[ON TEMPORARY HOLD]
She's my bodyguard
The assassin who'd kill for me
The assassin who'd rather die young than live her life without me
The assassin who will never let me go.
She was just another job
Until she became my reason for breathing
But on...
She slowly took off my accessories while taking the stairs one by one, as her lips kept nibbling at mine. I wrapped my arms around her neck as I decided to deepen the kiss, making her moan into it as I swallowed the sound down. "You don't know what the actual fuck you're doing to me." She breathed out hoarsely as she trailed her hot kisses down my throat before she inhaled my scent.
"Fuck, kratoska, you smell like all of my darkest sins combined." She rasped out as she reached one of her many bedrooms' door.
She backed me up against the wall and caged me between her arms. I looked down at her standing dick and smirked up at her as I said. "I think I'm starting to get the idea just fine on what I'm doing to you." I told her as I started undoing her belt and slowly dragging it off of her while she watched my every move like a hawk. I bit on my lip as I decided to actually tease her some more and took off running right underneath her.
"The fuck? Oh, you got jokes now, Onika, huh?" She said lowly as I heard her slow steady steps following behind me. "Ya know what? Since we playing tonight, I want you to run. If I catch you, I fuck you." She said as I heard her nails scraping against the wall as she walked my way.
As soon as I heard her saying she'll fuck me when she'll catch me, I bolted even faster. Eh, where's the fun if I ain't making her work for it? I keep running for a few more minutes before deciding to get into one of those rooms surrounding me. I opened one door that led me to this breathtaking bedroom, I didn't even have the time to gawk at it since I heard Beyoncé's footsteps approaching and I hid behind the door, hoping she won't notice me.
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"It's cute that you think you'll escape me. No matter how far you run and go, I'll always be there to catch you. You ain't ever escaping me, and I ain't intending to let you go." She said as she stared at me through the mirror in the room while she stood in front of me, with only the door separating us.
I cursed under my breath, and she chuckled at the fact that I was showing my sour loser side. She stepped into the room while taking off her jewelry as she kicked the door closed with her heeled foot.
She extended her hand to me. "The belt, Onika." She ordered me in a dominant tone, one that made my pussy tingle a bit since I knew I woke that one side of her up. I slowly made my way towards her and put the belt in her outstretched hand, and was going to back off before her stare made me stop dead in my tracks.
"Since you think that tripping over that lil power you getting with the way I react to you is funny, lemme show you sumn hilarious, princess, really." She said before she grabbed my jaw and made me kneel in front of her. "Looking so pretty while you on your knees for me." She praised me as she stroked my chin softly, making me lean into her touch, which made her kiss my nose and I closed my eyes in satisfaction. Big mistake.
Before I could even comprehend what was next, she swiftly wrapped her belt around my throat and tightening it, making me gasp at the feeling while my eyes flew open to look at her shockingly. "There, looking even prettier with that on." She added smirking as she looked down at me, which made my bratty side come the fuck up.
