He pins me against the wall.
"This what you want?" He groans pressing himself on me.
I let out a staggered sigh.
This was not what I signed up for. Just something apart of me love the affection and the excitement. He has this power over me that just has me wrapped around his fingers.
I, Beyonce Knowles is Michael Jackson slave/ assistant.
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Fanfiction(Warning: This story is very erotic.) You want me? I walk down the hallway You're lucky The bedroom's my runway Slap me! I'm pinned to the doorway Kiss, bite, foreplay.
