Thick & Thin

Chapter Eleven; Fuck the Rules

"mmm, damn baby!" Beyoncé's eyelids flickered erratically as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. With both of her legs draped over Shawn's shoulders, she twisted her hips and reached for the headboard instead of ripping the sheets apart. It took every muscle in her body to keep from choking him with her legs.

"Stop moving." Shawn mumbled and continued pulling her towards the edge of the bed. Every time she tried to pull away he'd pull her right back down towards him whispering things like "Give me my pussy!" and "Damn you taste good!"

Shawn chuckled at his ability to make her squirm and started harassing her clit with his tongue again.

"oooooh my GOD!" she quivered and came for about the 5th time in the past few minutes. "I hate you!"

He knew damn well about her celibacy idea and took it upon himself to try to change her mind. Only taking it as far as this 'professional' act, he wanted to see how far she'd let him take it. This was just too amusing to him. He had already put 50 down along with Kelly and Michelle, betting that she wouldn't last more than a month. The fact that he had broken a few rules was under-wraps though. They couldn't know that.

Finishing up his business, he lifted his head before licking his lips. "You hate me though?" Shawn squinted; his face glistening in all of her essence. She took a deep breath and combed the hair out of her face with her fingers while he stood up and covered her body with his. "You just mad 'cause you gave in."

"Whatever you crossed that line after you and that damn tongue of yours decided to get more acquainted with Ms. Kitty. You can't just stop there." she replied breathlessly as he started kissing on her neck, making sure to mark his territory.

"Oh so now you want it!" he smiled condescendingly and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"I need it!"

She managed to flip Shawn over and straddle him. "Did you lock the door?"

Brendan was already up and either in his bedroom playing or downstairs watching TV. The last thing she needed was for another mishap, of him walking in on her.

Shawn nodded and she proceeded to pull her nightgown over her head. Once she reached for Shawn's boxers, the doorbell rang. They both frowned and grunted with disappointment.

"Damn mannn." Shawn said as Beyonce rolled off of the bed and grabbed her robe before looking out of her window. She spotted an unfamiliar car outfront. "the hell? You expectin somebody?" she looked over at Shawn as he got off of the bed and stood beside her. "Nah."

Letting out an angry sigh, Beyoncé jammed her feet into her leopard print fuzzy slippers and walked out of the room while Shawn disappeared off into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Whoever was on the other side of the door obviously didn't think she was moving fast enough for their liking and resulted in banging on the door instead of continuously ringing the doorbell.

"I'm COMIN! DAMN!!" The noise seized as Beyonce tightened her robe and made her way down the stairs.

Brendan was sitting in front of the television with a bowl of cereal. She brushed off the fact that he was sitting less than 2 inches away from the TV and swung the door open with every intention to cuss someone out but held the harsh remarks back once she came face to face with her distraught bestfriend.

"What the hell?" she looked behind Kelly and watched as the unfamiliar car pulled off. "What are you doing here?"

Kelly brushed past her and Beyoncé closed the door before taking note of the despair expression on her face. Kelly was still dressed in the same clothes from the club outing the night before and her hair was a mess, somewhat matching Beyoncé's frayed mane.