A/N: Sorry this took soooo long. The next one should be out fairly soon, that is if you all are still interested
"Reese…Reese."
It wasn't until I felt a tap on my shoulder that I noticed I'd been standing in front of the copier staring off into space for who knows how long. I look to my right to see one of the attorneys standing beside me. I glance at him and jump a bit, glancing around to see him standing beside me.
"I'm sorry," I sigh shaking my head as I gathered the copies I was supposed to be bringing to my boss.
"It's fine. You look sad, everything okay?"
I give half a smile and nod, "I'm ok, just thinking about some stuff."
I look at him again, noticing for the first time the smirk on his face, those come hither eyes that I'm sure worked on the other secretaries. Turning back around I grab my papers and start to walk past him.
"Uh, Reese." He calls out to me. How does he even know my name?
I turn back to face him, he's holding out a piece of paper I must have dropped.
"Thanks."
The minute I was alone again, tasked with alphabetizing some old contacts at my desk, which was in the room just outside my boss's I made it a point to keep my phone off while I'm working. However, these past few days I decided against it since things at home have been a bit weird. And by things at home I mean all the crap with Billy and his friends. And by weird I mean I haven't seen him in almost a week and the one time I did see him he barely acknowledged I was there. He sends Joe to pick me up from work and he still doesn't give me any details about what's happening. The only reason I know anything is because of Tia.
Apparently the cops may or may not have evidence that could incriminate Billy and Bodie, who I think is still in the hospital. Billy goes to see him every day. Anyway, there also may or may not be a cop that Billy has in his pocket, who will see to it that this incriminating evidence does not exist and if it does he will make sure it doesn't exist.
I suppose until all of this is cleared up I'll be boyfriend-less.
So if I'm not with Tia after work I'm with Collin.
He'll come over almost once a week for dinner and just to hang out with my family. He and I have pretty much picked up where we left off. Since he's returned I've been splitting my time between Billy, him and Tia. Tia doesn't mind much that she gets the least bit of time because she's so caught up with Joe.
I've actively avoided telling Billy of the times Collin and I hang out. Not that I feel I have anything to hide, I just knew it wouldn't turn out any way but horrible. I however, on this particular day wasn't expecting to see Collin sitting on the front steps of the apartment. Usually he's upstairs waiting on my couch. When Joe pulls up to the front he glances at me then back to Collin who'd stood up when he saw us.
Collin stares at me past Joe and I look back then to Joe when I feel him staring at me.
"Don't look at me like that." I sigh gathering my purse and pushing the door open.
"Bye Joe."
I walk around the front of the car, ignoring the fact that he doesn't pull off until Collin and I are inside.
"No one's upstairs?" I ask taking out my keys as we walk up the steps to my apartment.
"Nah, ya mom went to the store with Jase."
"You waited here?" I ask glancing behind me at him.
He nods, "Yea, wanted to smoke and I knew you'd be here soon," He shrugs.
I don't let on to the nervousness I feel from the fact that Joe had seen us come up here together. I bet he's on his way to squeal to Billy right this second.
"How was work?" Collin asks as I lock the door behind us inside.
"Alright," I shrug walking to my room with Collin behind me.
As I take off my shoes he says.
"So I know you must know about all the shit Darley's got em'self into."
I glance over my shoulder at him and shrug.
"Not really, he won't tell me anything, Tia says he wants me to have plausible deniability."
Collin snorts, a sarcastic look in his eyes.
"No one has plausible deniability in this neighborhood. Not when it comes to him."
I ignore his jab and grab some clothes to change into. Stepping inside my small cramped closet I change where Collin can't see. When I come back out I sit on my bed beside him and check my phone.
"Want to watch cartoons?" I ask, my eyes still on the phone as I do. Still nothing from Billy.
Collin grabs my remote, making himself comfortable beside me as he turns on the TV and starts flipping through the channels.
Busy? –R
He doesn't answer me for a very long time. When he does Collin and I are almost sleep, my mother had already come back, made dinner and fed all of us. Collin and I made it back to my room after watching a movie with Jase, just in time to pass out.
Curled up in Collin's arms I jolt awake to see it's about 1:30 am and my phone is vibrating so loud I could hear it in my dreams. Billy is one of those people that send single worded texts, it's the most annoying thing ever.
No –B
I stare at the message for a few seconds before typing back.
Is everything ok? –R
He takes almost 10 minutes to reply, ignoring me those long ten minutes.
Y wouldn't it b? –B
Rolling my eyes I sit up, pushing away Collin's grip on my hip. Sitting up I dial Billy's number; even for his aloof nature I knew better that his text had more meaning.
