Nicki woke up to a sore feeling in between her legs. She groaned as her eyes slowly opened and she adjusted to the light. "Why is this pillow so fucking hard?" She mumbled and lifted her face off the pillow. Her eyes went wide when she saw that it was not a pillow, it was a person. It wasn't some random person, it was her boss Drake Graham. Her married boss. She tried to quickly hop out of the bed but the pain between her legs stopped her. "Shit!" She felt like something was tearing her apart. She looked down between her legs and saw Drake was actually still in her. Drake woke up at the sound of her scream and he stared at her in shock.
"Nicki," he said in a questioning voice. He tried to move but felt cold metal against his wrist. "You chained me up!?" He snapped at her.
"What are you even talking about!? You are the one who still has his dick inside of me. I feel like I'm being torn apart!" She snapped back.
"What the hell happened last night?"
"I can't remember anything," she sighed.
"We must have been fucked up." Drake knew that this was a horrible situation and his wife would kill him. "We need to get out of this," he spoke sternly.
"How the fuck are we supposed to get out of this? I'm dryer than the Sahara Desert and you woke up already hard. How big are you? I feel like I'm being torn apart," she complained.
"I don't know," he shrugged.
"How the fuck do you not know?"
"It's not like I sit here and measure my dick," he pointed out. She groaned again and tried to think of ways around this mess.
"Can you not be hard? Maybe if you thought of something then you will soften up and I could slide off you," she suggested. He tried to think of anything but all he saw was a young sexy girl on top of him. He used to wonder what Nicki would be like in bed and now he can't even remember. "You're getting harder! What the fuck Drake!?" Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Obviously that's not gonna work. How about you think of something to make you wet and then you can slide off," he finally spoke his thoughts.
"Nothing can get me wet right now. I feel like I'm trapped in a nightmare." She felt her eyes tearing up. This entire thing is fucked up. How could she fuck her boss who's married with children? She felt like such a whore.
"Please don't cry. Let's just try to get out of this situation the way we ended up in it."
"You mean by having sex? It's bad enough that I did it drunk but now you want me to do this sober?" Nicki looked at him in disbelief.
"Do you have any better ideas?" He suggested. She sighed and thought about another way out of it but there wasn't. He was right, and she figured that she might as well get this over with.
"Let's try it," she sighed before she leaned down and connected their lips. It was a foreign feeling, but she knew that she had to get this over with. He kissed her back hoping to make her feel less nervous. She deepened the kiss and Drake started to get really into it. She moaned and started to feel herself getting turned on. She was trying to block out that she felt like a cheap whore but it's hard. She pulled away and they stared at each other.
"Now try going up just a little bit," he instructed. Nicki nodded as she bit her lip and raised up slightly. She realized that they were getting somewhere when she saw some of him out of her.
"Maybe if you weren't so big, I'd be out by now," she told him once she went back down.
"How are you not soaked yet? Most girls are once they kiss me," he chuckled.
"Because I'm not like most girls. Just kissing someone is not gonna get me wet. I love head and I can't exactly get it from this position. I like kisses all throughout my body. I like when a man can find my spot," she went on with her likes and Drake listened.
"Lean down for a minute why don't you?" She was confused but she leaned down. He moved her hair to one side and let his lips hit her neck.
"I'm known to find spots that make people squirm," he mumbled as he kissed her neck softly. When he felt her shiver, he knew he found her spot. He bit down, and she let out a moan. It was hard for her to get off him because he kept getting harder. She was someone he never would have thought that he would have in this position. He used the one hand that wasn't tied up to slap her ass hard.
"Fuck!" She moaned out.
"Try again," he whispered. Nicki moved up again and noticed he was coming out more than the last time.
"You're still not out," she groaned. He laid a hand on her waist and used his strength to slam her back down. "Drake!" She moaned out and he hadn't heard something so hot before.
"Lean down," he demanded. She did as she was told, and he connected their lips. His hand went between their bodies and found her pussy. He massaged it since that was all he could really do. She moaned and continued to kiss him. His wife barely had sex with him so finally being with someone, he couldn't help but to get harder.
"This isn't gonna work if you keep getting turned on," she mumbled against his lips.
"Can you blame me?" He mumbled back. She pulled away and sat up on him. She went to her hair and removed the hair tie that was holding it up in a ponytail. Her long hair came flying down her back as she arched her body.
