Part 44

It was around midnight when Beyoncé crept into the guest room where Ryan slept. She was breathing slowly through her nose fast asleep when Beyoncé slipped in, clicking the door behind her, and locking it.

"Ry?" She whispered checking if she was awake as she moved closer to the bed. "Baby?" She started placing kisses on her gently, open mouthed pulling Ryan's skin into her lips.

Ryan moaned waking up slowly as Beyoncé continued trailing kisses down her neck, sucking the loose skin into her mouth. Her fingers trailed along Ryan's skin as the younger one slowly woke up.

"Mmm," she moaned as Beyoncé alternated between kissing and sucking her skin into her mouth.

"Mmm honey, I missed these pretty moans so much but you have to be quiet," Beyoncé warned.

Ryan hummed melting into her touch. And Beyoncé's hands held her in place as she made her way along Ryan's body. She got lower, lifted her top and pulled a nipple into her mouth, the deep brown between her pale pink lips.

Ryan could feel the pleasure ripple through her chest, Beyoncé's tongue tugging on her nipple, flicking it between her teeth.

"Mmm," she moaned, letting her fingers slip into Beyoncé's hair. "Bey?" Ryan asked as Beyoncé sucked her skin harder.

The older one looked up at her, hazel eyes burning into her, "shh baby you really have to be quiet." Beyoncé hated that they'd been interrupted earlier. She wanted Ryan to feel every inch of her desire, to know how much she loved and wanted her.

Ryan nodded as Beyoncé's tongue ran over her again. And then again, slowly flicking over the taut brown skin. Ryan felt a well being to form between her legs.

"I missed you," Beyoncé bit the inside of her lip, still whispering into Ryan's skin.

"I missed you too" Ryan breathed, chest slowly moving up and down. Her nipples were so tender and Beyoncé's touch made it hard for her to be quiet.

"Let me make it up to you," Beyoncé swallowed moving lower on her body. "I wanna taste you all over me."

Ryan hesitated, spreading her legs open wider. Beyoncé was so intense when she touched her, tongue running down along her skin.

"Come on baby, show mama how sweet you are," Beyoncé said placing her hands on Ryan's thighs. She pushed open Ryan's legs tugging her loose shorts out of the way.

"So pretty," she hummed as Ryan's legs spread open and her tongue dipped into her.

Ryan moaned rolling her hips.

"Mamas gonna fuck you so good okay? You just have to be quiet okay honey?" Beyoncé whispered .

Ryan tucked her lip behind her teeth, nodding as her inner thighs began to tingle.

"I hated being apart from you honey," Beyoncé whispered, her fingers rolling over Ryan's nipples. She wanted Ryan to feel her with every breath she took.

Ryan dropped her eyes, both their eyes meeting as Beyoncé sucked her clit into her mouth. Her inner thighs trembled. Beyoncé pressed her lips to Ryan, tasting the liquid that dripped from her.

Ryan moaned, breath catching in her throat.

And then there was a knock on the door. They both paused looking at each other, Beyoncé still between her legs.

Brooke knocked again. "Ryan I know you're up," she said simply.

They both froze again, Beyoncé shuffling from her position, holding up a finger that told Ryan to tell her to wait.

"Just a second," Ryan called out rolling her eyes and pulling her shorts back on.

Beyoncé disappeared into the closet silently giggling to herself. She felt like a teenager sneaking around to have sex. This was so embarrassing, she thought, stuffing herself into the mostly empty space.

Ryan groaned getting up. This was Brooke's second time interrupting her nut.

Ryan opened the door and Brooke walked in, grinning. She hadn't actually known if Ryan was awake but figured saying that would work if she was. "You locked the door?"

"Couldn't sleep," Ryan shrugged and Brooke just assumed she was used to locked doors from living in the dorms.

"So what's up?" Ryan asked as Brooke took a seat on the bed beside her.

"Little one wouldn't let me sleep so I thought I'd check what you were doing."

"Cute," Ryan smiled tucking her lips in, she was pissed but trying her best to hide it. "I'm not doing anything though."

