#sub billie

you were quite the opposite from her, you were smart enough, you could make friends with anyone, and you were very spontaneous, you liked to let life happen to you.

not billie, billie’s entire life revolved around her google calendar. she plans dates 2 weeks in advance, she slots her time to play video games, and she studies at least 8 hours a day. you had never seem someone with such work ethic.

she had always been very shy to those she didn’t know, she kept her head down and walked quietly with her headphones on, but once you got to know her she would truly do anything for you, and you got this treatment in tenfold.

she would walk you to your classes even though she had to be on the other side of campus in 5 minutes, she would buy your groceries, pump your gas, buy you “just because” presents constantly, you really never had a want with this girl. she always knew what you needed or wanted before you ever did. she was truly the master of princess treatment.

the two of you were currently in her apartment, like usual. you were placed in a dorm with 3 other girls and paper thin walls, whereas she had an apartment all to herself, it was obvious where the two of you hung out.

you were laid out across the couch with your head in her lap while she was sat up, working on your calculus homework. she was wearing black rimmed blue light glasses that had slipped down her nose, you could see her freckles flecked across her rosy cheeks beneath them. she had gotten you a pair as well to help protect your eyes better, but you had lost them long ago. your replacement pair now laid safely in your desk drawer.

“billie, when’s dinner?”

you looked up at her with growing impatience, she tore her gaze away from the long equation staring back at her on your laptop and leaned down to plant a small kiss against your forehead.

“i’ve already laid out the ingredients for you to make dinner, like you asked. it’s there whenever you’re ready, love.”

you smiled wide and shot up, bouncing over to the kitchen with excitement. you’d seen a recipe online you had been dying to try. you sent the tiktok to billie and unbeknownst to you, she went and found all the ingredients so you could make it.

you looked over the counter and found everything laid out along with printed out instructions for you to follow, which you disregarded, because you were pretty sure you remembered it from your video. you put an assortment of things into the pan and everything quickly went awry, the food was truly unsalvageable.

“bil! i messed something up! come fix it!!”

she sprang up from the couch and pushed her glasses up her nose, trekking into the kitchen after you. she looked over the disaster you created and your pouting face of defeat.

“aw, baby. that’s alright we can just get takeout.”

her hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you in for a quick kiss as she reached for her phone, calling up your favorite chinese place.

the food came and she plated it up nicely for you both, bringing it to the couch where you were found scrolling on your phone. she just smiled and placed the food on the coffee table as she turned the tv on to your favorite show. the two of you ate and you thanked her for saving the day.

once you were finished you handed her your plate which she took to the kitchen and washed. you bellowed into the kitchen after her.

“bils! can you help me understand this math stuff i don’t really get it.”

she quickly got done with the dishes and returned the the living room to explain everything. you were not listening though, you just like watching her explain things. she spoke so passionately about the things she’s knowledgeable in. you watched as she smiled, explaining the equations to you, her hands were clicking around the computer and jotting problems out for you to solve with her. her grip on the pencil left you reminiscing to the last time the two of you had been in bed.

not only was billie a dork, she was an extremely sexy dork. her princess treatment was only amplified in the bedroom. she always catered to your every need, doing whatever you told her, begging to please you..

“hello?? baby, are you listening?”

you practically jumped out of your skin as you snapped back to reality. she was looking at you like a puzzle she couldn’t solve, and then she smiled.

“what are you thinking about, hm?”

her smile grew to something wicked, as if she could hear the thoughts dancing through your mind, begging to come to fruition. your breath caught in your throat, the threat of something more hung in the air between the two of you. her eyes flicked over your face, reading the expression she knew all too well.

she leaned in closer to you and adorned a kiss on the length of your neck. her soft lips against your skin felt feather light. you shuddered at the feeling and gripped her baggy sweatpants. your knuckles went white as her tongue snaked up to your ear, leaving a warm trail over your flesh, you buzzed at the sensation.

heat was pulsing between your thighs, your heartbeat thumping in your chest like a drum. your mind spun with possibility of where the two of you would end up. you were growing impatient, frustrated, you needed her to solve the quickly growing problem between your thighs, only her tongue knew the solution.

your hands scrambled to find home in her hair, grounding you as you began to grow dizzy. she brought her lips to the shell of your ear, lingering as the tension only built between the two of you. she was calculated, she knew your body, knew what made you tick like the back of her hand. she knew you were impatient, she knew that you were growing frustrated.

this only fueled her. she huffed, quiet, fleeting, but the warmth of her breaths ebbed against your ear like rippling waves. something so simple drove you wild, which she knew, of course.

she pulled away from the curve of your neck and met your gaze, your pupils blown wide, your mind racing with anticipation. this only fueled her spark like wildfire, she couldn’t wait to please you, she wanted nothing more than to be good, to please, to be of service.

you bit down on your lip as the breathless silence between the two of you grew thick, you were struggling to wait any longer.

“i want you, and i want you now.”

you spoke through lidded eyes, you were already pulsing around nothing, thinking of how she fits so well within you, she filled you and she completed you. no one knew you as well as she did, inside and out, she knew exactly what made you crazy.

“yes ma’am.”

she was quick to submission, it was like instinct to her, billie would truly do anything for you and your pleasure.

she slipped her arms beneath your thighs and carried you to the bedroom, her lips met yours once more, and they pressed a tale want into you. her kiss told the story of how she wished so fondly to meet your desires, to be your desires.

your hands tangled in her cascading hair as you moaned against her soft, supple skin. your brows knit together as she took your bottom lip between her teeth and bit down gently, just enough to elicit a gasp from your lips.

the journey from the couch to the bedroom felt like a lifetime of heat and passion. you were so caught in the moment you jumped as billie carried you through the threshold of the bedroom and kicked the door shut behind her.

she laid you gently against the plush mattress and stood between your legs, breathless. her face was practically begging, which you adored. you spread your legs wide for her and ran your hand between your thighs, your gaze never leaving hers. you wanted her to know how badly you wanted her to paint your pussy with the tool of her tongue.

her face was rosy, eyes low, filled with lust. she looked as though she was trying to say a million things but settled on one.

“you’re so beautiful.”

you giggled and bit your lip, looking up at her as you continued to run your hand over your heat. something she indulged like it was forbidden. she was cursing beneath her breath at the sight of you teasing yourself for her. you only grew more impatient with the touch you had awarded yourself.

“shut up and fuck me.”

her jaw slacked as a wave of obedience washed over her, she fervently snatched her sweatshirt over her head and snatched your t-shirt off. her mind grew foggy as instinct fueled her, she knew nothing but you and your pleasure and how badly she needed to fulfill you.

she didn’t want to satisfy, but to savor. she needed to relish in your sounds and your taste, to hear the sweet song of your pleasure as she played you like an instrument.

“yes ma’am”

she fell to her knees at the edge of the bed, her eyes never staying from yours. her lips touched down on the soft skin above your knee, as she ran her hands over your thighs, reaching to slide your shorts off. she took her time, she never rushed with you. she wanted you to feel her every touch, movement, and intention, she wanted to unwrap you like the gift you were to her.

as your shorts pooled on the floor, the rest of your garments quickly followed. you were now on full display for her, and god did she love it. her pupils were blown wide with admiration, her jaw was still slacked, and her breathing was heavy. you truly took her breath away.

she stood to undo her drawstring and her sweatpants joined your puddle on the floor, once most of her own items had joined yours she returned to where she belonged, on her knees for you.

she spread your legs wide and looked deep in your eyes as she scattered open-mouthed kisses up your thighs, the wet trail grew cold as she traveled further up, the contrasting feelings of her warm mouth and the cold spots made you squirm. you huffed, you were sick of waiting. you needed her like oxygen in your lungs with the way she was teasing you, she knew that, of course, and she loved it.

you grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her towards your core. you held her there until she ran her tongue up your slit, you moaned loudly and retracted your hand to find home in the sheets.

“such a good girl, bils. so good when you listen.”

billie whined against your sticky heat, the vibrations seeped into you and sent shivers down your spine. your back arched off the mattress as her tongue lapped at your clit, so careful as not to break it. you felt her finger push inside of you gently, breaking you open. you swallowed her whole, fluttering around her as you ground down. you gasped and bit your lip as she curled it up to hit that perfect spot that she was so well acquainted with.

suddenly her touch left as quickly as she had slipped it in. she brought the slick finger to your lips, waiting patiently for you to open your mouth. you took the digit between your lips and curled your tongue around it, gathering all the pleasure that was painted against her rosy skin.

