From Time

Drake was looking out his hotel room window, thinking about her. Thinking about where she is? How’s she doing without him? Or if she was fine without him. A billion things are running through Drake mind. He’s lost without her. Life almost seen not worth it. Drake sighed and opened the door leading to the balcony, he needed some fresh air. He felt his vibrate in pocket, signalling him that he had a text. He saw it was from his boys wanting him to go to the strip club. Drake ignored it and put his phone back in his pocket.
He heard the door open and close, he didn’t even turn around, he knew it wasn’t her. Dennis sat down in the chair next to his son and placed a couple Coronas on the table. He was acting stupid all day and being immature, it wore on Drake.

 

“Hey Drake.”

“Dad.” Drake said flatly.

“Just listen to me for a second. I know you’re mad at me a-.”

“Hell yeah I’m fucking mad! You’re out here fucking acting like a teenager! Didn’t you get enough of that while you were cheating on my mom!”

 

“Just let me explain Aubrey.”

Drake didn’t say anything. He didn’t even look up. He was done with everything. The one person he needed to talk and would make him feel better wasn’t there, she left him.

 

“Drake are you listening to me?”

“Nope.”

“Well listen this time!”

“Why?! So you can give me a lame ass excuse like all the other times!”

 

“Okay, how about a different topic? So Nicki?”

“What about her?” Drake tried to say coldly but there was sadness in his voice.”

“Have you talked to her?”

 

“No. She left me remember? Told me not to talk to her anymore and to just move on because I wasn’t ready like I said I was, whatever.”

“But you weren’t ready. I was waiting for her to leave to be honest.”

 

For the first time that night Drake looked over at his dad, he was drinking his Corona. Drake glared at him, he got up and smacked the bottle of beer out of his hand.

“The fuck are you talking about?!”

“You seriously thought she was just gonna wait around.”

“You don’t know shit about relationship, mine, or even how to keep one, so you can save the bullshit.”

“Oh but Drake I do. It takes one to know one. Your mother didn’t divorce me because she didn’t have feelings for me anymore, she got tired and fed up. The same thing Nicki did, only difference y’all weren’t legally married.”

Drake was so angry that he flipped the table and balled up his fists.

“You know the reason why you’re so mad? It’s because I’m right. Obviously this is getting us nowhere so I’ll leave, but just lemme say this. You two need to talk and hash it out like a couple of grown ups. Don’t make the same mistake I made.”

 

With that said, Dennis left, leaving Drake to think about what he said. Drake wandered about the hotel room trying to figure out what to do next. First, he thought of calling her, but Nicki is stubborn and holds a grunge so there’s a possibility that she’s still mad.

 

“Fuck it!” Drake exclaimed out loud.

He quickly called for a car to pick him up and bring him to the airport. No bag was packed. No toothbrush. No nothing, he just left the hotel. Drake hated to admit it but his father was right.

Los Angeles

Nicki was in her L.A. mansion all by herself. Her friends wanted to go out, but she used the excuse that clubs really weren’t her thing anymore. She just wanted to that one person she could call and talk to but she left him. She really missed him, but was it really worth it.

Maybe I just afraid or maybe he’s just afraid we both been through a lot.

Nicki climbed in her bed and pulled out her laptop. She quickly checked her email and she saw that there was a email from Drake. He had sent her a song called From Time.

She heard sweet melodic sounds hit her ears. The voice of Jhene Aiko was so beautiful and peaceful. Nicki listened to the lyrics and they hit home for her.

What’s up

Been a minute since we kicked it, you’ve been caught up

With them bitches, I don’t get it, you’re a star love

That’s similar to what I be tellin’ Drake all the time. Them hoes and bitches is bad for him and to watch out. I’ve said that since the very beginning. Maybe he-.

Nicki was snapped out her thoughts by hearing the pounding on her front door. She got up slowly thinking it was SB or her girls, she was pleasantly surprised when she opened the door and saw who it was.

"Drake?"

"Nika. We need to talk."

Nicki stood there, frozen in place. She was torn about what to do.

"Nic can I come in?"

"Uh yeah I guess." Nicki answered and stepped out of the way.

She went to the kitchen to get herself a drink. This was gonna be a long night.

"Do you want anything?" Nicki asked Drake without looking in his direction.

"No, we just need to talk."

Nicki nodded her head and opened her MYX. She walked around the island, looking down so she wouldn’t catch eyes with Drake and proceeded to walk to her spacious living room.

Drake grabbed her drink when she set it on the table.

"Is this your moscato?"

"Mmhmm." Nicki quietly answered.

"Onika look at me."

Drake got up and sat next to her, creating more tension between them and giving her more anxiety.

Nicki took another gulp her drink and set it down.

"What would you like to talk about?"

"Nic I think you know."

Nicki swallowed hard. “Well what did you expect me to do Aubrey? Sit around and be walked all over?”

Now it was Drakes’ turn to be silent. Nicki chuckled and shook her head.

Was it really worth it anymore?

"Nic, I knew you were going to leave, but I expected you not too, if that makes sense. I’ve thought about it for a long time, are we meant to be? And I come to same conclusion every time."

"And what might that be?"

