*Slight NC-17*
"Fuck off Darley." I hiss shaking my head.
He continues with heavy footsteps to stalk toward me, not looking where I was backing up, I stumble on a jagged edge of the sidewalk. Before I could fall backwards and bust my ass he races toward me, reaching out and grabbing my arm roughly.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" he hisses.
I furrow my brows and yank my arm away once I gain my footing.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I yell back, the nearly quite neighborhood is now filled with the shrill sound of my voice.
He glares at me and grits his teeth harshly, "Don't push me Reese, you ought'a be grateful I'm out here-"
The rage building in me in the moment explodes and I have no control over anything that comes out of my mouth, "I didn't ask you to be! In case you didn't fuckin' notice I left the party because of you! Just leave me alone!"
"First off lower ya fuckin' tone and I'm not gonna tell you again. Now get in the car."
"No," I spit moving my face a bit closer to his, staring straight into his eyes, showing no fear.
Something snapped in him and he grabbed my upper arm roughly before dragging me away from the open sidewalk and toward a small alleyway nearby. I fought hard but to no avail and wound up pushed against a dirty brick wall.
"Ya want me to leave you alone?" he asks glaring at me.
I nod, "Yes."
"Get in the car."
"For what?" I shrug, "I won't be one of your damn groupies Billy."
"Did you hear me fuckin' say ya'were?"
We stare at each other in silence for a long while before I give in. With a sigh I push his hand off me and turn my head toward the sidewalk.
"Take me home then."
"No." he retorts before stepping back and walking to his car.
"I'm not going to your house."
"Just shut up, I got somethin' to show you."
My arms remained crossed over my chest as he sped down the streets to I have no idea where. I could be willingly driving to my death but have no idea because I can't say no to this fucker. He spends the majority of the ride mostly relaxed, he glanced at me once or twice and that was it. I forced myself not to give him any slack.
10 minutes go by and he pulls up to this fairly decent looking apartment building. I get out of the car a bit reluctantly, following him into the building and up a flight of steps to apartment 2C. He draws keys from his pocket and unlocks the door, politely, shockingly, letting me in first.
He shuts on the light to the darkened apartment somewhere behind me after shutting and locking the several locks on his door.
First thing I noticed, his apartment is much cleaner than I expected. A lot emptier too.
"Just move in or something?" I ask.
"Yea." He replies gruffly before standing in front of me and nodding down the hallway to our right.
"I'm not going anywhere near a bed with you Billy, this isn't-"
"You wanna fuckin' stand up and talk then?" he snaps.
I roll my eyes and gesture down the hall. Again, I follow him.
He takes me to one of the three doors in the hallway before opening the closed door and revealing his room. It's nothing special at all, simple. A big enough bed tucked in the corner of the four brick walls of his room. He used a box as a nightstand where a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and a few rolling papers occupy.
"I didn't unpack shit yet." He says shutting the door behind us again.
I don't reply, but move to his bed and sit on the edge, far away from the center of it.
Billy stands near the door, silently, staring at me with this blank expression. When I've had enough of him staring at me I get uneasy real quick being in such a confined space with him. Last time we were in a bedroom I didn't exactly make anything hard for him…well I did but, that's not what I mean.
"What did you want to talk about?" I ask glancing to the left, out a window.
"Why ya pissed at me."
"Isn't that obvious?"
"Yea, but ya wrong. If ya think all I wanted was to fuck you then ya wrong."
I get quiet, rubbing my open palm against my knee I clear my throat and reply.
"Where've you been then?"
"Busy, I had t'leave last week. Up north."
I raise a brow, "What's up there?"
He gives me the look. I roll my eyes and look away.
"Fine. That's understandable. But I called you."
He nods, scratching his stubble and strolling over to the only other piece of furniture in his room. An old wooden dresser a few feet in front of his bed. A top it is a sealed box, he takes a retractable knife from his pocket and flicks it open.
"Had to get rid'a my phone. But you'd know that if ya had a fuckin' phone of ya own."
I felt like I was being bitch slapped with his words, immediately taking to scold my stupid brain. But then again, it's him we're talking about. Am I wrong for thinking he'd do that? I think not.
My jaw drops and I stutter, "I-I."
He nods and snorts as he rips through the tape covering the box with his knife.
"Yea, I-I…" he mimics, "I owe Billy an apology."
I can't even argue with him, as he opens the flaps of the box I inhale deeply and sigh.
"I'm sorry, Billy."
He gives a nod in response. He takes out another, smaller box from the brown box and walks over to the bed with it in his hand. Sitting beside me he starts to open this box as well.
"You could have called me or Tara before you got rid of-"
"I could'a," he says as he opens the box but stops before taking out what's in it. "But then I wouldn't get to see'ya all pissed at me."