“don’t you taste so good, baby?”

she mumbled against your center as her tongue drew another thick stripe from your core to your clit. you only whimpered and nodded in return, too caught up in the pleasure to speak.

billie’s eyes turned to something of desperation, she needed more. she was doing all this for your pleasure, she had to know you were enjoying it. she reluctantly pulled away from you as she spoke up.

“please, mommy. i need to hear you say it. i need you to feel good.”

her pleas spilled out more as whines, she was so sweet when she grew needy. you smiled and cupped your hand over her cheek, looking down at her fondly.

“yes, sweet girl, i taste very good. you are doing so well, my love.”

her face lit up and all of her confidence resurfaced as she returned to working at your core. you were enraptured in the picture she was painting between your thighs. moans spilled off your lips like water, which only amplified by billie’s own moans. suddenly, you realized she didn’t have both of her hands on you as she usually did, one was missing.

you sat up slightly and saw her hand tucked beneath her boxers, pleasing herself as she plunged her tongue further inside of you. her eyes were shut as she was caught in the overwhelming pleasure, you just smiled and laid back against the bed.

“does that feel good baby? touching yourself as you make me feel good, you’re so needy.”

she stopped immediately and looked at you, searching for approval before she kept going. you nodded slightly as to say it was okay, and her eyes forgot the look of worry that was once there. she pulled away from you to answer you clearly.

“yes mommy, you taste too good, i couldn’t help it.”

you just smiled and laid your head back, waiting for her to continue, which she did happily. she brought your clit between her lips and moaned against it as her fingers plunged deep inside of you. you let out a guttural moan as she curled her fingers up inside of you.

she sped up her pace which pulled whines and whimpers out of you like a prayer, warmth bloomed in your stomach as she was brought you closer to the edge, you were ready to dive off into your release when you gathered your thoughts and spoke up.

“i want you to cum with mommy, okay?”

she held your gaze as she nodded fervently against your core, her wild and inconsistent moans mirrored yours as she brought the both of you impossibly closer. you could feel yourself beginning to fall as she began pleading.

“please, i need it, i need you to cum, please, baby.”

your head spun, you felt her tongue back on your clit as her fingers somehow dove further, and you fully fell into your release. your eyes snapped shut as your orgasm crashed over you, intense and unforgiving. it knocked the breath out of your lungs as you tried your hardest to come back down to earth.

hers closely followed as she moaned and whined into you, equally as wrecked, having pleasured you simultaneously made her own release feel euphoric.

you were still coming back down when you felt her tongue snake back inside of you. you twisted your hand in her hair and snatched her back, which elicited a loud whine from her as she frowned.

a crack landed against her cheek, which earned you silence, as well as a wicked smile. billie loved to be put in her place, the deep red bloomed against her skin, in her mind the stinging warmth felt better than release. she was highly pleased, but you were not.

“you know you have to ask if you want more, bils. you’re a smart girl, you can surely say please."

she bit her lip and continued to smile at you with that cocky smile. you got no response as she brought her face back between your thighs, attempting to try again. your hand knit tighter into her hair.

another crack.

her smile only grew as the sting got deeper and her face grew redder. you knew she was only doing it to earn this reaction, but it was a little fun to be a bit mean.

“say please, don’t make me tell you again.”

her pupils were wide with pleasure, she loved it when you got mean. you rarely were as she was the perfect girlfriend, so she had to get creative from time to time to see this side of you. you didn’t mind, it was fun to watch her get off on it. she licked her lips and cleared her throat as she spoke up.

“please, mommy.”

you smiled at her, admiring her sweet face paired with the rose tint staining her cheek. you leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead.

“come here, baby.”

she stood up at the edge of the bed and you spread your legs wider, an invitation for her to come closer. she slipped her boxers off and threw them aside, already an afterthought. the both of you were now fully exposed, basking in each others beauty.

she ran her hands over your torso and one hand soon found home under your right knee, pushing it up to your chest. you nodded in approval as she lowered herself down onto your core.

both of you gasped as your flesh melded together to create a symphony of arousal. you began to grind into each other, chasing the pleasure as though it were trying to escape. she pushed your knee further in your chest and sped up her pace as she leaned down to align her lips to your ear. your buds becoming intertwined, her moans chased yours as you both bathed in the warmth coating your sex.

your desire grew sticky as your sounds painted the walls with the beautiful scene. you could feel her every movement against your most sensitive nerves, you basked in her every sound like your favorite song. words were unimportant in this moment, you were both too enamored in the wonderful feeling of chasing a mutual release.

she leaned back up and smiled as she rutted against you faster and faster. she looked you up and down, taking in the mess you had become.

“you look so pretty like this, i love you.”

that was all you needed to hear, your second orgasm bloomed within you and spilled out as you let out a string of whimpers and moans from the overwhelming pleasure. hers quickly followed, the sight of you cumming pushing her over the edge.

you rode through your aftershocks together and collapsed against each other. as you both searched for a steady breathing pattern, it felt as though time had stopped and the whole world grew silent, as this was all that mattered right now.

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she scoffs, rolling her eyes so hard it’s almost comical. “flirting? seriously? you’re acting like i straddling her fucking lap. it was a conversation, and maybe she was cute. but nothing happened. you’re being dramatic.” her words drip with that dismissive tone, like you’re a child throwing a tantrum over nothing.

your hands ball into fists at your sides. the dismissiveness, that fucking attitude, stings worse than anything else. “dramatic? maybe if you didn’t act like it was no big deal, i wouldn’t be pissed.”

billie throws her hands up, pacing faster. “you’re so fucking paranoid. always twisting shit in your head until it’s some big catastrophe. i wasn’t flirting. stop acting like i’m some kind of….” her voice cracks a little, but she doesn’t stop. she keeps going, words tumbling out faster, harsher. “you think i don’t know how to handle myself? jesus, you’re impossible.”

your heart’s pounding now, breath catching in your throat. you want to shut her up, but more than that, you want her to see how angry, how hurt you are. instead, she’s just ranting louder, like every word is a slap, every sentence a challenge. you feel your skin flush, heat rising up your neck.

“impossible?” you snap, voice low and hard. “maybe i am. but you? you’re acting like a brat who thinks she can say whatever she wants and walk away without a scratch.”

her eyes flash, and she stops, fingers twitching at her sides. “yeah, well maybe you’re just scared. scared i’m gonna do what you think i am. and that’s why you’re so obsessed with this bullshit.”

you take a shaky step forward, hands trembling.

“i’m not scared of shit. i’m pissed because you don’t even care what i think. like i’m just some stupid jealous mess.”

billie’s lips press into a thin line, then she smirks, the kind of smirk that says she’s still fucking with you, even now. “jealous? you? you’re adorable.”

you glare, blood pounding in your ears, every nerve screaming for release, for control. the argument’s twisted into this raw knot of heat and frustration between you.

“stop. just stop,” you growl, voice rough.

billie’s smirk falters for a second, but only for a second before she shoots back, “or what? what are you gonna do?”

without warning, your hand clamps firmly around her neck. her rant falters mid sentence, breath hitching, confusion flickering in her eyes.

before she can process what’s happening, you crash your lips onto hers. hard. deep. demanding. the kiss silences every word, every protest. your mouth takes control, rough and urgent, tongues tangling, swallowing her surprised gasp.

“what the fuck?” billie breathes, wide eyed, still caught in the shock of the moment but not pulling away.

you press her back against the wall, your body pressing heat into hers, making sure she feels every inch of your control. your hips grind lightly forward slowly and deliberatley and your voice drops to a low, rough growl.

“tell me you’re mine,” you demand, voice thick with command.

billie’s lips part, words muffled against your mouth as she tries to push back, half whining, half defiant. “you don’t need to do this. i wasn’t even flirting with her, seriously.”

you pull back just enough to groan, before snapping, “oh my god, shut up.”

without another word, you reach for her wrist, tugging her roughly toward the couch. her feet hit the floor before you push her down, commanding, “sit.”

billie stumbles, eyes wide, but obeys, sinking into the cushions with a stubborn tilt of her chin. you don’t give her a chance to think.

slow and deliberate, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your panties, dragging them down inch by inch, barely covering your soaked pussy as you let billie’s eyes follow every movement. the thin fabric slips off your hips and pools around your ankles.

breath heavy, chest rising and falling, you climb onto the couch, straddling her lap. your body presses down, heat pulsing between you as your gaze locks with hers.

