"Baby...we haven't had sex in so long." Beyoncé complained. Onika smiled at her and nodded her head.
"Good. Now I see that you can be with me for more than just sex huh?" She teased. Beyoncé rolled her eyes and stood from the couch.
It was the Fourth of July and Carol was having a barbecue. Beyoncé wanted to have a quickie, but Onika was still holding off on her.
That was the longest the two had ever went without sex. Together or not.
"You fucking killing me!" Beyoncé yelled walking down the hall. Onika laughed and followed her to the room.
She didn't want to have sex, but would make Bey feel good. Onika yanked Beyoncé's white jeans down, and sat her on the bed.
Her mouth watered at the sight in front of her. She dropped to her knees and stroked her slowly.
Spit gathered in her mouth, and she let it fall. Beyoncé was throbbing already. From not having a release in so long, she was sensitive and ready to explode any second.
"You finna cum already papi?" Onika said seductively. The dirty talk was Beyoncé's weakness.
Onika wrapped her mouth around the tip, and worked her way down. She felt it hit her throat, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. The feeling was something she loved.
Sucking dick was a favorite, and she found no shame in it.
After making Beyoncé cum twice, she slowly pulled the shaft from her mouth and smiled. Cum falling from her lips. "Kiss me."
Beyoncé shook her head and smirked. She knew how Onika felt about not being kissed after head.
"If you don't kiss me... i'm never fucking you again." She gritted. Beyoncé bent down and kissed Nicki sloppily.
"Come lay on your back." She husked. Onika expected that, but wouldn't do it. They didn't have enough time, and Onika didn't want to.
She shook her head and stood to her feet, going to wash her face.
Onika started to put on her clothes, getting ready for the day. Carol had been calling back to back, ready to see her daughter.
She'd invited everyone. Literally, trusted business partners, friends, trusted family. It was one of the biggest parties yet.
Beyoncé sat with a mug, because she was denied. It had been so long that she just wanted a taste.
"Come on Beyoncé. Do what you need to do so we can go." Onika mumbled, putting her bracelet on. "We're matching so you have to wear a watch or something because of my watch and jewelry. Here put this necklace on." Onika handed it over.
Beyoncé got dressed herself and grabbed the necklace. Her face scrunched at it.
"I'm not wearing this girly ass necklace." She passed it back. Onika rolled her eyes and went in her jewelry section of her closet.
Opening the huge door, chains and links dangled from the wall. She gestured her hands towards it, allowing Beyoncé to look.