He answers on the 5th ring.
"Because I haven't heard from you in days," I don't even say hello.
He remains silent for a while then answers.
"I been busy."
I could ring his fucking neck.
"Oh? Because I could have sworn you just said you weren't busy."
"I'm not busy now." He grunts.
I can hear commotion in the background, I immediately assume he's at the bar. I sigh and close my eyes.
"I'm trying so hard not to be that girl Billy."
"What girl?" he asks sounding bored.
"The girl that calls her boyfriend complaining and whining."
"Then don't." he retorts smartly.
"I…" I take a deep breath and hold it before releasing the anger building slowly.
"Fine. Can I see you? Would you like to see me?"
"I'm tired."
"Come on are you fucking serious. I can hear the bar Billy!"
"I don't wanna hear this shit Ree-"At this very moment I've never been so terrified. Because at the same time Billy is talking Collin emerges from my room rubbing his eyes. He doesn't notice I'm on the phone and asks in the quiet hallway of my apartment.
"Why'd you get out a'bed?"
I look at him and shake my head no, pointing frantically to my phone. He blinks a few times and looks at me before nodding and going toward the bathroom. I pray Billy hasn't heard, but know from the dead silence on his end that he did.
"Reese." He says my name slowly in an even, bone chilling tone.
I clear my throat and wander from my apartment hallway to the hallway of our complex to keep from waking anyone up, closing the front door behind me as quietly as I could.
"Yea?" I ask just above a whisper.
"Whose bed ya in?"
"I-I'm not I-"
"Don't fuckin' lie t'me." He snarls making me shiver.
"It was Collin, he's s-stayin' over the uh-for the night."
"Ya better be jokin'."
"Billy he's my friend it's not-"
"Be outside in five minutes."
With that the line went dead. I tried calling him back several times, pacing the hallway back and forth frantically for five minutes. And another half-minute passes before I hear that heavy engine outside. A car door slams loudly and I leap down the steps two at a time to meet him charging through the lobby door.
"Billy, Billy, Billy." I call out holding my hands out to stop him. His eyes are dark and focused on me.
"Listen to me it's not what you think."
Wrapping his hand around my forearm he pulls me into him a low growl erupting from his chest when our bodies collide.
"And what the fuck do I think-huh?!" He explodes, his voice going higher when he yelled fuck. I tremble, staring at him in shock, scared to move let alone speak. His reaction is at best an over-reaction and at worst, the end of our relationship.
"Ya think I'm fuckin' stupid?"
"No. Stop it." I hiss trying to yank myself away from him. A few neighborhood dogs bark at the sound of his loud and ragged voice; nosy neighbors flicker on their lights and peak out their blinds to see what the commotion is about.
"You think I'm fuckin' playin' wit'ya Reese." He brings his other hand up, pointing his finger at me and digging the tip of his index and middle fingers against my temple. My head tilts to the side as he slightly mushes me, tearing me apart from the inside out. I'm immediately bought back to my childhood. When my father would be so drunk and take out all his problems on my mother and I; bullying me and mushing me in corners.
"Billy stop it. I'm not doing anything with him, I wouldn't do that." I snap smacking his hand away, backing closer to the steps leading inside.
"So what the fuck is he here for huh? Sleepin' in ya fuckin' be no less!" he asks stalking toward me.
"He's here Billy! He talks to me! That's it, he's my best friend!" I can feel the tears building.
"Don't gimme that bullshit and cut that cryin' shit out."
Before I can reply Collin emerges from the building, moving behind me so his chest is against my back.
My eyes go wide when I see Billy's eyes lock on my friend. I can't imagine him seeing anything but red right now.
"Reese, everything okay?"
Collin puts his hand on my shoulder and though it's the tiniest of gestures it's the wrong one.
"Collin I'm-"
"Mind ya fuckin' business," Billy spits.
I notice him advancing a bit in our direction and immediately do the same, putting my hands on his chest.
"Let em' go sweetheart, he's got somethin' on his mind. Let the man talk."
"Billy, come on let's just go." I grasp his huge bicep and attempt to pull him to his car, trying to speak over Collin's taunting.
"I'll go with you."
Billy hauls me behind him and charges toward Collin. Hovering over him, dwarfing him by about 6 inches. But standing a few steps higher, Collin evens the difference. Not showing an ounce of fear when Billy approaches him.
"The only reason you ain't bleedin' out is because of her. You remember that shit."