"We are. Think about it. Why do you constantly keep coming back to one another if this wasn’t meant to be? Or keep trying? I will always have feelings for you and love you and adore you, that will never change or go away."

Drake heard Nicki sniffle. She didn’t mean to break down in front of him, but it just something about him that makes her feel safe and makes her feel like she be Onika.

He pulled her into his arms and was surprised when she didn’t fight him. She let him hold her until the tears subsided. Nicki sat up and turned herself so that she was facing him. She looked straight into his eyes, those hazel eyes that she fell in love, those eyes that could see what the littlest, tiniest thing that was wrong with or bothering her.

"Are you okay?"

Nicki nodded her head and leaned in to kiss him. Drake was surprised by how she was acting. He was expected her to cuss him out, throw shit around the house and instead he got this. Don’t it twisted though, his ass ain’t complaining.

Drake dropped his hands to her sides and gently squeezed while she wrapped her arms around his neck, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Drake groaned when he felt her begin to grind hard and slow on him, just the way he likes. He broke to kiss to ask her what she was doing? She simply replied with.

"Nothing Papi."

"Nicki stop."

"You don’t want me to."

"But we’re not done talking" Drake grabbed her face and looked into her eyes "I don’t want you to wake up tomorrow morning regret this."

"I won’t. We keep coming back to each other so that means something, like you said."

Drake picked her up and took her upstairs. He throw her on the bed, where he heard her giggle. Nicki crawled back to him and attempted to pull his sweatpants down, but was stopped by strong, big hands. She looked up into his eyes and began to speak.

"But Papi I’m hungry!" Nicki pouted.

Drake laughed. “Oh trust me you’ll get him later.”

Drake pulled Nicki up to her knees and gently pushed her back. He nibbled, sucked, and licked on her sweet, thick thighs. He brought her legs out from under her and began rubbing her through her wet boyshorts. Nicki quietly moaned and bite her lip. Drake removed his hand from her boyshorts and pulled her up to take off her shirt. He dove into her neck and found her spot, he bit it. She moaned a little loud, but not to his liking. He moved down to her breasts and bit down hard on her nipples. Drake was getting frustrated with, unbeknownst to him that’s what Nicki wanted. He pushed her back down and ripped her boyshorts off. He took in the aroma of her and licked the outside of her dripping wet pussy. She was letting out little mewls and breathy moans.

"Fuck." Drake said quietly to himself. He had forgotten how amazing she smells and tasted. He pulled his pants down slightly, just enough to free his hardened member. He stroked himself while flicking the tip of his tongue on her clit.

"Mmmm." Nicki moaned.

Drake stopped and went back to licking and sucking her thighs. He wanted her to beg for it. He prayed it was soon, because he didn’t know how long he could wait.

He licked the top of her pussy and back down the sides of her. Nicki groaned.

"Papi."

"¿Qué bebé?"

"Por favor lo necesito."

"¿Qué necesitas?"

"Uhh I need to eat this pussy, Papi please!" Nicki begged and pleaded.

Drake wasted no time, he sucked on her clit while interchanging with flicking it. Nicki began to twist and turn. He was purposely delaying her orgasm. He listened intently to her frustrated moans and groans. Drake made his tongue come to a point and stuck right in the opening of her vagina. Nicki gasped and pulled back suddenly. Drake smirked and simply pulled her back down to him. He devoured her. She begun screaming and begging for him to let her go into sweet bliss.

Nicki was so close, her back arched and her moans got louder.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, please Papi please let me cum!"

He pushed two finger quickly in her pussy, making sure to hit her g-spot while he sucked, nibbled and licked her clit.

Nicki came once and couple more time before she pulled away. Her hands went straight to her sensitive pussy and clamped her legs shut. She saw him stand up to his feet. She crawled to him as fast as she could and took him into her mouth, letting him hit the back of her throat. Drake held her hair out of the way. He had also forgot how amazing she is at giving head.

She pulled her head and began sucking on the head, grazing her teeth across his sensitive tip. Drake groaned and growled aloud, he twitched every time she did it. He couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed her by her right arm and flung her around and made get on all fours.

Nicki gently rubbed her clit, teasing him, knowing he would like the show. She was to busy driving herself into ecstasy, she was surprised and screamed when she felt him slam into her.

"FUCK!"

Drake was moving hard and fast.

"Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!" Nicki screamed into the mattress. She grabbed a fistful of the sheets and felt herself cum hard. Her legs gave out and she dropped to the mattress.

Drake took this opportunity and shimmed out of his sweats, he dove his face into her wet, sensitive pussy. Nicki screamed and flipped so she was on her back. He ate her until she came and slammed back inside her. They kept for 3 hours. They laid together in the bed, breathing heavily.

"I love you Onika. I always will."

"I know, I love you too and that won’t change, ya ass is lucky."

"Nah ma I’m blessed."

"Such a fucking cornball." Nicki teased as she scooted closer to him so she could lay her head on his chest.

"And I’m all yours."

"You sure about that."

"I’ll prove it to you just wait on it."

"Oh my God, the cornball has struck again."

They laughed and laid in comfortable silence until he heard Nicki’s slightly heavy breathing, signalling she had fallen asleep. He kissed her forehead and close his eyes as well.