5. No Privacy - Flashback

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Nicki ripped the comforter up over herself as Drake attempted to shield her at the same time. Turning to  face the doorway they laid eyes on a very unimpressed Sandi.

"This door stays open." The undertone of anger in her voice made it very clear to them both that she was one hundred percent serious.

"Mom I-"

"No, Aubrey I don't want to hear it." She ran her hand through her blonde locks and exhaled slowly. "I was just coming to let you know that your father is here and we're going out for a bit." She pushed the door open more before peering around Drake and looking and embarrassed Nicki dead in the eye. "Hello Nicki."

"Mrs Graham." Her voice was timid and quiet as she felt Drake's hand grip hers. The awkward tension eased as soon as Sandi stormed back upstairs.

"Shit. That was so embarrassing, I'm sorry." He lay back down as Nicki pulled her bra back on.

"Next time I say stop, just do it." Sliding out of his grip she climbed out of the bed and grabbed her clothes.

"To be fair you didn't say it. You moaned it."

"Ugh, shut up. I can't stand you right now." Wriggling back into her pants she threw her hair up into a messy bun and proceeded to hand Drake his clothes and throw away the pizza box before putting her top on. "Get up."

"Word? You mad with me?" He smirked sexily as he moved her way in just his boxers and pulled her back to his chest.

"No, but it's hot in here and since your parents have gone out we can go back out there." Allowing him to kiss on her neck for a few more seconds she pulled out of his embrace and turned to look at him. "See you up there."

"Aight, well I'mma take a quick shower." He said that on purpose as she turned back around.

"Oh? And, I'm not invited?" Pulling at the drawstring on his pants she moved closer to him until her lips were pressed against his toned chest as she kept her eyes fixed on his. Travelling up with light kisses she felt his hands caressing the small of her back before reaching down and cupping her ass. "Mmm, Drake." Her moans tickled his skin as she was still patterning his chest with her sweet kisses. Sliding his hands down even further her hooked his forearms under her thighs a she gripped on to his neck and lifted her up as he walked them into his bathroom, shutting the door carefully with his foot.

Laying comfortably asleep on the couch Nicki was completely spent after their two rounds in the shower as Drake fixed himself a drink. His parents still weren't home and call him stupidly protective but he wanted to make sure his Mother got home ok before he and Nicki went to bed. After turning the kitchen lights off he moved back into the lounge room and settled down next to his sleeping girlfriend. She was the best thing to ever happen to him, and that was no understatement. He didn't know why but she seemed to keep him grounded and level more than anyone else could, even his Mother. At the young age of twenty he was more than positive that this was love. Feeling his phone vibrate he pulled it out and immediately tensed up seeing the name. It was Deshaun. Back in his more delinquent days Drake associated with more than a fair share of bad people but after his last run-in with the law he called quits, met Nicki and never looked back. Until now. He'd been in contact with Deshaun again for a few weeks now and he was starting to ask favours that he didn't want to be involved in. Texting back a response he slid his phone into his pocket and looked back at Nicki, she was stirring slightly as he watched her. She was so amazing. Being pulled from his thoughts he looked up to see his Mom's car pulling in.

"About freaking time." He remained seated and watched the quiet television with an angry expression on his face.

The door opened loudly which made Nicki flinch out of her sleep and look at Drake in shock. Placing his hand on her thigh he rubbed it soothingly.

"Could you keep it down please?! Nicki was asleep." He was directing the anger more towards his Father but Sandi looked at him sternly before he locked eyes with Nicki.

"It's fine babe." She grabbed his hand and squeezed it before sitting up and moving closer to him, he smirked a little as she winced and instantly put her hand in between her legs on her currently sensitive area. Leaning in to her ear he whispered softly making her shiver.

"I'll be gentle next time, promise." Truthfully he had been really rough even though it was only her second and third time, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.

"Oh? You act so sure that there is gon' be a next time." Interrupting their private whispering Sandi cleared her thought making them both jump.

"Nicki, I'd like you to meet Drake's father, Dennis. And Dennis, this is your son's girlfriend Nicki." Drake sat there looking unimpressed as Nicki stood cautiously to shake his hand.

"Hello."

"My, what a fine lady you found." He looked at his son as Nicki blushed ferociously.

