What Happens In Vegas pt. 3 [OF]

"So, they selling tuxedos at IHOP now?"

Safaree looked up from Nicki and her eyes followed his. He was now starring at Tasha's cousin, Marcus. He didn't know what to say. He knew that one word from Marcus to Tasha about Nicki would completely destroy his relationship. He was at a lost for words. Nicki began to speak seeing as Safaree was a dead give away that he was up to no good.

"I'm Lauren." She smiled and extended her hand to him. He shook it. "You are?"

"His fiancé's cousin." He looked at Safaree suspiciously then back at Nicki who had gripped his hand a little tighter to get his attention before releasing it and smiling.

"Oh! I've heard so much about her." She said. "We were just finalizing some things for the honeymoon."

"I thought yall wasn't going no where?" Marcus looked at Safaree.

"That's what she thinks. That's why I'm trying to keep things on the down low, ya know?"

"Oh, she doesn't. .  Ok." He smiled and nodded. "Alright, I see you SB. Tasha's lucky."

"Gosh, I wish I was as lucky as her." Nicki said sarcastically with a wide smile but only Safaree picked up on it.

"Well, Imma let you get back to your business man. Nice meeting you, Lauren."

After he walked away Safaree sighed, "Thanks."

"Whatever." She said dully. "I'm ready to go."

The drive back to Nicki's was made in complete silence. Safaree couldn't figure out what had happened in just a short span of time to make her just switch up. When she pulled up to her house she got out without speaking and he followed. She didn't look back as she approached her door. When she heard his door close she hit the alarm.

"Bye, Safaree." She called over her shoulder.

"Nicki, wait." He walked up to her and she looked agitated.

"What?" She folded her arms in front of her and dropped all her weight to one hip.

"I mean, what's up?"

"Nothing, we meet on Tuesday at the courthouse and-"

"No." He searched her face. "What's wrong with you?"

"Safaree, stop." She said sternly and put her hand up.

He looked at her confused. "What?"

"You like me." She stated. "Stop."

"I mean of course I-"

"No, you like me." He didn't respond. "The way you look at me, compare me to your girl. . .I can just tell." She looked at the ground. "Your nice and all but I don't wanna be that bitch on the side, ok? Especially to a married man."

"Nicki-"

"A-after Tuesday I think it'd be best if we didn't see each other again." She looked into his face again and he nodded. She turned and put her key in her door.

"Nicki." He stepped to her. "Look, I just want you to know that you're beautiful." He touched her cheek. "Make sure the next guy treats you right and is worth your time. Make sure that he's a man and he knows how to treat a queen."

A single tear fell down her cheek. He wiped it with his thumb and let his hand rest on the side of her face. He starred into her solemn face. She was strong, so strong that she stopped allowing herself to feel. He wanted, something deep in him needed to save her. He leaned down and kissed her. For a millisecond her body tensed up and her conscious told her to stop but only for a millisecond. Something in her said to let go and when she did she deepened the kiss after wrapping her hand around his neck.

She felt behind her and successfully opened the door and pulled the key out. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked her into the house while he began placing kisses on her neck.

"Mm, lock it." She moaned then tossed the keys.

He turned and pushed her body up against the door and locked it, never taking his lips off of her. She placed her hands on either side of his face and made him look at her. Nonverbally she asked if he was sure and she got her answer when he began kissing her again. He let his hands caress her body before deciding to pull her shirt off. Her was more than pleased with what she had to offer and let his gratitude be shown by the kissing and gentle biting of her skin.

She pushed her hips towards him and caused him to move back. This was her way of signaling him to move and he knew it. As he walked them to her room they took off all the clothing that their position would allow them. When they reached the bed he tossed her onto it and kicked off his shoes and began taking off his pants. She bit her lip as she watched him.

"In the drawer," She pointed. "there's condoms."

When he went to get them she pulled off her pants, not wanting to waist anymore time. The whole thing was like an out of body experience. She knew this was wrong and she wanted to stop but she couldn't. Temptation was at an all time high and it was winning. He came back into view and she watched as he pushed his boxers down. Her heart quickened, and so did the pulsating between her legs, at his size. He had both length and width. She watched as he put the condom on then laid between her legs.

"Make it count." She said. "Make it matter."

He pushed into her slowly and they both exhaled with pleasure. He almost fit her perfectly but she was tighter than he was used to. He began to stroke in and out of her. Nicki could tell that he wasn't all the way in the moment but she needed him to be. She was compromising her beliefs for this and it needed to matter and be worth it. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her more and trusted her hips towards him. She could tell that he wasn't used to this.

