Novel & Cerita Nicki Minaj Bj

Alice asked if I wanted to join them in going to the bar in the city next to their territory, and I said yes without thinking because Nikka would be there. Because of my stupidity, I didn’t even get to appreciate how beautiful Nikka looked tonight. She let her sandy brown hair down and wore a simple little black dress, accentuating her perfect form. And even if she was already tall, she still wore high heels that made her taller and sexier. She could definitely pass up as eighteen or older. I’d been staring at my phone, but no messages came. I’d been contemplating if I should call, but I knew many were around her, so I typed in another message instead, trying to be calmer this time.

"First of....SCRAM from anyone by the name De' Argent. He's mine!" Nicky burst out laughing like a psychopath. "You wish!" "Girls, I'm starting to wonder what happened to the freak in glasses." The redhead pouted and the B.R.A.T.S chuckled again which silenced Nicky. She took her lip in sparing them a disdainful look. "Nevertheless, have a wonderful stay, huns." She stood up straight and flipped her hair. "Oh. And the name's Bianca Wells... Look that up online?" She cockily sipped Natalia's milkshake and sashayed away with her followers.

He insists again, obviously not willing to back down and I decide against refusing again since it wasn’t a big deal at the end of the day. “I can’t exactly name them cause I’m not obsessed with music but I like any songs from Nicki Minaj, Drake and Selena Gomez.” I tell him and he smiles. "Nice choices although I didn’t picture you listening to Selena. Do you wanna know why I insisted?" He asks suddenly and I nod positive almost immediately.

“What do you want, Nikki?” “Awwww baby. Don’t be like that.” Nikki runs her manicured hand up and down my chest. She is wearing a hot pink, short bodycon dress. Her heels have to be at least 5 inches though she is still much shorter than me. Her makeup is heavy as hell and so unnecessary. I have slept with her a few times, but since I’ve met Zahara, there is no interest there. “I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you,” Nikki leans in to try to kiss me, but I push her away. Her face falls at this, but I don’t care.

That said a lot about her for not only having taken the job, but staying for six entire months. A bunch of courageous, bored young men seated in the corner of the bar chose that moment to entertain the entire bar with their Bluetooth speaker. Mia heard the tunes of Nick Jonas and Nicki Minaj bom bidi bom cut through the stale air. The corner of her lips twitched even as she fought a smile. These guys were definitely trying to irritate the older regular folks in the bar. And for their trouble, the entire bar turned and glared at them, but amazingly no one said a word or demanded the music turned off immediately.

I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.” “I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?” “Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on, love.”

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.

I rolled my eyes and left the ear of the headphone, then went back to my music. My eyes were closed as I kept tapping my feet and fingers to the music that banged through the speakers when I perceived a sinfully intoxicating male cologne close to me. I swung my eye lids open and saw Shawn standing beside my bed. He picked up my phone on my stomach and pressed it on. “Nicki Minaj. That's not very common for a nerd you know” he smirked and put his hands in his jeans pockets. “I'm not a nerd, and stay away from me. Only god knows where those hands of yours entered before coming here” I said, grabbing my phone from him.

" I grab her arm and smile. She looked at me doubtfully as I pulled her into the car. Nikki blasted the car and played Cardi B the whole way home. Mavy and I singing "Be careful with me" with the wind in our hair. Nothing like a bit of girl time to brighten a shitty day. "I love this song!" Nikki screamed as "Press" came on next. I laughed as I watched Mavy twerk against Nikki's face.

I haven’t sung publicly since eleventh grade, but music is my thing, and I ease right into it by singing the first set of lyrics. “I always say what I’m feeling, I was born without a zip on my mouth. Sometimes I don’t even mean it, it takes a little while to figure me out”, I sing out, and then Courtney takes over. Melanie and I are grinding together and I feel the weight of Jonny’s stare and that of just about every other male here. “And every time we touch boy, you make me feel weak. I can tell you’re shy and I think you’re so sweet. Spending every night under covers and still, I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me”! Ugh, these lines are almost personal! “Or we could just go out for