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Hello again! So, I was going to wait for more reviews to post but I couldn't wait. Just a smallwarningbefore you continue reading, this chapter israted M! I don't want to give anything away before you read, but if you're uncomfortable reading mature content then it might be best to skip this chapter. If you message me, I'll be more than happy to give you a summary without all of the explicit details. Well there you go! Enjoy!
"So whatever you want
No, whatever you need
Take from me
Right from me
From me"
Manchester Orchestra – Pale Black Eye
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Nearly a month had passed since that very first kiss and things seemed to be going alright thus far. Billy was still being an asshole about the whole Beck thing but despite his ignored commands the high school hockey all-star and I were still very good friends. Ava and I were back to normal as well. After that day, we had quite a few conversations about the relationship between Billy and I and she never failed to voice her negative opinions on the matter but we came to an agreement that he did deserve a chance to prove himself. Therefore, she had let off on her worried ways and our friendship had returned back to a neutralized state. She and Joe were now very much an item. Therefore, I wasn't surprised to find that only days after the breathtaking kiss had taken place, Joe found out about the status of Billy and me. However, unlike his outspoken girlfriend, he seemed to be perfectly accepting of the new development and I judged that maybe he was the reason she had began to let the issue go so easily. Thank god for Joey and his contagiously carefree ways.
Over the past month the word around school had spread like wildfire and all of the prissy, bronze Beck groupies seemed to be happy to hear that I had moved on. That was until the school learned of my new status as 'Billy's girl', then it seemed as if things became even worse. Yes, I had realized early on that he too had a female following but I didn't realize the extent of its expanse. It wasn't even a week later when bustling rooms began to silence at my entrance and black lined eyes stared harshly at me under clumps of mascara. No, I certainly wasn't the most popular girl in my grade, that was for sure. Since the incident, I had visited the bar a few times as well and it seemed that a couple of the guys had become somewhat suspicious of Billy and me. Thankfully, however, they knew not to run their mouths and so far, Spencer was none the wiser, which I was incredibly very grateful for. Yes, eventually I would have to tell him. I wasn't that naïve. I just wanted to make sure what this thing really was before I made any type of announcements of such vast proportions.
The relationship between me and the gang leader seemed to be going smoothly as well with sporadic heavenly make out sessions and random deep conversations. Yes, I was still trying to keep my emotions under control concerning Billy but I was beginning to let those walls down and I was almost to the point of truly trusting him. In less than a month I had gotten to know Billy a hell of a lot better and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't falling for the guy…and fast. No, we had yet to consummate the young relationship. In fact, Billy had been incredibly understanding about my wanting to wait but I could tell that he was beginning to get antsy when it came to our abstinence and truthfully so was I. In a word, Billy was irresistible and keeping my clothes on around him was getting more and more difficult by the day. The more I actually thought about it the more I felt my excuses slipping and the idea of remaining pure seemed less attractive. In fact, the idea of giving that precious moment to Billy was beginning to sound like a good one.
It was Friday night when I found myself sitting on the couch in an oversized t-shirt watching some random Kate Hudson romantic comedy. Unfortunately for me, everyone I knew had been too busy with their own lives to provide entertainment for the night. Billy was working late and Beck had been dragged to some nightclub across town after persistent begging form his testosterone driven hockey buddies. Spencer had taken the late shift and was planning to spend yet another night at Sarah's apartment. Lastly, Ava and Joe were on another one of their romantic dates which nearly always ended with fornication in the back seat of Ava's lunchbox of a Prius. No, I wasn't proud to know such inappropriate details about my friend's love life but my closest gal pal thought it her duty to share such information, no matter how uncomfortable it obviously made me.
Therefore at that moment, at approximately twenty three minutes past nine on a chilly, February Friday night I found myself alone and seriously contemplating hitting the sack early and risking seeming like an elderly woman. I felt almost pathetic at the thought, when suddenly salvation found me in the form of a resounding knock on the front door. Leaping from my seat, I practically skipped to the door before peeking through the tiny glass opening. Squinting my eyes at the sight of the figure on the other side I was instantly filled with both confusion and excitement to see that Billy had come to pay me a visit. Yes, he often stopped by to surprise me randomly but never on nights when I knew he was scheduled to be working.
I swiftly disengaged the multitude of locks upon the chipped wooden surface before opening it. Nearly touching the floor, my jaw fell instantly at the sight of the attractive gang leader leaning against the door frame wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and a mischievous smirk. Stepping aside I let him enter through the threshold before locking everything back behind him and spinning around on my naked heel. He had suddenly gotten extremely close and I instinctively backed away, immediately running in to the hard surface of the door. He scooted closer and before I could process what was happening he was towering over my small frame with one hand on my hip and the other playing with the hem of my large shirt.
