Sidney knew her boyfriend was pissed when he came storming out of History, his final class of the school day.

She had just exited her English classroom when Billy Loomis, her boyfriend of two years, emerged from History, looking as if he could start a massacre. And knowing how he was when he was in a foul mood…he probably wouldn't hesitate in doing so.

There was a deep scowl on his face, his jaw clenching so tight she was afraid his teeth would crack under the pressure. His brown eyes were void of their usual warmth, instead being cold and hard with rage. His footsteps were heavy, his strides long, and his entire body was tense, ready to strike if someone so much as looked at him the wrong way.

"What happened?" Sidney asked softly as he approached her.

Billy wordlessly stared at her, taking her hand in his and just about dragging her out of the school building and over to his car, getting into the driver's seat after depositing her onto the passenger side.

"Billy?"

Billy grunted as he started the car, pulled out of the school parking lot, and made his way to her house, which was once again empty because of her parents having left earlier in the week for business trips.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked softly, carefully. She knew that he would never intentionally hurt her, but he was volatile whenever he was angry and was prone to lashing out in this type of mood.

"No," he ground out through clenched teeth, his hands tightening on the steering wheel as he turned onto Sidney's street.

Sidney remained silent. Whatever it was that bothered her boyfriend really affected him if he doesn't want to talk about it with her. Not that he was always that open with his feelings, but he usually did discuss his bad days with her.

Soon enough Billy was pulling into Sidney's drive. After cutting the engine, he surprised his girlfriend by going over to the passenger side of his car and plucking her out of her seat, carrying her bridal style into her house.

"Billy," Sidney began as he slammed her front door and carried her upstairs to her room. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about what happened at school today?"

"No, Sid, I don't want to talk," he replied, practically tossing her onto her bed so she landed with a bounce.

"Then what do you want?" She asked, sitting up. Her eyes widened a bit when she saw his fingers slipping down to his belt, quickly undoing it and removing his jeans.

"Your pussy," he said throatily, his dark eyes half-lidded with anger and desire and boring deeply into hers as he sat down on her computer desk chair, pulling his hard cock out through the slit in his boxers. "Now take off your clothes and sit on my cock."

Sidney bit her lip, her pussy dampening at the demand. Rising from her bed, she slowly took off her clothes, a soft blush dusting her cheeks as she stood naked before him.

"Good girl," Billy nodded his head in approval. "Now come to Daddy."

Sidney obeyed, walking towards him. His eyes reminded her of an animal's: predatory, feral, hungry…it made her shiver.

"You're such a good girl, following Daddy's orders like this," he praised her as she stood only mere inches away from him. "Do you want to make Daddy happy, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.

"Take a seat, then. Daddy wants his Princess' tight, wet pussy wrapped around his cock."

Sidney slowly sank down into his lap, moaning softly as every inch of her boyfriend's thick length filled her tight entrance. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she let herself adjust. It wasn't the first time she had his cock inside of her, but she still had to be careful whenever she took it. Billy was big and very thick; she could feel him in her stomach each time they made contact like this. It felt so good, addictive even. She never wanted it to stop.

'I'm definitely a size queen,' she mused, sighing in pleasure. Tatum had suggested that maybe she was a size queen, a girl who was practically obsessed with having sex with guys who had massive cocks, when she confided in her once about how much she loved taking Billy's size. She had blushed and waved her off at the time, but now she couldn't help but believe that her best friend was right.

Billy closed his eyes, a pleasured sigh of his own leaving his mouth, only his was tinged with relief. Winding his arms around her waist to keep her in place, he leaned his forehead against her chest, resting his head in the valley between her breasts. He could feel the tension leaving his body, the anger slipping away as her muscles clenched and pulsed around him, as if begging him to slide deeper into her body. Feeling her body heat and her soft skin on his made everything bad fall into the background. Sidney anchored him and made him feel okay. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost that, lost her…

They sat there for a while before Billy got up from the chair, holding her securely to his body as he carried her over to her bed. Carefully maneuvering them so he was still inside her, Billy laid them both on their sides, still facing each other, his head resting once again on her chest.

"Steve Orth heard about why my mom left my dad," Billy finally spoke into the quiet of the room, his voice now much calmer than before. "He started talking shit about you, saying that if you were anything like your mom, you'd cheat on me and we'd end up exactly like my parents."

Sidney frowned, both in sympathy for Billy and anger at Steve. She knew about Billy's parents; his father cheated on his mother and she packed up and left them. A lot of people believed that he cheated with her mother Maureen and even though she didn't want to believe that her mother would do that to her father…it never stopped the rumors circulating through town that her mother was a slut who spread her legs for every man, married and single, and that she would end up exactly like her.

"I would never do that to you," she said softly, moving one of her hands from around his neck to lay on his head, running her fingers through his dark blonde hair. A sigh of contentment slipped past his lips and she continued the motion.

"I know you wouldn't," he replied, smiling against her chest. "I trust you. I just couldn't stand hearing that asshole talk about things that he knew nothing about when he's been the one fucking my best friend's girlfriend and causing them to break up."

They shared a chuckle at the irony before he continued, "he's got the balls to talk like that but not to my face. I heard him in History and I wanted to beat his face in, but the bell rang and then all I could think about was you. I kept thinking 'if I can just get to Sidney, I'll be okay.'"

Sidney smiled.

"And I am okay. I'm still pissed as hell, but…being inside of you like this, just feeling you and knowing you're here with me because you want to be…it makes it better, at least a little bit."

"I'll always be here with you, Billy. I love you," she said lovingly, placing a kiss on top of his head. She shifted her hips a bit and took him just slightly deeper into her pussy, but other than a loud groan from both of them, it didn't go further than that.

"I love you, too, Sid," he answered just as lovingly, wrapping his arms tighter around her waist. His cock was harder than ever and still pulsing inside of her, but Billy didn't want to fuck her this time. He just wanted to lay there with her, being able to share something with her that no one else will ever get to experience.

And they did that for the next few hours, enjoying the intimacy between them with Sidney carding her fingers through his hair and Billy listening to the sound of her heart beating beneath his ear.