"Whatever you say Ryan," Brooke rolled her eyes. "Sorry about my mom by the way." She said causing Ryan's to look directly at the closet.

"What'd you mean?" Ryan asked, her palms getting sweaty.

"She's just super annoying lately. I feel like all she does is complain.

"She's complaining?"

"Yeah, maybe not around you but I don't know, I thought you could tell. You seemed awkward earlier when she came in," Brooke shrugged.

Ryan shuffled. What did Brooke mean by that? Had she noticed anything? Ryan swallowed trying to keep her cool. "I thought you figured things out with your mom?" She tried not to look at the closet.

Brooke shook her head. "We did and then we didn't. It's basically because she doesn't want me to have this kid."

"Why'd you think that? She seems supportive."

"You don't know my mom. She acts all supportive and nice but then she tells me all these stories about how hard it is to be a mom and it's like I know it's hard, I'm not stupid but I wanna do it. I'm a grown woman and I can make my own choices and do things for myself."

Ryan nodded, nibbling her lip between her teeth. She felt defensive of Beyoncé but it really wasn't her business. "I get that, but she's probably just trying to prepare you," Ryan said still annoyed that Brooke had interrupted them.

"I don't need preparing. I just need her to be my mom. It's like ever since I got pregnant everything's just about preparing me for being a mom. She doesn't even care about her grandchild, it's just about me and making sure I'm ready. What about the baby? What about making sure they're okay? She hasn't even accepted that there's a real person about to get here."

Ryan sighed, thinking about Beyoncé listening to this, "how is the baby Brooke?"

Brooklyn smiled thinking about the love growing inside of her, "I think he's good. I had to stop eating spicy food though. I feel like he kicks me extra hard whenever I eat something spicy."

"For real? That's so weird."

"Right!" She laughed. "Sorry for ranting, I just needed to get it off my chest. It almost feels like I need to have my own baby so she can stop treating me like a baby."

"She doesn't treat you like a—"

"She literally does. I can't even talk to her properly cuz she just assumes what I'm mad at all the time. It's like I'll tell her it's this and she'll tell me I'm still just mad about the divorce or whatever else she thinks it is. I'm honestly tired of it."

Ryan looked towards the closet door again, swallowing hard. "I think— maybe you should try talking to her again. It might be different next time."

"Yeah... Anyways I'm gonna go to bed, sorry girl," Brooke sighed getting up as Ryan shut the door behind her saying goodnight.

A moment passed before Beyonce finally stepped out of the closet, solemnly as her hands played with her hair. "Sorry you had to hear that," Beyonce sighed to herself wrapping her robe around herself again.

Ryan shrugged, "are you okay?" If anyone should feel bad after that it was Bey. Brooke was clearly more upset with her than she let on.

Beyoncé took a seat beside Ryan. "I'm just tired of there always being something. I knew she was upset but I didn't know she was actually..." she trailed off.

"Mad?"

"Yes but I thought it was just silly stuff you know? Old stuff. Me telling Levi she was pregnant or whatever."

"You told him?"

Beyoncé nodded.

"Damn."

"You think I shouldn't have?" Beyoncé asked, letting Ryan's hand slip into hers.

"I mean she was dragging it. It's his kid too right? He deserved to know."

"That's what I said," Beyoncé rolled her eyes. "Anyways, enough about her."

Beyoncé brought their hands closer together, pulling Ryan's hand up to her lips and kissing.

"We need to talk about us," Beyoncé accepted, as Ryan's hand settled into her touch.

"There's an us?"

Beyoncé nodded, "there's an us." She swallowed. Ryan somehow managed to get through her defences every time despite her attempts to push her away. "Come to my room, I can't do this in here." Brooklyn was right next door, and definitely still awake.

Ryan peeked out of the door checking the coast was clear before they both snuck out and ran down the hall to Beyoncé's bedroom.

"So what's up?" Ryan asked. "What are we gonna do about Brooke?"

At this, Beyonce hesitated, her left hand disappearing into her hair. "She wants me to stop treating her like a child. Fine, I'll stop treating her like a child."

