MILF {COMPLETED}

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Chapter Nine: Pussy From Narnia

Houston, Texas
October 31st
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles

I didn't know how long it had been since someone had touched her or even showed her enough affection for her to want to be touched. She was so nervous when we stepped into the house, stalling with her shoes.

She would look at me to see if I was looking at her then blush away when she saw I was. I wasn't scared of her, wasn't scared of what we were about to do. I stood rock hard for her, ready to be wrapped up inside her.

But I knew to be gentle, I knew to ease her into it.

Even before she got divorced, she was voluntarily celibate. Maybe that's why Eric had that bad ass attitude.

I grabbed her by her hand and stood her to her feet. I wanted to see her in her bare state, but
whether she wanted to show me was a different story.

I stepped in close and unzipped her dress down to her butt. Her breathing sped up but she didn't tell me to stop.

I pulled the straps off of her shoulders and kissed them both, reaching behind her to unclip her bra as her dress dropped to the floor.She was beautiful under there, but she raised her hands and covered her breasts anyway.

I kissed her slow, dragged my hands down the curves that she hated and I loved so much. She gasped lightly into the kiss, her hands dropping from her breasts to grab my wrists.

I pulled away, asked her if she wanted me to stop. She shook her head no and came closer, her breasts pressing up against me. Her hands came up to my face, holding my cheeks as she slid her tongue in my mouth. I smiled, my fingers popping her thong against her skin. She hadn't touched a thong since she had Ivory. That drawer was collecting dust, but she'd cracked it open, just for me.

I dipped down, pulled away from the kiss, and rolled her thong down. She shifted as she stepped out of them, her hands going back up to cover her breasts.

I didn't rush to place gentle kisses on her skin. I only wanted her to be comfortable, and would stop the moment she told me to. But she rubbed my ears and spread her legs slowly.

I ignored her leg spreading and lead my kisses to her stomach, letting her know I loved this part of her too. I kissed her belly button and felt her knees buckle, her breathing becoming louder.

"Babe..."

I'd never heard that one before. I stood up and she was undressing me before I could get a word out. Teasing and taking it slow with her did nothing.

She kissed me as clothes dropped, her tongue finding mine as we both kicked my pants away. She used her hands to drop my underwear, taking hold of my length and we moaned simultaneously.

She was familiar with this part of me, sometimes even slept with it in her hands. She touched it like it was hers, stroked it perfectly, and swallowed my moans.

My body felt like it was filled with static. We stumbled to the couch and she refused to let me go in both places. Her smile continued to spread as I struggled to keep my moans to myself.

I wondered if this was how she used to be with Eric, and in what world was he willing to give this up? What she felt to make her double back and end up pregnant? It fucked with me at the worst time imaginable.

But she pulled away from the kiss, looked me in my eyes, and told me, "I want you inside me."

I almost gave it to her, almost said fuck it and gave Ivory a sibling. Almost.