I manage to squeeze myself between them and push Collin back. He chuckles and takes a step back. I turn to face Billy, his eyes still focused on Collin.
"Billy. Let's go okay?" I say softly, my voice still trembling. I put my hands on his cheeks and make him look at me.
"I'm with you, let's go," I whisper in reassurance him.
His eyes finally land on mine. His face is still hard as stone but I can see him relax a small fraction when our eyes meet.
"Now." He replies sternly with no room for questioning.
I nod and turn back to face Collin. He's still staring at Billy when I call his name.
"I'll call you tomorrow, please just let it go."
He doesn't say anything but gives a curt nod. Billy starts to walk to his car, calling my name roughly. I turn around and follow behind him, feeling like a child in deep shit.
The moment we pull away in the car I sigh. Feeling more relaxed knowing he isn't close enough to flip out and shoot Collin.
"That was stupid Billy."
"No what's stupid is you let'n that fucker sleep in ya bed."
"He's not a fucker, he's my friend and you were being a jealous prick."
He glances at me his eyes ablaze.
"You watch ya fuckin' mouth Reese."
"And if I don't?" I ask bitingly, metaphorically butting heads with him without an ounce of hesitation.
His face was priceless, if I wasn't pissed off I'd be a little scared but also amused because of how red he got in that small matter of seconds. He looked like he wanted to knock my lights out, and looked even more pissed off because he knew he wouldn't do anything. He doesn't say anything but squeezes the wheel so tight I could hear the leather ripple beneath his callouses.
"And so what if I let him sleep in my bed?" I ask glaring at him.
The car surges past a stop sign and Billy doesn't even look to see the oncoming traffic swerve to avoid an accident.
"Would you look at the road!?" I scream.
"What the fuck you mean so what? You whine about other bitches kissin' my cheek but let the next dude sleep in ya fuckin' bed? Does that make sense to you Reese?" he asks roughly, not screaming but speaking loud enough to make up for it.
"There's a difference Billy! Collin doesn't have the intention of fucking me, all those bitches do!"
He snorts, glancing at me with a disgustingly arrogant smirk on his lips.
"You think he don't wan'a fuck ya?"
"He's not like that Billy."
"If you think that then ya more naïve than I thought."
My eyes go wide, "I'm not naïve you're just a jealous idiot! You think you know everything and you don't! You don't know Collin!"
"I don't hafta know him, he's got a dick and you got a great ass and big tits."
I don't reply right away, just stare at him with my mouth open and eyes wide. Noticing I haven't spoken he looks at me then looks back at the road. We're nearing his apartment and all I want is to be back in my own bed. After getting over the initial shock I sit back in my seat and cross my arms over my chest, staring at the street.
"What ya don't got noth'n slick t'say?" he asks with a small hint of amusement in his tone.
Just as we pull up to the parking lot I ask.
"So that's ultimately the only reason you even spoke to me isn't it?"
After parking the car he turns to face me, sighing heavily as he did.
"Come on, we can talk inside."
"No. Tell me the truth now."
"Why so you can run away cry'n. No."
Shaking my head I clear my throat and mutter, "Wow…I'm really fucking stupid aren't I. My mother told me this would happen and I said no…he's different because I'm a fucking moron that can't spot a bad thing when it fucking smacks me in the face."
"What was that?" he asks leaning a bit closer and I can tell from that one remark that he thinks it's all funny.
"Forget it."
I get out of his car quickly, walking into the complex with Billy hot on my trail. From the first floor I could hear the loud speaker system blasting from his apartment. When he unlocks the door and opens it a plume of smoke engulfs my senses and I fan it away from my face.
I feel Billy's arm wrap around my waist once we're inside the crowded apartment. Nearly being knocked over if it wasn't for him standing behind me.
I yank myself away from his embrace and stalk toward his bedroom. I had to push through I'm not sure how many girls that most likely found out where Billy's room was and decided to wait outside it like the hungry groupies they were. But who am I to even judge them, I'm Billy's number one groupie at this point in time. Or I was…
Billy walks in his room behind me and slams the door shut before locking it.
"So you have a party and don't invite me either?" I ask standing in the middle of his room.
Slowly he closes his eyes and sighs.
"You're doin' too much right now Reese."
He leans back against the wall near his closet and rubs his hands over his scalp.
"Too much? Too much would be to ignore you for weeks and act as if you don't exist then show up at your apartment screaming and threatening your friends."
"So what? What you want me to do, huh, 'cause I ain't apologizin'. Ya friend shouldn'ta been there in the first place."