“are you gonna say you’re mine, or are you gonna shut the fuck up?” you demand, voice low and rough.

billie’s lips part, mouth moving fast, frantic. “i wasn’t.. i didn’t.. i wasn’t flirting, seriously, you’re..”

her protest is cut off abruptly as your hands shoot up to her hair, fingers tangling in the strands, bunching them tight. you pull her head down, gentle force, toward your dripping pussy.

“there we go,” you murmur, voice dripping with praise and sharp edges, “good girl. nice and quiet now.”

your hips roll forward, grinding down hard against her mouth, your pussy trembling, slick sliding over the slick heat of her tongue. your breath catches in your throat, a sharp moan ripping out as your legs tremble beneath you. you lean heavily on her, fingers digging into the cushions beside her head, nails scraping the leather with sharp desperation.

her tongue doesn’t stop, relentless and perfect, pressing up, swirling, driving you higher and higher. your hips start to buck with no control, jerking hard down onto her mouth. you’re loud, too loud, gasping, whining, head thrown back, letting every filthy, raw sound spill out, desperate and needy.

“fuck, billie. oh god, yes, right there, don’t stop. don’t fucking stop” your voice breaks, ragged and breathless, words tumbling out as your body shudders violently, thighs trembling, shaking, muscles clenching like you’re gripping the world itself through her mouth.

she groans muffled beneath you, lips sucking harder, tongue relentless, as you tip over the edge. your pussy clenches tight, dripping and pulsing, shuddering uncontrollably while your body quakes on hers. it’s messy, loud, unapologetic.

your hips keep rolling without pause as you cum, riding her face with hungry desperation, grinding down like you’re trying to pull every last inch of satisfaction out of her. she swallows everything, sucks your clit deeper.

a harsh breath escapes you. you pull on her hair lightly, tugging her closer as you whisper, “lap it up, baby. what a good girl.”

your grip loosens slightly, but your hips don’t stop. the slow descent from your orgasm begins, your body softening just enough to savor the aftershocks, tiny trembles ripple through you, hips still grinding in lazy, wet circles.

finally, you slide off billie’s mouth, standing above her. your gaze is sharp, somewhat proud and full of possession as you stare down at the flushed, panting girl on the couch, billie’s cheeks flushed deep pink, lips swollen and glistening from your cum.

billie’s still sitting there, breathless, hair messy, chest rising and falling rapidly, pupils blown. you stride over, reach down, and grab her chin with one hand, fingers strong but not rough. your thumb drags slowly down her swollen bottom lip, pulling it down gently, commanding.

your voice drops low, slow, dripping with control, “tell me you’re mine.”

her lips part, eyes flickering with resistance. billie’s voice shakes, as if the idea of folding is on the tip of her tongue, but holds a stubborn edge, “but… but i am… i don’t need to say that because it wasn’t like that. i wasn’t… i wasn’t fucking flirting…”

you cut her off sharply “roll over.”

without hesitation, billie obeys, flipping onto her stomach with a breathy, shaky sound. her back arches, ass rising up, pale skin flushed pink under the dim light.

you slap her hard with a sharp crack. she mumbles something into the sofa, but you can’t tell if it’s a pleading “please” or a soft “i’m yours.” whatever it is you know underneath the bratiness she’s enjoying it.

spank number two lands firmer, her body jolts under your hand. she gasps, muffled but audible, a mix of shock and wet hunger.

“say it,” you command, voice rough as you spank her again.

this time you’re pretty sure she says it, soft, breathless, and shaky.

you spank her once more, voice colder, harsher, “say it louder.”

her muffled voice grows clearer, more of a yelp now, “i’m yours. i’m fucking yours”

you pause, savoring the moment.

but you don’t give billie a moment to catch her breath. one hand grips her hair tightly, pulling her up just enough to spin her over onto her back, your body pressing hard against hers. the weight of you makes her gasp, chest rising and falling quickly under your hands. her skin is flushed, slick with sweat, and her breath hitches when you lower your mouth to the dip of her collarbone.

your lips trail down in hot, rough kisses, biting and sucking bruises into her soft skin. one hand cups her tit, thumb teasing her nipple until it hardens. your teeth graze the sensitive flesh just beneath her tits, and she whines, arching up involuntarily.

“you’re mine,” you growl into her skin, voice low and possessive, dragging the words out slow and thick with meaning. “don’t you fucking forget it.”

her eyes flutter shut, but her lips twitch with a bratty little smirk. you bite down a little harder on her collarbone, smiling at the slight gasp she can’t hold back. your fingers trace the curve of her waist, sliding down between her legs to her soaked pussy.

you spread her thighs wide, exposing her fully to you. your tongue presses against her clit, licking slow and hard, tracing every slick fold, flicking just enough to make her hips jerk. billie’s breath catches in her throat, whines tumbling out between shaky breaths.

one finger slides inside her pussy, then two, pumping in a steady rhythm that has her arching again, hips bucking uncontrollably as she clenches against your fingers. you watch her reaction, dragging your lips away only to hiss low, “take it. show me you’re mine, baby.”

your fingers curl inside her, sliding deep and wide, chasing the tightening in her belly. you add a third finger, stretching her gently, driving her higher and higher. her nails dig into your thighs as she bucks against your hand, moans thick with need and submission.

she tries to protest between pants, a bratty edge sneaking through, “you’re, fuck, you’re being such an asshole,”

but her voice breaks, becoming breathless and needy. you grip her jaw, forcing her to meet your eyes, voice razor sharp and teasing, “don’t stop talking, baby. i want to hear how much you’re mine. how good you are for me.”

her eyes darken with a mix of defiance and desire. “i’m yours,” she pants, voice thick and ragged. “but you’re such a fucking cunt.”

you smirk against her skin, biting a harsh trail down her ribs, “good. be a brat. but remember who owns you.” your fingers slap her pussy suddenly, making her gasp and jerk violently. the sharp sting sets her whining off again, loud and desperate.

you don’t relent, tongue swirling faster, fingers pumping harder, your free hand grasping her hip to steady her frantic movements. every moan, every broken whimper is fuel. you growl, “take it all. show me what a filthy little good girl you are.”

you hold her down, slow and relentless, lapping up every drop of her dripping pussy.

you’re still buried deep in her, fingers curling inside, tongue flicking over every slick, swollen fold, when she suddenly pulls her hips back just enough to catch your attention. her eyes flash with that wicked little spark, the one that always pushes your buttons.

“maybe i only flirted with that girl so you’d get all pissed and fuck me like this,” she says, voice low, teasing, dripping with that brattiness.

you freeze for a second, then yank your fingers and tongue away from her pussy with a sharp, deliberate pull. your hand shoots out, slapping her slick, glistening pussy hard. the sting echoes with a sharp smack.

billie’s eyes go wide. she lets out a loud, desperate moan, breath trembling, hips jerking at the sharp contact. “shit, sorry, sorry, please, don’t stop. please keep going,” she begs instantly, voice frantic and dripping with need.

you can’t help but grin, those desperate fucking begs hit you right in the gut. her begging is so fucking cute and filthy it’s impossible to resist. you lean back in, voice mocking, soft and cooing, “that’s right, baby. beg for it. you want it, don’t you?”

she nods furiously, hips pushing against nothing, hands clawing at your arms, “please, please, don’t stop. i’m yours. i’m yours, fuck.”

your fingers slide back inside her pussy, slow and teasing at first, then driving deeper and faster, matching rhythm of her hips. your tongue returns, swirling hard around her clit, sucking rough.

her moans get louder, rougher, desperate and ragged, voice breaking over and over. “oh god, yes, yes, yes, i’m gonna. fuck, i’m gonna”

her body tenses, trembling hard beneath you, hips thrusting up as her orgasm crashes through her, fierce and shuddering. you hold her down, lapping up every guttural scream and wet, every drip of of cum, each messy cry.

when she finally goes still, breathless and soaked, you press a final kiss to the inside of her thigh, voice low and possessive, “you’re mine, always.”

billie’s chest rises and falls erratically, every breath a sharp gasp, her body still trembling under the weight of the orgasm rolling out through her muscles. her cheeks are flushed deep pink, eyes half lidded and glassy with that gorgeous, messy aftermath glow. you lie down beside her carefully, the heat of your skin still radiating between you.

your fingers brush a damp strand of hair back from her face, soft and reverent, tracing the curve of her jaw as your thumb moves gently in slow, soothing circles on her cheek. she leans into your touch, eyes fluttering closed for a moment before flickering open again, all vulnerability and softness.

you press a slow, featherlight kiss to her temple, then her cheek, whispering low and tender, “you did so good, baby. so fucking good.”

she turns her face fully toward you, eyes shimmering wet and a little raw, lips parted like she wants to say something but the words don’t come easy. finally, her voice breaks through in a small, shaky whisper. “you know i’m yours, right?”

you meet her gaze, voice quiet but steady as you nod, your thumb continuing its gentle rhythm across her skin. “always. you’re mine.”

her eyes soften even more, glistening now with a few tears she doesn’t quite wipe away. she swallows hard, voice low and almost ashamed as she murmurs, “i’m sorry… for flirting. i didn’t mean to..i wasn’t thinking. i just…” her words trail off, uncertain.

you lift your hand to cup the back of her neck, thumb brushing away the stray tear as you shake your head softly, voice firm but gentle, “shh. it’s okay. i know you didn’t mean it. you don’t have to say sorry.”

her breath hitches and she presses her forehead against yours, lips barely brushing yours in a tentative, tender kiss. you hold her close, pulling her into your side as your arms wrap around her, anchoring her with warmth and steady comfort.

