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One of a Kind :

I'd never felt nothin like that. Beyoncé was a different breed that I was lucky to find. She made me feel good mentally but now physically. Even though it was new, it's like she belonged. As if it came naturally.

The way she controlled me on the counter made me weak. My small smoke break before made it no better, I was basically on the clouds. Her lips gave me a high, her touch took me higher and the anticipation of what was to come took me away.

The need to call out her name sat on my tongue but to keep me quiet, she took my tongue into her mouth. Her fingers touched a place that had never touched, trapping me with her soft words in my ear. My mind didn't know how to handle it.

"Yoncé." I whimpered in her ear, wrapping my arms securely around her neck. She hummed along with me, still rubbing me gently. My stomach tingled a strong one before my breathing began to intense. I hid my face deep in her neck whining loud as it I melted in her embrace.

"It's alright. It's okay, Bunny. You did good." She kissed my ear, down my jaw until she made it to my lips. I yearned for the kiss, grabbing her face in my hands. "You alright?"

"Stop talkin." All I wanted to feel were her lips. She kissed me like she knew I deserved it. Like I needed it because I did. More than she thought I did. With everything on my mind the way it's been, I finally felt light. "Thank you." I pressed my forehead against hers, breathing heavily with my eyes still closed.

"Hey. What's wrong? Look at me."

I didn't want to. Deep down I knew I would cry. She made me feel like I could do that.

"Look at me Bunny, stop doing that."

"I can't."

"Please? Did I do somethin-"

"No. No, it wasn't you Beyoncé." I finally looked at her, wiping the stray tears that found their way down my face. The last thing I wanted to do was cry in front of her right now. Especially after what we'd just done. It didn't line up. "I'm fine."

"No. You're not." She stopped me from getting off the counter. I sighed wiping my eyes free to look at her. "And your eyes are red as i've ever seen. What's going on?....And- and your pupils- Bunny are you high?"

"I don't- No. Excuse me." I mushed her back and got down, grabbing my shorts from the floor. At the same time I could hear my room door open.

"Bunny!"

"Yea?! One second Momma!" I had to pee badly. Beyoncé only stood there watching me so I shooed her to turn around, sighing and peeing when she did.

"Are you using the restroom?!"

"Yes Momma."

"Ok. Well Beyoncé was lookin for ya. Don't have her waitin Bunny, that's your company."

"Yes ma'am, i'll be out in a second."

"Are you rushing me away?" The doorknob jiggled but thankfully it was locked. I handled myself, getting back dressed and washed my hands. "Bunny."

"Momma. Can I have my privacy please? I'll be out."

"Alright. But I want to talk to you young lady."

"Yes ma'am."

I waited a couple seconds, hearing the room door close. Beyoncé came from the corner with a frown on her face.

"Bunny you need to talk to me."

"I am fine Beyoncé. I've told ya what was going on, what more am I posed ta say?"

"Why were you cryin? I know you still holdin somethin back Bunny."

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