and shake as I was falling into my orgasm. Before I could recover he slid two fingers in me and pumped them hard and fast. He kept bringing close, but before I could cum he would slow down.

“Look at me.” He instructed.

I opened my eyes and bit my lip. I couldn’t stop myself from riding his fingers. I needed him inside me now.

“Beg.”

“Papi please.”

“Please what?”

“Make me cum! Papi please!”

My mouth hung open when I felt plunge his fingers in me again. I pushed my eyebrows together and tried my best not to close my eyes. I laid my forehead on his and bucked my hips.

“Fuck!”

He picked me up and put me down in the chair. He took his shirt off and pulled my panties off, yet again ripping them. His mouth immediately went to my ocean and drank all my juices that flowing out, driving me into multiple orgasms. I heard him undo his belt buckle and I started begging for it. I needed it now.

“Please give it to me.”

“You want him.”

“Yes! I want to feel you inside me. I want my walls to contract around your thick, big dick.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

I yelped when he thrusted inside with no warning. I started screaming, feeling myself about to cum already.

“Papi! I’m g-gonna c-cummmm!”

“Come on baby, make that dick nice and wet for me.”

He sped up his pace and I couldn’t stop cumming. I came so hard, I squirted my juices all over him.

“Fuck yes baby! Just like that.”

He withdrew and wrapped his hand around himself, sliding my juices off his dick.

“Look at all this cum baby.” I looked at his drenched fingers and grabbed his hand before he could bring them to his mouth.

After I licked my cum off his finger, I took him into my mouth, taking as much of him as could into my throat. Soon, he pulled my head off of him so he could step out of his pants and shoes. He sat back down on the chair and I quickly straddled him. He slammed me on his dick, making him plunge deep in me.”

“Shit!”

“Roll your hips baby. Ride that shit.”

I followed his orders and brought myself to multiple orgasms. Only small waves of pleasure came over me, he could only bring me to powerful and euphoric orgasms.

Hours had passed and I was in his favorite position, I started bouncing my ass for him, putting on another show. I felt his hand strike my ass, juices started dripping my down my legs. How he could make me cum with just spanking me was beyond me, but God did I love it.

“I want it in please Papi. I want more.”

He slowly pushed into me. I let out a long moan. My moans soon started to escalate as he thrusted hard and deep in me, making my cum. He reached around my hips and rubbed my clit. My legs started shaking, I started screaming as he made me cum over and over.

“You ready for me now?”

I let out a weak yes and nodded my head. He pulled out and slammed back in me. I mentally started counting and started talking to him dirty.

He pulled out on the second and steadied himself for the third. His hand reached my clit again at the same time he thrusted into me, making me collapse on the chair and almost fall out of it.

“Oh f-fuck!” I panted.

I looked up at him and brought my fingers to my wet, swollen pussy. I pushed my fingers inside me, getting some of his cum on my fingers before pulling out and sticking them into my mouth.

“Happy Valentine’s Day Papi.”

Jealous

Nicki POV

He be with them bitches. A voice rang in my head, I tried to push my thoughts to the back of my mind.
No he don’t. I retorted.

This mental argument continued until I was snapped out of my thoughts by Drake, himself telling me that he was going out for a little bit.

"I’m cooking dinner, your favorite don’t be late." I told him with a wink even though in the back of my mind I knew he wasn’t gonna make it back home in time, part of me hoped I was gonna be wrong and that’s what kept this relationship, if you can even call it that, I am blinded by his words, his charming smile, and the way he made me feel. I feel like I’m the only one and I’m not.

One thing is for sure though, his ass forgot I’m Nicki Minaj, you wanna play this game, I’ll play 10 times harder. That’s why I went out two nights ago while he was out, all night, it was his turn to worry about me, which he probably didn’t.

Flashback
Hey baby I’m going out for a little bit with my boys, is that okay?” He asks me.

"Oh yeah Papi, me and my girls are gonna have movie night and a baking session here. You know how I am with going out and clubs." I answered nonchalantly. Y’know being the great actress I am, it wasn’t hard for me.

"Okay ladies have fun." He said kissing my forehead.

I waited until I heard the front door close and his car drive away before me and my girls sprung up and headed straight for my closet.

This fuck nigga think he slick, fuck outta here. My girls and I followed Queen Bey’s instructions and went into the back of my closet and pulled out our freakum dresses. We all stood in front of the mirror checking ourselves out.

"Damn we look good!"

My main bitches exclaimed. We all cackled.

"Forreal we ain’t lost it." I said

Just as we finished getting all dressed up I heard our truck honk outside. We all looked to each other and smiled. Tonight was our night, the plan was to stay out all night, he had to come home sooner or later and then spend the rest of the night worryin’ about me.

