In the Shadows

Chapter 15

*Shawn's POV*
My body tightens and stiffens to the touch of a sensational feeling. Small, tiny pecks at the base of my neck that follows all the way down to my chest. I release a small moan of pleasure without even opening my eyes yet.

"Wake up, Daddy." I hear a sexy voice whisper seductively against my ear.

My eyes shoot open, only to find the world's most beautiful woman straddling me. My life is so great right now.

"We still have some work to finish up, Mr.Carter."

"Mm, yes we do Baby Girl." I reply with a sly grin indicating that I'm ready to put in some work on her.

Just as I lean in to reach Bey's soft plump lips, she reveals a folder from behind her back and shoves it in front of my face, blocking my view of her and ruining my chances of kissing her.

"Well let's start with this then." Bey's says with a sexy chuckle.

Instead of saying anything or taking action, I am at a loss for words as I stare into Beyoncé's eyes. I'm in awe, I'm star struck. Her bone structure is unlike any Goddess's, her beautiful brown eyes stare intently into mine, her sexy full lips... My eyes travel down her body, stopping at her hips and thick thighs. Her body is a beautiful work of art made by God, specially made just for me. This woman is all I dream of. I thank God for bringing her into my life. In the darkest days of my life, being stuck in the dreary shadows, this woman will save me. Out of the shadows, we will be standing on the sun.

"Well let's get to work, Daddy." Bey says, snapping me out of my trance.

"I was trying to get to work on you." I reply sending a wink her way.

"Boy if you don't get your ass off the damn couch and finish your work." She sexily giggles.

I can't fathom that a man would cheat on a woman like this. It makes no sense. To be gifted with the presence of someone like Bey, and just throw that opportunity away like it's nothing?

"Wow... I can't believe any man would ever cheat on you Bey." I say in awe.

My words have no effect on her actions, because she just stands still like a marble statue, pondering in her thoughts, leaving me swimming in my own. She curls her lips to the side and the glare in her eyes intensifies. She slowly starts to make her way over to me, stopping right in front of my face. I can feel her cool minty breath hitting my skin which sends chills up my spin.

"Shawn.... Treat me like a queen, and I'll treat you like a king. If you treat me like a game, I'll damn sure show you how it's played."

She leaves me deep in my thoughts as she glides her hands over my shoulders, then let's them slide to my chest. As each second passes, the further her hands make it down to my body. We exchange a passionate, sensual look that lacks lust. Our connection goes beyond lust and plain desire. It exceeds to essentialness and longing to be needed. We more than want each other, we need each other. We were made for each other.

"You know, Michael was the one that treated me like a game." She lets out along with a bitter chuckle. "Best believe I showed him how the game is played. I made my own rules, so in the end, I won. I left his ungrateful ass with my head held up high. You, on the other hand Shawn, you are not Michael. Far from being like him actually. He never appreciated me like you do. Never made me feel precious and worthy like you make me feel. You treat me like a queen, like your own queen. Because of that, you will always be my king. Now, forever, and always."

I stare deeply into her beautiful brown eyes, and cup the sides of her face with my hands. I begin to rub my thumbs over her cheeks, feeling the softness of her skin. "Why couldn't he see you the way I see you?" I practically whisper to myself. "Michael underestimated the power of you and your beauty."

"You don't underestimate me, Shawn. And for that, I really appreciate you. You already know what I'm capable of. But I'm going to tell you something, and I'm going to need you to listen and understand it to the fullest. If you ever cross me, I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible, and then you'll realize why they name storms after women. After wasting my time on Michael and allowing him to break my heart, I realized that I have control over my life and the situations that occur in it. Because of Michael, I realized the depth of my inner strength. I have matured and I've grown more as a woman because of Michael's dumbass. I'm an independent woman now, and best believe that if you ever screw me over, you will regret it. Don't ever take advantage of me and of what we have... For your sake. For our sake, Shawn."

I pull Bey into a right embrace and caress her hair that is cascading over her shoulders. I breath in her sent and exhale deeply. It feels as if she's melting right into my skin, melting right into me. It feels like we are coming together as one.

"Baby Girl, I would never dream of crossing you, ever. You are a precious gift from the God above and I will forever cherish the opportunity of you being mine... All mine.

Without another word, Bey crashes her plump lips on to mine, and my lips instantly move to the rhythm of hers. She tightly wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me in closer and I swing my arms around her hips, pushing her against my body. Heat begins to boil in between us and all hands start to wander and explore the other's body. At once, all of the passion within us combust and take over us. Our need for each other has become to much to the point it hurts, both physically and mentally.

I belong to this woman, and she will forever and always be mine. Only mine.

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Author's Note
Yall I was all types of late on this update 😬🙈 I apologize for that ! I promise I will be better with that ! Vote, and pretty please comment ! Your comments mean a lot and most of them put a smile on my face, which I need nowadays !
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