o + b residence - 7pm

everyone came here to pregame. i honestly don't care for pregaming but it's something they wanted to do so i guess. we're gonna uber there because there's no way either of us are driving.

"you think you're gonna get tired?" beyoncé pulled me in front of her. i shook my head. the type of liquor we're drinking, i will not get tired. they just might see a different side of me tonight. "no? ok.. can i have a kiss?"

i leaned on my tippy toes and kissed her. we did a lot of sexing today, i'm still in a little pain. she called herself checking me and i will say it did something. beyoncé has a good strong side to her, she's just clingy. i wouldn't mind having her dominate me sometimes after today.

"i want a nasty kiss."

"i've been giving you those all day."

"is it a problem?"

"no baba it's not. get your kiss." i puckered my lips. we kissed, me having my arms around her shoulders while her hands rested on my butt. i'm starting to think that's her favorite thing on me. "no. put me down." this girl lifted me.

"i can pick you up. don't be acting like that because people are here." she mugged me. i sighed pecking her lips. such a baby, that's not even why i said that. it's because my vagina is still sore a little. "i need to remind you of earlier?"

"no baby you don't." i don't want that. at least not now.

"ok love birds, can we go?" kelly clapped and we looked at her. i slid out of beys arms grabbing my purse and the house key. leave it to bey we'll be locked out.

i waited for everyone to leave out before locking up. i'm not even surprised that i was feeling the liquor already because i haven't eaten yet. been in the bed with beyoncé all day, there was no way i could.

it would be nice to grab some food but i can wait until we get to the club. the first place i'm going to is the bar to order some wings. or maybe a burger and some fries. ugh, it all sounds so good.

we made it down to the car and we all got in. a big car was needed, we wouldn't have been able to fit in just a simple little car.

"come here." beyoncé pulled me closer to her although we had plenty of room. i laid my head on her shoulder, getting on my phone. just checking my messages and emails. crazy thing to do when tipsy but it kept my attention.

i started to rub on beys arm feeling myself whine down from sitting. i'm bored. i'm sure once i get around some music and stuff it'll be different but right now.....no. i'm chill.

plus i'm only a bit tipsy.

while i was scrolling through my emails i could've sworn i saw a name that i shouldn't be seeing. so i sat up off of bey and kind of turned so i could look at it. i wasn't tripping.

"oh my." i sighed rubbing my forehead before pressing it. beyoncés eyes were on me and i knew it too.

Michael Jordan

Hey! I know it's been a while, but I was wondering if we could talk about some things? I know that you're aware of some of the stuff that'd been going on and I just wanted to clear it up some.

i huffed rolling my eyes but exited the email anyways. i'm not even gonna reply right now, i just can't. might end up saying something that'll get me in trouble with beyoncé. rather work on the reply with her. she'll for sure get mad at me if i say what's not right.

apparently i'm naive. i don't know.

"what is it?" bey grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her. i shook my head, laying it back on her but i knew she was on me now. she's not letting it go at all. that's a fact.

it's beyonce.

i just cannot get into the groove at this party. lauren walked off so it's not really much for me to do. beyoncé is really...turnt? i would say. she's been dancing and all that, she looks really good.

for some reason i couldn't stop thinking about mya. that email has her in my head like crazy. i can't even stop biting my lip.

"hey!" kelly came to me. i looked up at her and smiled small just to see what she wanted. she held her hand out for me so i took it. "what you over here looking nervous for?"

i shook my head not wanting to talk about it with her. she nodded, taking my purse and putting it with theirs. my eyes went to bey as she was dancing with lo. when did she get back over here?

"i know you can dance. all this ass girl, you have to."

well....

"here. you gotta loosen up babe. get whatever's in your mind, out. let the music take over and turn up. do it need to get bey?" she handed me a shot and i threw it back. jesus.

"n-no you don't have to." i wiped my mouth feeling it move through me. my throat burn.

"okay. you alright though?"

"yea i'm fine, thank you."

"okay so give me a dance girl."

"you want a dance?"

"yea. you okay with giving me one?"

i nodded. she pulled me out to the dance floor and started to dance first with me following. it was fun. kelly is really hilarious but like a blonde too.

although dancing or anything athletic isn't for me, i still know how to move my body. that's all it takes. dancing is hard but rolling and swaying isn't.

"ouuu, look at yoouuu!"

i chuckled as she held my hips before stopping. beyoncé made her way in front of me, smiling and grabbing my hands. we danced all around, switching between each other. i'm not surprised that she can dance.

"girl you better take that!" leah pulled my hands and put them on beys waist. ok, i guess. the way she was moving her hips, i felt my tummy tingle. this feels wrong.

we switched, her holding me as i danced on her. she's definitely drunk because she kept kissing on me. i turned to her, grabbing her face. why does she look so much more good right now?

"you so sexy." i rubbed her lip. she didn't say anything, just kissed me deeply. my arms went around her neck, my hand holding the back of her head in place.

there were no plans of pulling away. i enjoyed her sucking my mouth. she had a lot of the control right now. my core was tingling for her touch, and my mind was saying to pull away before something got started on this dance floor.

it took a lot to get my tongue out her mouth.

"you are so drunk onika."

"i'm not." i slid my hands down to her butt and she raised her eyebrows. i'm about ready to go home and get in the bed again. "i wanna taste you."

"i wanna taste you."

enough said.

"ouch! wait until we get upstairs." i chuckled pushing beys hands off of me. she's just grabbing and that hurt my boob. being on an elevator while drunk is insane.

"i wanna fuck you."

"ok. ok ok." i stepped off the elevator holding her hand. yea she had way more to drink than i did. usually it's me that's super drunk.

"take your clothes off, i wanna do it here in the kitchen."

"no, i'm about to-"

she pulled me in a kiss and i let it all go.

the kitchen it is.

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i would start this chapter and then stop lmao! got y'all again.