No Ordinary Love

12

"Feel like some sexual healing
Just relax and let me do, let me do things my way"

Her grunts were turning me on even more. My nipples brushed up and down the soft sheets beneath me, they hardened when her fingers skillfully toyed with them. She'd been inside of my for the last four hours, I didn't want her to leave, I'd gotten used to feeling her occupy me in every sense.

"This is my last condom, babe...." her hips began to move sloppy, my focus was too blurred to care.

"F-fuck! I don't care! J-just don't stop!"

Her strokes became drawn out and sloppy, with every thrust forward I felt her in other organs. My mouth hung open, my hands were gripping on the sheets that were nearly off of the mattress while I took ever blow like a champ.

"Take off! Please, take off! I need you, baby!" I screamed and shook as my orgasm ran its course all throughout my body. She'd thoroughly sexed me, proving to me that it was possible to get love made to your mind, body, and soul. We both came and I heard her do away with the used rubber.

"Anything for you, mama. This my pussy, right?" She asked, knowing the answer already. If her name wasn't inked over my entire body, it was now.

From my toes to the top of my head, it was all Beyoncé's.

"It's all yours, baby! You're going to make me crazy!" I admitted from the pits of my soul.

The sun had set, I could feel darkness and could no longer make out the volume of her shape anymore. I closed my eyes when she flipped me onto my back and imagined the face I was gifted to see in my dreams every night.

"Mhm, tell me you love me, Nika," she demanded. Her lips were exactly on mine, my arms flew around her neck, my legs hiked around her waist while she slowed the pace down.

"I love you," I meant it.

I felt a drop fall upon my cheek, before I could wonder any deeper, she took my lips into a kiss that was so nasty I felt it in my pussy.

"I'm sorry for everything," she apologized while crying into my neck.

I was becoming choked up from the different emotions that were swimming in the room at one time. Still, her strokes never stopped, I softly raked my hands through her hair to calm and kissed her sweaty neck in acceptance.

"There's no need to be sorry, baby."

I assured and arched my back when she seated herself into me.

"Listen to me," her light skin was glowing while she dragged me through the sunflower field.

"You fix her! Fix her before it's too late, child!" My mother's hair was braided into a braid that looked as if it was a halo around her head. The white gown she had on hugged her at the waist and flared out from there.

Her fingers pointed to my chest, I felt it beat again for the first time in a while. "You fix her! Save her from living hell!"

"Nicki!" I jolted up, Nicki did soon after me. Her hands reached out for my figure, and once she felt me she sighed deeply.

"I'm right here, Beyoncé.....did you take your medicine?" Her hand was around my neck, she drew soft circles on my pulse with her thumb to calm me.

"I don't need it, baby.....just had a....weird dream."

"Wanna talk about it?"

I shook my head no before verbally relying, "no."

"I....I wanna try something, don't think I'm crazy." I jumped out of bed and made way to Nicki's side.