Ryan raised a brow. "What does that mean?"

Beyoncé smiled, pulling Ryan into her and kissing her, tucking her fingers beneath her chin.

"We have to tell her," Ryan said.

"I know baby, I'll tell her before yall leave."

"Yeah?" Ryan raised a brow looking at Beyoncé.

"Mmhm I'll do anything when you look at me like that."

"Anything?" Ryan smirked.

Beyoncé couldn't help but be all over her again. "Anything," she lowered her eyes.

The two kissed, tongues slipping into each others mouths. Beyoncé kissed around her face, lips pressing along her neck, over her skin, so deeply and gently.

Beyoncé was in love with her and she felt every inch of that. She loved being kissed like this and loved even more when she could hear Beyoncé's neediness in the pants she released through her plump lips.

"Lie back," Ryan breathed, brows inching together. She hadn't pleased Beyoncé in so long. And the older one sounded so desperate for it, full of yearning yet not asking. She needed Ryan though. And Ryan just wanted to show her the feeling was mutual. She peeled off Beyoncé's pyjama top and then placed her mouth on her breasts.

"Ry baby," Beyoncé let herself moan out. Ryan's tongue flicked over her nipple and she felt herself getting more turned on. "You're making me feel so good," she breathed as her legs spread open, wetness pooling between them.

Ryan lay on her chest licking over nipples and watching Beyoncé's expression on her face. Those eyebrows upturned, and lip tucked between her lips. She needed this. She'd been holding out for months. Her body was desperate for Ryan and Ryan could tell.

Beyoncé's hand trailed down landing between her legs. She gasped when she felt it, looking down at Ryan concentrating. "You made mommy so wet," she breathed, her eyes meeting Ryan's as the shorter girl tugged her nipple between her lips.

Ryan bit down a little, staring at Beyoncé with low and dangerous eyes as she flicked over her nipple.

The older one tapped Ryan's cheek to let go and then slid her wet fingers between Ryan's lips. Ryan's mouth closed around them, licking up the sap Beyoncé had between her legs.

"This is what you do to me honey," the older one breathed as her fingers strolled slowly into Ryan's mouth. A low groan left the younger one's mouth as she tasted Beyoncé for the first time in months. Then Beyoncé pulled her fingers out, calling Ryan a good girl and told her to "go back to making mommy feel good."

Ryan hummed, taking her nipple back into her mouth. And Beyoncé used her now wet hand to press back between her dripping thighs. She pressed against her clit and moaned as Ryan continued to lick her nipples over.

"Just like that," Beyoncé said huskily pushing Ryan back into her heavy breasts.

Using her left hand she tilted Ryan's head to look at her. "You look so pretty sucking on mommy like this," she moaned stroking herself even faster.

Ryan couldn't speak, just lick and then she bit down and Beyoncé groaned. "Just like that baby, show mommy's what she deserves."

Ryan moaned into her breast, why did her talking like this turn her on so much? Beyoncé was so wet that Ryan could hear it as she fucked herself, eyes on Ryan the entire time.

Ryan bit down harder trying to stifle her own desire. The way Beyoncé moaned out made Ryan willing to do anything.

Beyoncé kept going, fucking herself and Ryan placed a hand on top of her own. When Ryan found her clit, the older ones legs spread wider and her mouth sagged open, Ryan watching her get closer.

"Let me make you cum," Ryan tucked her lips in asking for permission.

"You're being a good girl now huh?" Beyoncé moaned out fingers still playing inside of herself.

"Mhm," Ryan nodded, her eyes bright as she looked up at Beyoncé. She'd do anything.

Beyoncé took a breath eyeing her up and down. Ryan looked like she wanted to please, dark eyes shining as they watched Beyoncé get closer and closer to orgasm.

"Mommy made a mess, you wanna clean it up for me?"

A smile spread across Ryan's face. She'd been waiting for Beyoncé to ask. Her hands pushed Beyoncé's out of the way and the taller one tucked a lip between her teeth, dimple popping as she did. Her fingers left a trail of juices on the bed as she pulled away.