"You!" I start to yell but stop and take a very deep breath, "Okay Billy."
He stands up straight and cocks his head back a bit.
"Okay Billy?" he asks walking toward me. When we're face to face, my eyes focused on his chest and his breath blowing on my forehead he wraps his hands around my hips.
I turn my head away and sigh.
"That's it? I gotta be honest baby I don't know if I should be happy as shit or worried."
"Why would you be worried? You're not worried about me any other time."
"Is that what you think?" he places a kiss on my neck and I push him away.
He moves back and grasps my hips harshly, yanking me against him. I try to push him away again but he grasps my arms tightly and holds me there.
"Stop." He grouses glaring me dead in the eyes.
"No, get off me," I hiss fighting his grip until he let me go and pushed me back against his bed. I grab one of his pillows and toss it roughly at him before tumbling off the bed unceremoniously until I'm on my feet again. I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him.
"I want to go home. I shouldn't have come here."
"No. Ya wanted to see me so fuckin' bad."
"Well I changed my mind." I reply looking away from him as his response about my body plays in my mind. I know he only said it to piss me off and get under my skin about Collin, but it doesn't hurt any less.
"Too bad." He retorts earnestly as he shoves off his leather jacket, tossing it on the floor in a random corner of the room. I start to walk to the door, not really surprised when he grabbed my arm and snatched me back. I open my mouth to curse him out but am interrupted by his mouth smashing onto mine.
"Get-" I try to maneuver myself away from him, twisting my arms from his grip, only to have him hold them tighter.
I scream against his lips, pushing against his massive chest as he uses his weight to trap me against the door.
"Billy!" I whine resorting to turn my head from his.
He kisses my cheek a few times as I make it impossible for him to reach my lips.
"Get the fuck off me Billy, I'm not playin-fuck!"
His lips make work of kissing and sucking my neck. The spot that he knows is pretty much lethal is attacked. I tremble a little from the sensation, unable to fight as my legs turn to jelly.
My groans and screams of anger quickly turn to moans of pleasure when he uses my moment of weakness to slide his slimy hands between my legs. Since I was only in my pajamas he has perfect access and only had to rub up against my lips and clit one time before I was writhing and gripping his shirt. I try to fight the sounds of pleasure that tear from my throat but can't.
Aggravated at my lack of self-control I try to fight him again, reaching down to yank his hand away from me. Grunting he full on bites my neck and grabs both my hands, holding them beside my head against the door.
"Stop." He says softly, looking me in the eyes as he moves even closer, impossibly close. His middle is pressed against mine and he makes me look him in the eye with the little space between us.
I inhale deeply, my voice shaky as I try to decipher for myself whether I wanted this or not.
"Ya still want to go?" he asks grinding his hips into me. My eyes roll behind my head and I bite my bottom lip hard.
Moving his mouth to my ear he nibbles on the top of it and grouses, "Answer me."
"Mmnh," I whimper in defeat, "No."
I don't look at him, not wanting to see the arrogant look on his face from my submission. He shoves his hands beneath my thin sweats and yanks them down, realizing I'm not wearing underwear for the first time.
"Look at me," His suddenly very sharp voice snaps. I open my eyes and look at him, my eyes hooded and body slumped. His face is burdened with anger and I almost close my eyes again so I don't have to see.
"Where's ya fuckin' unda'wear?"
"I-I don't sleep with them-ah!"
I scream in mostly shock when I feel his fingers collectively slap my lips.
He grunts, his eyes boring into mine. I whine in pain and pleasure when he does it again. My voice shuddering as I try to speak.
He slides his fingers inside, gliding them along my already wet slit.
"Ya fuckin' sleep in a bed with some other fuckin' guy with no panties on?" he asks roughly. I bite my lip and hold back a moan. "Don't do that shit again, ya hear me?"
"Unh huh," I nod.
"Don't fuckin' lie t'me."
"I'm won't, Billy".
"Who ya all wet for then huh?" he asks, his tone softening a little but still remaining authoritative.
My jaw drops and I let out quivering breaths, "You Billy, please."
"Please what?" I look him dead in the eyes and reply.
"Fuck me."
He smirks devilishly, still toying between my legs, making me crazy. Using his free hand he reaches up and wraps his fist around my hair until he's got a tight grip and yanks on it to tilt my head back. I hiss and close my eyes, trying to ignore my sore scalp. Smirking he does it again, pulling on it even as my head is all the way back.
"Down." He nods to the floor.
