Onika Maraj
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Nicki stepped back as she felt her heart drop to her ass. She stared at him in disbelief as his mouth moved fairly quickly. She couldn't even hear what he was saying. She was stuck.
"And it was wrong, I fucked up and I truly didn't mean to hurt you. You should know that. I want you. I don't want to end this here. I want you to be my wife. I want you to carry my baby girl. I..." Meek stopped talking as he put his head down.
"I'm so fucking sorry." He finished. "And if you really don't want anything to do with me, I think can take that. What I can't take is you counting me as just another man that let you down or hurt you."
Nicki stood there, still in shock. Most of his words were unclear because she went in and out, but she got the picture. Her body froze up.
"Nicki?"
"Is it hot in here? It's definitely hot. Let me go turn the heat off." She spoke quickly as she scrambled away from him. She got to the thermostat seeing that the air was on.
She walked back over to him, "Definitely hot. I'm thirsty, I'll be back." Nicki turned to leave again and Meek stopped her, grabbing both of her arms. She was all over the place as she let her nerves take over her body.
"Calm down." He told her, "Deep breath." Nicki inhaled, taking a deep breath before she exhaled. "Did you hear me?" He asked as he waved his hand in her face.
She slowly nodded, "I think so, yeah."
"You love me?" Nicki asked for conformation. Meek nodded, "I'm in love with you Tanya." She felt her heart beat slow down.
"I don't know... I don't know what to say.."
"I'm not going force you to say anything, but that's how I feel." Nicki stared at him as she went in and out again. She stood there, stuck watching him talk.
"Come on, sit down because you look like you bout' to pass out." Meek directed her to the couch, sitting her down. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a Fiji bottle out the refrigerator, handing it to her. "Drink this."
"Meek.." Nicki started as she closed the bottle up. "Yes?" He said, making eye contact with her.
"You know how I am.. You know I'm sensitive, and fragile, and broken.." Meek nodded his head, "I know, and I've been trying my best to help you out with this stuff."
Nicki nodded, "You have. I might sound like a little girl when I say this, but I can't take another heartbreak, small, or big. I really can't. I've been holding everything together for Christian, for me.. and I can't let you come in and disrupt any of that if you're not sure what you want."
"I-.."
Nicki put her hand up, stopping him, "I'm not finished. This whole little mix up made me feel like I wasn't good enough, and I already feel that way everyday. I'm trying to work on my mental health, and honestly I can't do that and worry about whether you're cheating on me when you leave my sight."
Meek sighed, "I know. I already know these things, which is why I did not, and would never cheat on you. Tanya, when I seen you, I can't lie your body and face caught my attention, but after we began hanging out and spending time together, I knew. I knew right away that I would be putting a ring on your left hand, no second doubt. You're perfect to me."
"I can't keep doing all this talking either. Because not only do my words count for something, but my actions do too."
Nicki nodded her head, rubbing her fingers over her chest. "Okay." She nodded, "I forgive you. I don't ever want to go through this again. I'm not into all that."
"I'm in. I'm all in." Meek got up, grabbing Nicki from the couch. He pulled her up and pulled her into a tight bear hug. Nicki returned the grip, burying her face into his chest.
Meek grabbed her face, making her look up at him. Nicki stared into his eyes. He had to be the one. He'd made her so happy. She wasn't lying when she told him she never felt like this before. It wasn't just the sex. He took care of her mentally.
Meek leaned down, kissing her lips. His phone began ringing and he broke the kiss, pulling it out his pocket. "It's Omelly."
"Leave it." Nicki told him. Meek threw the phone down onto the couch and Nicki grabbed his shirt, kissing him deeply.
Meek picked her up, carrying her upstairs to her bedroom. He opened the doors, shutting them before laying her down on the bed softly. He broke the kiss, tucking her hair behind her ear as he looked at her.
"Are you okay?" He asked her. She responded with a nod. "Do you wanna talk?"
Nicki shook her head, "No. No talking. Actions, right?" Meek chuckled, nodding his head at her. "Okay." Meek leaned down, pressing his lips against hers.
Nicki relaxed her body under him, getting comfortable. She pulled her shirt over her head, letting it fall wherever. "When'd you get this?"
"Uh, stress piercing." She said as they both looked at her new belly piercing. Meek looked up at her, "You can't be doing that." He said right before he smashed his lips into hers.
"Just a few weeks ago it was my body.." Nicki said as she moaned out against his lips. Meek pulled her leggings off along with her thong. Nicki reached down, helping him pull down his boxers.
"Yeah? That was before I told myself I was about to get you pregnant. Now this our body."
Nicki threw her head back, laughing through her moans. "Is that right?" She asked him as he broke the kiss. Meek nodded his head, looking her in her eyes as he slid inside of her.
Nicki's mouth opened in a faint gasp as she felt him pushing inside of her. Her back arched and she quickly retracted, moving up on the bed trying to adjust to him. "Rihmeek.." Nicki moaned out clutching onto his arms. Small broken pants and moans slipped from her lips as she looked at him.
They never broke eye contact until her eyes dropped low as she felt a tingle in her stomach. Nicki looked at him then looked down at him fully inside of her. "I-.." She clenched her teeth together, hissing a bit.
"Go deeper.. It's okay." She said, knowing he was fighting the urge to. Meek turned her face back to him, "Don't look away from me, look me in my eyes." He demanded as he pushed deeper inside of her.
Nicki broke eye contact, turning her head to the side, gasping and moaning. Her hand gripped the pillow her head laid on as she tried to cope with the pleasure. Meek leaned down kissing her lips sweetly before moving to her ear, "I love you.." He whispered in her ear.
"I-.." She stopped talking as a loud moan erupted through her lips. Nicki small hands gripped the thick sheets again. "Hm? You what?" Meek asked wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Baby kiss me.." She said in a angelic voice. Meek grabbed her by her throat, bringing her up for a kiss. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and Meek did the same as he held onto her hair.
Nicki reached down, pulling herself back by the sheets. Meek grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. "What you doing? Hm?" He kissed over her face.
"Nothing," Nicki moaned shaking her head. "Just don't stop."
"I feel... I'm going to..." Meek nodded, kissing her sweet pink lips. "It's okay baby girl.. Go ahead." He reassured her and Nicki arched her back as Meek strokes took over her body. She gripped the sheets as her orgasm ripped through her body.
