My Sexologist {COMPLETED}

session 4.

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N E W Y O R K , N Y
J U L Y 4 T H

"You wanna meet me in the bathroom?" Beyoncé whispered in my ear, resting her hands on either side of me, enclosing me where I stood.

I turned my head to look back into her inebriated eyes, "You're tired of playing innocent?"

"I'm drunk."

"I can tell."

She leaned closer, pecking my lips, coming back for more, her eyes lowering from mine to my mouth, "I missed you. I still miss you. It's like I close my eyes and I can't stop seeing you, can't stop feeling you."

She rendered me speechless, my eyes on her lips while she kissed me between words. I was drenched, and I wanted everybody else to leave.

"I can't wait to get you alone. I'm cumming all in that pussy."

My hand held onto her wrist, needing to ground myself. She was coming at me quickly and crassly, and I expected that from Beyoncé, but damn she just kept catching me off guard. All day, she looked, but the sun went down and her freak was free.

"I wanted to come see you earlier, but we agreed on a week. Appointment basis, that's what you said right?" She pulled me closer with her arm around my waist, and I could feel her pressed against me.

The front door opened and she kissed my temple before we separated and Ming brought her nosey ass right in the kitchen.

"I don't even have to ask you who she is again. We had a very long conversation. That's why you're scared to come outside?"

I looked back to see that Beyoncé was no longer in the kitchen. Good. I was about to get on my aggravating sister's ass.

"Nobody's scared to do shit, especially because of you. You're not scaring anybody Ming."

"Whatever. Y'all fuck? Gotta be fuckin', that's why she thought it was alright for her to come over here on a family holiday. She ain't family, she's cute though."

"You don't have anything  else to be worried about but a friend of mine?"

"A friend," She chuckled some, "She's your client isn't she?"

I sighed, "Yeah Ming, damn."

"And y'all fuck."

"Nobody ever told you that, you're just coming up with your own assumptions."

"Not really. We were talking about you and she literally couldn't sit still."

"Ming, I don't care."

"Girl just tell the truth. She's been staring at you all day and you changed your outfit. Ain't nobody stupid Onika."

I was dried up immediately. I'd never wanted so badly for my family, or my little sister, to get the fuck out of my house. This nosey ass little girl was killing my vibe. I checked my phone, saw that the time was beginning to hit the double digits. Loved them to death, but it was time for everybody to go.

I made my way outside where everybody was, and things were not winding down at all. I could already tell that we were not going to be throwing anymore holidays at my house.

I went to my mom and whispered in her ear, asking her to give everybody else the news because I really didn't want to. She looked at me then at Beyoncé.

"You want me to tell her to go too?"

I tried not to smirk, "You can if you want to."

"That is not what I asked you."