Chapter 6: The Morning After

BWAHAHAHAHA *LAUGHS EVILLY* You are a freaking loon. Nah, I'm a coon. Womp Womp.. but no really, you guys really liked Ch 5 Pt 2 huh. *giggles* LIFE. Smh, freaks. Eeh, Ooh, I'm done. *Mila Kunis Voice* *Exits stage left* Enjoy.

                                                                            Cooncerely,

                                                                                                                 Green & Purp

          Nicki woke up to the sound of laughter. Who the hell is that? Nicki wondered, rubbing her eyes. She made a motion to get out of bed, but suddenly stopped when her inner thigh rubbed against her box. What the hell? Nicki thought, rubbing her clitoris. The feeling brought memories flooding through her brain. Whooaaaa! She thought. She was only wearing a bra. She looked around and spotted her panties in the corner of the room, and her tee on the floor. Fuck! Nicki hopped up and threw on her tee and Pink Friday robe. She went to her mirror. Her hair was ruffled up, but in a cute way. She made her way out into the main room and noticed S.B. sitting on the floor with a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, a half gallon of milk, and a bowl in his hands. I hate it when he does that shit, and he eating my cereal. Nicki thought. S.B. looked up and noticed her standing there. His guard stayed up.

          “Good mornin’ sleepy head,” he greeted her.

          “Good morning.” She yawned.

          “Join me.” He told her. Nicki looked up at the flatscreen and saw he was watching ‘Adventure Time with Finn & Jake’ on Cartoon Network. That was their new favorite show. Nicki went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl. She went and sat on the couch next to his head. She grabbed the cereal and poured. She liked her cereal dry. He knew she couldn’t resist no Cinnamon Toast Crunch. They sat and watched a whole episode before speaking. S.B. leaned his head back so he could make eye contact with her.

          “How was your night?” He asked her.

          “Strangely pleasant.” Nicki answered. “Yours?”

          “Same as yours, minus the strangely. Why was yours strange?” He asked her.

          “Because, Safaree.” Nicki began. “My best friend gave me head last night.” Nicki blurted out bluntly. S.B. laughed. Nicki’s face turned sour. “What’s so funny?” Nicki asked.

          “Aww, don’t be mad, Nic. I’m still in shock about last night.” He explained.

          “Oh. Well, how was it?” She asked sheepishly.

          S.B. laughed again. “What you mean ‘How was it’? He asked.

          “You know what I mean, Safaree.”

          “Idk. Good? Fun?” He stared at her.

          “Why do you sound like you’re tryna convince yourself? How was my pussy, Safaree.”

          “Nicki.” He started. “Uh. Your pussy was good. And I had fun.” He responded awkwardly.

          “So if I said ‘Safaree, come eat my pussy right now!’ would you eat it?” She asked him.

          “Yeah. Is that an invitation?” He asked with a devilish grin.

          “Boy, bye!” She said. “This is too exclusive for you. Shit, niggas done got shot. You lucky I was drunk.” She joked.

          “Oh, so you just gone tempt me like that, den syke me out?”

          “I guess so.” She said getting up.

          “Oh hell naw.” He said, quickly grabbing the back of her knees, making her fall onto him. She straddled his waist.

          “Oh yeah. And wuchoo gone do it about it ‘Faree?” Nicki laughed. “Exactly. Nathan at all.”

          “Sheeiit.” S.B. said, opening her robe. Once he got it open, he let his hands trail over her thighs to her soft ass. He squeezed as Nicki tried to object.

          “Nooo, ‘Faree,” Nicki said very unconvincingly. He bit his bottom lip and squeezed harder. “Mmmm. No. Uhhh. No. Stop.” She said barely loud enough to hear. He massaged her ass, and let his fingers roam to her center. He stroked his fingers up and down her womanhood, loving the moisture he was creating. Nicki unknowingly perked her ass up and grinded against him. He slid one finger into her waiting pussy. A soft purr escaped Nicki’s lips. “Shit.” She half moaned the word. She tried to push him away, even though his back was against the couch, but just ended up gripping his tee shirt when he inserted a second finger. “Oh, God!” Nicki moaned. Her tightness gripped his fingers as he pulled in and out. He moved the two fingers around in a circular motion, hitting every spot they could reach. Nicki started trembling and her hips bucked as she came. He slid out his now slick fingers as she got out her last few chills. He smacked her ass and said, “Don’t tempt me, Nic.” He stood up with her still latched onto his waist. She was still trying to catch her breath, as he carried her into her bathroom and sat with her on the edge of the tub. She wasn’t speaking, only staring at him with an unreadable facial expression.

          He set up her shower and told her she had 3 hours before they had to go meet Wayne for rehearsals. He left out closing the door behind him. He smiled smugly as he walked to his bedroom. As Nicki disrobed and undressed, a million things ran through her mind. What the fuck am I doing? We tried this before. But it’s different now. Or is it? Is it worth the risk? Talkin’ bout it was good and he had fun. He was smashin’ like a bear before hibernation. And cereal after a night like that? I know we got some bacon. She thought as she made the water hotter and lathered the gel in her towel.