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"Uh- fuck. Wait. Baby wait, I hear something."
"I don't hear anything."
I stared at her face for a few seconds to see if i'll hear anything again. But I didn't. Beyoncé chuckled and pecked my lips as I sighed. My heart dropped to my ass while my soul was floating. Getting fucked and then scared by a noise is a good and bad feeling. Thought I was dying.
Before she started I pushed my glasses closer to my face and grabbed her wrist. Her hand was pushing on my stomach as she stroked and that was making it hard. I'm about to scream. Girl wasted no time to start back stroking slow and deep.
We held eye contact as she sped up and I shut my eyes tightly. Now that shit is touching my brain. I feel it. It may seem like i'm exaggerating but I really feel the headache coming.
"Fuuccckk Bubbi wait." I tried to push my leg down as she lifted it and gasped. Jesus fucking christ. Just as I felt her release inside, I let go too. I was breathing heavily when I heard another noise. "Stop." I grabbed her hand and stared at her again.
Staring makes me focus.
"Baby I don't hear shit."
"Well I do."
I pushed her out and she smiled as cum eased out of me. That's not even that good to see. It's sexy but damn let me up. Instead of getting straight up, I rolled over until I was at the edge of the bed. She helped me up and led me to the bathroom. Starting the shower and getting me my soaps and stuff.
"Can we change the bathroom from pink and black? I'm tired of seeing this shit baby."
"I don't care Beyoncé. But we're not doing yellow either."
"Mcht okay."
I stepped in the shower with her behind me and we washed up. She washed my body for me while I stood sluggishly. Neither of them can tell me I haven't stepped my pussy up. I'm so tired and wore out. A bitch didn't even make her stop because I couldn't take it. Only reason was because I kept hearing shit. Which i'm making her go check out.
Once I was dressed and comfortable in the bed, I stopped her from laying down.
"Go see what that noise was. Please papi."
"Baby....If you're scared, what makes you think i'm not?"
"Beyoncé, go. Our baby is right next door."
"I'm playing. I was gonna go anyways." She rolled her eyes and removed her leg from the bed.
"Sissy." I mumbled as she walked out and rolled over to her side of the bed. I'm always on her side because I like to be under her at all times. That's my booty butt and I love her so very much.
It wasn't long before she came back and I looked at her. She dryly got in the bed and I frowned at her. Why hasn't she said shit? Got me looking dumb trynna read her face and shit.
