(AN: This chapter really didn't want to be written... It got accidentally deleted twice... so this is not really how I originally had written it... but I figured I'd just post it before it gets deleted again. Didn't have time to proof read sorry... You all know how I feel about this story... no need to say it again. ENJOY! COMMENT, PLEASE! < it makes me happy.)
"I already told you it’s okay
Lauren" Nicki kept her phone trapped between her ear and her
shoulder as she put everything she needed on her bag "Really,
don't worry. Take care of everything you have to do. I'll just catch
the bus" she glanced at the wall clock of her living room:
6:45am “Just come over this afternoon, we NEED to talk. Love you"
she hung up and sighed.
Lauren had just called telling her she
wasn't going to be able to pick her up for the university, at moments
like this she wished she had her own car. Of course, she couldn't
afford it. To make the situation worse she was already late. Her
first class was at 8:00am and she had to meet with a guy, whom she
was helping with a class, to give him a project he had given her to
do.
She grabbed her bag, the binder with
the project, her keys and headed for the door. Her bad humor got the
best of her and she opened to door rather forcefully causing her to
almost crash into someone.
“Whoa! Easy there” she looked up
and saw him standing there, two cups of coffee in his hands.
“Damn Drake, you scared me”she
turned around and closed the door, locking it with her keys “What
are you doing here?”
“I came to bring you some coffee”
he said holding her cup up and handing it to her. She looked at him
for a brief moment before taking the cup from his hand. “With milk
and two of sugar, just the way you like it.
Why was he doing this?
“Thank you” she looked at him again
and gave him a small smile “I’m sorry, I’m already running
late” she tried to walk pass him but he blocked her.
“Late for what? It’s 6:50 Nicki,
what time does your class starts? 8:00?” she nodded “How are you
‘late’?”
“Not all of us have a car Drake.
That means some of us still have to take the bus sometimes” she
walked pass him trying not to drop everything she had on her hands.
He grabbed her by her arm and made her turn around.
“Gimme that” he grabbed her bag
“Come on, I’ll give you a ride”
“I don’…”
“It wasn’t a question Nicki” he
said cutting her off. She decided not to say anything and just
walked to his car. Honestly, she really did need the ride so she
wasn't gonna complain. Drake opened the door for her before going
around to the driver’s side.
“Since when are you such a
gentleman?” she asked once he started the car.
“Always been, baby girl” he winked
at her. He saw her sip on her coffee and close her eyes as she savor
the taste, a small chuckle escaped his lips. Same old dramatic
Nicki.
“Oh!...I need to go to the library
first, sorry”
“No problem”
Nicki drank her coffee in silence,
looking at him occasionally.
“Thanks. For the ride and…the
coffee, You shouldn't have bothered”
“Anytime. Do you always take the
bus?”
“No. Lauren usually takes me, but
she was busy today”
“How is Lauren? I mean I see her at
the university all the time, but she still gives me a death glare
anytime we run into each other”
“What did you expect?” she laughed
“She is my friend. And believe me I’ve told her enough things
about you to get her to dislike you” her smile never left her
face, even though she was dead serious.
“Oh word? And you admit it to my
face?” she chuckled but didn’t answer. A comfortable silence
took over until he spoke again “I like your outfit” she looked at
him “I’ve always loved how those flowy skirts look on you”
“Thank you”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Here you go, Jason. It’s a B+
project as you requested” she handed the binder to a small guy “If
you have any problems with the project or the grade is not the
promised one, let me know and I’ll give you full refund”
“Ok, thanks Nicki. I know it was
short notice but you are saving my life with this” he took his
wallet out and handed her the money, which she happily took.
“No problem” she turned towards
Drake who had been standing behind her the whole time. “You didn’t
have to wait for me Drake; I can walk to the classroom by myself”
“I wanted to” he grabbed her bag,
both walking out of the library “How much did he pay you?”
“$100. It’s just one project not a
class. Those are more expensive”
“How much do I have to pay you?”
She shook her head.
“Nothing, we made a deal. You are
helping me with my project and I’ll help you”
Drake just nodded but made a mental
note to find out how much she charged for class. He was going to pay
her even if she didn’t want him to.
“How's the project going?” she made
a face.
“It's... I don't really know. Right
now it's all over the place to be honest. I'm just hoping it gets
better as we advance”
“We haven't really done anything yet
Nicki, it'll get better” they stopped talking when they reached her
classroom. “Well, I have practice today at 2:15. It’s gonna last
about an hour and then I’ll give you a ride home”
“Oh no! Don’t worry, really, I’ll
take the bus”
“No you won’t, Nicki. It’s on my
way to my place, I can take you” he handed her the bag. “You can
come to the court and wait for me” he walked closer to her “Like
old times”
No.
“I’ll wait for you at the library”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Her entire day was spent in class and
her lunch break on the library. Partly because she wanted to start
an assignment she had and also cause she didn't feel like sitting in
the cafeteria and watch him interact with his friends, including
Kate. Especially considering she didn't have Lauren there today to
give her support. Her phone vibrated indicating she had a new text.
