𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀.★

𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝟏𝟑!

LONG CHAPTER <3!

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐘𝐍!

   Onika was of a new interest.

    Rather, she interested me. She was captivating to me, so much that if I stared long enough, I knew I'd get caught up in her rapture. She had me going out of my way to ensure her. This was never the plan though, I wanted another person to lust on, but I find myself slipping deeper.

  I leaned towards her, examining every inch of her face; beautiful cheekbones with dimples that appear with every slight movement of her face; the faint blush that spreads on them, almost never going away, the arched eyebrows, beautifully puckered lips; she was such a pretty girl.

  It was obvious who I'd been speaking to in that moment with my wife, I felt her gaze on me, it only excited me to no end, embarrassment was not something that came easily to me. I'm starting to feel for Onika what I feel for Beyonce.

It scared me.

  The shorter woman was just so impressionable, sweet, bashful. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced; unlike any lady I'd fucked. Not even Beyonce. I was attracted to my wife's confident, boisterous demeanor. That was too, out of the ordinary.

I had kinks; these two would satisfy them. I can't wait until Onika decides to join us. Both of my women were gorgeous. Her big eyes widened, and her lip quivered slightly, as I noticed she was flustered, more than usual that is.

I chuckled, deciding to get started. "You enjoyed the show, didn't you?" Onika started to cough, not in a sick way though, she had been caught off guard.

"Well, I Uh-Sorry..." her eyes shut closed as if she thought I was going to strike her. I took ahold of her chin and brought her face to mine.

"Please; open your eyes love." Slowly but surely, her eyelids began to open. I bit of a smile graced my face. How adorable. I loved that she obeyed, like a little slut.

My little slut.

"You did nothing wrong, I'd love for you to join us next time, though."

Us mentoring her was far from our actual intentions, and though I was a woman of my word, I made concessions, bending my morals a tad-bit.

"I- that's not..." She tried to look away, but I wouldn't let her. I pressed my lips to her forehead, making her pink colored face heat up to red.

"There's no need to be scared; you know. We've already seen you." Onika's eyes widened as her eyes went downcast, avoiding my intense gaze.

"Have you forgotten?"

"No.." I tilted my head at her answer. I already knew why.

"I could never forget that, even if I tried." Hm. I took her out of her chair and placed her on my lap, her plush body straddled mine.

"Good." I then forced my lips to hers- she invited me in with no problem. I took this time to explore her mouth, issuing my hands to fondle with her shirt.

  The feeling of every crack and crevice in her body was so alluring. She made me want to break the agreement- what Beyonce and I had in place. I wanted to be the one to take her- immediately. I loved her taste.

  Cherries. When I finally pulled away, I glanced at the door. I knew Beyonce would be coming soon. I turned back to Onika before I decided that I might have to cut our conversation short.

"It's your decision, but you have a key now. Tonight at 2:32 AM, specifically. I'll be on floor 1, behind the locked door that is." Onika grimaced.

"What do you mean?" I smirked.