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After his sold out show in Brooklyn , Meek took Nicki to eat at her favorite steakhouse in the city. They sat in a private back room of the dim lit restaurant. Nicki's thighs rested on Meeks legs while he played with her clit under her tight red mini dress.
Meek: "you ready...?" Nicki: "no baby...I'm still sore from this morning (she whined and gently pushed him away)
Meek wrapped his hand softly around her neck and fingered her with the other. Pressing more fingers inside of her as she tried to run. He watched her squirm , moan and move her body around in a circular motions.
Meek unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. He pulled her onto his lap and straddled her legs around his body. She slid down on top of his dick and guided it inside of her in a slow full range motion.
He liked to let her have total control and she was always willing to take it. He put his hands above his hands and enjoyed the ride. Her juices leaked all over his thigh while she rode him. She draped her body over and kissed on his neck while she worked. She held onto the back of the booth seat for balance. They were both ready to come in that position when Nicki tried to pull herself off.
Meek: (pulling her back down) "hol..Nic where you goin at?" Nicki: "I didn't take my pill today" Meek: "so, what that mean" Nicki: "'So' Rihmeek? ... (She rolled her eyes and climbed off of him) Meek: "here you go.... " Nicki: "we said we Weren't having another one right now" Meek: (irritated) "WE ain't said that... Me and Papi ready for another son " Nicki: "I'm ready to go on tour again ...once I put out my fifth album" Meek: "when is that supposed to be?" Nicki: " next spring" Meek: "next spring huh? (He mocked her and laughed) ... nah fuck all that... It's family first... we not gonna plan out a baby.. We just gotta live our lives " Nicki: (whining) "but Rihmeek...."
Their server entered and interrupted them with a bottle of champagne and a note.
Waiter: "Mr Williams... For you and your wife sir...compliments of the Chef
Meek read the card to himself // Hope you and you're lovely wife are enjoying your dinner on us. - Chef Goodall // The restaurant comped their meal. Meek pulled out a stack of hundreds from his picked and dropped $500 down on the table to tip the servers. He stood up and adjusted his pants.
Nicki: "you ready?" (Yawning) Meek: "yea ... (Helping her up) ....you tired" Nicki: (standing up and pulling down her dress) "a little bit... I hope my baby isn't sleep"
