Resentment

Ch. 5

September 5th
Maraj/Knowles Residence
Beyoncé's POV

I woke up and felt something poking my ass. Still dazed, I look down and see I'm naked and an arm is wrapped around me. Just as I'm about to flip the fuck out, I see the tattooed hand holding me, and I have to bite my lip to stop the huge smile that's trying to spread across my face.

It was real.

It wasn't a dream this time.

It was actually real.

My stomach fills with butterflies as the giddiness hits me, and my heart starts beating faster.

I snuggle myself more into her but stop as she pokes me again. My still sensitive pussy starts throbbing as images from last night run through my head. I don't know what came over my body, but my hips started grinding into her.

I hear a soft groan leave her lips before her hand leaves my stomach and goes to my left cheek. "You betta stop before I'm deep in yuh guts."

Why did she have to say that?! I unintentionally groan as my pussy drips and somehow throbs even harder. I hear her chuckle, so I turn over and glare at her.

My breath gets caught in my throat as I take in her natural beauty. I bite my lip again as my eyes roam all over her flawless face.

"Morning, kitten."

"Good morning, daddy." She leans over and places a soft kiss on my lips before getting off the bed.

I squeeze my legs together as she fixes herself in her boxers while walking into the bathroom. After I hear the toilet flush, I go in and grab my toothbrush, grabbing one of the spares for her.

"You tryin tuh tell me mi breath stank?" I chuckle and shrug as I begin brushing my teeth. She chuckles before wetting hers and brushing her own.

I feel her hand on my ass, softly touching it before gripping a handful of it. I look at her through the mirror and roll my eyes at her mannish self. I literally choke on my fucking spit after my ass is hit with a harsh slap, making it sting. "Dun roll yuh eyes at me." My hands grip the counter tightly, trying to not roll them again, and I quickly spit the rest out before rinsing my mouth out.

"You didn't have to do alluh that.".

She spits out and rinses before responding. "You din't like dat?" She walks right up on me, forcing my backside to hit the counter.

"No." I lie and try not to break eye contact.

"Hmm." She bites her lip and nods her head. "Turn around fah me real quick, baby."

I arch my eyebrow at her before shaking my head. "What? No."

"Turn around, kitten."

Fuck...

I turn back around and place my hands flat on the counter, looking at her through the mirror.

Her hands grab ahold of my hips, and my body is pulled back a bit before my back is pushed down, bending me over.

My eyes watch her movement in anticipation, and my breathing picks up. Her hand runs up my spine before my hair is pulled back and moved to one side.

She wraps that hand around my neck, only putting slight pressure on my windpipe. Her other hand caresses my ass, rubbing each cheek, then down to the inside of my thighs, barely touching my pussy lips, before going back to my cheeks.

My body is literally shaking at this point, my pussy is dripping, and my breathing is heavy.

Her face comes closer to my ear as her hand squeezes my neck a little harder. "You said you din't like dat, right?"