Only You

Sing Fa' Meh/ Sex You

Ciara

"All we do is ball, all we do is ball. Now I'm passed out." rapped along with Tyga while bobbing my head and prancing around in my shorts and tank top.

"Can ya' see now?" I turned around and Que was standing there smirking.

"Baaaaaeeee! I missed you!" I ran up and jumped on him.

"Girl, I only been gone for a damn hour." He said.

"And I missed you for an hour!" I kissed all over his face.

"Okay, Okay! I missed you too, but damn." I laughed and he smiled.

"Guess what doe." He wrapped his arms around me.

"What?"

"Your birthdays in 3 more days meaning" He picked me up and sat me on the kitchen counter. "I get to do whatever I want to you." He grinned and I laughed.

"Excuse me? If I'm not mistaking, it is MY birthday, right? Yeah, thought so." I said.

"That don't mean shit! You just wait, ima fuck ya' shit up." He gripped my ass and squeezed it. I squealed and slapped his chest.

"Oh? New sweet spot I see." He said.

"No! Not at all, but don't you get to happy sir. You forgot your birthday comes right after mine meaning," I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. "I get to do whatever I want to you." I licked his earlobe then blew on it.

"See, you tryna start some shit you know you not finna finish." He said. I raised an eyebrow.

"Who said I wasn't gonna finish it?" He smirked and pulled the elastic on my shorts a little.

"Nooo! I want you to do me a favor first." I said pushing him back and hoping off the counter.

"And what is that?"

"Follow ma ass." I said walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He laughed and followed me.

As soon as I stepped foot in my room, I felt myself being lifted up and I was thrown on the bed.

"Babe noooo!" I whined as he began kissing on my neck and shit. I felt QueJr poking me and I knew some shit was bound to happen, so I had to stop it. Shit, I was already wetter than Niagara falls and he barely did anything.

I lifted his head up and he looked at me, apparently aggravated.

"I want you to sing to me.." I said. He raised and eyebrow and bit his bottom lip.

This may seem weird but when I hear Que sing, I get all hot and excited. All he gotta do is look at me a certain way and I'm already moist. His voice makes it even worse! That's why I want him to sing to me.

"Why?"

"Because I want you to! Now sing me something...please." I poked my lip out and batted my eyelashes.

He chuckled and cleared his throat.

"I'm usually not used to this, I just had to tell you what it is. So don't worry bout' who I'm runnin' with, when we get older you gon' have all my kids. I never had a love like you before, and I mean it. You're the one that's in my dreams, I just want her badder than Beyoncè, not wildin' at parties, don't like girls who like me. But, yeah, yeah.

I'm fuckin' with you tonight, even of takes all night. I'm fuckin with you tonight, even if it takes all night. I'm fuckin' with you tonight, even if takes all night. I'm fuckin' with you tonight, even if it takes all night.

Shawty,shawty, shawty, shawty.

Shawty, shawty, shawty.

Shawty, shawty, shawty.