****

as you lie on top of billie, your hips rock against her bare pussy. your hands feverishly clambering all over billie’s face, lowering down her body with each touch. your right hand gropes her left tit, the fat spilling out from between your fingers. you bask in the sight, grateful all of this in front of you is yours.

“fuck” you whisper to yourself at the sight, dipping your head to gather billie’s nipple in your mouth. you suck and pull at the bud, your tongue creating a pulsing sensation against it. billie lightly whimpers at the contact, her hand scratching at your back as you tongue fuck her chest.

switching sides, you give her right breast the same care and attention you gave her left, making sure to pleasure her as much as possible before touching her where she wants you most. you remember how much she teased you, she won’t be goven grace now that it’s your turn. “i love your body baby” you mutter out, your eyes raking up and down her body.

“are you gonna be good for me?” you ask, a knowing glint in your eye.

“always” billie replies, her breath catching in her throat as she answers. she knows how you get sometimes. normally you allow her to be the top but sometimes, just sometimes, you take control. allowing her to feel the pleasure she so readily gives you. an idea emerges into your mind, but you hesitate to ask, worried billie may not be into it. so instead, you continue to tease her with your hand.

your hand reaches lower swiping up her core, collecting her wetness. you bring your middle and forefinger to billie’s face, “open”, you command. she obeys happily, her mouth openeing slowly and her tongue laying flatly. you seductively place your finger on her extended tongue before coaxing her to continue, “suck.”

she does exactly that, her lips close around your fingers as she pulls in her tongue, and creates a tension against your fingers - her cheeks hollowing out at the action. you, sat up on your knees, watch carefully as billie’s eyes begin to water. your fingers going deeper and deeper into her mouth. you reach your free hand to her chin, caressing her jaw, as you begin to pull your fingers out of her mouth.

billie’s submissive actions give you the courage to ask what you wanted to earlier. leaning closer to billie, your mouth is now next to her ear as you whisper to her, “can we try something?”

billie retreates her head back softly, looking to make eye contact with you. both of her hands hold your face as she answers your question, “of course, baby.” you look deep in her eyes, searching for any preemptive doubt - but you find nothing. only pure lust for your body and a submissive glint in her eyes as the tears from moments ago sit there pooling in her waterline. you take your thumbs and stroke the tears away from billie’s eyes, caring for her in your most intimate moments.

“how about-“ you pause, searching for the confidence to ask, “how about i try the strap on you, maybe?” you finally spit out. she simply chuckles under her breath, “i thought you’d never ask.” her eyes light up at the idea, a small smile creeping on her mouth. “are you sure?” you search her face for doubt. none. satisfied with her agreement, you crawl over to the bedside drawer, pulling out the silicone strap and the harness that attaches to it. now stood, you assemble the harness on your hips first, loosening it in certain places.

“my ass is too fat for this” you laugh, hoping to ward away any awkward firt-time mishaps your making. billie laughs along, but quickly follows with a, “your ass is perfect” as she continues to watch you fiddle with the harness - her hands rested behind her head. as you finally get yourself comfy, you attach the silicone extension to your hips, and crawl back over to her.

on top of her again, you caress her hair with one hand as your other creeps lower to her core. she holds on to your waist as your left hand creates small circles on her clit. as you play with her, billie becomes more and more responsive by the second. her hands leave your waist, and claws at the sheets below her as you dip your fingers into her dripping hole.

“your so wet, pretty baby” you say, surprised that billie is being so vocal this time around. you retreat you hand from her core and go to collect the strap in your hand. you coax the strap towards billie, stroking the tip against the length of her pussy. she whimpers at the contact, each stroke eliciting a moan form billie’s mouth.

“how do you want it, baby?” you ask her, eager not to push her too far as it’s the first time billie’s had the strap used on her. “missionary, i wanna see your face while you fuck me” she answers, so sure of her words.

“you ready?” you ask her, the tip of the strap hovering over her hole. she nods her head, “use your words” you order her.

“yes… please” she begs you.

“good girl” your hips slowly thrust in towards billie’s, the strap spreading her apart. you watch as you enter billie, her pussy swallowing you with a stretch. billie lets out a slow moan in time with your thrust before placing her hand on your lower tummy, “let me get used to it, my love.”

of course, you agree to her request, pausing your movements as you bottom out in billie, waiting for her to indicate when she’s ready for you to continue. as you wait there, you leave soft kisses on her cheeks, forehead, chin, and finally, lips.

“go ahead, baby” billie nods. your hips pull back and re-enter her at an even slower speed. as her wetness coats the strap it gets easier to move inside her, her pussy stretching to your size.

“harder, please” billie says amidst a moan, sweat beginning to build up in the crease of her forehead. you follow her commands, pulling back and entering her with more vigour but at the same speed. still slow and steady, but harder with each thrust.

you build up a rhythm, your hips slapping against billie’s with each thrust. “baby, you feel so good” billie moans out between pants. her breath running ragged as you fuck her. you feel the base of the strap hit against your own clit with each thrust, the sensation satisfying you for a second time tonight. with the pleasure, comes confidence.

“can i fuck you from behind?” you pant out, your hand laying on billie’s throat. she nods before placing her hands on your hips to stop your movements. you pull out of her, causing billie to whimper at the loss. billie rearranges herself on her hands and knees in front of you. her ass proudly displayed right before your eyes.

you take a handful of her ass in each of your hands before spreading her cheeks wide. you use your hips to guide your length back into billie. this time, a harsher thrust.

the impact causes billie’s elbows to buckle from underneath her and her shoulder drop to the mattress, her face smushed to the side. “fuck me harder” she begs, the submissive role fully taking ahold of her now. your hips grind back and forth at a faster pace, using your grip on her ass to keep you steady against her.

all that can be heard is your sweaty skin slapping between you two and both of you moans. you, moaning at the sight. billie, moaning at the contact.

your left hand leaves her ass, inching up her back and pushing down, causing her to deepen her arch. the sight in front of you spins you out, having never seen her in such a state before. you now wrap her hair in your hand, using her hair like rope to gain control over her. her head cranes back, a loud moan escaping her lips as you fuck her with the most vigour you ever have.

“fuck, fuck. don’t stop baby! don’t stop!” billie chants out following the rhythm of your hips. you give her everything you have, sweat pooling at your hairline as you fuck her hard. you feel the tension within your own core starting to tighten.

watching billie’s ass ride your dick back and forth, you see her wetness pooling at the bottom of the strap. the sight sends you over the edge, and you start to cum again. normally the sensation would cause you to crumble, but this time, it only pushes you to fuck her harder.

you pull billie’s body up, her back flush against your front as your free hand goes around to coax her clit in circles. you fuck her rabbidly from behind - your hips creating a hooking motion as you feverishly thrust in and out of her.

“dont stop, i’m so close baby!” billlie screams out. she’s louder than she’s ever been with you, her eyes are rolling back as the feeling overwhelms her, and sweat is dripping down the valley of her breasts.

“be a good girl, cum for me, baby” you groan in her ear, eager to see her some undone underneath you. this is all it takes for billie’s coil to snap. her legs begin to shake, and her ribs convulse forward as your hand steadies her in position.

