Beyoncé
Nicki and I sat in our bedroom drinking wine and listening to some R&B. She wanted to have a day in to relax to ourselves, I was completely fine with it. She had just got finished giving me a massage not too long ago so I was extremely relaxed by now.
"I honestly couldn't believe he had your pregnant ass sitting at a bar I was so pissed off that night." She chuckled thinking about Shawn's dumb ass decision from a while back.
I was not focused on her talking at the moment I was love struck as I admired her smooth skin and her perfect curves. Her body gave off the aroma of the daily cocoa butter that she put on her skin.
"Babe are you listening to me?" Her small hands rested on my stomach as she sat in my lap in nothing but a pink Versace set.
"Yeah I'm listening." I looked into her eyes only to see her squinting hers back at me.
"Liar look at your pupils they're all big and every time you get horny they dilate like that." She read me making me roll my eyes.
"You think you know me so well." My hands rested on her back as I leaned against the headboard clad in diamonds, all Nicki's doing.
"You look good in these clothes though I love when you wear shit like this." She pulled on the strings on my basketball shorts and bit her lip at me.
I wore a Nike sports bra and a pair of short Nike shorts. My body wasn't as toned as I would usually like it to be but Nicki seemed to love it.
"I know you do, just admit it you like TomBoy Bey over girly girl Bey."
"Either way you look sexy but you in those pants suits always get me off." She ran a hand down my stomach.
I grabbed her small hand and kissed it before looking at the promise ring that I had got her. She wore it on her ring finger and refused to take it off because she was "married".
"Hopefully I can replace this with a even bigger rock soon."
"Babe no need, I love this ring. It's the perfect size for me." She lifted her hand up to her face to admire her ring like she did when I first gave it to her.
"No I mean with a wedding ring." I told her and watched her eyes grow wide.
We had yet to talk about marriage with each other but deep down inside we both knew that we were soul mates.
I ran my thumbs over her battle scars that I found some what inspirational. They expressed how strong of a woman she actually is and it made me want to shower her in love.
"You love touching my scars baby." She chuckled looking down at my hands as they traveled over her scars.
"I love everything about you."
"And I love everything about you." She responded and pecked my lips softly.
"I regret taking advantage of your love back when I had my head up Shawn's ass. You were really all for me and I'm glad you stuck around even when I was doing you wrong."