Onika Maraj
May 7, 2027 - LA
"Hey, baby," Beyoncé spoke to me via FaceTime.
"Hey, baby. What time is it over there?"
She looked at the clock. "Just turned ten."
"Aww, I miss you already." I fake pouted, propping my phone up on the counter while I got ready. "Look, baby, I'm showing a little." I lifted my shirt and showed off my tiny bump, grinning.
It was barely there, but I was excited for every little thing. I still couldn't believe I was pregnant. Three months today. I remember being at my mom's house and telling her I needed to take a pregnancy test. That whole day I was down bad. I just knew I was pregnant.
I feel like we know when something is off with our body. I took the test at her house maybe took three just to be sure and it was so hard keeping it from Beyoncé that whole week, but I knew I wanted to tell her at her party and make it a little more special.
We told Sir the next day. He was so happy. He's been extra sweet ever since, always checking on me, always asking if I need anything. That little boy loves me so much, and I love him right back.
This pregnancy had been giving me hell. Morning sickness went crazy. And Beyoncé is in Paris for two weeks doing a celebrity client, so I was missing her bad. She just made it there yesterday, but still... I missed her.
"I see you, baby. It's tiny, but it's there," she chuckled.
"Oh, shut up. We're gonna grow soon."
She smiled. "You are, baby. You look beautiful. How are you feeling though?"
"I've been in and out of sleep all day. I didn't take any clients because I was throwing up so bad this morning. I had to reschedule, and I felt bad."
"Don't feel bad. You come first. They'll understand," she said.
"I sure do cum first" I smirked.
"Be serious for once in your life"
I laughed. "no but yeah ... and then I made breakfast for our growing boy. He didn't want me to feel bad if I couldn't do it, but I did it for him anyway." I said.
"You're such a mother."
"Well, yes... I am," I said and laughed a little. "Anyways, what did you do today? Or you just relaxed? And by the way, who's the celebrity? Come on, you can tell me."
She chuckled. "You know I respect the privacy of my clients, baby. And today, me and Teyana just grabbed some food and walked around the city. I took some pictures I'll show you later."
"Pictures like?" I bit my lip, giving her that look.
"Not like that, nasty."
"Oh, come on... can you pull it out?"
She raised her brow. "Pull what out?"
"Girl, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Pull that fat, juicy ass cock out that got me pregnant." I licked my lips.
This was wild as hell of me, but since I've been pregnant, I've been on her so bad, and I knew she was happy to get away from me for a little. I don't even blame her.
"Onika," she laughed.
"So that's a no?" I pouted.
She shifted, and the camera dipped just enough for me to see her hand slide down. When she gripped it, I exhaled. Damn, it was thick, heavy. I bit my lip hard. My mouth watered instantly.