I leaned back in my seat and sighed. Now I was having doubts but I pushed those to back of my mind.

We arrived at the club, which was loud, sticky, smelly, and just not my thing. We sat in VIP, drinking our MYX Moscatos. I saw this guy trying to get up here and I told my bodyguard that it was okay, let him come up. To my surprise, it was my ex. Me and my ex didn’t have the best relationship back then but now we both grew up and we good. We talked for a while, just reminiscing about the days in Queens. He gave me his new number and wanted to get together sometime. I didn’t tell him about Drake, why should I? He probably don’t say I’m damn near his wife to these hoes that constantly throw themselves at him and his dumbass lets them. My girls and I danced and mingled with my Barbz. We were takin’ sexy pictures, having so much fun. I decided to put them on Instagram. After getting bored and tired of this club scene we decided to go home.

We got back home and of course he wasn’t there, should’ve know better. We changed and went back downstairs, starting watching movies just like we were before we left so he wouldn’t suspect anything. I wasn’t gonna tell him, I was gonna hold this in until the perfect moment.

“And that moment is tonight.” I said aloud.

I looked at the clock, it read 12:45 am. I decided to take a shower and put on ehh something sexy, just to make myself feel good. I went back downstairs and stood at the front of the dinner table, just looking at all the food I cooked him, made me think of all the shit I do for him. I scoffed at my own thoughts. I went to the liquor cabinet and took out Hennessy, boy did that bring back some memories. I poured myself a little bit and sat in one of the chairs, taking light sips, getting more and more pissed off.
1:30…2:45…..3:20…. I sat as the hours passed by. Finally, I heard the door being unlocked and heavy footsteps descending from the door. I sat back in my chair, hair damp, lingerie and red lipstick on, sipping out my glass, waitin’ for him to turn on the light. His fuckin’ ass turned on the light and didn’t notice me. Where did our relationship go wrong? He used to notice every little thing.

“Oh Nicki. You’re still up.” He finally spoke.

I didn’t look in his direction. I took a sip from glass, pushed my chair out and stood up. His head immediately hung low. He knew he fucked up, but he didn’t care.

“Listen Nicki I can exp-”

“Look at me. I cooked this meal for you, in this. All of your favorites. So, where the hell you at? This drink, only got a little left, don’t make me break it. You know, Drizzy I wish you were, maybe if you knew how it felt you wouldn’t do this shit. But then again maybe you would. I don’t even know anymore, who are you? All those promises you made me, you basically broke every single one of them. Did I ever break a promise? Nope. I know the words and the lies that are gonna come out of your mouth before you even open it.” I calmly stated. I put my glass down on the table, looked up at him, his ass couldn’t even look at me. That’s when I decided to throw everything off the table.

“LOOK AT ME! Look what you make me do! Look how you made me! I never used to be like this! What the hell happened to our relationship, our friendship?! What do these hoes have that I don’t?!” I screamed. 

“ANSWER ME!”

“I-I don’t know what to say Nika?”

“Oh you don’t know what to say now?! I can’t fucking believe this shit!”

“Just stop yelling! And let me take in what you said!”

“Nigga don’t you fuckin’ dare start yellin’ at me! You made me do this! The only fucking reason why I’m yelling and throwing a fit is because I’m fucking jealous and I love you! Goddammit! I want to hate you so bad but I can’t! All these bitches you claim to be just friends with or hang out with, look the knockoff version of me, a wannabe fucking barbie doll. Which is why I don’t understand why do you wanna be with them and not me?”

“I don’t know Nicki.”

“You do know! Now grow a pair of balls and say it!”

“Fine fuck it! I don’t wanna settle down just yet! I’m 26! I’m still young, I wanna have fun! Don’t be jealous. I don’t want them. I just wanna party and bullshit.”

I blinked away my tears and gathered myself before it was my turn to talk.

“Oh wait, I’m sorry. I forgot you’re Mr. Drizzy Drake. Superstar rapper.”

“Oh don’t talk to me like that. I’m still the Drake or Aubrey you know.”

“You keep thinkin’ that Drizzy. For some reason I had this fairy tale in my head that we were together and everything was fine, you know the kinda shit you’ve been feeding me for the past 5 years. It’s all good. You wanna party and bullshit, go on, have fun. Just know, I ain’t gonna sit around and wait for ya ass no more. Good ones go, right Drizzy.” I said and walked past him, heading up the stairs, packing a little bit of my things and throwing on some sweats. I heard him run up the stair and bust open the door.

 

Drake POV

“Nicki gimme that!” I yelled and snatched the small suitcase out of her hand. I didn’t mean for what I said to come off like that. I was being honest but I can’t lose her. I still need her as a friend. She means the world to me and yet I still hurt her. Why do I do that?