Sucking my teeth I roll my eyes at him and turn my head away.
"Asshole." I mutter, crossing my arms over my chest.
"I know right."
I feel him nudge my arm with something hard and look over to see him holding an even smaller box. But this box is smooth and all white with a picture of an Iphone on the front.
My eyes go wide and I look up at him quick as lightning.
"What is this?" I ask leaning away a bit.
He forces the box in my hand with a bit of a grin on his face.
"Billy," I whine taking the box in my hand cautiously, "I can't take this." I sigh staring at the gesture in complete shock.
"Don't argue with me, just take it."
"But I can't, do you know how much this thing costs?" I ask looking at him.
He nods, "I bought it, I know how much the damn thing is." He retorts.
I look back down at the box in my hands and figure there's no harm in looking at the thing. As I remove the top cover of the box I feel my hair being pushed aside by Billy's hand. He smooth's it and his hand down m back before leaning close and placing a soft kiss to the side of my neck.
Biting my lip I ignore his actions as best I could as I stare at the brand new phone laying in my hand.
"Billy, this is really nice but I can't accept this."
"You can..." he kisses higher up on my neck before reaching right below my ear and kissing me there again.
"And you will...ya needed it anyway."
I nod, closing my eyes when he nips at my earlobe, "I know but…we're not even a...a..." I can't think straight.
"Fuck Billy stop it, I can't think."
"You don't hafta think, just say thank you," he says against my neck, then goes back to sucking on my skin like it's some kind of appetizer.
"Billy," I whimper.
"Ya next words better be thank you or I'm gonna stop."
He moves his left hand to my lap, sliding up the fabric of my dress and putting his hand between my legs. I gasp loudly when I feel him rub me outside of my panties.
"Still want me t'take you home?" he asks dragging his teeth down my neck and rubbing me through my moistening panties. My head lolls to the side and I reach beneath my dress to grab his hand and guide it inside my underwear.
Unexpectedly, he snatches his hand back and moves his lips from my neck.
This series of actions equate to one question, well?
Looking at him, my face red and mind a fog I reply immediately.
"No."
He smirks and keeps his eyes on mine as his fingers press against my wet sex, rubbing up and down over and over.
"And?" he adds.
Biting my lip I feel my brows pull together.
"Ye-yes, thank you, Billy." It came out as a moan and if he didn't drive me so damn crazy I'd be mortified with myself right now.
He lets out that deep, satisfied growl before giving me what I wanted, sliding his hand beneath my underwear and caressing me between my lips.
"Ya know…I don't believe you're very thankful Reese."
Fearing he'd stop I hold his hand in place and start moving my hips back and forth, riding his finger for the friction.
"No, no, I am." I say breathlessly.
"Show me then." He replies sternly.
Still moving my hips I close my eyes tightly and sigh, "H-how?"
"Look at me."
When I open my eyes he nods his head to the floor and says, "On ya knees."
For whatever odd reason I feel myself moisten even more from his words and the forceful way in which he said them. Fuck, I'm screwed. I try to get him to move his hand against me but he remains impossibly still.
"I will just…fuckin' give me something now." I beg.
He doesn't say anything but slowly starts to move the tips of his fingers against my clit, rubbing and flicking it until I was flat on my back crooning and moaning to his ceiling as he stared down at me. It doesn't take very long before I tense up and grip his sheets, crying out about coming.
His hand, hidden by my clothes moves faster and faster until I come, shaking and howling in pleasure.
Laying there in silence, a bit worn out I hear the sound of his zipper being undone. He doesn't say anything and neither do I. With my shaky bones I sit up off the bed, slide down off the side of it and place myself between his legs.
I can feel the excitement radiating off him, his eyes burning into me the entire time as he held the back of my head. Controlling my every move, with his hand tangled in my now mess of hair. I have to say, the sounds he was making made me absolutely giddy. I'd never heard Billy moan so loud for such long intervals of time.
"Make that the last time I see you flirtin' with any fuckin' body."
My head keeps bobbing on him as I look up at him confusedly.
"Hmm?" Is all I can really manage to say with my mouth occupied. I start to pull back but he shakes his head no and pushes back down on my head, making me take him further. Looking him in the eye I shake my head no back and take my mouth off him.
"I wasn't." I say wiping a dribble of spit from my chin.
Ignoring me and bring my mouth back down on him.
When I do he goes on to say, "You belong to me Reese."
A/N: I have to admit I was being lazy and a bit hesitant about adding this chapter. But a special thanks to carlaangel for the vote of confidence. Hope you liked it! The next chapter is done and will be posted soon I guess. Thanks guys!