“i’m cumming mama, don’t stop. fuck… don’t stop!” she yells out at your continual fucking. you persist, despite your tiring limbs. the sight of billie unravelling at your touch keeps you going. before you can clock it, billie lets out a loud yelp, as she squirts against your hand. the pressure combined from the strap inside her and your fingers on her clit push her to leak all over you and the mattress.

after a few moments, billie pulls your hand from her core and drops the top half of her body forward. you slowly and gently pull out from behind her, and help her lay flat on the bed. as she’s laid on her tummy, pushing for air, you caress her back, tracing her tattoo up and down her spine.

“you did so well, my love” you encourage her, talking her through her comedown. “i’ve never done that before” billie giggles out, her hands reaching out to bashfully cover her face.

“don’t hide” you pull her hands from her face and pull her body to lie slightly on top of yours, “that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen” you reassure her.

“really?” she checks, her eyes flicking up to meet yours for only a second. “hell yeah, sexy” you say, lightly slapping her ass. “we should definitely get cleaned up, though” now it’s your turn to laugh. you gently place her back on the bed, before removing the strap from your body and discarding it on the floor to walk over to the bathroom and run a bath.

"So you gonna let me see the music video?”

"Impatient, aren't you?" she jokingly replied, raising an eyebrow at you. "You want to see it that bad, huh?" she teased.

"What's the point in being your girlfriend if I can't use the girlfriend pass to see your work before anyone else." You joked.Billie let out a soft laugh, amused by your playful banter. She knew you were teasing her, but there was a hint of truth behind your words. She leaned back against the couch, her eyes roaming over your features.

"You know, you have a point," she admitted. "But I kinda like making you wait."

"Fine,but can I at least use the girlfriend pass for some ice cream?" Billie rolled her eyes playfully, pretending to be exasperated. 

"Alright, fine," she said, trying to maintain a serious tone. "You can use the girlfriend pass for ice cream... but just this once."

"Aren't you gonna ask what flavor I want?" You stood up,giving her a kiss before you sat back down.

"Oh, right," she replied with a laugh. "Forgot about that part. What flavor do you want, princess?”

"Cherry" you smirked,knowing she knew what you were implying.

"Cherry, huh?" she repeated, her voice dropping to a low, seductive tone. "You sure have a one track mind, don't you?" Billie's smirk mirrored your own, her eyes gleaming with understanding. She leaned back further against the couch, her gaze never leaving yours.

"Says the girl who wrote 'lunch'" Billie chuckled shamelessly, her smirk growing wider at your retort.

"Touché," she conceded. "I guess I walked right into that one." She leaned in a little closer to you, her eyes roaming over your features. "But hey, can you really blame me?"

"No,now come here. I've been wanting all day for that cherry"

"You're impatient tonight, aren't you?" she murmured, her eyes fixed on your lips. She reached out, placing a hand on your thigh, her fingers gently tracing circles on the fabric of your pants. She scooted closer to you on the couch. You pushed her down onto her back. Billie let out a gasp as your actions caught her off guard, but the surprise quickly turned into intense arousal. The look in her eyes darkened with desire as she found herself beneath you.

"Can you blame me,you kept me lonely all day" Her hands roamed over your body, gripping your hips, pulling you closer. She could feel the heat radiating between you, the tension palpable in the air.

"No," she admitted breathlessly, her voice low and husky. "I suppose I can't blame you." You quickly pulled off her shorts,followed by her underwear and buried your face in between her legs. Billie's head fell back against the couch as a soft moan escaped her lips. Her body arching towards you in response. "Oh, God," she gasped, her words coming out breathlessly. Her fingers tangled in your hair, her touch urgent and demanding. "Just like that, princess." Your nails,carefully manicured and painted in her favorite color digging into her skin. Leaving half moon marks in her soft thighs. Your tongue moving faster on her clit. Billie's grip on your hair tightened, her fingers trembling as they clutched at the strands. Her legs quivered, each mark you left on her a reminder of the pleasure you were bringing her. "You're so good at that," she gasped, her words strangled as she struggled to form coherent thoughts. "Don't stop... please, princess..." With one hand on her stomach,you pushed her down. Your mouth never leaving her skin for even a second,devouring her like you were starved. Billie's body trembled uncontrollably beneath your touch,her breaths coming in short gasps as she gave into the overwhelming sensations. "I can't... I can't take much more, princess..." She was quickly coming undone under you,her body shaking with each move and her voice broken by moans. "Princess," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm... I'm so close." Quicker and quicker you moved your tongue on her clit,forming circles. Your moves become more intense as you pushed her to her limit. "Don't... don't stop," she gasped, her words strangled. "Please, princess. I need... I need you” She was crying out "F-fuck” She gripped tightly on the couch and the back of your head, eyes shut, head flung back against the back of the couch, as she came undone beneath you. "P-princess," she gasped, a tremor in her voice. "You... you did that on purpose, didn't you?" Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to regain control. She looked utterly wrecked, her hair a tangled mess, her body marked with the scratches you left behind.

"Did what?" You smirked,licking your lips as you pressed your cheek against her inner thigh. Your mouth still dripping with a mix of saliva and her wetness. "I think you deserve that after ignoring me all day long"

"You think I deserved that, huh?" she said, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Maybe you're right, princess." She let out a soft, shaky laugh as she tried to steady her breathing. "But I have to admit... I think I quite enjoyed you making me pay for ignoring you."

"There's more,you didn't think I was done did you?"

"More, huh?" she said, her voice hoarse with arousal. "I didn't think you had any more in you, princess." She ran a hand through her hair, her gaze fixed on you, waiting to see what you had in store next.

"I have a lot more,maybe three more times"

"Three more times, huh?" she echoed, her eyes flicking over your figure. "You're really out to prove a point, aren't you, princess?" 

"Yeah,that this is what happens when you leave me riled up all day"

"You have a point," she admitted, her voice low and rough. "And I suppose it's my turn to pay the price for ignoring you all day."

"And you will," You said,commanding the situation. Spreading her legs and letting your head slide back into place. "I'll make you pay for it"

"Yes, princess," she gasped softly, her voice trembling with desire. Your lips found their place between her legs once again. Your tongue moved slowly, teasingly, across the folds of her skin, drawing out every reaction you knew would drive her wild. She gasped and moaned beneath you, her body trembling,still sensitive from the last time. This time, with the knowledge that she had more in store, you took your time. You wanted to draw this out, to make her feel the full extent of her punishment. But due to how sensitive she was it didn't take long before she was begging you to let her cum. "Please," she gasped, her voice hoarse with need. "Oh god, please, princess. Let me come. I need it. I need you." And that's when you pulled away from her. Billie's eyes snapped open, a protest forming on her lips. She stared up at you, her face flushed, her chest heaving. "W-what... what are you doing?" she gasped, her voice filled with a mixture of desire and frustration. "Please, princess. I need it." You moved up to her ear,your hands cupping her chest as you spoke directly into her ear.

"Not yet"

"But... but princess," she gasped, her voice strained. "I'm begging you. I need it so bad." Your hands squeezing her breasts,playing with her. She couldn't help but arch her back, pushing her chest further into your hands.

"You'll wait,just like you made me wait" Her legs wrapped around your waist,pulling you closer until she was rubbing against you. You let her rub against you for a moment before your hands gripped her hips. Taking back control of the situation. Billie let out a whine, frustrated by your control, but also turned on by it. She tried to continue grinding against you, but your grip on her hips was firm, stopping her from getting the release she desperately needed. "I told you,you'll wait until I tell let you"

"You... you're being cruel," she gasped, her voice strained with need. "I can't... I can't take much more of this." You gripped her hips,looking down on her.

"Flip over" Billie's body trembled as your words landed. Without hesitation, she obediently rolled over onto her stomach. Her breaths were heavy, her body quivering with anticipation. You pulled her back by her hair,thrusting against her. Her lower body was bare while you were still fully clothed. Yet you still thrusted into her. Heightened moans escaped from her lips, each movement of her body under you fueled by a need for more. Letting go of her hair so you could set both your hands on her hips. "I'll show you what I felt like,how desperately I want you" You smacked her ass before your hand rested on her thigh. "You wanna cum,darling?" Billie's breath was ragged, her words choked with need.

"Yes... I need to cum... princess, please... let me cum." You pulled away and moved to lay down.

"You want it so badly,work for it. Ride me" you patted your lap. Straddling your lap. Her hands rested on your shoulders, feeling the firmness of your body beneath her. Your hands around her waist moved her slowly,rocking back and forth until she was rutting into you. Her movements grew more urgent as the desire built up inside her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes locked with yours, a mix of need and desperation in her gaze. "That's it, call my name,moan for me" Your name fell from her lips like a mantra, mingling with moans and gasps of ecstasy. Her body moved frantically against you, seeking friction and release. With a loud moan her moves become sluggish,your hand moved to hold her. “That's it,just breathe” you kissed her neck. As you showered her in kisses, moving from her cheek to her neck and back, she continued to babble, her words a mix of nonsensical sounds and fragmented sentences. It was clear that she was completely lost in a state of blissful delirium. Her body was trembling slightly, her chest heaving with every breath, as she attempted to process the overwhelming sensations still coursing through her.

