#finneas

the windows were already fogging up, heat curling thick between your bodies as you squirmed in the pushed back passenger seat, thighs trembling under billie’s grip. her fingers dug into the soft flesh, thumbs stroking slow, possessive circles right at the crease where your legs met your hips.

“spread your legs wider,” she said, voice low and rough, like gravel dipped in honey. “don’t make me say it again.”

you whimpered, already breathless, and did what she asked—legs shaky as you opened up for her, the leather seat cold against your bare skin.

billie leaned back slightly, just enough to look at you. eyes dark, hungry. her sweats were pushed low on her hips—her cock already hard against her stomach, tip flushed and slick, aching for you.

“tell me what you want,” she murmured, thumb brushing the inside of your thigh again, slow enough to make you twitch. “use your words, baby.”

you looked up at her through your lashes, lips parted, voice barely a whisper. “i want you inside me…”

“yeah?” she smirked, leaning in, the head of her cock nudging against your entrance. “you sure you can take it?”

you nodded fast, hips rising to meet her, desperation pouring off you like heat.

“mm.” billie’s smile faded into something darker, more focused. “guess we’ll find out.”

she pushed in slow, inch by inch, watching your mouth drop open, your back arching helplessly against the seat. the windows were almost completely fogged now. outside was a blur—but none of that mattered. the only thing you could feel was her. deep. thick. splitting you open so good you couldn’t even think.

"is that good?" she murmured, watching as your stomach bulged with her size the deeper she sank.

"mm, yes" your words came out breathless, helpless as you let her fill you to the brim.

billie smiled slowly, hips pulling back before snapping forward again, filling you once more in a sudden motion. a strangled sound broke from your throat and your hands scrambled to hold onto something, so much so that you almost even grabbed the hand brake.

"careful" her voice cut through the sudden silence as she stopped her movements. "don't wanna start rollin' out of the parking garage now, do you?" her reminder made you gulp and a strange wave of arousal washed over you, the gummy walls of your pussy clenching around billie, making her let out a hum.

"that turn you on, babygirl?" she moved her hips again, pulling back abruptly before snapping inside you again. "dyin'?"

it didn't. of course not, but you just couldn't make sense of your body right now. your reactions all over the place.

"no" you managed to whimper out, choking on a moan when one of her hands left your hip and reached up to grope and squeeze your bouncing tits.

"no?" that tone, her voice, fuck, you could feel yourself getting wetter, gush of wetness leaving you. "sure doesn't seem like it" she says before she straightens up, picking up her pace.

"f— fuck, billie" you cursed, the fire burning in your lower belly as you body shook with her thrusts.

"what's that?" her hand left your tits, wrapping firmly around your throat as the sounds of her cock plowing into you and your moans and her grunts filled the car, rocking it in time with her movements.

her hand tightened just enough to make you gasp, to make your eyes flutter, body going pliant under her like something she owned.

"what's that, baby?" her voice was low, fucked-out, chest heaving as she kept you pinned. "can't talk with my cock that deep in you?"

you tried—god, you tried—but your head was spinning, everything inside you wound tight like wire. her hips were relentless now, each thrust pushing you further up the seat, the slick slap of skin-on-skin echoing inside the car like thunder.

your hands finally found purchase—one gripping the edge of the seat, the other fisting her hoodie at the hem, tugging like you needed more.

"billie," you sobbed, back arching, tits bouncing with every thrust, the fogged-up windows now dripping with condensation. "please—i'm gonna—"

"yeah?" she panted, leaning in so close you could feel the words brush over your lips. "gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?"

you whimpered, eyes rolling back, thighs shaking again as your pussy clenched around her, soaking wet and fluttering with need.

she groaned then—low and feral—like she could feel you falling apart and was ready to take you there.

"fuck, look at you," she rasped, watching your face as her thumb found your clit, circling it just right. "so fucking tight, baby—squeezin’ me like you need it."

you nodded—fast, frantic, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as the pleasure built, pressure curling low in your belly like a fuse about to blow.