"I guess not," she sent him a smirk and tried to go up again. He pulled her back down before telling her to continue going up and down. He played with her clit as she started to fuck him. She realized that they were really having sex at that moment. "I might be able to get you out of your handcuffs," she said as she went back down. He questioned her, but she dangled a bobby pin between her fingers. "I had one in my hair," she motioned to why she took her hair down. She leaned over to reach up and all Drake saw were her breast in his face. He wanted to lean up and take one in his mouth, but he couldn't reach that far. She played with the handcuffs before it finally clicked. He smiled as she let his other hand be free.
"This might hurt a little," he warned her. Before she could question him, he already flipped them over, so he was on top.
"Ow," she groaned while feeling him inside of her.
"Sorry," he sent her an apologetic look.
"You're in control now Mr. Graham and I wanna be soaked," she said with a grin.
"You calling me that is low key a turn on," he warned her before moving out of her. He started to realize why she struggled. He was just too big, and she was too tight. It felt great, but it was hard to get out of. He pulled out halfway and then slammed back into her. She threw her head back and moaned. His lips went to her right breast as he played with her other. Nicki was overwhelmed with him taking charge and realized that she was enjoying this. He pulled out again and she realized that he was almost completely out before pushing back into her.
"Drake," she called out before he could try to pull out again.
"Yeah?" He looked down at her with concern written all over his face.
"Before we um finish this, can you make me cum?" She asked before she could change her mind. He was shocked by her words but realized that he wanted to continue to have sex with her. She felt too good to pull out all of the way.
"It would be my pleasure," he grinned. Nicki sighed out of relief. He pulled out again and slid completely out of her. "You told me what you like, I should at least show you how I please a woman," he said before spreading her legs and going in between them.
"What?" She was confused until she felt him kiss her inner thighs.
"I'm gonna enjoy this," he mumbled before letting his lips kiss her other lips. Nicki tried to grasp the bed sheets as he started to really eat her out. "You said you wanted to cum, right? You never said how many times nor how many ways," he warned her before he added his fingers.
"Drake," she moaned as she experienced the best head of her life. He had her cumming within minutes. He kissed his way back up her body and slid back into her. They both sighed in pleasure as he started to fuck her the right way.
"I've wanted this for a while," he said before kissing her again. Nicki was shocked by his words but moaned into his mouth when she felt him deep inside her. How could one be so big? His lips went to the other side of her neck as he marked her up.
"I'm about to cum," she warned him.
"Me too. Are you on the pill?" He asked her as his speed increased.
"Yes," she said, and he smiled at her answer.
"Wanna feel me fill you up completely?" Nicki nodded with a moan as they both approached their high points. "Fuck," Drake moaned when he felt her tighten against him. She moaned his name as she came completely undone and he came shortly afterwards. Nicki felt his cum shoot throughout her and couldn't believe that he was filling her up so much.
"Oh my god," she said in disbelief as Drake was finally done. He leaned on top of her as they both tried to catch their breath. "That was amazing," she admitted.
"You were amazing." He leaned down and kissed her softly.
"Hate to break up the party but I'm gonna need the whore to get the fuck out of my bed," they heard a stern voice. Drake pulled away and saw his wife standing there. "You're fired by the way," she told Nicki. Drake pulled out and groaned once he saw his cum coming out of her. It was all over the bed. "Throw away the sheets," was the last thing his wife said before leaving. He sighed as Nicki hurried to get dressed.
"Nicki," he tried but she shook her head.
"I am a whore. If I never asked you to make me cum, we would've been out of this faster and she wouldn't have caught us. I'm sorry for screwing up your marriage and I hope that she can forgive you," she said as she pulled her top on. She was fully dressed and was looking for her phone.
"I wanted this too. I wouldn't have let you out of this bed without feeling satisfied," he corrected her. She sent him a sad smile once she found her phone.
"I hope it all works out with you," she said before leaving. He sat there stunned by everything that just went down. He only had a minute to himself before his wife came in.
"You had to bang the babysitter? Really Drake!?" She yelled at him.
"Be quiet before the kids hear you," he warned her.
"You weren't concerned about that when you had her in our bed," she snapped.
"We woke up like that. I don't know what happened last night, but we woke up with me inside of her. I was only trying to get out," he admitted.