"Oh... oh god," she murmured, her voice shaky and breathless. "That was... that was incredible. I don't think I can move... you…" You kissed your way back up to her ear.

"I'm not done,remember I said three more times." Billie's eyes widened at your words, and she let out a soft whimper. She was still coming down from the intensity of her climax.

"I... I don't know if I can," she gasped, her voice trembling as she looked up at you. "I'm... I'm so sensitive..."

"This is what you get for leaving me alone all day. Being left alone really gives a girl a lot of time to think." Your hands slowly traced down her body. As your hands traced down her body, a shiver ran through her, her skin still sensitive after her recent climax. She let out a soft gasp, her body trembling beneath your touch.

"Please, princess. Just... give me a moment. Just a moment to catch my breath..."

"I'll give you a minute,I have to grab something anyway" Billie let out a sigh of relief, her body relaxing slightly as you said you'd give her a minute. You reappeared with a strap on between your legs. Her eyes roaming over your body, taking in the new accessory you were so tantalizingly sporting. She could already feel her body responding, the thought of what was to come fueling her arousal even further.

"You... you look so hot like that," she huskily gasped, her eyes darting between you and the strap on in anticipation.

"Do I now?" You moved closer,pulling her to sit up. Pressing the tip to her lips. "You think I'm pretty,why don't you prove it to me." You smirked "Kiss it" Without hesitation, she leaned in, her lips brushing against the silicone strap on, leaving a trail of kisses along its length. 

Before suddenly taking it all in,her hands grabbed your waist to keep steady. Billie's hand gripped your waist, holding steady as she took the strap on in her mouth.  "That's it,you're so perfect." Grabbing the back of her head,you took control. Moving your hips against her mouth,all while mumbling praises at her. Once you saw her trying to take more control you pulled away,pushing her back onto her back. "I'm gonna make you think about leaving me alone for so long ever again." Billie let out a desperate whimper, her body trembling at your words. She knew she was in for a night she would never forget, a night that would make her remember just how wrong she had been to abandon you. She was at your mercy, and she was already writhing beneath you, aching for more. In seconds you were thrusting into her,at a slow almost agonizing pace. Deliberately drawing this out. 

"Please," she gasped, her voice trembling with need. "Please, princess, I can't take it anymore. I need more. I need to come. Please..."

"You're so desperate for me,wanting me so badly. Why should I give it to you?"

"Don't make me beg,"

"Oh,you will. If you want me,you'll beg and ask for it" Immediately she crumbled and begged for you.

"Please," she pleaded again. "Please princess, I'll beg if I have to. I need you, I need to come. Please, princess. I'll do anything, I'll beg, I'll do anything please" You looped your arms around her thighs,pulling her closer as you moved your hips rapidly.

"Getting close?" You teased,you knew she was right at the edge. She gasped out, her words broken and disjointed as the pleasure consumed her.

"Close," she managed to pant out, her body trembling uncontrollably. "So close." She dug her nails into your back as she moaned louder,your thrusts becoming sloppy as you were getting close to your own release."Please, princess. I can't take it anymore. I need to cum. I need it so bad."

"Cum for me" that's all she needed to hear,her back arched and she held onto you. Finally getting that release. Her back arching as her release took hold. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her nails still digging into your skin, even as she rode out the waves of pleasure. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her words a mix of gratitude and satisfaction. She was completely spent, her body sinking back against the couch, her eyes closed, her breath ragged. She was utterly sated, yet somehow still craving more. She reached out, her hand lightly tracing over your back, feeling the marks her nails had left behind.

“That…was amazing…you're..I can't take anymore” 

"You think I'm done?" Her eyes flew open, her surprise evident in her expression.

"What?" she gasped, her body still trembling in the aftermath of her intense climax. "You mean... there's more?"

"So much more"

"I... I don't know if I can handle any more," she murmured, her words tinged with both excitement and trepidation. Your hands ran up her sides as you leaned down closer to her face.

"I could go all night,but I'll stop for now"

"You'll... stop?" she echoed, her voice carrying a hint of both incredulity and gratitude.

"For now" You kissed her "Just wait till the morning"

"The morning?" she murmured, her voice tinged with curiosity and excitement. "What are you planning?"

her gaze was locked onto your core rutting against her flesh. hot and sticky with want, but you wanted to hear how desperate she was even more.

“please, baby, please let me make you feel good, you know i can, i’ll be so good, mommy.”

pleads spilled off her lips faster than your desire spilled out against her skin. her brows were furrowed together as her fingers entangled in the sheets beneath you. her eyes pooling with lust, it only made you more determined.

“that’s not what i asked, billie.”

she huffed and bit her lip, her face clearly displaying how badly she needed to please you. you loved it.

“now speak up. you usually do as your told, i wonder what’s gotten into you..”

her mouth fell open instinctively, she was almost that of a dog with how well she was trained to meet your every need.

“it feels so good mommy, you make me feel so good. please can i make you feel good too?”

you smiled and ran your fingers through her hair, dragging your hand down to her lips, slipping your thumb between them. her tongue swirled around your finger as she sucked around it.

“such a good girl for me, i knew you could do it, baby. now you can touch, see how simple that is?”

she smiled despite the finger tucked between her lips, her mouth falling away from your fingers as she gripped your hips. she picked you up by the backs of your thighs to flip you over, your back now against the mattress. she instantly got down to her knees, her face inches away from your heat.

“is this okay, mommy?”

you didn’t bother answering, you simply wrapped her hair around your fist and pushed her forward, she took the hint and began to stripe her tongue from your center to your clit. the hair on your skin stood up as she sucked and licked at you masterfully. she has always been so, so good at this.

you pulled back against her hair, her face filling with frustration. you had given her what she wanted most only to take it back from her. god, it was like taking candy from a baby.

“are you sure this is what you want, bils?”

she didn’t hesitate.

“yes ma’am i promise, i need to do this for you, i need to taste you. please let me.”

you chuckled and let her go, she hungrily returned to devouring you like her last meal. both your hands now tangled in the sheets.

she pushed down against your legs as her tongue worked into your need. a gasp fell from your lips each time her tongue slipped inside of you. it felt truly magical, if doing something this skillful with your mouth was sinful, billie was a damn sinner. you loved it.

“make me cum baby, i know you can.”

you choked out between moans. her tongue now focused on your clit as her fingers found their way inside of you, the pads of them hitting the spot that made you squirm.

“fuck yes, that’s so good, you’re so good.”

the room began to spin and your stomach got tight. your chest stuttering with jagged breaths as she brought you closer to your release. her free hand found home on your breast, rolling your nipple between your fingers. you were going to explode.

“yes! yes, baby! just like that.”

your back arched off of the bed as she brought you impossibly closer, her pace quickened as she moaned into your core and you lost it, you fell apart against her fingers and into her mouth. you were seeing stars as your eyes rolled back, you shook in her grasp as she led you through your orgasm.

your breathing steadied and you fell back against the bed, the sheets telling a story without words of the incredulous head you had just gotten. my god was she priceless.

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you got done and stood up to open the door for her, which usually grants you a ‘thank you, baby’ but this time all you got was a huff.

you walked behind her out to your car and again, opened her door for her, and yet again, no thank you. you wondered what was up with her today. you walked around to the drivers side and jumped in, setting up the gps to the office her team was set to meet at.

“what’s gotten into you, pretty lady?”

she looked up at you over her phone and just shrugged.

“nothing, i’m fine.”

you let out a half laugh along with a shrug and just kept driving, if this is nothing then you wondered what something was. as you kept driving she started to warm up to you, in a different way than you had expected.

she was placing teasing kisses to your shoulder, running her hands up and down the arm you had resting on her thigh, and telling you how much she missed you.

“the rest of the day is just you and me, cool?”

you nodded, man this girl could give you whiplash with the way her mood could change in an instant.

the rest of the drive is mellow, billie’s hand is playing with the hair on the back of your head while the other hand is scrolling through tiktok as you hum along to the faint music coming through your radio.

you pull into the building’s parking lot, back in and start to get out when billie grabs your sleeve, yanking you back down into your seat.

she kisses you, letting your lips meld together into a warm bliss for a moment and then she pulls away with a smirk.