'Dnt forget'
Something inside her was telling her to
stay right where she was, sitting at the library's table that she had
claimed as her own for the day. But she wanted to see him play. She
knew how passionate he was about basketball, how hard we worked to
earn his spot on the university’s team. He used to tell her all
about his dreams ever since they were just kids.
Standing up she gathered her things and
walked out.
She could hear the player’s voices as
she got near the gym. Quietly opening the door, she found a spot at
the bleachers and sat down. A smile crept to her face as she watched
him move around the court. He wiped the sweat forming on his
forehead with the back of his hand and licked his lips. Could this
be considered sexual interaction? Because he wasn’t even touching
her, hell he hadn’t even seen her, but she felt that familiar
feeling between her legs. Nicki crossed her legs to try and pacify
it a little. It wasn’t working.
Reaching for her bag, she searched for
her notebook and her pen. Quickly writing the exact feelings she had
at that moment and exactly what had caused it. If she couldn’t get
rid of the damn feeling between her legs, she might as well use it
for her advantage on the project.
“I didn't think I'd see you here”
Nicki closed her notebook and looked up to meet Drake's eyes staring
down at her.
“Didn't you invited me?” he sat
next to her. She looked at his sweaty face and suppressed a small
moan from coming out. He looked so sexy to her. “Are you done?”
“Yeah, lemme go change and I'll come
get you so we can leave”
“Don't”
“Nicki, I already told you I was
gonna take you an...” she cut him off.
“No, I mean, don't change”
Just like old times. He grinned.
“Let's go.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Can I use the bathroom?” he
needed an excuse for her to invite him in.
“Sure” she opened the door and let
him in “You know where it is”
Her phone started ringing and she went
to her room to take the call as Drake found his way to the bathroom.
“Yes I understand Mr. Jonhson”
Nicki paced back and forth on her room listening to the man on the
other line “I know. I’ve just had a rough month. I promise to
have the rent money by the end of the week” she hung up the phone
and sat down on the bed staring at nothing in particular. How was she
supposed to get $400 by the end of the week? She could feel her head
starting to hurt. She had 3 projects she had to do for other people,
including Drake’s. Still, the money she was going to get from those
wasn’t enough and she already owed money to Lauren.
Drake stood at the door looking at her,
he hadn’t heard her conversation, but just by looking at her he
knew it wasn’t good news. Her eyes were fixed to the wall, lost in
her thoughts, a frown on her face.
“You okay?” her eyes focused on him
and she nodded.
“Yeah, just…stuff. Don’t worry
about it” her eyes wondered down his body and she unconsciously
smiled. He noticed.
“What are you smiling for?” He
entered the room and stood right in front of her.
“Just… went back in time. I hadn’t
seen you play basketball in a long time, you have improved a lot”
“Thanks…… it was nice seeing you
there watching me”
“I always loved watching you play,
there’s something sexy about the way you concentrate so hard on
your game” she stood up and walked towards her dresser leaning back
on it, her eyes finding their way back to Drake. “It has always
been a turn on for me” Where was all this coming from? Maybe it was
all the newly added stress and the need to concentrate on something
different than her problems, but she didn’t feel like stopping now.
“Oh?” he just smirked at her and
walked closer. Nicki looked up and down his body, his red and white
basketball shorts and t-shirt looked good on him.
“Yes. Maybe it was my teenager
hormones driving me crazy, but I always found the way you sweat sexy”
she took a step forward, her eyes on his chest “and the way you
smell, just you... No perfume needed.....Used to turn me on so much”
“And you didn’t tell me this back
then?” she shook her head no “I could’ve done something about
that” she just shrugged, her finger tracing a random pattern on his
shirt.
“I learned to take care of it myself”
“Oh word?”
Nicki wrapped her hands around his neck
and brought his head down. Her mouth close to his ear “Word” she
placed a kiss on his neck.
“Nic..”
“Mmm?” she kept kissing his neck,
her lips eventually grazing his weak spot. She nibbled his earlobe
before going back to place small kisses on his jawline, her hands
wrapped securely around his neck, keeping him in place.
She let go of him and pushed him
towards the bed. Drake just stared at her confused as he sat down.
This was definitely not the Nicki that was a mess a couple of days
ago when he kissed her. And he would be lying if he said he wasn’t
intrigued by her actions.
“You know….” She straddled him,
her skirt riding up “I still haven’t asked you what your favorite
position is” she pushed him down, so he was laying down looking up
at her as she sat directly on top of his crotch “But then I
remembered…” she lowered herself and kissed the corner of his
mouth before whispering in his ear “You love this one” She slowly
moved her hips in a circular motion against him.
“Fuck…” his hands automatically
went to her thighs. She smirked before placing her hands on his chest
and pushing herself back up, her hips never stopping her movement. He
looked up at her, a mocking smile on her face as she moved back and
forth.. Her covered center making direct contact with his shorts
covered manhood.
