BEYONCÉ G KNOWLES
Flying private was something I never thought I'd experience. It was completely new to me a foreign thing I didn't think I'd ever get used to. Flying in general was something I hadn't experienced much. It was all about adapting to being so high in the air. Putting all of your faith in the captain and people who built the aircraft piece by piece.
Even with knowing they were trained professionals it would take me a while to adapt. It was something new in my life just like this decision to travel to New York. All of this was foreign to me. From the private jet with the expensive drinks. The big mattress in the cabin room fit for four people. To just the sight of onika changing was new to me. She was in the mirror trying to figure out which Rolex looked better.
To the Escalade waiting for us on the tarmac. To the high rise apartment in the middle of New York City waiting for us. My mouth hadn't shut since we left Houston. Everything I seen was new and costed a pretty penny. I didn't even want to touch some things because they just looked expensive. Standing in the middle of the condo I was shocked. OJ running around it just as shocked as I was.
We were so high up away from the bustling streets down below. The floor-to-ceiling windows flood the space with so much natural light, creating an airy atmosphere that I adored. The sleek, minimalist design, with its polished hardwood floors and open-concept layout, I could just see the things I wanted to add. From the living room, I could gaze out at the vibrant cityscape, watching the sun dip below the skyline, casting a warm glow over the lively streets below. It's the perfect blend of luxury and comfort, a serene retreat amidst the dynamic pulse of the city.
"You like it? It's ours for a few weeks until we get sick of it that is."
"Do I like it? I love it." I cheered as she made her way toward me. Wrapping her arms around my waist she lifted me spinning us around some.
"I'm glad you like it baby, how about we break it in?" I giggled as she threw me over her shoulder. I knew we were heading straight for the bedroom.
"At least give me a tour!" I giggled causing her to smack her lips. "Bathroom, kitchen, bedroom, bed, take off your clothes baby." I yelped as she plopped me on the bed pulling off her hoodie.
"You just can't wait can you?" She shook her head kicking OJ out the room. Closing and locking the door as she came back to me.
"I've waited my turn long enough." And wait she did. It took us forever to establish what we had and I get not wanting to waste anymore time. I smiled as she pulled me closer. Kissing my lips passionately she hummed "I love this for us."
"I think it's a good change." I agreed, New York was full of new experiences and energy. I wanted to find something out here that I couldn't get in Houston. I think this was amazing for and we could feel it in the air.
"An amazing change, now I can have you all to myself. I don't have to worry about nobody taking you away from me. Not like they could." She mumbled kissing my neck, nibbling and biting at my skin. I was burning up already just hearing her talk like that.
She truly had me all to herself and I'd never walk away from her. Thinking about what my mom said I could feel my brain shifting. Onika was entirely different from when we were younger she did change. She made plenty of money which I still had no idea how she got it. But her tone her demeanor who she was as a person. It changed and the more I was around her the more it intrigued me.
I didn't know whether to be alarmed or not. But even if I did take heed it wouldn't work. I was in love with her to the point of no return. She could point a gun to my head and I'd make sure the safety was off. This was dangerous but I was in a state of bliss I couldn't find myself to stop and care.
