No Love [Book 1]

Chapter 25

Nicki Minaj POV

"Safaree, baby, put me down. Put me down!" I laugh harder when Safaree keeps runnin' wit' me on his shoulders.

"Baby, c'mon put me down. I'ma listen to you." I beg him when he keeps runnin' anyway. He finally stops tho' when we end up outside of the house. Inna back.

"You are? Say you love me right now," he says. I just look at him.

"Negro, not after you don' ignore me. I ain't sayin' shit." I said.

Safaree shrugs. "A'ight, suit yo'self," he says as he points behind me. He wouldn't dare.

Safaree wraps his arms 'round me when he dives us into the pool. This motherfucker don' fucked up. My hair.

"You bastard!" I shout when I come back up to the water. 

"Nigga, you don' fucked up."

"Say you love me. Say it now!" Safaree says as he swim close to me. I walk backwards as he swims up in front of me.

"Make me nigga," I flash a grin. He dives under the water, pops back up and pick me up again. My back hits against the wall of the pool. He smiles.

"A'ight bet." Safaree says, kissin' my neck, slow. I bite my bottom lip and let out a whimper.

He rubs his hands all over me and I grab his face, lookin' him deep in his eyes. I press my lips against his, slidin' my tongue quickly in his mouth. He slides his onna bottom of my lip, beggin' fo' his enterance. Safaree wraps my legs 'round his lower body as he begin grindin' against me. My body launches onto his and stays in place, I move my lower body in the same rhythm as his.

"Say you love me Nicki," he whispers in my ear.

"I know you do."

"If you know I do than why I gotta say it?" I tease him, which, makes him move extra fast on me.

"Ah, ah, Safaree. Whoa, oh, ooo, yes." I moan louder.

"Just say you love me and I'll stop." Safaree laughs.

"Maybe ion want you to." I said.

He lifts me up so I can sit a lil' onna ground, but, he pulls me a lil' close up to him. And when he do, he smacks my thighs before he grinds extra fast. I bite down on my lip as I moan crazy like. Safaree eyes watches my boobs bounce up and down; like a man jugglin' oranges. I can tell he like what he is seein' when I feel him gettin' hard.

"Ahh, ahh, ah shut Safaree. I'm there. I'm I'm gettin' there. Uh! Safaree." I moan.

"I love you,"I say.

"See," he stops.

"Now was that so hard?"

"Kinda," I smile, collapsin' onna ground in pleasure.

"Kinda,"  he mocks me.

"Girl, you somethin' else."

"Right 'bout that bae." I said.

"I'm just so glad we made up, y'know. I thought we would have never gotten back together.  Promise me that ain't true."

Safaree jumps up onna ground wit' me as he lays beside me. "Nicki, I got you and you got me. I love you and ain't no other broad can take yo' place."

"I know, I know, but promise me that... That our love will last fo' good. Ion want no other man in this world but you bae." I said, honestly.

I been wit' Safaree for too long, too long to let some bitch fuck it all up. Too long to let what me and August did fuck it all up too. Safaree is the man that I see myself gettin' married too. Havin' lil' kids by: Quincy, for a boy, and Chardonnay , for a girl. I wanna be Mrs. SafareeSamuels.

I wanna be wit' Safaree.

Not wit' August Alsina...