January 28th
Meek's POV
Meek: "Onika, put that damn box down!"
Nicki: turns around, slightly startled. "I just wanted to help you baby."
I walked over to Nicki and put my arms around her waist. She pressed her body against mine and our lips met each other. The kiss was so passionate and so sweet. " I..don't..want..you..to..lift..a..finger.." I said in between kisses.
She broke the kiss. "I guess mister," she chuckled.
Meek: "We got movers to handle all of that shit. That's why I pay they asses. Let em do they job."
I was officially moving into my house that was in New York. It took a couple of weeks because I got some shit custom built. Nicki and I have been in a really good place and I knew I was doing the right thing making her my girlfriend. Not to mention the way she performed in our hotel room on New Years. I ordered Nic some clothes, shoes, jewelry and everything for the days or nights that she wanted to stay here. I wanted her to have stuff at my house too. I meant what I said when I said I saw a future with Nicki. She broke me out of my thoughts.
Nicki: "Baby, you hungry?" I nodded. "Let me whip you up something daddy."
Meek: "That's never going to get old...me hearing you call me that." I kissed her cheek and walked upstairs to check on the movers as she began to prepare us something to eat.
Nicki POV
Nicki: "Baby, the food is done," I screamed up the stairs. I made some spaghetti with salad and garlic bread and for desert, chocolate chip cookies and ice cream. Well, Meek bought the ice cream.
Meek came down stairs and I noticed he had changed. He was first in jeans, but now he had changed to a white tshirt and some gray sweatpants. I couldn't help my eyes from tracing down to see his dick print. I could see it placed against his thigh. Now that I think about it, how do I fit that into me. It's so big and the veins are always visible. Mmmmm lawd, my man was definitely born blessed....and highly favored. Let me get myself together before I pounce right on him.
Meek: "Baby, I know I'm sexy and all, but could you not stare at me like a piece of meat."
We both burst out into laughter.
Nicki: "Shut up nigga, ain't nobody looking at your ass."
Meek: he finally approached me. "You like what you see," he whispered in my ear, slowly and gently sliding his tongue on my earlobe sending chills down my entire body.
Nicki: "Uhh--Uh, here's your plate baby," I said, trying to get away from what he was trying to do, handing him his food. A bitch is sore. That's a big difference between the relationship I had with Safaree and the relationship I have now with Rihmeek. We have so much chemistry and passion for one another, we can't keep our hands off each other. When we're together, we have sex multiple times a day. When we in bed, it's like we're on stage, and he has the mic, so I let him perform. But it goes beyond sex...it's lovemaking.
Meek: "Oh daddy must have worn you out yesterday," he said smirking.
Nicki: "Yeah my legs still feel like noodles. This morning I was having a hard time sitting down on the toilet to use the bathroom."
Meek busted out laughing. "I put it down, you know."
Nicki: "Yeah, we made love in every single room of this house and there was no furniture at all for comfort. The east staircase ain't no joke," I snickered. He laughed.