“now come on, you know i don’t want to be late.”

you just let out a chuckle and step out of the car once more. this time she lets you and the two of you walk hand in hand towards the building.

you walk in and head towards the elevator, she remains engaged in whatever video she was watching on her phone as you press the up arrow by the steel door. you look around absentmindedly as the doors open, the two of you passing the threshold into the confined space as you find the button for your designated floor.

the doors draw closed and billie’s lips are suddenly on yours. her lips are rough and passionate with greed, her hands are roaming through your hair as yours find home on her waist, partly to keep her from climbing you like a tree. she bites your lip and moans into your mouth as your grip on her hips get firmer. your hands are about to snake up her shirt when you hear the last sound you were hoping for.

‘ding!’

billie pulls away from you as the doors open, she walks out a bit ahead of you towards the room, dragging you by your hand. once you reach the door, she turns around and smiles at you.

“what’s your deal?”

she teases, fake worry washes over her face as you shake your head. she reaches her hands up to fix the hair she wrecked. once it’s back to her liking she brings her lips to your ear.

“i thought you knew how to handle my attitude, guess you lost your touch.”

your mouth falls open in sync with the door, and of course, billie marches in like nothing happened.

you find your seats at the large table filled with billie’s team and management, prepping yourself for the mind numbing conversations you were about to be ringside seats for.

later, her agent walks in the door, 5 minutes late, with billie’s favorite gluten-free donuts. billie beams with excitement.

“there’s my favorite pop star! look who got your favorite, who's your daddy?”

you ears instantly grow hot, your chest tightens and your ears start to ring. what the fuck was his deal?

“yeah, yeah, whateverrr”

she laughs it off as she takes a big bite, looking over at you much more amused than you could even think about being right now.

you lock eyes with her after she finishes, you’ve got a very ‘there’s no way he just said that’ look on your face, which is met with a cocked eyebrow and a ‘what are you gonna do about it?’ face, because of course she would make that face.

the meeting goes on for another hour, the fire never leaving your chest and your hand only finding its way farther up billie’s thigh throughout. billie wraps the meeting very quickly and doesn’t bother making small talk with the team like she usually does afterwards. instead you both beeline to your car, tearing out of the parking lot as if you were being chased.

the drive home is a blur of billie’s sass and your frustration, stolen kisses and teasing touches. you finally make it home and leap out of the car, you go around to her side and open it, as she’s stepping out your hands find the backs of her thighs and now you’ve got her in your arms with her ankles crossed behind your back.

you stumble up to the house, your arm swinging around looking for the doorhandle because you can’t bear to pull away from her right now. you make your way inside and slam the door behind you, never stopping. you make your way directly to the bedroom and put her down on the bed.

both of your chests are heaving, lips swollen and hair wild. her eyes are low, looking up at you with lust as she bites down on her lower lip.

you come back down to earth and sling your shirt over your head.

“you better be naked when i come back.”

you bark at her as you head towards the closet, you can hear her giggles despite the distance. you step into the closet and look for your favorite box, housing all your special items. you pull your clothes off as fast as you can and tighten the cords down on your strap, you picked out the biggest dildo you had, you wanted her to be sore tomorrow. you hurriedly grabbed some small rope and a few other gadgets and made your way out of the small space.

you’re met with the sight of her arched against the bed, her hand snaked between her thighs as she rubs her clit in tight circles, her face deep in the mattress to keep quiet.

you don’t even bother to respond, you grab her wrists and tie them together behind her back as she whines in protest.

“whyyyy??!! it felt so good!!”

you just smile as she looks over her shoulder at you, pouting. you poke your lip out, mocking her, as you grab a fistful of her hair and pull so her back falls into an even deeper arch. you line the tip of the strap up with her entrance, careful not to give her what she wants just yet.

“now beg.”

she whined and squirmed, trying to push herself backwards so she could get what she wanted. you just laughed, it was cute watching her struggle after talking so much game earlier.

“please, baby! just fuck me already, please!”

she whined in frustration, you pushed the tip a touch further inside.

“was that so hard, pretty girl?”

you didn’t give her time to respond as you slid your length fully inside of her. she moaned at the stretch and dropped her head down. her hands in tight fists behind her back. you leaned down and peppered light kisses against her shoulder as you began to rock in and out slowly.

“what happened, bils? you were so cocky earlier, isn’t this what you wanted?”

your pace built up slowly, your questions fell on deaf ears as her mind was fully consumed with the sensation between her legs.

you began to find a quick rhythm, thrusting into her as she made beautiful sounds, your head began to cloud with the pleasure.

“fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

your mouth fell open as you gripped her hips, she turned over her shoulder to watch your expression.

“don’t you love filling me up, sweet girl?”

you grew dizzy, she had you wrapped around her finger, and you loved it. your rhythm began to grow sporadic, your thrusts fell uneven as you fucked into her.

“come on baby, i know you can fuck me better than that.”

you whined as you continued to pound into billie, your head was spinning with desperation to please her.

“such a needy slut for me, aren’t you?”

she was still looking back at you over her shoulder, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth with her eyes low. her back was in that deep arch that made you groan.

“don’t stop love, i want you deep inside of me.”

you pulled back against her hips and thrust yours up harder, you needed her to cum, it’s all you could think about. her face fell back into the mattress as she met your thrusts, both of you moaning out in pleasure.

you placed your palm in middle of her back and thrust into her deeper than ever, her lewd noises hardly muffled by the comforter. your other hand snaked down between her thighs as you circled her clit. her legs began to shake and she began to squirm.

“fuck yes! i’m gonna cum- oh my god i’m cumming!”

your movements never faltered, you wanted her release more than anything in the world at this moment, you slowed as she stilled, never stopping.

“you want more!?”

she looked back as she questioned you breathlessly, you nodded with your lip tucked between your teeth, in fact you needed more.

your hands gripped her hips tight as you pulled her back against the strap, her moans were loud and vulgar.

“you thought that was funny earlier?”

she looked back at you confused.

“what are you - fuck! talking about?”

you only pounded into her deeper.

“he’s your daddy? are you sure about that?”

she was now meeting your thrusts, whimpering with pleasure, still not answering you though.

“tell me, who's your daddy?”

she picked her head up, her face was flooded with submission. her eyes were rolling back with each thrust. you had her right in the palm of your hand. she opened her eyes and met your gaze.

“you are, daddy.”

her head fell back down as you sped up, fucking into her fervently, desperate to pull another orgasm out of her. her sound grew wild and unfiltered, as she could only focus on how well you fit inside of her.

“be a good slut and cum again for me, i know you can.”

as soon as the words left your lips she unraveled, shaking and quivering against the mattress as her second orgasm crashed over her. she huffed and stilled as she came back down to earth. you were absolutely sure she would be sore tomorrow.

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“you had your chance, billie. now do you wanna find this code or not.”

she groaned and rolled her eyes.

“this is bullshit.”

you chuckled.

“hey, you’re the one that has been living out a secret life of crime all these years, not me.”

she dropped her feet down and spun her chair around to face the giant window behind the desk.

“do you still remember it as well as i do?”

“what?”

“the kiss.”

you were both in high school at the time, trapped in a ‘will they? won’t they?’ homoerotic friendship. she was scared of what would happen, of the future. you finally mustered the courage and kissed her at a sleepover and she pulled away. “i’m sorry.” were the last words she’d said to you until now, 5 years later.

it was bittersweet, you got to see her again, all grown up now. unfortunately it was behind the barrel of the gun she had leveled at you while barking orders to get on the ground.

you couldn’t help but admire her though, she was too beautiful for this kind of a life. she didn’t deserve this.

“any day now, princess.”

none other than the name she had called you back then. your breath hitched in your throat.

“uh, yeah sometimes.”

you admitted, half truth, you thought about it in a much higher quantity than you’d like to let on.

“what? it’s not like you’ve got anybody to go home to, you can be honest.”

how did she know that? must be a lucky guess, she could always read you like an open book.

you faced the back of her chair, her dark chocolate waves draped along the sides of the leather. you looked down at the chair on your side of the desk, which housed the AK she was pointing at you earlier, you reached to pick it up.

“i wouldn’t do that if i were you.”

you looked up and saw her spun around, holding a pistol, pointing it at you with a smile.

she reached for the backpack she’d tossed to the side and began to cry laughing.

“what?!? what’s funny?!?”

you questioned eagerly, you couldn’t see the contents of the bag to figure out what was so comical.

