Our Little Secret

Fourty-Five

One Year Later

"Here, Rihmeek. Keep your socks on," Nicki said.

He grinned, snatching it off. "No!"

"Stop being difficult," she laughed.

"No!"

He smiled and turned over, climbing down from his parent's large bed. He giggled as he ran to the bedroom door. Nicki smiled, getting off of the bed. She had on a pink silk two piece pajama set. It was a cropped spaghetti strapped shirt with very short shorts. Her hair was super curly and all over the place and she had on no makeup.

Over the past year, her thighs and butt had gotten thicker, her breasts got fuller, and her hair had gotten longer. Meek definitely couldn't keep his hands off of his beautiful wife.

"Rihmeek, come here, baby. Mommy is not about to chase you," she told him, holding her hands out.

"No!" He smiled.

He was suddenly scooped up by Meek, who was coming into the room. Rihmeek instantly went into a fit of giggles, trying to get down. Nicki smiled, watching them.

"Meek, stop torturing my baby."

Meek chuckled and kissed Rihmeek's cheek. Nicki held her hands out.

"Come here, Tooda," Nicki said.

Rihmeek reached out, climbing into Nicki's arms. He wrapped his arms around her neck, making her smile.

"It's your nap time," Nicki said.

She took him into his room and laid him down in his bed, giving him his sippy cup.

"Go to sleep, okay?"

He nodded, closing his eyes as he drank. Nicki kissed his cheek and walked out, closing the door. Going back into the master bedroom, she looked at Meek.

"Our energetic son is now taking a nap," she said.

Meek chuckled. "He a little too energetic."

Nicki wrapped her arms around him, looking up at him. He smirked and leaned down, pecking her lips. She smiled a little, staring at him.

"You sexy as fuck," he told her.

She laughed a little. "You always say that."

"I always mean it, too."

He picked her up, holding her under her butt. He pecked her lips, then moved her hair behind her ear, leaning towards her neck. He left gentle kisses, then sucked on her spot, earning a low moan.

"Baby.." she said, closing her eyes.

Meek chuckled, pulling away. He kissed her lips and then climbed in the bed with her, laying down. She laid on top of him while he rubbed her ass and grabbed his phone, scrolling down Instagram.

"Baby, go live," Nicki said, scooting up to straddle him.

She ran her white acrylic nails down his chest and sighed. Meek shook his head, looking up at her.

"Sexy ass," he said, slapping her ass.

She bit her lip. "Stop before we be on baby number 2."

Meek licked his lips. "I definitely wouldn't mind that."

He rubbed her ass with one hand, then pressed the live button. His live started and he watched as his viewers started coming in.

"Wassup?" He said to the people who had said hey.

He licked his lips, reading a comment that had asked him what he was doing.

"I'm chilling," he said.