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𝑂𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑎
My body was on fire.
Every part of me had been ignited by the flames of ecstasy she was laying on me. I cried and whimpered from the pleasurable pain as she gripped me, flipping me onto my back and hooked her arms behind my knees, lifting me up and mounting me on the wall.
She didn't stop. It was like she couldn't stop herself from touching and tossing me. I was too delirious to tell her to stop. I couldn't lie, I wanted more. I wanted to keep going until I couldn't feel myself climax, until I was shaking and crying. The sex was just that good.
"T-too deep!" I whined, pushing and pulling at her body. I wanted her to back up, not stop. "P-please baby, you're t-too deep!"
"I'm not deep enough, princess." Her smoky voice growled by my ear, her hand wrapping around my neck. I released an unsteady breath, my body banging against the wall, tear coming to my eyes. "Fuck! W-wait, that hurts!"
She slowed down, kissing along my neck while whispering softly to me. She wanted me obsessed. She wanted me to beg for more, to be dependent on this moment. I had the strongest feeling that this is how she got all of those women wrapped around her finger. The reason they were all so mad at her.
It was the way she spoke to me. I wanted to marry her just because.
"You know you want more, babygirl. Just say it. Tell me what you want."
I was losing myself to this woman. She had me exactly where she wanted me, had me thinking I would have the upper hand but I didn't.
My eyes rolled back, my thighs tightened around her, "Babyy, p-please– f-fuck!"
I saw her smirking before she'd stuffed her face in the corner of my neck. She pulled out then quickly thrusted back into my core. I screamed, my nails scratching at her back and likely breaking skin.
She intended to break me. To push me further and further until I crashed over the cliff looming ahead.
"I'm the only one who gets to see you like this." Her voice turned harsh. "You. Are. Mine."
The force of her fucking increased with each word until the last plunge pitched me upwards. If not for her hold, I would've collapsed on the floor.
"I-I'm not," I managed over the thundering of my heart. Beyoncé's grip tightened around my throat. "Maybe not," she said darkly.
"But you got what you wanted. What all those girls wanted..." She dragged her dick out slowly, letting me feel every inch of her, before slamming it back in. Electric sensations shot through me, turning my body into a live wire. "Do you see why they act like that?"
