Chapter 11: Nunya Bizness

CONGRATS NICKI!!!! You Won! Yeah, sorry about that tease on Sunday... we were gonna post. Get Some Sleep Nic. Please. And Just A Heads Up.. The next 9 chapters have been written in the previous months. Yeah, But Don't Be Mad That We Haven't Posted Them. We gotta keep y'all coming back. Pauz. But Shout Out To Youhatin1. Gotta twitter? ENJOY BITCHEZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!! o.o
                                                                                                                  Cooncerely,
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          Nicki walked thru the door only to find S.B. and some random lady sitting on the couch. Who the fuck is this bitch? Nicki thought. When the door closed behind her, they both swiftly turned their heads towards Nicki. The chick started stuffing shit into her oversized Burberry bag. What the fuck?

          “So, I’ll see you later?” The bitch said to him.

          “Yeah. Monday right?” He replied smiling.

          “Definitely!” She said cheerfully, hugging him for two seconds too long. She walked right past Nicki, and out the door. Who the hell… Nicki started to think until S.B. cut her off.

          “So how was your date?” He asked.

          “Safaree, please don’t start with me right now. I was havin’ a good day and I don’t feel like arguin’ with you.”

          “Who’s arguin’? I ain’t arguin’.” He said ignorantly.

          “Whatever.” Nicki said, going to her room. She did not feel like it right now, but knew it was coming.

          “Nah, tell me. How was it? Did y’all two kids have fun?” S.B. asked, following her into her room. He’s actin’ like a jealous boyfriend, and we’re not even together. Nicki thought. But strangely, it was turning her on.

          “So you not gone answer me?” Nicki just continued to ignore him. She stripped down to nothing and walked into her bathroom. He followed her, still expecting her to answer him. “Nicki!” He was starting to get frustrated. She could sense it in his voice.

          “Safaree.” She said in a monotone voice. She set the water temperature right and stepped in. She was hoping he would just drop it, but nooooo, not persistent ass S.B.

          It was quiet for a while until S.B. stepped into the shower with her. Nicki spun around and faced him. She looked him up and down, stopping only to focus on his dick.

          “Did y’all kiss?” He asked her.

          “Did you really get in here with me, ass naked, just to ask me if I kissed Aubrey Graham? Wowww.” Nicki responded.

          “So y’all on a whole name basis?”

          “Safaree, get the fuck out, askin’ dumb ass questions.” Nicki demanded. She was starting to feel some type of way. “We DID NOT kiss! Is that all?”

          “So you fucked?” He asked nonchalantly. Nicki was truly offended. Is he really tryna play me like this? She thought.

          “Ugh! Did you fuck that bitch that you had all up in my house? Huh? Did you fuck her? Askin’ me dumb ass questions like I’m a hoe and shit. Fuck outta here, Safaree.” Nicki said turnin’ around so that her back was to him.

          S.B. moved up closer to her. His front was in contact with her back as he grabbed her loofa from her and began to lather it up. Rubbing the spongy material gently over every inch of her body, he brought the loofa up in between her legs, coming in close proximity to her womanhood. Once he reached his destination, he started playing with her. Nicki threw her head back against his shoulder. He rubbed the loofa over Nicki’s sensitive areas. His left hand traveled up to her breast. He squeezed them and softly pinched her nipples. The mixture of the pleasure and pain left Nicki wanting more. She rinsed her body and stepped out. She grabbed S.B.’s hand, as he walked behind her, admiring the view. They made it to her bed and Nicki pushed him down. She didn’t care that they were soaked cause she knew it was gonna get even wetter. She climbed aboard, straddling him.

          Just then her BlackBerry buzzed on her night stand. She looked at the screen and saw her brother Jelani’s name appear. She was tempted not to answer it, but something told her to anyways. She sighed, then stretched to pick it up. S.B. nibbled at her shoulder.

          “Hey bro.” She answered with obvious irritation in her voice.

          “Nicki?” The person asked in a tiny whisper. Nicki sat up.

          “Caiah? What’s wrong?” She asked him. “Why are you whispering?” S.B. cupped her breast while licking his lips.

          He hesitated for a second. “Dad is back…” He told her.

          “When did he get there?” Nicki asked crawling off of S.B. Her brother sounded worried. “Where’s Jelani?” S.B. was all confused.

          “He brought his stuff this morning, then left before Jelani came.”

“Is that him arguing with Mommy?” She said referring to the noise she heard in the background.

“Yeah, he’s mad at her.” He confessed.

          What the hell? Nicki thought. “Caiah, I’m sending Candi and Lauren to get you tomorrow. Pack you some clothes and ALL of your electronics, kay? Now give Mommy the phone.” She ordered him.

          “Okay, Nicki.” She could hear the new spark of excitement in his voice. “I love you.”

          “Love you too, Lamb Chop.” Seconds later Carol was on the phone.

          “Hello?” Carol asked.

          “Mommy, is it true? Did you really let that Nig-“ Nicki stopped her question and rephrased. “You let him back in?”

          “Not that it’s any of your business, Onika.” Carol hesitated. “But yes, I did.”

          “Mommy! Why? Ugh! Can Micaiah come down here for a few weeks?” Nicki asked, already knowing the answer.

          Her mother huffed. “Of course Onika. Micaiah’s been in this house the whole summer. Just promise you won’t be too busy to pay him attention.”

          “I promise.” Nicki vowed, ready to get off the phone with her mother. She was now horny, annoyed, and …tired? Ugh! Nicki thought. Her and her mother said their goodbyes, and Nicki made the preparations for her brother. She soon fell asleep in S.B.’s arms, forgetting the argument, and what was supposed to be their makeup sex.