Our Little Secret

One Hundred Three

Meek walked into the bedroom, laying in the bed beside Nicki. He kissed her cheek and grabbed his phone, dimming the lights. Nicki looked up from her phone, glancing at the lights. Meek leaned over, kissing on her neck.

"You still shaken up over that dream?" He asked.

She looked over, locking her phone. "A little bit. It felt so real, Meek. I hated it."

"I bet. Who is James, anyways?" Meek asked.

"An old friend. He was my first boyfriend," she told him.

He nodded, gently rubbing her thighs. "And why you be texting him? Weirdo."

Nicki laughed. "Because he has a daughter that's a year older than Ayane and Asami. She has trouble making friends, so I want to set up a play date. What do you think?"

"That's cool," he nodded, moving his hand further up.

Nicki grabbed his wrist. "Uh uhn. Move your hand."

"I can't play with it?" Meek chuckled.

"No, because playing turns into more and I'm tired. Not tonight," she told him.

He smirked, kissing her. "You stubborn."

"I'm not stubborn. I just refuse to let you blow my back out tonight when we have to get up early and take Rihyas to his doctors appointment."

"Oh, ard. Family first," he nodded.

She smiled. "I'm glad you understand."

He pulled her on top of him, kissing her. She kissed back, rubbing her hands down his chest. He smirked, gripping her ass. She moaned a little and pulled away.

"You always manage to get me hot and bothered."

"I know," he told her, rubbing on her thighs.

He slid his hands up to the thong, playing with the lace. Nicki leaned in, kissing him.

"Meek, you turn me on."

"I turn you on, baby?" He asked lifting her small shirt.

He pulled it off of her and tossed it to the other side of the bed. He could see in her eyes that she was very sleepy, but she wanted it just as much as he did. He ripped her thong off and she frowned in discomfort.

"Don't do that. It hurts."

He kissed her. "I'm sorry, baby girl. I didn't know I was hurting you."

"It's okay," Nicki said softly.

He moved her over a little and took off his boxers. His hard dick popped out and Nicki looked at, feeling uneasy. His penis was almost the size of her arm. It was long, thick, dark, and veiny.

"Meek.." she pouted.

"You scared, baby?" He asked.

She looked at him as he laid her on her back. Putting her hands on his arms, she pouted more.

"Meek, it's going to hurt.."

"Do I ever hurt you?" He asked, kissing her chin.

She nodded. "Sometimes. It's been like three weeks, Meek. Your dick isn't going to go in easily."

"If you want to stop, we can," he reassured her. "I know you already sleepy and we gotta get up early."

"Mhm, thank you," she told him, scooting up.

He put her shirt back on her and kissed her. She got up, putting on a new thong while Meek put his underwear on.

"You welcome, baby. Let's get some sleep."