September 26, 2017
Miami, Florida
10:12 PM
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles:"You need anything?" Summer asked after August walked out of the room, going up the stairs.
"Yes." I said.
"What?"
"You." She stared at me for a moment before swallowing and raising an eyebrow.
"Me?"
Leaning towards her, I spoke lowly. "Yes.. I. Want. You."
"But your leg.."
"It's fine." I smiled, Summer gave me a 'really bitch' face.
"What about your whole nigga that just went upstairs?"
"When did he matter in this situation?"
"You right... He could see us though.. And what about-" I snaked my hand behind her neck and pulled to me, connecting our lips. She hmm'd into the kiss, sucking on my bottom lip. I slid my other hand down and squeezed her ass, she gasped and I used that as an excuse to slip my tongue in her mouth. Her tongue collided with mine, ours slowly rolling against each other's. I sighed, realizing I was gone have to take a Major L with this leg of mine, but fuckit. Pulling Summer closer, I pulled her leg on the other side of my body so she'd be straddling me, causing my leg to realize its soreness and her soft lips to pull away from mine.
"Bey I can't sit on your lap." I started to respond, but I chose a better option and just stared at her beauty. Summer's lips are so soft, and she was warm on my lap, so why is she playing with my emotions like this?
"I'm not even playing with your emotions." she whined. I raised an eyebrow.
"I said that out loud?"
"Yea, how am I playing with your emotions?"
I pouted. "You wouldn't give me no lovin', I just wanted some lovin'."
"But I don't want your leg to hurt..."
"Fuck my leg, I want loving, loving makes my bones and muscles stronger." She sighed and shifted, making me grunt slightly.
"Seeee." She pouted and tried to move off of me, but I grabbed her and pulled her back on me.
"I'm fine Cinderella, just stay here." She got off of me and sat beside me, then smirked after a moment and looked at me.
"Make me." Summer said, getting closer.
"I would, but I won't." I stated, looking at my nails. That's just too much work.
"Because you can't."
"Can't what exactly?" I raised an eyebrow, turning my head toward her.
"Do this." She climbed on top of me and bit my neck, flicking her tongue over it. I moaned softly and pushed her away slightly. Of course I can't do that, my leg's damn near broken still nigga.
"Summer stop.. What do you want from me?" I sound like I wasn't just trying to get some from her 10 seconds ago.
"I want you to make me."
"Make you what?" I rubbed my neck, still feeling after effects from the bite.
"Make me... Say your name...."
"What the hell made you change your mind that fast?" I was shook, she was literally talking about my leg being injured not too long ago.
"Since you want all that loving, here's a challenge. If you can make me say your name, I'll give you all the loving you want, no questions asked." She had a serious look on her face, making me out my hand to my chin in a thinking motion. If I could make her say my name, I could get unlimited loving.. Wait.
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