"Yeah, I'm a lucky guy." He didn't face Dennis as he spoke and kept his gaze on Nicki, trying to remain calm. It worked, her flawless face and happy smile brought him back from the brink of an anger filled outburst. "Anyway, we're gonna head back downstairs now-"

"Leave that door open Aubrey Graham."

"Mom!" He shook his head as Nicki quickly grabbed his hand to stop him doing any more.

"Night Sandi, and nice to meet you Mr. Graham."

"Please, call me Dennis."

"Ok, well goodnight." After one last final smile they headed downstairs for the night, leaving Sandi and Dennis alone.

"Why you actin' so strict with him? He's twenty years old today." He laughed heartily as they both sat down.

"Well even without a reason, I raised him so I'll do what I please. But it's not him." He looked at her in confusion before she answered his unspoken question.  "Nicki's only sixteen." She waited for a response from her rekindled lover.

"Oh wow, she's....Very young."

"Yeah, but I trust them both. They're sensible." Although she was secretly worried after catching them earlier on that evening. They weren't actually doing 'It' but it was close enough in her eyes. Luckily she wasn't around to hear him making her moan and scream out his name in the shower.

Back downstairs, with the door shut, Drake was completely unconscious as he slept off his pleasure making from earlier. Nicki was wide awake though, usually after an argument with Safaree he would call but he hadn't. Looking at the time she decided to ring him as she carefully eased out of Drake's embrace and grabbed her cell phone before heading into the bathroom. After it rang for a while she hung up. He didn't answer.

***

It had been almost two months and Safaree and Nicki had still not spoken. She was so cut up about it, she honestly didn't think he would actually do this over one of her boyfriends.

"You kay babe?" He ran his hand across her arm as he spoke.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good. I just wish Safaree would stop actin' like such a brat." She pouted and placed her hands on her crossed legs as they continued watching the movie. Because of all her issues at home Nicki had more or less moved in with Drake and the Graham's had been so welcoming. Dennis had moved back in too which resulted in Drake acting more angrily and aggressively about everything. He'd explained everything to her, how his Dad just up and left his Mom when she needed him most and honestly it broke Nicki to think of Sandi struggling like that but everything was good again now. Hearing him sighing moodily she looked at him for a while before spontaneously straddling his lap.

"Oh?" He knew where this would lead since his Mom was at work and his dad had gone out for a bit.

"Mmmm." She blinked lazily and kissed him as he turned it a little more passionate, grabbing her ass firmly he squeezed her flesh causing her to moan. "Ohh....Lets go...downstairs." She managed to utter between kisses as he'd already started pulling at her t-shirt. Complying with her wishes he lifted her up and made his way carefully down to his room. He threw her on the bed forcefully before ripping his own shirt of and taking his position back over the top of her and kissing her again. She pulled urgently at his belt buckle feeling herself becoming more and more moist every time he touched her. Soon enough he was left stood in his boxers as she had stripped down to her bra and panties. She could see his erection in his boxers and bit her lip. "Oh, is that for me?" The way she spoke turned him on even more as he pulled her panties off slowly, helping him she lifting her legs up, giving him the perfect view.

"Yeah, but we have other things to do first." Before she could say anything he buried his face in between her thighs, licking, sucking and biting on her clit as she moaned. Arching her back she clamped her legs shut around his head and tried to push him away, the amount of pleasure she was feeling was intense. Roughly snatching her hands away he strengthened his grip around her thighs and pulled her to him, holding her there whilst he continued to tease her with his tongue.

"Ah, Drake I'm gonna come." It was nothing more than a breathless moan as she shut her eyes tightly and bit her lip trying to ride out the wave of pleasure as she came. Sitting up as she caught her breath she watched him lick up every last drop before moving back up to her face.

"Ride me." Taking advantage of the control he was giving her she pushed him on to his back before straddling him once again, sliding on to him slowly she heard him exhale as he shut his eyes in pure pleasure. The way she gripped him was insane. Letting out a whimper she relaxed and took in all of him as she slowly started moving her hips. Immediately feeling her he grabbed at her hips and held on to her firmly as he watched her ride him. She looked so good, she felt so good. Suddenly realising her breasts were still imprisoned in her bra he sat up and unclasped it, moaning as he saw them fall out. She continued to work her hips and started riding him harder and faster feeling her second orgasm coming.

