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N****s In Paris

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Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray
She said Ye can we get married at the mall?
I said look you need to crawl 'fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all

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It's the ninth performance this week and I'm tired as fuck.

I told her it was over after the fourth concert and all she did was laugh and say a 'yeah aight, Bey' before walking away.

We hadn't talked since. That was until this afternoon during rehearsal and Rih would subtly touch me here and there or whisper the fucking pet names she groans into my ear during sex, or stare at me with that hunger in her eyes.

And I can't lie... this shit makes me so weak and so fucking wet.

Having to watch her night after night after the break up was torture, especially when he gets to kiss her cheek.

Each time they perform 'Talk That Talk' she keeps her eyes on me the entire time. Fuck... I'm screwed 

'Like da concert, behbey?' She whispers quietly in my ear once she exits the stage.

I take in a shaky breath as her hand subtly rubs against my ass as she walks towards her dressing room.

Moments later Shawn comes out and tells me the guys wanted to chill. I eagerly accept his decision with a smile and nod of my head.

"Wait... you coo with this?" He asks skeptically.

"Yeah, nah, that's fine." I smile again and shrug. He smiles and kisses my cheek before walking away from me.

I quickly go to my dressing room and have my assistants help me strip quickly, making it so I only had on my black thong and bra under my robe. I barely wait a few minutes before going to her dressing room next.

I knock and walk in right after, not waiting for a response. She's sitting in front of her vanity in just a robe, already undressed from her performance outfit, and looks at me through the mirror with a smirk.

"Hi princess." She says with the smirk still intact.

I look at the ground with a blush before looking back at her. "Hi daddy."

She turns around and looks at me with her eyes slightly slanted and smiles. "Someone miss daddy?" She asks before standing up. I see she has nothing on underneath her slightly opened robe, showing part of her breasts.

I inhale deeply and look back to the ground. "Ah ah, look at me, babygirl." She says and walks towards me, and I immediately obey her command.

She's barely a foot away from me before her hand reaches out quickly and wraps around my throat. I gasp and feel that intense throb below. "Answer me."

I whimper and try looking at the ground once more, but her grip tightens around my neck. "Look at me and fucking answer." Her tone deeper and sexier than before. I bite my lip and nod my head. I see her eyes darken and immediately know what that means.

"Yes, daddy. I missed you."

"Good gyal." She says as her lips land on my chin, kissing me before slowly and softly moving up towards my ear. "Wha happened tuh you ending dis? Huh?" She asks tauntingly.

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