Mine Forever - Book 2

Chapter 2

This one is for appreciating my Books.

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The living room was dim, lit only by residual light from the kitchen. 

Nicki's heart raced as she pulled back to stroke Beyonce's jaw. 

Beyonce was afraid for her safety. 

She couldn't help but be touched by it. 

There had been very few people in her life who had really cared about her in that way, and certainly never a Billionaire. 

Her ex probably would have shrugged it off and told her that it was her own fault for volunteering in that part of the city. He hadn't exactly been the nurturing type.

Capturing her hand, Beyonce drew it to her lips, dropping light, soft kisses to her palm. "I had a very hard time not going for your cop's throat today."

"Why?"

"For God's sake, Nicki, the man was eye-fucking you right there in the station." Her answer was harsh.

"He was just being nice-,"

"He was imagining what it would be like to fuck you," she informed her in a raspy voice. "Believe me. I know. And I fucking hated it. I don't like to share."

Gulp. 

Was she insinuating that...

"I didn't know that I was yours." 

Was she?

"You are now."

"Since when?"

"Probably since the first moment I saw you. Definitely since the moment I touched you. And absolutely since last night." Beyonce's hand moved to the back of her neck, guiding her mouth to hers.

She flipped her in one smooth motion, her mouth never leaving hers. One moment she was on her lap, and the next, she was spread out on the massive sofa beneath Beyonce. 

Beyonce kissed her until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, she could only feel. Legs parting to accept her body, she wrapped her arms around her curvy back, trying to get as close to her as she possibly could.

Nicki needed this, needed her. 

She slid her tongue along Beyonce's, desperate to get closer, wanting to crawl inside of her. 

Nicki's hips shifted longingly against Beyonce's groin, whimpering into her mouth when she felt the hard erection straining against her jeans, pushing against her mound, making her crazy to feel her inside of her.

Pulling her mouth away from Beyonce she gasped, "I need you to fuck me, Beyonce. Please."

Beyonce buried her face in Nicki's neck with a guttural sound. "Bedroom."

"No. Here. Now. Right now," she panted. 

She didn't want to move, didn't want to be blindfolded and tied this time. 

Wrapping her legs around Beyonce's waist in silent entreaty, she brought her hands to Beyonce's ass, pulling her against her as she undulated her hips.

"Fuck! I can't think when you do that. I don't want to wait," Beyonce rasped, her hands sliding beneath Nicki's ass, pulling her tight against her raging erection with a low, tormented groan.

"Don't wait. Please." Her body was igniting like tinder on a raging forest fire.

"You know I can't." Beyonce's voice was angry and frustrated, but she didn't release her hold on her ass.