ROCKSTAR LIFESTYLE {COMPLETED}

8

Beyoncé
LA
July 31st

"Wassup Draya," I hugged her, my hands resting on the small of her back. Her dress was backless and from what I could feel, she was bare underneath.

"Did Chris tell you what I said?" She whispered, cradling my head.

The tension between Draya and I was only growing stronger. She was only coming on stronger. Even after the internet blew up about my third baby mama.

Usually Draya was on Chris' ass, respecting whatever the two of them had going on. But it seemed like she didn't even care anymore.

I answered, my hands caressing her back, "Nah you tell me."

"I want you inside me while he kisses me."

"And then what?" I held onto her ass, bringing her closer to me.

"And then you give him his turn."

"Oh it's about him? You don't care about me baby?" I gave her neck a quick kiss and she shivered.

"You get to go first."

I didn't give a damn, but she was getting so wet. She was a classy lady, a lady that knew what she wanted. Whatever she requested, we would give her.

"Want me to go get him?"

"Uh uh. It's just me and you," She held my cheeks and kissed me. She kissed me like she had been waiting to get her hands on me. She didn't know how long I'd been waiting for her to make her move. Chris pissed me off. He just had to go and actually develop feelings for Draya. I tried to wait, but he was taking too damn long.

Now I had my tongue tangled with hers, groping all that ass she had. I was famished, needed to fuck something bad. Going this long without had me starving.

I walked her backward until she hit the wall and I slid my hand between her thighs. She was burning up, so hot and wet and my fingers hadn't even reached their destination.

Before they could get there, the studio door opened, Baby's 'oh' interrupting us. I pulled away from Draya, frustrated as hell. He opened that door and took away our momentum.

"My bad, I didn't know y'all were... busy."

"Wassup?" I tried to wipe Draya's lipstick off of me, but I knew it wasn't all gone.

He held his phone out to me.

"Which one?"

"Which one do you think?"

"I got two off the chain ones now," I took his phone from him and walked out into the hallway, "What's up?"

"Where the fuck is your phone?"

I sighed, "Do you need something Onika?"

"Please don't piss me off right now."

"I'm gonna tell you what I tell Solana's delusional ass. I cannot read your mind. Tell me what I did this time."

"What's today?"

"The 31st right?"

"Beyonce I went to that damn appointment by myself. Do you know how embarrassing that is when all these people that I don't know knows when my appointment is but you don't? How many times did I remind you?!"

"I'm—"

"How many times?!"

"Relax Onika I—"

"Get here now!"

Before I could reply, she hung up the phone.

I was so damn confused. I didn't even know that she had an appointment today. I couldn't even recall her reminding me over and over like she claimed.