Slowly I lower myself to the floor. Not waiting for more instruction but immediately undoing his pants, letting them fall down. Tracing the length of him with my tongue I make him just as wet as me, jerking him as well until he's rock hard. When I continue to lick and massage him Billy catches my gaze and says.
"Stop playing with it."
His words shoot straight to my middle and I open my mouth. I'm about to slide my lips over his length when he forces it in on his own. I gasp and choke a little, pulling back to take a breath.
I glare up at him, wanting to wipe the smug smile off his face.
"I'm sorry, ga'head baby"
Only he doesn't sound sorry, he sounds more amused than anything as the smile on his face hasn't faltered at all.
Closing my eyes I take him again as far as I can without gagging. My mouth is stretched almost all the way and I have to use my hand to satisfy the last few inches. Jerking him in rhythm with each bob of my head.
When I'm enjoying more than I'm wanting to smack him, my enthusiasm builds and I start to suck harder, twisting my hand as I jerk him harder as well.
He starts moaning my name under his breath, exciting me to no end. So I take my time and build the courage to take him all. Sucking his shaft all the way until his head is tickling the back of my throat. I suppress a gag and use my free hand to massage his balls.
"Ah shhit Reese!" Billy moans panting. His hand immediately grips the back of my head, moving it in circles around his dick, which is still lodged down my throat.
"Fffuck!"
I put my hands on his thighs when he doesn't let go right away, pushing back to make him stop. He gets the idea after a moment and let's my head go. I move my head back until just the tip is resting on my tongue. Swallowing a bit of spit I take a breath and go back to sucking. Making him moan like I wanted.
"Take it deep again baby, hold it." He rushes out grasping the back of my head and pushing me down on him impatiently.
When he's sheathed all the way in my mouth I try to pull away. Unable to keep him there for so long. But he doesn't let me, whispering in the most soothing voice.
"Don't move, don't move. Just let me..." He trails off before he starts to literally fuck my mouth. My hands fly to his thighs and I smack them as I try to move my head back.
I moan and groan around his phallus and try to wiggle my head away.
"Take my dick Reese, all the way sweetheart I'm about t'fuckin' come."
I fight my gag reflex and fail tremendously. I wind up coughing and gagging with him still inside. I pinch his thigh this time but he keeps going, fucking my throat until he shudders and his entire body stiffens.
"Fuck! Oh fuck!"
I finally manage to pull away, just as he starts to come. I cough and wipe the spit dribbling from my mouth and down my chin. And in the same moment he starts to explode. His dick spurts stream after stream of come, all over my chin and lips.
Instinctively I clean my mouth with my tongue, licking and swallowing until my face was clean. Billy stands there watching with a very pleased grin on his face as he huffed out strangled breaths.
"I missed you."
The smile I was starting to feel grow is cut short by his comment. The redemption from the whole fucked up situation I was starting to feel a moment ago is gone now. My mood is just as blown as his dick which makes me feel even worse.
"Unbelievable."
In 3 seconds he manages to ruin everything. Forgiveness wasn't exactly the feeling I harbored for him to begin with but I was getting there. That's all fucked now.
"Jesus Billy."
"Jesus Billy? What the fuck did I do now?" he asks turning to face me.
I pace the room a little, knowing yet again he wouldn't let me out right away.
"You know exactly how to make a girl feel special. It figures the only time you'd even mention missing me is when I'm fucking on my knees...typical."
"Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" He sighs sounding as fed up as I am.
"No!" I exclaim, "You're such a dick!"
Pulling up his pants he buttons them and looks none too pleased about it.
I shake my head as he starts to walk over to me. A determined look in his eyes.
"Don't Billy." I warn.
"It ain't fuckin' typical, stop assuming you know every fuckin thought I got."
"Oh so what you missed spending time with me? Because it seems like you only care when there's someone else or some sex involved."
He narrows his eyes at me but remains silent for a while. I glare at him, waiting impatiently for his next move. Just as I'm about to walk around him and leave he says.
"I ain't good at this shit Reese, you know that."
"Yea I know that, but there's nothing we can do if you truly do not have feelings for me."
"How many times I gotta tell you I'm serious about you an' me?"
"Until I believe it." I retort.
He inhales deeply and sighs. He shakes his head and I feel the dread that is my expecting rejection. I fully expect him to tell me to fuck off. And I guess that's part if the issue. I don't trust him not to.
He steps closer and I know he's about to kiss me, but I step back.
"No. You tell me." Putting my fist against his chest I give him my sternest look.
He drops his head and grunts. Rubbing his hand across his head he looks away from me.
"I-I don't fuckin' know what ya want me to say."
