"Church girl, don't hurt nobody.."
Pastor's wife trapped in an arranged marriage with repressed feelings about her sexuality. She's always been able to keep a great poker face but what happens when she meets, Beyoncé..
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I woke up to the feeling of soft kisses along my face. I felt an odd sense that today meant something to me but I couldn't quite place it.
However, feeling the softness of the lips, I immediately knew who they belonged to, and felt content. No longer worried about what the day might bring, I embraced her affection.
As content as I felt with her lips all over me I couldn't resist the urge to mess with her a little. Simply because I hadn't seen her in three days and I missed her.
"Mm—Kelly, stop!" I tried my hardest to contain my laughter as the kisses halted. I felt her grasp my chin and her fingers dug into my cheeks.
"Stop playing so much.." She said before pecking my lips. I smiled against her lips before feeling her teeth sink into my bottom lip.
"Ow!" My eyes popped open to find her staring at me with a straight face not finding anything amusing.
Her blonde hair flowed down her back as the top was covered with a bandanna, she wore a tank top, and a pair of tights that clung to every one of her curves. "I was just joking.." I kissed her bottom lip that poked out in a pout.
"That's not funny." She mumbled pulling back the covers and laying down between my legs.
"Mine.." She mumbled as she buried her face between my legs, resting her head against my inner thigh.
Before I could protest the position she was fast asleep. I followed her lead finally getting some uninterrupted rest now that she was in my presence.
We woke up a few hours later and Beyoncé was more clingy than usual. I didn't question it considering we were away from each other for a couple days and I was craving her presence.
"I wanna take you on a date. Can you be dressed in the next hour or so?" Beyoncé asked as she sat up out of my arms, focusing on her phone.
I nodded before going to shower. When I got out of the shower she had already laid out an outfit for me. It was a pink bikini top, shorts, and a pair of sandals.
I looked over to find her brushing her hair wearing the same thing but in blue. She smiled at me through the mirror and I smiled back before begging to get dressed.
"So where are we going?" I asked as Julius pulled off with us in the backseat.
"You'll see.." She interlocked our hands and rested them in her lap. I was curious where she was taking me and my curiosity only grew when e found ourselves on her private jet.