And Ryan crawled down eagerly, grasping Beyoncé's legs and moving down on the bed. She was met with the sight of Beyoncé's legs spread open, a mixture of cream and juices all over her upper thighs. She gulped taking it in. She looked so beautiful, her clit wet and throbbing as Ryan stared, deciding where to start.

"Please baby," Beyoncé begged looking down at the woman between her legs. She was desperately horny and Ryan looked so damn good between her legs, lips plump and slightly parted as she looked at her lover.

"Shit," Ryan muttered to herself. Neither of them were getting any sleep tonight. Her tongue pressed forward and she swiped her tongue delicately over Beyoncés slit.

Beyoncé gasped as Ryan continued to lick slowly and gently over Beyoncé, not quite giving her what she needed.

"Please stop teasing me," she moaned trying to thrust into Ryan's face. "Uhhh," her moans were low in her throat. She sounded so turned on, Ryan's own body was even reacting to her sounds.

Beyoncé's hips thrust up into her harder, "please baby. Mama needs this." She moaned while fucking her face, hips clicking up and into Ryan's mouth.

Ryan gave in and moaned into her. She hadn't touched Beyoncé in so long. Watching her expressions and hearing her voice was enough to make Ryan do anything.

Beyoncé's hand made its way into Ryan's scalp, gripping those braids and thrusting her hips. Ryan pressed her lips against her, sucking her clit into her mouth. She made out with it, licking and sucking until Beyoncé was dripping down her chin.

Beyoncé pushed her head even deeper. "Good girl," she moaned. "Baby, do I taste good in your mouth?"

"Mhm flip over," Ryan instructed.

Beyoncé did as told, pushing her ass up so Ryan could reach her. Then Ryan's tongue flicked over her clit quickly, sucking her in until Beyoncé let out that one moan. She tasted amazing. Ryan couldn't stop.

"Shit. You made me so wet. I can't— oh honey," Beyoncé moaned, soaking Ryan's face. She knew she was close, she could feel it as she moaned into the pillow. "Mamas gonna cum so hard, you want me to cum don't you baby? You're making me like this"

Beyoncé was almost crying now, her juices dripping into Ryan's open mouth. Ryan kept going, tongue swiping over her again and again.

"I'm gonna cum baby, you're gonna make me cum like this."

Then Beyoncé came twitching and moaning loudly. She prayed that the soundproofing had worked. She couldn't help herself from screaming.

"Oh my god," she moaned even louder. She knew she was making a bigger mess at this point as Ryan made circles that caused her whole body to shudder. "Baby I'm cumming I'm c—" she twitched, covered in sweat and juices as Ryan pressed open mouthed kisses to her pussy. Ryan was too good at making her feel good.

She moved and took a moment recovering, closing her legs and watching Ryan slowly pull away from her. She breathed out and then turned to face the shorter girl.

After catching her breath, she let her eyes meet Ryan's and then her hands were on Ryan's neck and Ryans body softened beneath her grip.

Beyoncé smirked, letting her other hand trace the hem of Ryan's underwear. "Have I ever told you how pretty you are honey?" Beyoncé asked kissing as she squeezed.

Ryan playfully shook her head, eyes wide as she looked up at Beyoncé, "you think I'm pretty?" She asked, desperate for Beyoncé inside of her again, with those long slender fingers that she loved so much.

"Mmhm," Beyoncé hummed, still taking her time with Ryan's panties, her finger tracing along the edge of the fabric.

"So pretty honey," she breathed. "Can mama show you how much she wants you?"

Ryan trembled as Beyoncé traced circles over the material. Then her finger slipped beneath the hem, slowly touching her sticky and throbbing clit.

"I think she wants me as much as I want her," Beyoncé bit down and pulled away, peeling off Ryan's underwear.

The shorter one breathed out and Beyoncé started to place soft kisses over her neck, slowly making her way along her skin.

"Bey," she breathed out as blonde hair ducked beneath the sheets.

"Uh huh?" Beyoncé asked, lips slowly wrapping around Ryan's nipple.