In the midst of my excitement about having a visitor, I had forgotten about my lack of clothing and I felt a blush rise to my cheeks at the realization. His eyes traveled down my scantily clad body, stopping at the bottom of my shirt before raising an eyebrow at the realization that I wasn't wearing any shorts. Resisting the urge to divert my eyes, I felt an intense surge of nervousness run through my body.
"I thought you had work?" His eyes snapped away from my exposed legs and found my questioning mahogany irises.
"I finished up early and decided to spend some quality time with my girl." He made quality sound like the dirtiest word in the book and I trembled subconsciously at the sound. Leaning down, he captured my lips in a soft kiss. My stomach tingled and I had barely had enough time to react before his hands found the backs of my thighs and he hoisted me into the air. I squealed lightly with surprise and wrapped my legs tightly around his waist while trying to ignore the feeling of his body pressed against the most intimate of places. A smile found its way to my lips as he made his way across the room. Plopping down upon the couch, he gripped my hips firmly, forcing me to remain seated upon his lap, straddling the already sizable lump in his jeans.
"Smart choice Mr. Darley, I haven't seen you all week."Despite the nervous shake in my voice, my words were very true. Many people weren't aware of it, but gang lords happen to be incredibly busy people and the same went for Billy.
"An old friend came into town and I had to deal with some stuff." His explanation was simple and he seemed sincere enough so I simply nodded in response. I knew better than to try and pry into his personal life outside of us.
Moving my hands from their position on his chest, I let my right hand coast lightly across his cheek, relishing in the feeling of such personal contact. I felt one of his hands find an exposed place upon my thigh where he created small circles with his touch. I realized then that my shirt had ridden up considerably during our transportation from the door to the couch and my nearly see through black boy shorts were exposed for all to see but I didn't really care anymore. Over the past month I had become oddly comfortable with Billy's touch and right then, at the sight of my exposed undergarments, he made it perfectly clear that he liked what he saw, which in turn put my self-conscious nature at ease.
"You're so fuckin' beautiful you know that?" He had made the statement before but I certainly didn't mind hearing it again. I was a female and Billy Darley was the sexiest man alive. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy him showering me with compliments. He stared into my eyes then and I saw something flash across those blue pools of his for the briefest of seconds before he moved his eyes downward, seemingly thinking long and hard about something.
"You know…you kind of remind me of my mother." At his softly spoken words I felt my body tense and freeze. He had never mentioned her around me and I thought it to be a rather large step in our relationship for him to do so. In addition, he was comparing me to the woman who gave him life; probably the only woman he'd ever really loved and I felt my heart beginning to melt slightly at the thought. By that point my eyes were wide and my mouth hung slightly open. I could tell from the odd look on his face that he was misinterpreting my surprise for something else and he quickly decided to clarify.
"Shit…not in a fucking Oedipus kind of way but you…you just…remind me of her." A smile unconsciously appeared upon my face in response to his literary reference and I heard a giggle escape my lips at his flustered appearance. "Your kind eyes, how soft spoken you are, that blonde hair." He twirled a wavy piece of hair in front of his face before brushing it back behind my ear. His voice was deep and the soft look in his eyes was mixed with some type of emotion I couldn't recognize.
He looked as though he was going to continue but I couldn't hold back anymore. The words falling from his mouth were working strongly in his favor and in that moment I felt closer to him than I ever had. I no longer felt like playing the waiting game and I knew in that instant that I was more than ready to give him anything he wanted. Launching my body forward, I caught his lips with my own in a feverish kiss. It didn't even take a second for him to respond and before I knew it, one of his hands ran roughly through my loose strands of hair while the other gripped my hip forcefully. I could tell instantly that he was no longer holding back as he had been for the past weeks and I moaned at the idea of this untamed new man.
For what must have been ten minutes we continued this passionate exchange before finally he decided to test the waters even further. Gripping the bottom of my t-shit he pulled back from the kiss and sent a questioning look my way. Without even a glimpse of a second guess, I lifted my arms above my head, easily granting him permission. Not even a moment later the piece of clothing was nothing more than a pile of fabric upon the hard wood floors and my stomach felt as if it were swimming with literally thousands of panicked butterflies. Moving his hazy eyes over my uncovered body, I heard a rumble in his chest before his hands found my goose bumped flesh. Connecting his mouth to my neck he began laying rough nibbling kisses along the sensitive skin and I let my head fall back in response to the pleasure coursing through my veins.