It didn’t take long for her to feel
him rising up under her. Feeling accomplished she got off of him,
leaving him even more confused “Well that was easy” she gave him
a sweet smile.
Oh hell no.
He sat up and looked down at his
erection. Nicki laughed and got up, fixing her skirt in the process.
As soon as she tried to walk away, Drake pulled her by the waist and
laid her back in the bed, immediately finding his place between her
legs, one on each side of his body. His hand moved down her leg,
caressing it before hooking it on his arm and pushing down on her.
She gasped at the feeling of his erection pressing against her.
“And I know you like this one Nicki”
it was his turn to whisper on her ear “Don’t play with me Nic”
his hand moved up her skirt “Cause you’re gonna lose” he
thrusted his hips against her again causing her to let out a small
moan.
Drake kissed down her clothed body,
starting with her neck and stopping on her thighs. Nicki kept her
eyes closed, allowing herself to just feel. He kissed the inside of
her thighs, placing her legs over his shoulders. He could feel
Nicki’s heavy breathing as his mouth left a trail of small kisses
until he reached her center. He took in her scent a placed a small
kiss over her panties. Nicki’s hands immediately reached down and
pushed his head away.
“No, Drak…” he cut her off
“Shh” his hands went to the hem of
her underwear and pulled it off, he removed her legs from his
shoulder for a second as he completely took them off, leaving on her
skirt. Repositioning himself between her legs, his mouth repeated the
same actions. He felt her tense up as his lips made contact with her
pussy. She smelled so good. He forced himself to take it slow; he
wanted her to enjoy this as much as he was going to. Only small
kisses were placed for the first couple of seconds, giving her time
to adjust to what was going on. He licked the inside briefly. Once.
Twice.
Nicki’s breath hitched, and she bit
her lip to prevent any sound to come out of her mouth, her hands
clutched at the bed sheets. His hands found their way to her center,
massaging and caressing her. Drake pushed his tongue back in, this
time with more force and as deep as he could. Nicki moaned loudly and
backed up attempting to get away from his touch; his hands stopped
the movement on her pussy and moved to hold her in place. His mouth
taking all of her, tasting her. It was the sweetest thing Drake had
ever tasted, she was like a little piece of heaven.
Nicki couldn’t think. What was
happening? She could feel Drake’s mouth doing wonders on her, his
tongue coming in and out of her hard and fast. Her eyes rolled back
and she prepared herself for what was about to happen when she
suddenly felt Drake lifting his head up from in between her legs. Her
eyes shot open to see him staring at her, mocking smile on his face.
“The fuck you think you’re doing”
her breath was labored.
“Payback” he tried to move but
Nicki’s legs wrapped even tighter around her head, her hands pushed
him back down to her center and he let out a chuckle “You want me
to make you cum baby girl?” he blew on her swollen lips, getting a
moan in response..
“Don’t try me Drake”
“Say it” his tongue fondled at her
soft flesh.
“Dra..” She tried to move her hand
to her center, but he pushed it away and placed a soft kiss on it
instead. He wanted to finish this, he craved to taste all of her, but
he was determined to make her say what she wanted. “Please”
“What do you want Nicki?” he could
see and smell her wetness.
Her hands pushed his head down again
with more force this time and moved her hips up to meet his mouth.
His self-control reached his limit as he started eating her again,
hearing her moan his name over and over again. He felt her body
writhe as she reached her orgasm, her hips moving against him mouth
as she rode it out and he drank all of her. He licked her clean
before making his way back up her body, their fully clothed bodies
making contact with one another. Drake could feel the heat coming
from her and he took his time to observe her. Sweaty forehead and
heavy breathing. His hand made his way up the side of her thighs
inside her skirt and she wrapped her leg around his waist bringing
him closer.
Something about what he had just done
was different for him. This wasn't just any girl, this was Nicki.
The girl he had loved with everything inside him. Having her this
close to him, her body still trembling a bit from his previous
actions made him wonder what the fuck had happened between them. Why
wasn't she the only girl he held in his arms after pleasing her? It
felt right.
His smile mirrored hers and he placed a
small kiss on her lips, the first one in the entire evening. She let
out a content sigh, her hands reaching up to play with his curls.
“Fuck, Drake. Where did you learn
that?” his smile disappeared and she shook her head “Wait, no.
Don’t tell me” She looked to the side avoiding his gaze. He used
his free hand to turn her head back, his eyes traveling from her lips
to her eyes and back again. And he kissed her; hard. His tongue
gained entrance to her mouth, intertwining with hers almost
immediately. She could taste herself on him and for a strange reason
that turned her on. They broke apart to breathe and just stared at
each other for what seemed to be an hour. Nicki kissed him softly,
moving lazily against his mouth, her hips moving again against him.
They were so focused on their current
task that neither heard the front door opening.
“Nicki, where are youuuu?” before
they could react, Lauren stood at the bedroom door looking at both of
them. Drake lying on top of Nicki with her legs wrapped around him,
her underwear on the floor. “What the fuck?!”