“Ok fine.” She said and walked around me.

“Nicki stop! We still gotta talk about this.”

“What is there to say Drake? Just let me go. It’s obvious you don’t want me.”

“Nicki I never said that.”

“Ok.”

“Nick-”

“Drake just stop. There’s nothing more to say. It’s time just for us to go our separate ways.”

“Nicki.” I said defeated.

“Oh Drizzy. I forgot to tell you something. You remember that night when my girls were here and you went out?”

I just nodded my head. I couldn’t speak. I was losing her and there was ultimately nothing I could do to make her stay.

“After you left me and my girls got ready and we went out. Stay out almost all night. I wanted you to come home and stay up wondering where I was. But we stayed for a little bit and I saw my ex. He gave me his number. We supposed to hang out soon. Oh don’t be jealous.” She said and flung the piece of paper that had the number on it. I immediately got enraged.

“Have a nice life Drizzy. Good luck on your tour!” She yelled back as she got into her car.

I closed the door and punched a hole in my wall. I just lost the best thing to probably ever happen to me. She keeps me sane, keeps me in line, tells me when I wrong, calls me out on my bullshit. A dream woman. And I fucked it up. I wasn’t mad at her, I was mad at myself. I made her like this. I made her go out and do that. She probably doesn’t want to have anything to do with me for the time being so after my tour I gotta fix this. I can’t lose her. I refuse.

After Would You Like A Tour?

I got on the jet and flew to LA. The whole plane ride was clouded by her. I needed her back. I even wrote this Spanish song for her. The whole tour it looked like I was having fun and I was but I couldn’t get the thought of her ex touchin’ on her, feelin’ on her like I used too. I want her with me, I wanted her to come on tour with me and just kick it like old times before this fame shit got in the way. The more I thought about what he could be doing to her, made me more angry. I hated him. Maybe I was more jealous that he was there, by her side and I wasn’t, but who’s fault is that. I lost her. I lost her love, her sympathy. She made me feel like anything was possible. Made me feel like a king and now I don’t have that. I guess it’s true. You don’t appreciate or love what you have until it’s gone. Without her, I’m ultimately nothing. She is my best friend. Still is the person I wanna marry, but something holds me back. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I don’t think I’m good enough for her or if I’m scared of losing her. I don’t know, but I need to grow up and quit playin’ with her feelings and stringing her along. ‘Cause now I’m doing the same thing she did to me.

I remember the exact moment I saw her. I knew I had to have her. To me, it was love at first sight. I knew right then and there we were gonna get married. I even told her that.

Finally the plane landed and I got in the awaiting truck. The whole ride there I thought of her and what I was gonna say and I just kept getting more nervous. To me, at this point, it was now or never.

The truck pulled in her driveway and I hopped out. I told them to leave so there wouldn’t be a reason why I could leave. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer. I saw her small self look at the door and sigh before opening it. I looked down at her, no makeup, black hair, sweats. Just like when we first met.

“Did you come by to get some of your stuff?”

“No uh I wanted to talk to you.” I nervously said rubbing the back of head.

“Ok, but I don’t know what there is to talk about.”

“It’s important.”

She nodded and let go of the door, walking away into her living room. I took this as a sign to come in.

“So, what’s up Drizzy?”

“Can you call me Aubrey? I miss you callin’ me Aubrey.”

“Ok. What’s up Aubrey?”

“I don’t really know how to say or start this but I can’t let you go. I just can’t. The whole tour I thought about you. Did I go out to the club? Yeah. Did girls throw themselves at me? Yeah. But I didn’t want them. I didn’t care what they had to say or too offer. All I thought about was you. What we could be doing in the bus or the hotel room if you wanted to go on tour with me and just kick it. Then I thought about your ex and what if you guys hung out? What if he took my place? What if he’s sexin’ you like I do, kissin’ on you, feelin’ on you, cooking, just everything. I almost went insane. I understand where you were coming from and how you were feeling. The thoughts consume you. The ending amount of possibilities. I’m sorry Nicki. I’m so sorry. If you don’t wanna be with me. Please can we still be friends. I can’t lose you.” I begged, pleaded and poured my heart out to her.

She stayed silent for a little bit, I guess letting what I said sink in. Finally I saw her mouth open.\

“Well, Aubrey, what is it that you want me to do? Where do you wanna go from here?”

Those two questions stumped me. I had no idea. I knew I wanted her. But how to make her trust me was gonna be hard.

“I don’t know Nika. I just want you to trust me and I know that will take a long time but I wanna be with you. This whole time of us not being together or talking was pure hell. Anything you want me to do I’ll do it. 

I just lose you. I can’t and won’t give up on us.”

She nodded her head, remaining silent. It was at that moment that I figured out neither one of us knew what to do or where to go from here.
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