𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 & 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 | 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄

⚠️ Chapter Thirteen: "You keep still, you brat."

THIRTEEN
QUEEN & GHOST
RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA

⚠️(somno, cnc!)⚠️

"FUCK."

Trey ran his hands through his hair as he sat at his desk with his hand wrapped around his cock. It was in the middle of the night and he was still thinking about Beyoncé. He couldn't stop and his body was yearning for her. If she wanted to think tightening security would keep him out, she had another thing coming.

He tucked himself back inside and cleaned his hand. As he opened his laptop, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He hacked into Beyoncé's phone and texted Julius, her head of security, to take the night off. When he responded a couple of minutes later, Trey smiled. Security wouldn't be a problem anymore.

He grabbed his pair of gloves and then turned to his leather bag. When the tour stopped in Atlanta, he traveled home and grabbed a gun and a couple of knives from his safe. Then he sat back at his desk and connected to the hotel's technological server where he was able to hack into the presidential suite's door lock system and disarm it. Now, he would be able to walk inside. A chuckle escaped his lips, this wasn't even a challenge.

After securing a ski mask and then a Ghostface mask over his head, he pulled his hoodie up to hide his identity. He knew there would be cameras in the elevator and while no one was currently looking, he didn't want anyone to rewind for any reason and see his face.

He secured the voice modifier near his mask and tested it. Now, his voice was hidden once again. Lastly, he grabbed a few of his ties which he knew would come in handy.

Now, he was Ghost.

He walked out of his room and quietly rode the elevator to the top floor. Then, he headed to Beyoncé's suite at the end of the hallway and when the door opened, he slowly stepped inside. It was dark and just how he expected to be greeted. The only things that could be heard were his almost silent steps and the sounds of the city. He looked around until he decided to carefully make his way to her bedroom.

After opening the double doors, he found her asleep on the bed wearing nothing but a satin dress that barely covered her thighs. He could see a sneak of her light pink panties and he sucked in a much-needed breath. He found her incredibly peaceful to look at. With her chest moving up and down slowly, her hair packed in pink bonnet and her eyes fluttered closed. She was lying on her back but she was titled to one side. Moonlight escaped through the sheer curtains and it was the only thing lighting up the room. It gave him the perfect view of her.

With her unconscious body lying perfectly, he licked his lips. She was unconscious and vulnerable. It satisfied him knowing he could do whatever he wanted with her.

He allowed his eyes to move across her exposed thighs. Slowly, he used his covered hand to caress her skin, noticing the goosebumps that erupted. Still, the pretty blonde was fast asleep.

He crawled onto the bed, a creaking sound appearing as he lowered himself onto her comforter.

He moved his attention to his knife in his hand which was trailing down her golden skin. With dilated pupils, he worshiped her body, praising every scar and every beauty mark she wore. Then he moved his eyes back to her face and studied the way her lips twitched every few seconds. It was only then he realized his pretty girl was dreaming.

Even while she slept, her lips were painted with pink lipgloss and he could feel himself twitch in his pants. His semen formed a wet spot on the fabric and he could feel himself growing more ravenous as time went on. He wanted to be inside of her pretty opening and allow himself access to a vulnerable part of her body.