(Like 90% of this chapter is butt stuff LMAOO)
This wasn't our first time having this conversation or even our first experience with this so I wish she'd wipe the duh look off her face while I made my proposal.
"Babe stop. You said-"
"Onika." She dragged out.
"Beyonce!" I exclaimed.
I was persistent about this because I knew how much she wanted it.
Just as much as she wouldn't ask for it, in fact; fight me on it.
She can't ever let her home boys know she fuck with this, she can't even let herself know.
She was a walking definition of denial. I just gazed at her while she ranted about why she doesn't want to do it, couldn't possibly want it- not while being the big bad wolf that she is.
She literally reasoned with herself while I just watched her, memories of last time flooding through my mind.
"Stop running."
I chased her jittering body as she fell to the floor, all nine inches of her still buried inside of my warm, wet palm.
She was on all floors, sitting on her calves begging, pleading with me to stop.
I leaned up on her back, real close to ear.
"Just give mama what she wants." I peppered kisses along her upper, the back of her neck, the side.
"Please?"
I got a glimpse of her red puffy face, the sight alone sent my bottom lip between my teeth immediately.
She panted, cried as she came all over herself and the floor in front of her.
"Good girl. Just like that." I cooed into her ear.
She collapsed on the cool fur carpet in front of her, her body falling and rising with each breath.
I looked over on the footrest of my bed, saw my small vibrating dildo calling my name.
More so calling her name.
I smirked as I grabbed it, crawling towards her.
She felt kisses along her arm and pushed me away.
"No."
I knew no meant yes, more.
"Babe."
"Onika."
"Beyonce."
She lifted her face from the carpet, looked at me and what I tried to hind behind me.
Her eyes widened, "Hell no Onika."
