^Niqo in the media^
(Day3).
Niqo
"I see the way you be looking at me." I said to mulatto.
"Oh really? Well how do I be looking at you?" She asked in a seductive tone.
"You be mean mugging me whenever I'm by Lyric like you wish you was her. And you be staring at me like you want me." I said.
"Well maybe I do." She said while biting her lip and straddling me.
"Mulatto imma need for you to get off of me. I ain't come in here for all of that." I said while staring at her chest.
"No, let me give you something that she can't." She mumbled while bending down to kiss my neck. Her hands started roaming my body her hands slid into my pants making eyes go wide.
"Latto wh-what you doing?" I asked.
"Something she can't." She pulled my pants down and my boxers and got on her knees and started sucking on my dick.
"Damn." I groaned. I grabbed her head and pushed it down further. Causing her to choke a little. But she continued to suck on it.
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She finished doing her thing then came up wiping her mouth. I fixed my clothes and stood up. "Look, imma need you to stop staring at me and shit. I don't want you. I want lyric." I bluntly said, while walking towards the door.
"So you just gone leave after I gave you head? You not gone stay and cuddle with me?" She asked.
"Nope,but thanks for the head." I bluntly said while walking out.
"But I can do you better than her. I can satisfy all your needs." She grabbed me."I love you, I've always loved I've loved since we first met at that video shoot." She cried.
"Yea,Jesus loves me to." I walked away leaving her there on floor crying.
"Niqo please." She begs but I continued walking.
I don't want that nasty hoe. For all I know she could have sucked 50 dicks and had multiple trains ran on her. I want a girl with class,not a hoe. But I'm glad I got that situation out the way.
I took a shower and put my white polo tee, black Balmain jeans,and my Jordan retro 5 Oreos. I walked out my room and knocked on Lyric door. She opened it.
"What you want?" She dryly asked
"I wanna take you out." I looked down at my shoes,turning red in the face.
"Awwww, somebody's blushing." She playfully says while lightly punching my arm and giggling.
"Shut up." I mumble smiling hard as shit. "So you wanna go out with me or what?" I asked.
"Yea." She said. "I'll be ready in a few. You lucky I just took a shower." She added.
"Ight." I sat down on her bed watching her pull out her flat irons and some I'm guessing heat protector for her hair and her she also grabbed her makeup bag, and her clothes.
30 minutes later she came out looking fine as hell. She had on her a black tight crop top with a black short tight skirt hugging her curves and her red retro 5 Jordan's with her hair bone straight.
"You ready to go?" She asked while grabbing her purse and her phone from off the charger.
"Yea." I cleared my throats and got off her bed.
"Let me get a kiss." I demanded.
"No." she said.
"You act like you never kissed me before." I said.
"You wasn't suppose to get a kiss the first or the second time." She said.
"How about the third time?" I asked while pecking her lips.
