Drake was on the basketball court in the backyard of his L.A. Estate.
He looked over and saw his wife with her hair up in a bun, cropped
sweatpants and crop top, cleaning the kitchen. He dropped the ball and
walked inside the sliding glass door.
"Hey gorgeous."
"Oh hey." Nicki turned around was caught off guard by her shirtless
husband. His upper body glistening in sweat, sweat rolling down his
washboard abs. Nicki bit her lip as she scanned over here body.
"Is there a reason why you’re staring at me?"
"Oh uh no um want some water?"
"No, but I do want you to come and play basketball with me."
"Nah I’ll pass, I’ll get sweaty and that’s gross and then I’ll stink."
"But then we can shower together." Drake added while wiggling his eyebrows.
"I just gave you some!"
"Not in the shower though! It’s not my fault you taste like a fruit salad and the shit’s addictive."
"No! I’m not playing. I wanna stay inside where it’s nice and cool."
"Fine!" Drake pouted.
"I know you ain’t poutin’ like a bitch." Nicki said and smirked
"Excuse me? What did you just say?"
"You heard me."
Drake walked up to her and towered over her. Nicki looked up at him smirking.
"Ya mouth is about to get you in trouble."
"Is it now? Are you gonna tell me when to be scared of you?" Nicki giggled.
"Such a smart ass." Drake said and began tickling her.
Nicki fell on the ground and was trying to get away from him.
"STAHP!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Are you gonna apologize for that mouth?"
"Yes!!! Hahahaha! St-hahaha!"
Drake slowly started to stop tickling her.
"I’m waiting."
"Ok." Nicki answered. She sat up on her elbows and kissed him passionately, confusing him.
She slowly slid out from under him, got up and ran.
Drake got up and ran after her. They ran around the table and the kitchen island.
"You’re stuck, what you gon do now Nika?"
Drake stalked up to her. Her head was down, she tucked a piece of her
hair behind her ear and bit her lip.
Drake bent down to her ear and
whispered.
"I asked you a question Onika."
"I’m sorry for calling you a bitch."
Drake bit her neck and she moaned out.
"I’m sorry you didn’t say that right."
"Mmm I’m sorry for calling you a bitch Papi. I won’t do it again." Nicki apologized in a submissive voice.
Drake smirked and tilted her head up. He planted his lips on hers.
"Papi. I was good. Do I get a treat?" Nicki asked breaking their kiss.
Nicki ran her finger along his member through his basketball shorts.
"I don’t know babe."
"Can I show you Papi?"
"Show me what?"
"How good I am."
Nicki rubbed him through his shorts. She licked down abs, tasting the
salty sweat on him. She got down on her knees and slowly pulled his
shorts down. She took his semi-hard member in her hand and stroke him,
cupping and massaging his balls in the other. Drake let out sigh and
tilted his head back. He was getting harder and harder in her hand.
Nicki took the tip into her mouth, slowly letting him go deeper in her
mouth. She heard Drake groaned.
"Am I doing good Papi?"
"Fucking amazing."
Nicki started sucking him faster, moving her hand up and down him.
"Fuck Nic."
Nicki rubbed the sensitive tip of his penis with her thumb. She
watched as his body twitched and jerked,
hearing him moan for her.
"Papi, I want you to cum for me." Nicki said taking him into her
mouth again. She was bobbing her head up and down fast while stroking
him and massaging his balls.
"Keep doin’ that and you gon make me cum."
Nicki looked up at him with sex eyes, practically sending him over the edge.
"Damn Nika."
He lightly thrusted into her mouth three times, cumming on the third.
Nicki swallowed every drop and wiped her mouth. Drake helped Nicki onto
her feet. He slid his hand into her sweatpants and fingered her,
wanting to give her a treat for being good for him.
"Oh fuck!"
"Come on baby, cum all over my fingers."
He pumped his fingers in her hard and fast. Her mouth hung opened and her head was tilted back.
"Uhhh Papi!"
"I feel you getting tighter and tighter baby, you’re so close."
Nicki nodded her head and grabbed his muscular arm, digging her nails into him.
Drake felt her walls get even tighter, signaling she was about to cum.
"Look at me baby. I wanna see those pretty eyes when you cum."
"SHIT!!! I’m c-cumming! Uhhh!"
Drake let her ride his fingers, waiting for her orgasm to subside, then he withdrew his fingers and licked them clean.
Nicki regulated her breathing before speaking.
"I should’ve just played basketball, cuz now I’m sweaty."
"I think this was more fun."
Drake smirked before kissing her and picking her so they could have more fun in the shower.
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