"I want you to tell me how you feel about me." I focus on him, watching him closely as he fidgets and fights himself.
"I like ya a'right...maybe more than like, maybe. And that's when ya ain't pissin' me off, runnin' ya mouth and assumin' the worst."
I want to smile but I fight it, "and?"
He cuts his eyes at me before he takes a step back and shoves his hand in his pockets.
"And...you..."
I wait more patiently than before, hanging on every word as he develops his thoughts.
"Ya fuckin'...make me laugh…n'I forget about all the other bullshit. I just wanted to fuck you at first, you know that. But even then I...when you left I wanted you t'stay. I want ya around."
"You do?" I ask my voice getting caught in my throat.
He looks up at me and nods meekly. The embarrassment he's feeling is palpable, practically dripping off him. And it only makes me want to kiss him and hug him. And this is how Billy pulls me in.
"And all that stuff about my body?"
"I didn't mean that...fuck...you know I think ya beautiful you don't need me t'tell you th-"
He jumps in shock when I throw myself at him. Unable to keep myself from it any longer I kiss his lips, and wrap my arms around his neck. He holds me back hesitantly but eventually is clinging me to him as he kisses me back.
When we need to breathe he leans back and watches me carefully holding my cheek. Both of my cheeks are hurting from smiling but I can't help it. And as he stares at me, that adoring look that only Billy could give; I feel that feeling again. That one I felt the night he left me here. The one that makes me forget about everyone and everything else. The one that makes me want to pour my heart out to this man and hold him in my arms all night…all the time.
"Billy I-"
"Stay here for a while."
He says stroking the backs of his fingers against my face.
"A while?" I ask, "How long is that?"
He shrugs and I smile.
"Fine. I don't have clothes though."
With that mischievous smirk he replies, "You don't need any."
Smirking I look down as I play with the collar of his t-shirt.
"Oh? Why's that?"
He starts to walk us back toward the bed, still smirking as he says.
"You know why."
We fall back on the bed and Billy plants kisses down my neck as his hands roam to the waist of my pants. Just as he starts to slide them down there's a hard, obnoxious knock on the door. Billy stands up quickly leaving me panting. Unlocking the door he throws it open looking pissed.
"The fuck you think ya doin'?"
"Someone told me you were here." It was a woman's voice.
"You busy?" She asks trying to peer in the room.
Rolling my eyes I peel off my shirt and throw it on the floor, then slide out of my pants, kick them off and wait impatiently. If she didn't leave in another 15 seconds I'd make sure she did myself.
"Yea."
Alicia fucking Bennitt! She's a fucking dirt bag, literally sleeps with everyone and judges other women for doing exactly the same thing. I can't stand her. We've hated each other since middle school when she kissed my first real boyfriend just because he didn't like her.
"Who ya doin? Andrea? Heard she was hangin' around the bar the other night."
Another one of the neighborhood hoes, except I heard Andrea does it for money now. She was and possibly still is the prettiest girl in Boston. Her curly black hair and thick features made most men here weak at the knees. If she wasn't such a mean bitch like Alicia who knows where she'd be.
"Good f'her."
With that he slams the door shut on her shocked face.
"You have a lot of fans huh?"
"No." He replies gruffly as he yanks off his shirt as he gets on the bed.
"Yea right, you have girls-"I gasp when he grabs my ankle, dragging me so I'm right beneath him, "Girls don't know how to act when it comes to you."
He leans down his brawny right arm, encasing me with his body. A smirk falls on his face and he raises one sarcastic brow at my statement.
"Oh don't even!" I exclaim pinching his side.
"Shits true as rain baby, you lose ya fuckin' mind when I'm around."
I roll my eyes, it isn't completely untrue. He makes me lose my mind alright.
I snort, "Shits true as rain baby," mimicking him.
He smiles wider and both brows shoot up in surprise.
"Shut the fuck up."
His smile makes me feel amazing, especially knowing that I put it there. Wrapping my arms around his neck I kiss that smile. He lays his body against mine slowly, keeping his weight off me as his lips softly suck and prod mine.
Sliding my hands up his side I stroke his warm skin up to his shoulders then back down to the belt of his pants. When I tug on it he seizes kissing me for a moment, moving back an inch or two to put his hand on my stomach just beneath my shirt.
"You still want it?"
His hand slides up slowly to cover my breast. I kiss him sloppily once and nod.
"Yea, I want you."
He stops moving and stares at me. I bite my lip and am about to ask what was wrong but he kisses me before I can.
"Say it again," he says against my lips.
