It's 2006 and Beyonce just released her newest album "B'Day." She's on the covers of Vogue, adding more Grammy's to her collection and soon becoming the next best thing. In the middle of her popularity, she travels back home to Louisiana for her mot...
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⚠️ somno, cheating, home-wrecking, sex
MICHEAL TRIED TO FALL ASLEEP LATER ON but he just couldn't. He was still hard due to his situation with Beyonce, he replayed what happened millions of times and his mind wasn't able to find rest. He had been staring at the ceiling for a while now and it almost felt like he was going insane. A weekend that should have been marked as a significant time in his life was now being taken over by the pretty girl who slept peacefully in her room. He turned over, looking at the alarm clock on his right.
3 am.
Josy was fast asleep next to him and he released a sigh, lifting himself off the bed and making his way out of the kitchen. He figured he could use some water or maybe even a snack to help him fall back to sleep. He turned on one of the lamps in the kitchen, opening the fridge. He pulled out a water bottle and began to drink, placing it down afterward.
His eyes landed on Beyoncé's door and he stood frozen for a moment. He didn't understand it but it felt as if an invisible force was compelling him to walk over. He ran his hands through his hair, looking around for any box of cigarettes he could find. Eventually, he gave up and released a string of curses. Nothing was working, nothing was helping these feelings toward Beyonce subside.
There were a million reasons why he shouldn't go there with Beyonce but he didn't care. He was tired of trying to fight this. Why was he trying to block the inevitable?
Before he could control himself, his legs were carrying him to her door. He opened the door and looked inside. When he realized she was fast asleep, he slowly crept into her room, closing the door behind him.
She was on her bed, lying on her side and the satin dress she wore rode up to her stomach, allowing him to see the red panties she wore. Her nipples pierced through the thin fabric and his hand itched to cup one of her breasts once again. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip, her smooth brown skin glowing due to the cocoa butter she had applied earlier. A couple of snores left her plump lips and he subtly smirked to himself, she was dreaming. It was ironic; she was completely crazy but here, she looked almost angel-like.
He pulled himself closer. Tonight, he didn't care about anyone else other than the two of them finally having each other. He reached his hand out, trailing his fingers over her thighs. Slowly, he reached the dress even further up, revealing more of her red panties. He felt a shiver travel throughout his body and he tugged on the fabric, looking up to see if she was awakening any time soon.
He figured she was a heavy sleeper since her snores never lessened. He thought just seeing her would be enough to quench his thirst but it only deepened his infatuation. His feelings for her were insatiable and he needed more.
