We Found Love

Final Chapter

Rihanna's POV

Katy, Melissa, Noella, and I all went out to get our nails done for the wedding tomorrow. Marshall was watching the kids while hanging out with his friends who got here earlier this morning. I just hope he actually watches the kids and doesn't dick around with his friends the whole time, because when he's around them it's like all his responsibilities fly out the window. I trust him though, plus my mom said she'd stop by to check on them.

The girls and I went to this salon named 'Empress Nails' which is the place my mom would always go to when I was younger. It wasn't one of the most popular places around town, but the workers still did an excellent job at what they did.

The four of us were lounging back on the plush leather black chairs, as we soaked our feet in small tubs of coconut water. Dark Barbadian women sat at our sides filing our nails into our desired shape. It's my wedding so I don't want my nails to be anything to crazy, so I just decided on nice set of classy French nails.

"So where did you and Marshall go last night?" Katy asked looking at the tips of her freshly painted fingers.

"What are you talking about, we didn't go anywhere.." I respond, trying my best to lie. There's no way Katy saw us leave, I'm almost positive she was sleeping when we snuck out.

"Yes you did, I got up to get a drink and as I was in the kitchen I saw Marshall walk through the front door with you in his arms Ri." Katy said making Noella grow a big devious smirk on her face. fuck me.

"Girl that skinny nigga fucked you hard last night didn't he?!" Noella shouted making me burn a shade of red, as Melissa and Katy laughed.

"Shhh stop!" I said trying to make them shut up, I'm so embarrassed right now.

"How big is it?!" Melissa asked holding up her hands with about a few inches of space in between.

"Naw girl you know that nigga got the big dick if he fuckin' Robz, it gotta be at least seven." Noella said moving Melissa's hands farther apart. I probably look like a tomato from how red my face is, how can they just talk about this stuff in front of other people?!

"Come on Ri tell us!" Katy asked still laughing.

"Okay! Okay! If it will make you stop." I said giving into my nosy friends pleas, I don't get why they need to know how big my mans dick is, it's not like his friends are asking how big my tits are... Right?

"It's like eight inches maybe pushing nine..." I said quietly, almost not loud enough for them to hear me.

"NO WAY!" Melissa shouted with her mouth wide.

"My cousin is the luckiest bitch on this whole mother fucking island! Fucking famous niggas with big dicks and shit.. Damn." Noella laughed hitting me in the shoulder playfully with the back of her hand.

"So how is he in bed though? Just 'cause he got a big dick don't mean he's good at fucking." Melissa added as the nail stylist began to paint a fresh coat of nude polish on her nails.

"Yeah I agree with Mel, is he sweet and soft, or is he rough to the point where you're not sure if you can walk the next day." Noella asked making one of the nail stylists giggle respectively.

"I don't know it kinda depends on what mood were in I guess, sometimes he's gentle other times he's the exact opposite." I explained not wanting to go into detail. What happens in Marshall's and I's sex life is personal to me, it one of the few things I can keep to myself without other people knowing about it.

"Damn I wish my man would take some lessons." Noella laughed rolling her eyes at her husbands lack of skill in the bedroom. I hate to admit it, but Marshall has had plenty of practice before he had sex with me. He's a internationally loved rapper, with a huge sexual appeal to girls. I know while he was touring he probably slept with tons of women and learned the tips and tricks of pleasing a girl in the bedroom. But how can I complain? He's mine now and the only girl he's making love to is me.