Prologue

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Nicki's POV

My girls and I went straight to the dance floor. Although I hate the club my friends finally managed to get me here with the promise of seeing Beyonce. "Where is she," I asked turning around. They ignored my question and continued talking amongst themselves. After dancing to a few songs we went to the bar to get our drink on. People were buying us all types of shots, but I only accepted 1942. When I really started feeling myself, I knew it was time to slow down and decided on going back to the dance floor. I looked up and noticed her staring at me from VIP. I licked my lips, flipped my hair and looked away. I was winding my hips to the music when the DJ's announcement caught my attention. There she was Ms. Barbados herself. Shit Rihanna and Beyonce, I'd let them both hit. I was smiling at my own joke as I continued winding my hips to Wild Thoughts. I felt a pair of hands on my hips. I smiled and continued giving Rihanna, who was staring at me from the balcony, my attention.

"Fuck you till you burnt out, cremation" the person whispered in my ear as we continued to grind to the beat. I smiled to myself shaking my head.

I sang along to the lyrics "Careful mama watch what you say. You talking to me like your new bae!"

I smiled as I felt her strap on my ass. The person behind me kissed my neck. Eventually Rihanna stopped staring at us and I could fully focus on the woman behind me. "Are you going to take me upstairs or are we just going to continue dry humping on this floor?"

She chuckled and grabbed my hand. I heard a few snide remarks, but I would be salty too if some bitch was getting one on one attention from The Beyonce Knowles. "I'm Nicki," I said in her ear as she lead me through the crowd.

"Your name won't matter by the end of the night," she answered truthfully. I shrugged.

"Well Ms. Knowles, what are we doing," I asked with a mischievous smile.

At this point I was really feeling myself, those shots came back hard. She led me to VIP. I did a quick sweep for Rihanna. I was not playing about letting them both hit, but we seemed to be here alone. Kisses to my neck brought my attention back to the woman in front of me. Wrapping her hands around my ass, she started to pick me up. I looked at her like she was crazy. There was no way in hell the rope was going to hold my weight. In fact she has a song stating such. She looked at me and laughed.I felt her move her hands further down my thighs and lift me, making sure that my legs were wrapped around her waist. I felt her strap again. It seemed quite big, I don't know if I could take it. That's a problem for later though. She led us to another section of vip, and placed me on the couch. I melted into her touch as her hands made her way through my hair, but was quickly reminded that this moment was ravenous and not passionate when she pulled it to tilt my head out of the way She began sucking, biting, and licking the hot spot on my neck. I felt my core heat up.

"May I," she asked as she began to unzip my dress. I nodded in affirmation. She eagerly undid my bra and stared at my breast. "Just as pretty as I imagined," She muttered before flicking my nipple with the tip of her tongue. As not to give one too much attention to one she switched side. I bit down on my lip to contain my moans. Last thing I need is a movie starring me on Pornhub. She kissed her way down my stomach stopping to look up at me.

"Please," I rasped. She slid off my thong and smiled. She looked at my pussy for an extended amount of time, spreading the lips.

"You clean," she asked.

"Yes, I have my results on my phone," I started. Not letting me finish, she slid two fingers inside. I gasped in surprise. She let her thumb press my clit, rotating it while her two fingers made a come here motion. My hand flew up to my mouth.

"Let it out," she growled, switching her hand, and just rubbing my clit with her left. She brought her right hand up to her nose, before putting the hand in my face. I opened my mouth sucking her fingers clean. She smirked before ducking her head between my legs. She flicked her tongue across my clit. I let out a soft moan. The quicker she went the louder I got. She flicked her tongue faster and added her fingers again. I wanted to prolong the inevitable pleasure build up, but it didn't work. My legs started shaking as a powerful orgasm overtook me. She continued licking.

"I can't. Please stop," I said pushing her head away.

"I hope this isn't you tapping out," she chuckled climbing on top of me, and smothering me with a wet kiss. Our tongues wrestled and iI felt her struggling with the buttons on her jeans. Getting impatient with her fumbling, I unbuckled and unzipped her pants, before sticking my hands in the rim of her boxers toyed with them for a few seconds and sliding them off.

"Do you always go to the club with your strap on," I asked.

She chuckled. "This is real. Is that alright? I'll stop if you want," she said. It's Beyonce she could have came with three penises and a vagina and I would have let her fuck.

"No, it's fine," I said. She smiled at me before lifting my freshly pedicured toes and placing them around her waist. She slid into me. I winced adjusting to her size. After a few good long hard strokes she lifted my legs over his shoulder so she could go deeper. "Oh shit!" I screamed. I could no longer contain myself. "Fuck" she started hitting my spot over and over again. "Damn!" I yelled as she grunted.

"Cum," she commanded, looking into my eyes before kissing me again. I felt my stomach turn in knots again, knowing I was about to cum.

"Come for me Bey!" I whispered in her ear.

"You on birth control," she asked, and before I could answer I felt warmness filling me up. We laid there for a moment catching our breath. I felt a quick kiss being planted on my collarbone. "Let's go," she said tossing my dress at me. I quickly got dressed and left the VIP section with her hot on my heels.

I went towards the front door, before feeling her yanking my arm in the opposite direction. "You're coming home with me right," she whispered in my ear. I nodded my head though I don't think she needed a response since the question sounded more like a demand. We went through some sort of celebrity exit I'd never seen before. I studied my feet to make sure I don't fall with how fast Beyonce is dragging me through this club. Beyonce quickly stopped, giving me no choice but to look up. My eyes landed on green irises and I damn near fainted. The eyes led to full lips that gave a small smirk. The woman looking me up and down. My cheeks burned red and I imagined how disheveled I looked. .

"You ladies have fun," Rihanna said with a wink as she walked towards the crowd. We quickly made it to Beyonce's Roll Royce, and I hit my girls with a text saying I'm safe and I'll hit them up tomorrow. I can't wait till I see what the rest of the night brings.


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I hope this sex scene was at least decent. I'm pretty close to Ace so I find sex scenes hard to write. Anyway hope you enjoyed. 

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