From that moment forward everything seemed to turn into a lusty blur. After carrying me into my room Billy slammed the door shut and before I could process everything that was happening his skilled hands had successfully unclasped my bra, freeing my breasts from their previous confines. Ramming my body against the wall, Billy wasted no time before letting his mouth find the bare skin on my chest and I let a whimper escape my throat in reaction to his actions. His warm breathe felt heavenly against my cool skin and I let another moan sound from between my parted, swollen lips. In response to my verbal marks of pleasure, Billy ground his jean clad, lower half against mine and I gasped at the feeling of his obviously hardened member. An overwhelming tingling took over beneath the fabric of my panties and I decided that I was ready for the foreplay to come to an end. Pulling back from Billy's close grasp I moved my lips to his awaiting ear and sunk my teeth lightly into the exposed flesh before voicing my opinions.
"I want you nowBilly." The simple request escaped my mouth in a breathy voice.
"Fuck," he grunted roughly in response, his front unconsciously twitching forward against my pelvis.
Answering my demand, he pulled me from the wall and promptly tossed my nearly naked body onto the bed. The room was fairly dark but the rays of moonlight seeping through the window assisted my widened eyes and I gasped at the sight of Billy towering over the end of my bed. He had somehow already pulled his shirt off and the man that stood tall at my feet was one that both evoked fear deep within me and sent my body into a lusting frenzy all at the same time.
It was the first time that I had ever laid eyes upon his bare chest and I was certainly impressed with the sight before me. The tattoos that snaked their way up his arms continued onto the muscular plane of his scar scattered chest and disappeared over the back of his neck. His eyes were dark and his head was tilted down, giving him a dangerous, almost predatory appearance and I nearly shivered at the sight. Next, I watched as his hands dipped down below his generously toned stomach to grasp the belt he wore around his waist. Slowing unbuckling the restraint, he unfastened the button of his pants before dropping them to the dark floor below.
He stood there in nothing more than a pair of black boxer briefs, his burly chest heaving up and down with each intake of air. I thought, in that moment, that I had never wanted anything more in my entire life…and then he dropped his last article of clothing. It was then that I knew, once and for all, that Billy Darley was indeed a steel coated rock of a man. Standing there, lacking any pesky cloth to separate my eyes from his remarkable body I was finally able to see the entirety of the man who ruled all of Boston andfuck, he was incredible.
Scanning over his exquisite masterpiece of a body, I found my eyes halting upon the rigid shaft below his stomach. No, the actions that were about to take place would certainly not be a painless endeavor. He was colossal and I felt a twinge of fear shoot through my body before the feeling of desire took its place once again. Yes, I could certainly see why almost every female I knew would be willing o fight for a chance to accompany Billy to bed. Leaning back against my elbows I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth, clenching it with my teeth in the special way that was known to drive him mad.
Slowing stalking toward the bed, he crawled over my body before stopping at my eye level, his fierce, cobalt orbs staring at me in an almost feral way and his sizeable arousal resting upon my naked thigh. Without warning, I felt his hand snake between us before he literally ripped off the last of my clothing, tossing the shredded lace to the floor without a second thought. Using the same hand, he ran his palm over my breast, down my ribcage and across my flat stomach, pausing for a moment at the tender spot above my entrance.
Leaning down, he harshly grasped my mouth with his own in a hungry lip lock, growling sternly in the process. Just as he deepened the kiss I felt the pressure of something at my previously untouched entrance. Pushing forward, he plunged a finger inside of me, eliciting a deep moan in response. I had never felt anything comparable to this and was beginning to lose all physical control over my body with just that one solitary action. Adding in yet another digit he began pumping his large fingers in and out of my body in a smooth rhythm, causing a lovely tension to begin building within me. He was clearly a practiced man and he knew precisely what to do in order to bring fourth such indescribable feelings and I was far from complaining.
After a few minutes of this amazing new feeling, he pulled his hand away from my body and I gasped miserably at the loss of contact. I was about to demand more when I caught the glimpse of the condom in his other hand. I had been so preoccupied with my own pleasure that I hadn't even noticed him retrieve the latex glove. In the blink of an eye, he had the wrapper open and the contraceptive was firmly in place. Leaning back down over my body, I wrapped my legs around his sides, feeling the tip of his arousal at my entrance. For the briefest of seconds, I wondered if this was the right decision but just as swiftly as the thought had appeared, it was pushed away and I felt my breathing accelerate.
Lying flush atop my nakedness, Billy took a moment to look deeply into my dark eyes, probably searching for some sort of sign. Unwilling to voice a verbal response, I simply nodded my head very lightly in approval and I knew that he got the message. Without even the slightest hint of a warning, he pushed forward roughly, impaling my body with his massive rigidity and breaking through the seal that proved my innocence. The harsh action sent of surge of pain through my body and tears sprang to my eyes as a whimper clawed its way out of my throat. Billy halted for a brief second or so but when I didn't make another sound he continued with his movement and god, did it hurt. He started by pulling himself all the way out before shoving himself back into of me yet again and I nearly screamed at the sting. With each deep thrust I felt the ache grow within me but despite all of that, I didn't voice any type of disapproval. Instead I simply bit into my bottom lip callously and held the salty tears at bay. While I might have been pretending to be alright, animal like groans resounded throughout the small space and I knew, without a doubt, that Billy was enjoying our actions.