“oh my, that’s priceless.”

she wiped the tears from her eyes and her smile grew as she looked at you.

“i grabbed the wrong bag.”

she said with a shit eating grin on her face.

“what are you talking about?”

your tone remained cautious and careful.

you watched her hand plummet into the bag and bring out a fucking strap. you’re joking.

you looked at her in disbelief, there’s literally no way this was real.

“billie what the hell?!!?”

“maybe i was hoping to get lucky.”

the smirk on her face grew. you scoffed.

“you can forget it.”

she cocked her head and smiled wide.

“who said i was talking about you?”

you crossed your arms and looked at her with the most bullshit face you could muster.

“seeing as you locked us in here while all your buddies are out there keeping everyone else huddled up together in the lobby, it’s safe to assume you’re talking about me.”

she raised her eyebrows and pointed at you with the tip of the dildo.

“so, you want it?”

you rolled your eyes and turned back towards the bookshelf and returned to looking.

“i did not say that.”

she chuckled and dropped the strap back down into her bag.

“that’s too bad then, guess i brought it for no reason.”

you looked at her with a fake frown.

“aw shucks, that’s too bad.”

“we could be quick you know, it’s not like they can hear us.”

suddenly she was standing behind you, her hand snaking around your waist.

“billie, there are innocent people out there, scared for their lives, and you’re trying to fuck me right now?”

“now or never i guess, i wasted my shot before, i don’t wanna lose you again.”

you turned to look at her, her expression serious and meaningful, despite her intentions.

“i forgot that you’re kinda cute when you’re serious.”

“oh, shut up.”

“it’s funny that this is what makes you serious.”

you walked over to the desk and sat down on the surface, your legs crossed, facing her.

“you really want me this badly?”

you were leaning back as you watched her practically drool over your confidence.

she nodded instead of responding.

“how long have you been thinking about this?”

your hand wrapped around her throat as she uncrossed your legs to stand between them. her mouth finding home on the soft skin of your neck.

she hummed, instead of responding.

“billie.”

your grip tightened.

she pulled away, eyes filled with hunger.

“if you want something you have to ask for it.”

she bit her lip and ran her hand up your thighs, under your skirt, her expression so beautiful it drowned out the screaming from outside the door with ease.

“please, let me have you.”

you smiled, letting go of her neck. she immediately returned to your neck, searching for the spot that made you weak, and once she found it she was relentless.

she licked, sucked and nipped at your neck and collarbones, sloppy and eager.

“i’ve been thinking about this since the first time i saw you.”

you dipped your head back as she licked a bold stripe against your jaw. moans spilling out of your mouth faster than you could process her touch.

she snaked her hands under your sweater, her thumbs traced circles over your hips. she grinned happily when your hips began to buck.

“looks like i’m not the only one that wants this.”

she teased. you watched her eyes as she pulled the sweater over your head, goosebumps dancing over your skin as she eyed over your figure.

“so perfect, princess.”

you grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into your lips. you needed to kiss her, to feel her soft lips on yours, her teeth biting into your bottom lip in a way that made you squirm. you needed her.

you moaned against her lips as she ran her hands up and down your waist, you needed more.

you pulled away and leaned back over to the other side of the desk, picking up the black bag.

“make yourself useful.”

you pushed the bag towards her and she grinned.

you hopped off the desk and turned around. you needed this more than you’d like to admit. you waited impatiently while you listened her tightening the straps.

she placed her hand into the middle of your back, pushing down gently.

“is this okay?”

she asked carefully. like she was suddenly scared you didn’t want this, not like you were bent over a desk in front of her or anything.

“yes, it’s perfect. now fuck me like you mean it.”

she ripped your skirt off before the sentence left your mouth, her fingers already tracing over your pretty pink lace thong, they were your lucky underwear, and boy did they work.

the pads of her fingers pressed firmly against your clit through the fabric as she kissed along your shoulder. your back arched and you gasped at the touch.

she hummed and began to trace circles, your reactions fueling her like gasoline to a fire.

she finally slid the fabric down to your ankles, her fingers now finding home against your dripping center.

you shuddered and whimpered as she pushed them inside.

“you really want this don’t you, baby?”

“fuck, yes i do!”

her fingers slid all the way in and your eyes rolled back, she was curling them in the most perfect way, you made sounds you didn’t even think possible.

her other hand found your clit and circled it as she leaned down into your ear.

“i know you’ve wanted this for so long. isn’t that right?”

you nod and she slips her fingers out.

you whine and look over your shoulder, missing her touch already.

she smiles down at you and that’s when you feel her tracing over you with the tip. you gasp and bite your lip. you lean your head back down and she slides her full length inside of you. her hand slaps over your mouth just before you let out the sluttiest sound you’ve ever made.

she drops her hand and lets you adjust to the size, her hands finding home on your hips.

“please, billie.”

the only two words you could get out before she was thrusting forwards.

you moaned out and your eyes screwed shut.

she was pounding into you, her rhythm was so perfect it made you melt. you were moaning out without a care in the world for what was happening in the lobby. you gripped the edge of the desk as you spilled her name off your lips repeatedly.

that’s when you heard the knock on the door. billie’s pace didn’t waver.

“yo! what the fuck is taking so long?”

you felt cold metal against the back of your skull, pushing just hard enough to ensure you knew your place. she leaned down into your ear.

“be quiet.”

she hissed against the skin on your neck.

“this bitch doesn’t know the code and her boss didn’t leave it anywhere, we’ll be out soon, just give us a minute!”

she shouted back at him, her skin still slapping against yours, you were biting your lip so hard you were sure it would bleed any second.

“hurry up!”

the man shouted back, and then your heard his footsteps heading back towards the lobby.

“you’re so fucking good.”

she dropped the pistol back against the desk and grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking backwards.

your mouth dropped open and her fingers found their way between your lips.

“who knew you were this much of a slut?”

you moaned against the fingers that filled your mouth as she sped up her pace, you could swear you were seeing stars.

that’s when you felt the coil inside of you tighten, her fingers dropped out of your mouth.

“fuck, billie, i’m gonna cum!”

her pace didn’t slow, she only kept pounding into you as her now wet fingers danced over your clit. you were gripping this desk so hard you could swear it would snap.

“yeah? you’re gonna let it all out for me, aren’t you pretty girl?”

you couldn’t even respond before it snapped, washing over you forcefully, you shuddered and shook, she continued to thrust into you.

you laid breathless against the desk as she slowed her pace.

“so fucking good.”

she muttered just under her breath.

you sat up and watched as she carefully took the strap off and dropped it back in the bag. you grabbed your clothes and began to put them back on as a much more forceful knock pounded against the wood.

“YO! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?”

billie’s eyes went wide and she whispered.

“hide.”

you ran under the desk, and she sat in your boss’s chair, thankfully his desk was big enough to make up for his micro penis attitude, you both could fit with room to spare.

you heard the door spring open and slam against the bookshelf.

the man was questioning billie about the boss, you should’ve been listening but you were too busy undoing the belt buckle that held together billie’s pants. you undid the metal and pulled her zipper down. you tugged the layers of fabric just low enough to do what you needed to do.

you licked gently over her now bare clit. she inhaled sharply and gripped the armrest. her eyes darted down to yours, you pulled away from her lap.

‘don’t move.’

the only words you mouthed to her as you pulled her clit between your lips and sucked harshly. you watched as she fought to keep her composure and converse with the man.

“whatever, just hurry the hell up, we don’t have all day.”

he slammed the door behind him as he left the office.

“what the fuck is your problem?”

she stared down at you as your tongue was working relentlessly at her core, she tasted too good for you to wait.

you only hummed as you slipped your two fingers inside, your lips back to her clit.

she moaned and leaned her head back, her hands finding home in your hair.

“fuck.”

she cursed as you curled your fingers against the spot that made her moan. your tongue darted mercilessly over her sensitive bud. you had been dreaming of this moment for so long, you knew she would taste this good.

you reached your free hand up under her shirt and bra to find her nipple, you rolled it between your index and thumb as she bucked her hips forward, her moaning becoming sporadic.

you didn’t let up, you watched intently as she squirmed from your touch.

“oh my god, please. please make me cum, princess.”

you sucked her clit between your lips and curled your fingers up hard as she shook and let go against you. you smiled as your name fell off her lips like a prayer.

as she stilled you slipped your fingers out and sucked them clean, humming from the taste. who knew this moment you had been chasing for so long would happen like this?

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