"She's boring," She whispered seductively. "I'm not."

She found the strength to roll over and straddle him. She knew that he had it in him to please her but she would have to bring it out of him. She started rocking back and forth slowly. He let his eyes roam her body. Her eyes, they were locked on his face. They read passion and determination. The way her nostrils flared and how she bit down on her lip turned him on even more. His eyes traveled down her body. Every part of her was perfect.

His eyes fell to their connecting point. She hadn't taken him all in. He put his hands on her hips. She smiled, already knowing where he was going. He was taking control, asserting himself. He lifted her then aggressively slammed her back down.

"Ah!" He continued and the more she moaned out the harder and faster he moved her.

"S-s-Safareeee. Ugh." She grabbed his hands and locked their fingers together. She slowed down her pace, not being able to take his anymore, as she pinned his hands above his head and leaned foward. She kissed him before she looked back at her ass. Seeing it bounce up and down in a steady rhythm made her smile and even turned her on a little more. She looked at him again, smiling and pushed up using his chest as she continued to rock.

"Ayee." He slapped her thigh. "Don't get lazy."

She picked up her pace. Her speed only seemed to increase and soon they were both moaning loudly. She didn't even realize how fast she was going but he was impressed. Her muscles began to clinch around him. He flipped her over and rested her thighs on his forearms. He began to quickly pump in and out off her. She gripped tightly to sheets.

"Fuck, uh. . ." She moaned out.

"Shit!" He said.

"Oh, my, Mmm. Don't stop. Please. Hmmm." She panted before letting out a long moan as she came.

He came shortly after but her orgasm hadn't stopped. She was still panting and moaning beneath him. Her eyes were shut tight. He could feel her walls gripping and releasing him as though to say that they wanted him forever.

"Don't move, Safaree." She moaned with her eyes still shut. She'd never experienced an orgasm like this and she wanted him in her until it was over.

For the next hour or so they stayed wrapped in each other physically and conversationally. Neither had experienced sex like that before and if the situation was right they would've had no problems exchanging "I love you's", even if they wouldn't have meant it.

But eventually Safaree would have to go back to his home with Tasha and pretend nothing happened. He would marry her and try to forget all about Nicki but it wouldn't be easy. Once Safaree pulled away from the curb Nicki would try to wash away her guilt in a hot shower but it would stick with her until she found the guy that Safaree was talking about. But even then she wouldn't be content because he wouldn't be able to make her laugh or orgasm like Safaree did and she'd always be waiting for her dose of karma.

"I gotta go." He looked into her face.

"Ok." She forced a smile. Tonight would be a lonely one for her and him both.

"Shower?"

"No," She said. "If you go home smelling like soap she'll know."

"I can't go home smelling like pussy either."

She laughed, "Take a hoe bath."

"A what?" He laughed.

"Its when you hit all the important spots quickly." She laughed but he wasn't getting it. "Just wash your lower half and my lipstick off."

"That's what yall females do?" He looked at her funny.

"Not me but I know chicks who do that right after they come from the salon but right before they hit the club so that they don't sweat out they hair. "

"Nah, you do it." He laughed.

"No, I don't." She laughed. "I shower with the windows and door open to let all the stream out."

"Nah, you nasty!" He laughed.

"Shut the fuck up." She hit him with a pillow.

He stood and picked up a pillow.

"No, Safaree." She stood.

They stood staring at each other trying to figure who would make the first move. Suddenly Safaree ran around the bed towards her. She hopped onto the bed and ran across it then hopped off. He followed her as she screamed and ran through the house. All that could be heard were their laughs. He chased her to the living room until she was backed against the couch.

"I'm sorry." She laughed.

Before she knew it he was on top of her yet again, this time tickling her. She begged for him to stop and eventually he did. They locked into a stare. The same one that had gotten him into her bed.

"Um," She cleared her throat. "You should go."

"Uh, yeah. . .yeah."

Moments later he had wiped away any signs of being in her presence. Nicki coached him on what to do and say when he got home right before telling him, "This will never happen again." and making sure that he knew that it was a mistake. Instead of playing with her own emotions by watching him get in his car to leave she did something else to cause herself further regret. She picked up her phone and called her ex boyfriend. She couldn't stand being alone tonight so she would settle but "only for tonight" is what she told herself.











Note to you guys who read Dricki fics and follow this blog for that: My next post is gonna be Dricki or at least I'm gonna try to make it be. Honestly, its just easier to write OF for me personally but yeah. . .dont worry. I got yall. :)