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Chapter 63

Beyoncé's POV
Concert
March 27

Onika and I were right now front row of a concert. It was a Monica concert because Onika loved her. Even though she had mostly rap on her playlists, she loved singers too.

She was belting the lyrics to a song I didn't know the name of. But I'd heard her sing it before.

"I will cross the ocean for you!" She screamed the next lyric. Then she turned to me for the next part. "I will go and bring you the moon!"

I pecked her lips and she turned her attention back to the stage.

I admired her as she sang every song that came on, without missing a beat. Like she was really in love with Monica.

I was clutching her black Chanel bag as she swayed to the music. She was wearing a green cropped top and green pants to match.

"Bey, she just made eye contact with me." Onika excitedly turned to me.

"I would hope so, paid too damn much for her not to look at you." I joked and she just cheesed.

"Not too much on my Mo." She rolled eyes. I gently grabbed her jaw and made her look me in my eyes.

"Huh?" I brought her face to mine, so we were only a centimetre apart. My lips ghosting over hers. Her breath hitched and I let go.

"I don't like you." She looked regained her composure.

"You love me, baby."

"That I do." She leaned into my body. I wrapped my free arm around her.

As we were swaying to the music, we got a shoutout from Monica.

"I'm dedicating this next song to that couple over there." She pointed towards us and Onika pointed to herself. "Yes you, in the green."

Then she started singing and Keyshia Cole came out to sing with her. Onika was holding in her happiness the whole time. It was so cute.

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"That was the best thing ever." Onika kept talking about it. All the way back to the hotel.

"I'm jealous." I mumbled when we entered the elevator.

"Why?" She asked after pressing our floor number.

"You love Monica so more than me."

"I love you guys equally. Monica may have a little bit more of my love. But just a small, tiny bit." She shrugged.

"Damn." I hung my head.

I knew exactly what I was doing. If I played my cards right, I'd kiss her.

"I'm sorry, Bey. Come here." She opened her arms for me. I walked over there with a slick smirk.

"Can I have a kiss?" I pouted.

"Why not?" She put her hands on the sides of my face and pulled me in.

Our lips connected and the kiss was slow and passionate. We were in sync as my hands travelled up and down her sides.

The contact with her bare skin sparked something in me. I deepened the kiss when she gave me better access to her mouth.

I attacked every corner of her mouth in the ways I knew. The kiss immediately became heated and our tongues fought for dominance. For the first time in a while, she was genuinely beating me.

The elevator pinged and we got off on our floor. But we still didn't part from our kiss.

We stumbled all the way to our door before we pulled away for air. I wasted no time unlocking it and we both went in.

The second I turned, the kiss continued. She was pulling me her way, as she walked backwards.
When she tripped and fell on the bed, I fell directly on top of her.

Out of instinct, I took my shirt off and reached for my jeans. My tongue still down her throat after taking my shirt off.

Her hands went to my jeans to help me take them off. Since my ass was so fat. I tried hard not to giggle at what I thought.

Just when I went to take my boxers off, she stopped me. I was basically hovering above her. She was panting.

"I can't." Her hands covered her face, like she was embarrassed.

"That's ok." I completely stepped out of my jeans. We'd brought a small change of clothes since we were staying the night.

"It's not. I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologise." I pecked her face repeatedly to show her I wasn't upset. "If you're not ready then that's fine. We don't have to do anything."

"I am ready but..." She couldn't finished her sentence so she groaned. She quickly sat up. "I am. Let's do it now."

"You're not ready." I gave her a sympathetic smile. "That's perfectly fine. I can wait. We can wait."

I watched her lay back down. She threw her arms over her face, still laying on her back.

I knew for a fact she wasn't ready. So I wasn't going to try convince her. If she wanted sex then she'd come to me when she was ready. As of now, I needed her to be comfortable.

"Let's go brush our teeth so we can cuddle." I cheerfully spoke which made her crack a smile.

After we brushed our teeth. I shredded down to my sports bra and boxers. She threw on a pair of pyjamas that she brought, when she locked herself in the bathroom.

The second she came out, she got in bed with me and laid her head on my shoulder. We turned on the tv and watched whatever was on.

The only reason we came to the hotel was because the concert was happening in Dallas, so we had to leave Houston.

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