Cupping his cheeks I kiss him back momentarily, closing my eyes as I say, "I want you, Billy."
He kisses down my face, tenderly pecking my cheek then my neck.
"Again." He muffles.
I moan when he starts to suck on my neck.
"I want you."
Grasping my hands he lifts them above my head and presses them against the mattress, still trailing kisses down my body.
When I feel he's going down, which I've noticed he obviously very much enjoys I grab his arm and urge him back toward me.
"I want to feel you."
He looks up at me and. raises his brow.
"You don't want me to?" he asks.
"Yea but I want you more right now, don't make me wait." I damn near beg.
He doesn't hesitate this time, he sits up on his knees and immediately starts unbuckling his belt, then makes quick work of getting out of his pants and boxers. I spread my bent legs and watch as his eyes trail up and down my body. I do the same, smirking when I see how hard he is for me.
Crawling closer he lowers himself between my legs again and kisses me softly.
"You wet for me still?" he asks reaching down to grab himself, rubbing the head of his dick against my lips and clit.
"Uhm-hum," I nod.
He moves down and prods my opening repeatedly, teasing me. Every time I think he's going to put it in he doesn't.
"Jesus, Billy quit i-ah!"
My nails dig into his back when he abruptly slides into me. Slowly, but forcefully he gives me every inch until he bottoms. I try to keep my eyes open, especially when he starts to slowly thrust in and out, but my eyes roll behind my head the moment he does.
His movements are strong and deliberate. For a minute I forgot all about his dozens of flunkies just outside the door as I moan his name and exhale loudly in pleasure.
It isn't until he forcefully jabs at that one spot, making me gasp and scream loud enough to fill the entire room. I grip his lower back tightly, holding him against me. Billy slows a bit and kisses my lips.
"You okay?" He asks breathlessly.
"Uh-uh huh, don't stop." I whimper, "Fuck like tha-ah!"
He leverages my legs back a little bit further and rolls his hips into me in big circles.
I feel fucking euphoric, every sensation he's drawing out of me is amazing, yet fleeting up until the point that he does it again. And I never want the feeling to end.
With his head beside mine he whispers for me to say his name.
"Bill-ll-y! Fuck!" I throw my hands to the bed and grip the sheets tight when he grinds himself inside of me moving up and down now.
"H-h-oh my fucking guh-I'm gonna fuckin...nnhmm."
He growls through clenched teeth, slowing down a bit, making his strokes long and deep. Taking his time as he explores every inch of me.
His blue eyes are piercing my half lidded ones for a moment and I try my hardest not to come apart at that moment. God he's beautiful. Most wouldn't use those words to describe my Billy, but he is. Truly. Everything, from the scars that littered his body to the swirls of black ink. That intense look he has when we're like this makes me feel like for once something in my life is right. And I remember why I love him.
I gasp loudly, a sharp inhale that could have been mistaken for pain. My eyes roll to the back of my head and I slap down hard on Billy's back, digging my nails in his skin as my teeth sink deep into his shoulder. He stops almost immediately, leaning back to look at me he puts his hand on one of my flustered cheeks.
"I hurt ya?" he asks, then kisses me softly on the lips then my nose.
"I-I'm fine." I pant staring into his eyes again.
He smiles at me and licks over his lips as his hand moves back over my forehead.
"Want me t'go slow?" he asks.
And I'm not sure if it's because of the sex, actually it makes sense that this would be the reason, but I felt extremely emotional. I wanted to hug him close and kiss him and tell him I love him. But the more logical part of my brain knew that would be a mistake. A colossal, huge, very bad mistake.
I can just see his face now, confused, pissed off, and most of all scared. Fuck, I'm terrified and I haven't even said it out loud.
Moving my hands to his neck I rub it and nod.
"Roll over." I say nodding to our side.
His smile widens in excitement and he grips my hips tightly before rolling onto his back with me still wrapped around him.
Hovering about him I plant a quick kiss to his lips then sit up, placing my hands on his chest. Keeping eye contact I start to move my hips back and forth very slowly. Building up speed as the sensation grew more and more pleasurable. I'd roll my hips around in whatever odd pattern that made me feel absolutely amazing. Billy of course enjoyed this too, as it's not all the time I get to see his face morphed in ecstasy.
With his hands glued to my breasts or hips he groaned and moaned and wasn't able to bury his face in the crook of my neck when he really liked something I did. I got to see every time his eyes rolled behind his head and all the O faces he made.
"Shhit Reese, c'mere." He grunts.
