Monster Nicki Rap Novelas e Histórias

"Ni—Nicholas?" "Fuck…"

She sighed and slowly slid down while she looked at me, stopping when her knees were bent and she was in a squatting position. “The party has arriiivveed,” she sang. Nikki wore fitted jeans, black fuck-me heels and a short red cropped t-shirt showing off her belly. Her makeup was done and her hair was up in a high tight ponytail. She called it her battle hairstyle. She said it made her feel like a “boss bitch”. She stood to her feet and looked around. “Just us?” She asked. “You didn’t see Mavy when you came through the front door?” I asked.

Nicole asked me after running her face under the water and scrubbing with her hands. "You really think I'm a monster, don't you?" I laughed. "Well, your reputation..." she trailed off. I took her face in my hands and leaned down, kissing her again. She melted into it, pressing her naked and wet body against mine, and the Hog started perking up again. "Why do you think any woman I've fucked would willingly do it again, Nicky?" I asked. She smirked and put a finger on the Hog, tapping it and making it bob in the air.

Nikki offered. “Yor not gwanna hwurt me?” Mikey asked. Nikki frowned and so did I. I looked at Nori and the smile was gone and was replaced with a serious look. “No, I’m not gonna hurt you,” Nikki said as she moved a little closer to him. “Why would I hurt someone as cute as you?” “Bweecos my pwayrents awr dwead bweecos of mwe,” Mikey said. Nori and I looked at each other as he pulled out his phone. He was speaking to someone when he gesture that he will leave. I nodded.

he said, emphasizing the last words. "So, where are you?!" Nicki yelled into the phone, slamming her bag on the hood of her black SUV. "I have a right to know where you are!" He had his eyes on her the whole time, attracting attention to herself. She'd always been melodramatic, doing extra to gain some points. A reporter approached her to get a statement. The nasty look she darted him backed him off. He retracted his steps, leaving Nicki to her madness. "I can hear you, Nicki. You don't have to shout into the phone." Michael moved the phone to the right ear, wringing his left ear with his pinky. "My drums are ringing like the fourth of July."

Monique smiled politely, she said sincerely, “Perhaps we should go to the clinic for a quick check just in case?” Nick shook his head politely and removed his hand from her, “This is nothing, really.” This made Monique realize that she had not let go of his hand till now. Instantly, she felt embarrassed, and said laughing, “You sound like you always cut yourself.” “Haha…” Nick found it funny, especially her embarrassed look, he asked, “What’s your name?” “Monique.” “What a lovely name, I’m Nick. Can I call you Monnie?” “…”

Ingrid calls out. "Nickie?" Nick asked. I laughed. "Minaj." I mouthed to Nick and he smiles. "It rhymes with Annie. Now don't say you don't like it when I call you Nickie cos I'll take back my vote." Ingrid says. Nick laughs. "Okay boss." He salutes.