"That was almost believable, but you enjoyed that. Just look at the sheets Aubrey! You never cum that much when we have sex!" She felt herself getting angry. "Is it because she's young? Did you have some babysitter fetish? Did you want my attention since I apparently don't give you enough?" She asked question after question.
"I don't know why," he shook his head.
"Do you want a divorce?"
"Do you?" He flipped the question around.
"I'm willing to get through this because of the press and everyone. I don't need them looking down at me and I need you by my side to do it. We're getting a new babysitter and it's going to be a male. Hopefully that can contain your desires. I mean handcuffs? Really?" She shook her head and left the room. Drake eyed the handcuffs and smiled. Nicki was definitely gonna be a memory to last. All his wife cared about was the opinion of others. He always felt like that was the only reason why she married him. It never felt like true love and he's been thinking about a divorce for a while. The only problem is their children. One is six while the other is three years old. He always wanted his children to grow up in a better household than he did but he wasn't sure how much longer he could last. Nicki was just a wake-up call that this marriage wasn't working out.
"Shit," he shook his head and got up to take a shower.
~
"I just wanted to tell you that I'm getting an abortion," Nicki told Drake as she sat in her car. She was outside of the building, but she thought he might as well know.
"Are you crazy?" He snapped at her.
"Are you!? Why the fuck would I keep the baby?" She snapped right back.
"I could help you out and try to fix some things," he mumbled as he tried to think.
"You're married Drake and you have kids. This baby would only be in the way of the both of us. You know this is the best thing to do," she explained. He sighed and knew she was right but didn't want to give up his baby. Who would want that?
"Look, just meet me face to face before doing this. We need to talk," he pleaded.
"Fine." It only took two hours for them to meet up at a café.
"It's been a while," he sent her a soft smile.
"Two months to be exact," she shrugged.
"I know it's fucked up how this baby came about but don't you want to give it a chance? I will raise this child just like my others," he promised her.
"Your wife would never allow that," she disagreed.
"Last time I checked, I didn't have a wife." He wiggled his left hand and she saw that his ring was off.
"She was that mad?" Nicki stared in shock. From the outside, they were a picture-perfect couple. The rich millionaire with the beautiful model. Everyone loved them together.
"I needed to get out of that relationship. She only cared about her status and I needed more than that. We're trying to co-parent the best that we can," he explained. Nicki sat in silence while trying to think about her decision. "I want to give this baby a chance and we have a nice energy with us. Would it be so bad to have me be your baby daddy?" He joked, and she finally cracked a smile.
"Wouldn't it be too much? You're already co-parenting with her, why try with me?" She tried to think of another excuse.
"I want to give this baby a chance and we can try to be friends. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"As long as I don't wake up on top of you then it would be," she chuckled.
"Then can we try it?" He offered his hand.
"I guess so," she agreed and shook it.
2 Years Later
"Aubrey, friends don't do this," Nicki moaned as he pinned her against the wall. His lips already found her spot and she was trying to stay quiet.
"I think we're way passed that friends title," he joked as he pulled back. She rolled her eyes playfully as she stared at him.
"I should've known that your plan from the beginning was to have me back in your bed," she shook her head.
"You know I would put a ring on your finger in a minute if you would let me. I want more than sex Onika, but you refuse to let me have that," he reminded her.
"Everything is working out with the co-parenting and I don't want to ruin that. Our baby girl deserves both of us here." She was sick of going back and forth with this topic.
"Why wouldn't we both be here? I love you and I know you love me. We can make this house a home and start having more kids," he grinned at her.
"Look what happened with your last marriage."
"This is different and we both know that. Don't try to bring the past up like that. I had problems with my ex-wife long before you came along. What we have is real. Granted, we didn't start out in the best way. I would've preferred to get to know you a bit better before having sex, but it turned out to be fate," he smiled as she pushed him off her.
"Don't use that situation and put fate in the same sentence. You woke up inside of me while being handcuffed to the bed. What kind of shit is that?" She laughed before going over to the mirror and fixing her hair.
"One day you're gonna accept a ring from me," he spoke with confidence.
"Maybe one day," she shrugged.
"Maybe for now, you'll accept this." She looked at him through the mirror and saw him dangling handcuffs. "It's your turn to be cuffed up."
