With 3 children and a new location, you would think Beyoncé and Onika are just fine but with Onika's job that keeps her on the road at all times and Beyoncé's lifestyle in general, is love enough?
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I JUST WANTED TO SHOW YALL THAT I HAVE THIS BECAUSE IT TOOK ME AN ENTIRE HOUR TO SCAVENGE FOR & SAVE SO APPRECIATE THEM BEAUTIFUL ASS TITTIES🙂.
Lotus leaned over the couch, reaching for the alcohol, but Beyoncé pulled her down by her waist, sitting her down on her lap. She rested her head on her breasts then dropped her hands down to her ass, squeezing.
"Beyoncé stop.."
"Why?"
"Because you're hurt, and sex is not going to fix it."
"It fixed it last time." She pulled Lotus' shirt over her head then reached behind her, unclipping her bra.
After arguing with Onika, she left and made Onika stay there with the kids. She went to Lotus' house to talk to her and rant, but they'd ended up having sex. Beyoncé was hurt to her core, but she didn't want to feel it, and sex was the next best thing. Whenever Beyoncé came, it was to 'talk' and Lotus always tried to talk her out of sex because it was a horrible coping mechanism, but Beyoncé had a way of making her rethink her decision.
"You're gonna have to deal with it." Lotus flipped her hair over her shoulder, sighing once she felt Beyoncé's hand inside her sweatpants.
She leaned up, sucking on Lotus' neck. Lotus couldn't resist when Beyoncé's fingers dipped inside of her and her other hand massaging her breast.
"Beyoncé I have to be—"
"It can wait." She pulled her hand out of Lotus' sweatpants, flipping them onto the couch. She pulled them down while leaning down to kiss her, and unzipped her jeans, pushing Lotus' legs upward. She pulled out a condom and rolled it on.
Once her jeans and briefs were down enough, she leaned in closer sliding inside her. She hovered over her, leaning in to her face.
"Wait Bey.." Lotus' back arched. "I still have organs."
They both laughed before Beyoncé wrapped one arm around Lotus' thigh, her strokes becoming faster and more firm.
"Fuck." Lotus turned her face away to moan, the feeling of Beyoncé's ruthless strokes becoming too much.
Beyoncé laid her head down beside Lotus', her juices coating her thighs. "Look at me." She whispered in Lotus' ear huskily, and Lotus slowly turned her head to face Beyoncé.
