After leaving her native city Beyoncé to get back on her feet and raise her two year old son. She finds someone who is willing to care for her and her two year old son. The only problem is he's taken. With her family no where to be found, can Beyonc...
"Are you sure?" He asked for the tenth time. I was growing impatient as I felt myself become wetter by the second. I knew he was just being cautious but I was more than ready for him to show me all the shit he was talking about doing. I craved the feeling of him more than I ever did with Lyndall. It went beyond lust. It wasn't just sex. I needed him.
After we had got out of the car, we took the elevator. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other in the few seconds we were in there secluded. Before, the sexual tension built up between us and we were never able to act on it. Now, as I felt his thick and long dick grind against the inside of my thigh, I couldn't stop the inevitable if I tried.
We got off of the elevator and went to apartment 8. I had one thing in mind, and that was to get the life fucked out of me by Mr. Shawn Carter. I didn't even get my baby from mama g like I planned.
We got inside and immediately hopped on one another. He pushed me against the front door kissing my neck knowing that was the weakest place of my body. His hands explored my body like never before. His hand found his way up my skirt, stopping at my clit. He started off gentle, but with each minute, he grew more aggressive moans grew louder.
"Fuck baby I'm so close." His hand stroked faster driving me crazy. My back arched into the door and felt myself convulse onto him. My justices covered his entire hand. What surprised me the most was when he licked his hand dry. If I wasn't already turned on, I definitely was now. I felt like nothing could ruin my high.
"Mmm you taste so sweet. Wait here." He pecked my lips and left me standing there smiling like an idiot.
I waited there for a few minutes before I started to feel stupid. I had been dropped my purse on the floor along with my phone. I took off my jacket along with most of my clothes. I left everything there on the floor carelessly before walking to my room.
I saw Jay in there with the lights dimmed down to the lowest setting possible. He had somehow connected his phone to my Bluetooth and was playing all the old 90s songs. The fact that he did all of that touched my heart, but I couldn't even appreciate fully because I was so focused on him being inside of me.
"Took you long enough." I saw him smirk in the dim light.
"Shut up." I walked over there slowly to tease him before bending down and kissing him.
Somehow I ended up underneath him. Me in my panties only and him in his boxers. I felt all of him and was somewhat scared. It'd been a minute since I last had some, and I knew I was dealing with something serious right now.
He left a trail of kisses down my bare chest, licking and sucking each of my breasts. He traveled to my stomach layering sweet kisses there. I quickly grew tired and that and pushed his head down some.
"Anxious?" I knew I had boosted his head up way to much already so I didn't want to respond. I was extremely anxious because I knew with lips like those, his head had to be A1.
His lips met my clit and my back arched instantly. I moaned as he alternated between kissing my second pair of lips, to flicking his tongue at lightning speed over my clitoris. I gripped and scratched his head, this close to another orgasm.
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