"Ugh baby…you're so fuckin' tight." I gasped at his words, my response only working to kindle his fierce fire even more. Yes, I'm sure he was correct. I had never been with any man and it probably wasn't the smartest idea to start with someone as large as Billy Darley. Grasping roughly at my breast and sinking his teeth into the exposed skin upon my shoulder, he continued to prove how much of an animal he was in the sack and I thought to myself that I would have thoroughly enjoyed this side of him if I hadn't been in so much fucking pain.
About five minutes had passed and he was literally pounding into me by that point, his thrusts quick, deep and relentless. Thankfully, however, the pain was beginning to subside and the satisfying tingling I had felt before was slowly taking its place. I let my fingers roam over his back, grazing my fingernails along the warm skin with each powerful shove of his body
No, the unyielding rough thrusts and the brutal growls were never something I imaged when I thought of how my first time would be. I had dreamt it would be slow and sweet and preferably with a kind man who loved me. However, that was not the type of man whose glistening naked flesh rubbed against mine in that moment. Instead, I was in the midst of being savagely fucked by a tattooed drug dealer who was probably incapable of loving a woman. However, oddly enough, I wasn't turned off or dismayed by the fact that my fantasies weren't being met. No, I was more than satisfied with what was actually happening. It might not have been with your stereotypical good guy, but it was somuch better. No, there was no possible way that I could regret such a perfectly wonderful Billy induced fuck.
Suddenly I felt his hands clutch my hips in his tight, bruising grasp and he somehow managed to drive himself even further inside of me. Slinging my head back against the pillow I let a strident moan break from my lips, causing Billy to pick up his pace. I heard the creak of mattress as it moved with our bodies and the noisy bangs of the bed frame grinding against the wall with each thrust. If it would have been even vaguely possible for me to carry a normal train of thought at that time, I probably would have been royally embarrassed by that fact that a 50 year old woman and her teenage daughter lived below us, but in that moment I was miles away from even remotely giving a fuck. Instead, I threw my head back even more into the plush pillow beneath my messy mop of hair and let a throaty scream escape me.
Taking me by complete surprise, Billy then drove his fingers even deeper into my skin before flipping our intertwined bodies over in one skillful movement. Keeping his grip upon my sides, he continued to thrust in and out of me, roughly bouncing my body upon his. At this point he was literally using my own body weight to impale me with his dick and it only managed to turn me on even more.
"Oh fuck baby!" He practically shouted the words and in this new position I found myself screaming as well, labored pants escaping my open mouth, paired with surprisingly vulgar incoherencies. For a small window of time I felt somewhat in control, my body vigorously riding atop Billy's muscular form, this new position making me feel freer than ever. What seemed like hours passed by but it must have only been about ten minutes or so before I redirected my gaze down to Billy's shadowy figure below mine, taking the opportunity to stoop down and steal a brief kiss from his panting lips. Just as I was pulling away I felt his calloused fingers grip my sensitive breasts and then my hips before flipping us back around. Now atop my form once again he began to slam his into me and I could feel the tension rapidly building within me. I had never felt this feeling before but from what I knew about orgasms, I was pretty fucking sure that I was on the brink of a city sized explosion and from the looks of things so was Billy.
"Fuck…I'm so close baby, cum for me Violet." Just as the commanding words shot from his mouth, I felt the intense feeling taking over as my muscles tightened and I let go completely. Clasping my eyes shut and curling my toes unconsciously, I basked in the new and incredible feeling that seemed to surge through my very being. Moaning without a care in the world, I leaned heavily against the pillow behind me and Billy picked up the pace, elongating my overwhelming bliss and pushing himself over the edge at last. With a resounding grunt, his thrusts came to a slow halt before he collapsed on top of my panting chest. The sounds of our labored breaths filled the air along with the scent of sex and sweet perspiration.
After lying there for nearly ten minutes letting the high fade await and regaining a natural breathing pattern, Billy rolled off of me and onto his back before pulling my plush comforter over his nude form.
"Fuck…" That's all he muttered, one word, probably his favorite word of all, before closing his eyes. I stared at his still figure for a minute or so before I felt my eyelids flutter closed as well. Sleep was awaiting me and after the last 45 minutes of intense physical activity I found it hard to fight it. Rolling over slowly, I let my head rest against Billy's bare chest, breathing in his marvelous aroma and clinging to his naked body. With Billy in my arms and the night's events coursing through my brain, I let the much needed rest take me for the night, knowing that tomorrow couldn't possibly compare with the sensational experience I had just had. No…I undeniably had no regrets. Not this time.