"Ohh fuck. Uh, it feels like you're...in my fucking stomach! Ah!" She drew in a sharp breath after her stilted sentence and he felt her legs starting to shake, the mix of pleasure and pain was immense. He hadn't spoke the whole time as he switched between tugging and sucking on both of her nipples and simultaneously reaching a hand between their connected bodies and massaging her clit. "Oh God, Aubrey I'm coming!" He was relieved as he felt himself nearing the edge too, as they both speeded up their movement he pulled away from her chest and let out a few throaty groans himself as she screamed out his name. Neither one of them heard Dennis return as he headed downstairs, he had something for Drake which he hoped would improve his son's attitude towards him. However being almost deaf he hadn't heard Nicki's pleasure-filled screams as Drake switched positions, laying her on her back he pulled her legs up over his shoulders with out pulling out. Continuing with his strokes he felt her walls caving in on him as he gave her his all.

"Fuck Nicki you're so tight!" He wasn't as breathless as she was but she was riding on her third orgasm.

"Yes! Aubrey, uh, right there!" Once again biting her lip she let her left leg slip off of his shoulder and onto his forearm as his hands were pressed on either side of her head. "I'm coming." She let out one last groan as she went silent, he felt her whole body tense up as she came all over his shaft, about to bust as well he kept going but was interrupted by his door slamming. He came with a frustrated grunt before laying in top of her heaving body, the whole room was warm with their body heat. He could feel her heart beating as he lay his head on her chest. Neither one of them could breathe properly for a while as the lay together, still connected before he pulled out of her gently.

"I can't believe we can't have one single fucking moment without been walked in on!" He'd returned from his pleasurable high as he stood up angrily and snatched his clothes off the floor. Nicki was beyond exhausted as she pulled the comforter up over her naked body.

"Do you think they saw?"

"Yeah, and if it was Mom she's gon' be so pissed." Huffing angrily he stood up and threw his shirt back on. "You stay here I'll go see who it was, wish me luck." He bent down and kissed her before heading back upstairs. Now he was regretful about mocking his mother as he said to Nicki "This door stays open!" Cringing he shook the thought from his head and entered the kitchen to see a dishevelled looking Dennis sat stone-faced.

"You disobeyed your Mother Aubrey." He didn't look at him as he rested against the kitchen counter.

"Like you care?" He scoffed before turning more serious as he heard the front door open and Sandi walked in.

"Oh, hello I didn't expect to see you home yet." She looked at Dennis before looking at her sweaty looking son. "You been workin' out dear?" She proceeded to put the grocery bags and her work bags on the kitchen table and turned around to wash her hands as Drake and Dennis looked at one another. Dennis started to speak, making his son's eyes pop and his breath catch in his throat.

"No, we uh, were shootin' hoops whilst Nicki had a nap. Ain't that right?" A confused Drake stuttered for a moment before agreeing.

"Yeah, he completely whooped my as-" He stopped himself as Sandi glared at him. "My behind, he whooped my behind."

"Well somebody needs to get it together!" She pinched what little fat there was on Drake's stomach as he frowned. "Well I'm just gonna go get out of this uniform before I start dinner. Oh, and tell Nicki I got the chicken from somewhere else since the other one made her sick." After she'd gone there was an awkward silence.

"Just 'cause you covered for me doesn't mean I'mma like you." He paused seeing his Dad's defeated face. "But I'm thankful, you didn't have to do that and you still did, so thanks." He smiled before speaking again. "Just for the record though, you wouldn't beat me."

"Really? I'll have to take you up on that, prove you wrong." They shared a laugh for the first time.

"Aight well I'mma go take a shower." He nodded his head as his Dad before walking away but stopped suddenly. "Oh, you didn't see any-"

"No, the only thing I saw was yo' pale ass and her legs, nothing else." He knew what he was going to ask and answered before he'd even finished asking. "Just as long as you'r using protection and you ain't pressurin' the girl-"

"Ok, thas enough now! Later Dad!" He cringed as he headed back downstairs again, thinking about what he'd just said he realised they hadn't used a condom and he didn't pull out. "Shit." Quickly thinking he went through his drawers as Nicki slept and found her tab of morning after pills and sat them on his night stand. Little did either of them know that she was already eight weeks pregnant.

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