"don’t hold back," she whispered, lips brushing your cheek. "cum for me. wanna feel it—show me how much you need me."

and you did.

you shattered with a cry, body locking up around her as you came hard, soaking her cock, thighs trembling violently beneath her grip. her name spilled out of your mouth like a prayer, like a spell, like nothing else existed but her and the way she made you feel.

she didn’t stop.

kept fucking you through it, kept whispering how good you were, how perfect you felt, how fucking pretty you looked when you came for her.

"billie—...wait" you gasped out, hands pushing pathetically at her stomach to push her away. "s'too much" you sobbed, legs shaking as billie buried her cock inside you again and again.

"oh is it?" she asked, mockery laced words spewing from her lips. "i thought you could take it?" her head tilts and her hand uncurls from your throat, grabbing your legs and putting them on her shoulders, leaning forward and the new angle made you see stars, mouth hanging open in silent moans and screams.

"i can! I can!" you babbled incoherently.

"that's right" she chuckled, grabbing your jaw and squeezing until your mouth opened again. "you can take it. and you will" she whispered the last bit, right before a thick drop of her saliva hit the back of your throat. the sudden impact made you cough and choke for only a second but it made your already fogged up brain short-circuit.

she leaned back, your legs dropping from her shoulders and her hands gripped your sides, leaving marks on your soft flesh. "come on, mama" she murmured. "gimme one more" there was a hint of desperation in her voice, catching in her throat as she watched with lust-filled eyes as your back arched in her hands and one of them lifted, delivering a firm slap to your bouncing tits.

it made you gasp, followed by a string of moans as your body trembled beneath her, in her grasp. your thighs twitched where they’d fallen around her waist, body limp but clenching, fluttering around her cock like your cunt didn’t know whether to pull her in or push her out.

“shh, shh,” she cooed, but it wasn’t gentle—it was sharp, that mocking tilt still in her voice, her hand pressing down hard on your belly, right where she could feel herself inside you. “you’re takin’ it so well, baby. look at you. makin’ such a fuckin’ mess.”

you were. soaked and shaking and spread open wide for her, everything slick and sloppy, the car reeking of sex and sweat and something filthy.

she leaned in again—smiling when you flinched, like you couldn’t take more, but would still give it to her if she asked nice.

"gimme one more," she whispered again, voice cracked with want. “just one, yeah? just one more for me, baby, come on—come on, i need it."

your head lolled, tears streaking down your cheeks, your mouth falling open with a wrecked moan when her cock slammed back in—so deep, too deep, like she was splitting you open from the inside.

“billie—fuck, fuck, i—”

"that's it," she groaned, eyes rolling back for a second as your walls fluttered around her. "come for me, fuckin’ come on my cock, sweetheart."

another slap—harder this time—right across your tits, and your body seized, your back arching like you’d been struck by lightning.

and then you were gone.

blinding white, pulsing heat, your orgasm crashing down like a wave you couldn’t brace for. everything went tight, then loose—your body locking up then falling apart completely, trembling in her hands.

billie moaned, long and low, eyes locked on the way you came, your cunt clenching around her like it knew her.

"there it is," she rasped, slowing her thrusts just enough to draw it out, to let you feel every second of it. “fuckin’ made for me.”

she let you breathe. hips still rocking, slow and deep, dragging out every last tremble from your overstimmed body. you blinked up at her, dazed and glassy, lips parted, chest rising with shaky breaths.

her hand found your cheek, thumb brushing away the mix of spit and tears slicking your skin. "such a good girl," she whispered, and you melted into her touch without thinking.

then she leaned down—kissed the corner of your jaw, then your lips, slow and messy, all tongue and heat and hunger not quite satisfied.

her mouth hovered just over yours as she breathed, low and deliberate— "i didn’t cum yet, though."

and just like that, the fire sparked again—your legs twitching, your cunt clenching around her cock like your body knew what came next.

“so be a good girl for a while longer,” she murmured, hand wrapping under your thigh as she pushed in deeper, her voice rough and sweet and mean,