"Uhhhh," Ryan breathed as Beyoncé's mouth sucked and licked over her skin. "I'm yours," she moaned and Beyoncé smirked.

Ryan reached a hand down, stroking it through Beyoncé's scalp. The older one glanced up, hazel eyes shining into her as her tongue swiped over her nipple. Ryan breathed in slowly then back out seeing the brown embers in Beyoncé's eyes almost glow as she looked down.

"Fuck," she moaned. Beyoncé trailed her kisses down lower, along her stomach, over her belly button, slowly making their way between her legs. "Please I'm so wet." Ryan squirmed beneath her touch.

"Honey, stay still for me okay?"

Ryan nodded, "uh-uh huh," she said trying to follow instructions as those lips pressed into her inner thighs. She moaned as Beyoncé pushed her legs open even wider.

Then a finger traced up along her centre, gathering up her wetness like it was ice cream and placing it into her mouth. "You deserve to taste yourself." Beyoncé told her.

Ryan hissed, eyes widening as she swallowed around her fingers. Beyoncé always made her feel so desired as if her pussy was a luxury and she was lucky to indulge.

"Please baby, can mama taste you as well?" Beyoncé asked as she got even closer to Ryan's centre.

Ryan hummed, nervously nodding her head as a finger swiped through her pussy again. Beyoncé loved this side of Ryan, submissive and sensitive to every single touch. She spread Ryan's legs open wider, dipping her tongue in between her thighs.

She ran her tongue along Ryan's inner thighs, stopping just before she got to her pussy. Then she did the same on the other leg and Ryan gasped, legs opening up as liquid trickled out of her. Beyoncé moaned into her, before finally licking up her honey.

"Beyoncé fuck!" She screamed knocking Beyoncé into remembering where she was.

"You still have to be quiet honey." She smirked. She was teasing her really. She knew exactly how hard this would be for Ryan but that was what made it so much fun.

Ryan nodded, "s-sorry mama."

Then Beyoncé slipped her fingers inside. "Bey—"

"Shhh princess," Beyoncé kissed her clit softly.

Ryan shuddered, clutching the sheets beneath her as Beyoncé's fingers slid even deeper.

"Fuuuuck Bey," Ryan moaned.

Then she rolled her eyes when Beyoncé stopped. At this point she didn't care if Brooklyn heard. Let her know how good her mom was fucking her.

"Quiet or I stop," Beyoncé warned. Ryan's mouth closed, eyes rolling up as her body trembled. "Say yes mama."

Ryan groaned, legs spread and her eyes on Beyoncé. "Yes mama," she bit her lip.

Those two fingers thrust back into her and Beyoncés tongue rolled over her clit.

Ryan hummed, legs spreading wider, forcing herself to be silent as she got fucked. Beyoncé pressed in deeper with her fingers, slowly sliding in and out making it even harder for Ryan to be quiet.

She could hear herself, her juices splashing onto Beyoncé's fingers. And Beyoncé's mouth wasn't silent either, licking her up, her tongue rolling over her flesh.

Ryan hummed instead. Beyoncé made her so easy. And then Beyoncé's fingers curved and Ryan's head fell back, brows arching as her mouth opened.

"That's it honey? Right there?" Beyoncé asked as Ryan's pussy tightened around her fingers. The shorter girl wanted to scream and to moan but she couldn't so instead she nodded her head against the bed, gritting her teeth.

Beyoncé kept pressing, in and out getting Ryan closer, slipping through her wetness. Then her mouth wrapped around Ryan's clit again and she sucked it, causing Ryan's body to arch even more.

She kept up her pace, thrusting and sucking the nub of her clit sending Ryan crazy.

"Shiiit," she moaned out immediately pushing Beyoncé away. She was cumming so hard, all the built up emotions dripping out of her easily.

Beyoncé chuckled, watching her with dark eyes. Ryan was so cute she almost wanted to make her do that again.

—————[A/N]I split this up to give yall a little break lmao. Hope you enjoyed this

Thoughts on Brooke's conversation with Ryan? Brooke interrupting? Bey and Ryan's conversation? Them sneaking around?