Right By My Side [Book 4]

Chapter 17

RECAP: Chapter 16

Nicki Minaj POV

I keep moanin' louder and louder until my voice went into high pitch, my eyes roll straight up to my head. His body starts climbin' up on me and lose all control, then I just scratch. He groans deeper before he slowly pulls out. I gasp real lightly. That was amazing.

"Whoa..." I gasp as I blink real slow.

"Yeah," he said.

"Another round."

"Nah, I can't.  I can't." I gasp.

"That wasn't no question." He said.

"Ooh, well then continue. Finish me off." I said.

All I can remember next is his lips gon' from the top of my forehead to below and I arch my back as I scream in pleasure.

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The Mornin' After

I wake up wit' the sun shinnin' bright as fuck inna room and my head is poundin'. I gotta white sheet coverin' my body and I look over to see the the side of the bed messy. Nobody in here wit' me, which, is kinda a relief I suppose. Knowin' I kno' I don' got fucked but ion who it was wit', nor do I wanna kno' either. I lay back down and look up at the ceilin' and take a long deep breath before I hear a voice that makes me jump.

"Mornin'," he said. I lift myself up to see who it was... Oh, my God! No way in hell that this happened!

"Drake? What the fuck happened?!?!" I panicked.

Nicki Minaj POV

My body shoots straight up and instantly I regret it when my head begins to spin and I fall back. Can't believe that I slept wit' Drake, of all people, Drake is the person I slept wit'. Oh, my fucking God on err'thang this is so messed up. I don't even 'member us fuckin' inna beginnin' all I 'member is the EMAs and the club. Damn, I musta been drinkin' heavy again.

How did I sleep wit' him tho'?!?! Dammit!

Drake gotta towel wrapped 'round his waist and another one 'round his neck and he just gotta grin on his face. Ion why he smilin' so hard' cause I'm mad as fuck.

"Oh my God Drake!" I shout.

"What the hell happened?" I panicked.

"Nicki, I kno' you smart enough to kno'." Drake said, walkin' over to me.

He sits down beside me as I scoot away from him and look down, holdin' the sheet up against my chest. Even tho' I ain't lookin' at his face I can feel that he ain't too proud 'bout it. Hell I'm not even proud 'bout what went down, but it is what it is now.

"Nicki," he sighs.

"I'm sorry 'bout last night. Ion 'member much, but when I woke up and saw you... I knew what went down." Drake said.

I look up at Drake in his face when he just has a pathetic look on it... He must be feelin' real bad.

I lean over to him and kiss him onna cheek. "Look Drake, it ain't ya fault. We were both drunk. I don't blame you. It's all good." I said.

"Thanks Nicki." Drake grins.

"Now get outta here 'cause I need to be by myself." I cackle.

"Ard Nicki. Bye!" Drake said.

"Bye." I said .