Thick & Thin

Chapter Thirty-Nine : Part I ; The Honeymooners

In a complete daze, Shawn stirred in his sleep. Sure, he felt the slight smack to the chest and a voice telling him he needed to wake up but ignored it. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't, his tired body wouldn't budge.

Beyonce on the other hand had been up for at least three hours already.

The two arrived in Aruba the night before, Shawn was clearly still hanging off of US Eastern time and suffering from jetlag, not to mention the hurtin Bey put on him once they settled.

He'd already slept half the damn day away and she wasn't going to let it slide for another minute.

The hotel suite he had booked was beautiful, decked out with anything you could think of but she didn't plan on spending all her precious time cooped up in it while they could be out doing something more interesting like spending his money on whatever she wanted.

With this being her second attempt to wake him up she put a little more effort into it. The first time, he didn't even move a muscle. Eventually she gave up and went down to the pool to relax before coming back to find him still peacefully asleep.

Sighing heavily, Beyonce swung her hair over her shoulder and stared a hole in the side of his face. She knew damn well he wasn't that much of a hard sleeper, why he was playing games with her right now was beyond her.

'Two can play that game.' She thought.

With a tight smirk tugging at her lips, she slid out of her gold flip flops and tossed the sarong around her waist to the floor leaving her in just her bikini. Lifting the comforter that covered Shawn from the waist down, she straddled his naked body in hopes of not being turned on by all of this her damn self.

As soon as she saw an eyelid flicker, she'd jump up. That was all in the plan. Of course he'd be pissed off but at least he'd be awake and pissed off.

"Baby, get up- I got something for you." She pleaded rubbing her index finger over his bottom lip and kissing it. Gently, she nibbled on it for a second before she felt Shawn's hands gliding up the back of her thighs and squeezing her butt.

'Poor thing thinks he's really about to get some.' She composed her laugh and decided to entertain his thoughts; circling her hips around his dick all the while kissing and sucking in all the right places.

In no time, Shawn was awake and completely aroused.

"Damn girl." He chuckled; sleep still evident in his voice. "If that's what you wanted all you had to do was say so."

"Hardy- harr-harr. Real funny!" she smirked sarcastically. "Too bad the jokes on you buddy." She mumbled.

"Yeah, whatever." He hugged her causing her to lay flat on his stomach. "Where you been?" He questioned after taking note that she was wearing her bathing suit and her naturally light skin had turned a shade darker.

"I went to lay out by the pool, by myself, since my selfish husband thought sleeping his life away was more important than spending time with me. Don't you think he deserves to be punished?"

Shawn cocked his brows. "Depends on what kind of punishment you talking about."

"Trust me, it aint the good kind." She laughed and attempted to get up but Shawn held her down.

"Whatchu doin?" He asked with confusion written all over his face. "I know you not just gon leave me hangin like that?"

"I believe I am. Now get up, I'm trynna go somewhere. I'll be damned if I spend our entire honeymoon cooped up in here Shawn."

"What I tell you about waking me up for stupid shit?" Tightening her up in the hug, he groaned burying his face in the nape of her neck and inhaling the natural warm vanilla scent she always seemed carry around with her. "Huh?"