Drunk In Love

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Beyoncé's POV
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March 4

I slowly stroked in and out of the beautiful woman beneath me.

More than usual, she'd been craving my touch and I knew exactly why. Although I wanted to talk to her about it all, she avoided the topic. Instead, she took me out of my pants and sunk me inside her. That lead to us being on our third round of sex.

"That feels good, baby?" I softly questioned whilst pleasing her.

That beautiful face of hers displayed pleasure as I continued to fill her with the love she'd been terribly craving from me.

"Mhm." She sucked in her bottom lip with her brows knitted together. "H-hold me." Her want for me to be close to her strengthened.

I really don't know how much closer I could get to her. Her arms were tightly wrapped around my neck and her legs around my body. Our chests were grazing and our heads were beside each other.

I kept one hand above her head for balance, another by her torso.

"I'm holding you, Nick." I breathed out when she clenched around me.

"O-ooh fuck." She moaned, ever so silently.

As much as I loved fucking her senseless, I appreciated the love we'd been making as of late.

"You got it, baby." I repeatedly pecked her face, deepening my strokes.

My dick was mixing up the cum that was still in her from our last shared orgasms, all whilst she lightly marked up my back.

"Yesss, Yon- ooh." She moaned. "Please c-cum in me." Her arms secured themselves around me.

I sent one rough thrust into her, eliciting a louder whimper from her. Tears brimmed her eyes as she bit down harder on her lip.

I kept my pace steady. My hardness suffocated as she delicately clamped herself around me. I started winding my hips, making sure to hit her spot whilst still giving everything else my attention.

Soon, another orgasm streamed out of her, all over me and our thighs. I swished our juices around once more before I climaxed too.

I let out an intense grunt, feeling my balls emptying.

I shut my eyes. "Oh shit." My voice almost cracked, in the moment.

When I opened my eyes back up, they instantly fell on my gorgeous fiancé below me. Her grip around my body and dick never seized.

It was when I could hear her begin to cry that I wanted to separate our bodies.

"Why are you crying, Nick?" I softly questioned, rolling us over so I could be on my back and still hold her.

Her tears fell upon my skin, running down my collarbone, where her head resided. I caressed her hips, trying to comfort her.

I was still deep in her as she cried.

"Talk to me, cookie." The nickname her friends had given her smoothly rolled off my tongue.

"Mm mm." She shook her head.

I sighed before trying to lift her off my dick, so we could lay in a different position. But she didn't budge.

"Come on, baby. You're not crying for no reason." I carried on soothing her. "Is it because of him?"