𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ & 𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑒

6

𝑂𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑎

Maybe I made a mistake.

As I sat at the edge of her California king bed, contemplating a stealthy escape, I can't quite help recalling the events from last night. Having had only been hours prior, it felt like it was light years away.

I was breaking my own sanity the more I sat here, giving up more of myself the longer I played this game with the woman showering in the other room, hurting myself the closer I got to falling.

"It isn't worth it," I remind myself, feeling my chest becoming heavier. Getting out of her bed, I allowed the bottom of Beyonce's Versace robe hit my legs as I scoured the room for my clothes. "She'll only hurt you, Onika. Don't fall for it." Whispering incessantly to try to make myself see the fault in all I've done, I freeze the moment she makes her presence known.

Standing straight, I turn to her fully. Her face scrunched, very likely to be upset that I was leaving her again. "Really Onika?" She chuckled bitterly. I try not to salivate as I sneak a glance at her toned body and the bulge beneath her towel. Aroused, my thighs squeezed together trying to control it. "Go if you want, princess. I won't stop you." She rolls her eyes and makes her way to the dresser.

I want you to stop me...

"Good." I say as smoothly as possible, placing all of my clothes on the bed and pulling them on slowly, one by one. For some reason I can't find my underwear, but that's fine I guess. When I was finished I collected my bag and took off. I would've loved to see what she'd do to make me stay, but maybe it's for the best that we keep it casual.

I made it outside and as soon as I went to call Lauren, I heard that infuriatingly cute nickname. "Princess, you forgot something." I gazed up at the window and gasped. Beyoncé leaned out of it with my panties hanging from her mouth. She laughed, probably from my face and took it out, smiling at me. "Bring yo ass back in this house and stop playing with me."

I hesitate for a moment then made my way back inside. "Beyoncé, you asshole! Give me my stuff back!" I huffed, pushing open the door to her room, only to be met by that smirk. She held my property over my head and when I went to reach for it, she wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me closer. "Really Nic, you tryna play that game with me again?"

A soft whimper fell from my lips in place of an answer. I loved it when she got rough with me. It was the only time I let myself give up control. But I had to stick to my plan. "I– I have classes to attend Bey–" she tightened her grip, leaning down to drag kisses along my jaw. I moaned softly against her neck. "Baby..."

"Why you lying, princess? You not even giving me the chance to spoil you today." My legs tremble under me, ready to collapse and force me to submit but I couldn't. Fuck, she makes this so hard.

C'mon Onika, you know better.

"I-I can't.." I lie again. There were no classes for me today nor tomorrow as I specifically requested at the beginning of the semester. I needed to get out of here though, I can't afford to get caught up.