I lean down above him, our chests pressed up against one another's. He grabs my ass and holds me still as his hips drive up into me slowly, at the end of each movement he'd thrust extra hard.
"Fuck Billy...shit." I whisper staring him in the eyes, biting my bottom lip and trying my hardest to not be so loud.
"Ya so fuckin' beautiful." He kisses my chin and groans, using his leverage on my hips to make me bounce harder on him.
Keeping my mouth shut I moan from deep in my throat until I couldn't hold it anymore. I let out long drawn out exhalations, moving my hips back into his thrusts on my own.
"Fuck yea, ride my dick baby." I sit back up and roll my hips forward and back, my mouth hanging open and my eyes just as wide.
"Billy," I pant as I feel my body start to tremble from the inside out. And as that moment drew nearer, that moment where my mind was completely empty I try to get him to let me go. I'm going to say it, I know I will.
Grasping his hands I push them away and try to lift up off him. Grunting like an animal he sits up and grabs my arms, roughly throwing them behind my back. He holds me there and makes me keep moving.
"Ya runnin' from me?" He asks.
My eyes roll behind my head and I shake my head no.
"Good." He lets go of my arms and moves his hands back to my butt. I bury my face in his neck and cry out loudly when he starts to repeatedly yank me into his body. I hug him tightly, my arms and legs wrapped around his back, my nails digging into it.
"Billly, I'm-ah-oh fuck!" my whole body shakes and I carelessly, without thought, scream at the top of my lungs.
"Aaangh!"
I gasp deeply and let go.
Every nerve in my body that was tensed had released fiercely. It started at my legs, shaking and quivering uncontrollably. He doesn't move any less or more, but moves his hand between us to rub my clit. And very much out of my control I feel liquid leaking out of me. I gasp harshly, staring down between us as I start to come down, I'm in complete shock and horror. Billy's eyes are glued between us as well, watching his now glistening dick piston in and out of me.
"Yes, fuck! Come on my dick!"
As if a burst of energy hit him he holds me against him puts me on my back. Hovering above me he loses all abandon and pounds into me so hard the squirting doesn't stop. He keeps stimulating that spot and I can't control the loud screams coming from my mouth.
Billy's eyes are transfixed between my legs. He likes it, from the look on his face I'd go as far as to say he loves it. He bites his lip hard and gives me one more rough push before he slides out.
I gasp and ask, "What are you doi-"
I get my answer when he lowers his head between my legs.
"No Billy-fuck stop!"
He licks me literally allover, attaching his mouth to my lips and sucking hard as his tongue continues to flick against my clit and labia.
"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!"
My legs tremble again and I hold the back if his head against me. He moves his head around licking me in circles before he sucks one last time, stretching my skin before letting to in a quick snap.
I quiver and groan when he does it again, as if to make sure he got every drop.
"You taste so fuckin' amazin', wanna taste it?" He asks tapping the head of his dick against my lips, still very hard.
Before I can say anything he kisses me hard, our teeth scraping as his tongue slides against mine. I kiss him back, letting the taste fill my mouth. In the same breath Billy slides inside me roughly.
I gasp and shake a little.
"Fuck Billy." I pant moving my lips from his.
He moans deeply, his face pressed against the side of mine.
"This is all for me ain't it baby?" He asks.
I kiss his lips softly and nod.
Sitting up on his knees so he's hovering above me he grasps my thighs and begins to drive into me as roughly as he did before. Only now I was so sensitive I was on the verge of coming again when he moved at an almost inhuman pace.
"Come again for me." He pants.
"Billy I ca-I can't," I pant.
He doesn't say anything but makes sure his thrusts are deep enough to touch that spot again.
"Billy!" I moan, "Fuck you, oh shit!
Letting go of one of my thighs he presses his thumb against my clit and rubs it while still fucking me hard. It only takes a matter of minutes before I feel it again.
Tossing my head back I close my eyes as my whole body stiffens and contracts.
"Right there, right there Billy!"
"Mmhm!" He grunts not faltering for a second.
And I let go. It's not as big as before more than just enough considering it was like the 2nd time tonight. I don't realize until I feel the wet sheets beneath my thigh that I've squirted again.
Laying back against me Billy pounds into me until he finds his own release. I'm moaning still as the last effects of my orgasm wear off, panting and gasping for breath. Billy lays almost flat on top of me as he jerks and quivers while he empties himself in the condom.
I hold him to me as we breathe heavy, trying to catch our breath. I can feel his heart start to slow down when I say the words. As I rub the scratch marks I left on his back and he planting small kisses all over my collarbone, I inhale deeply and let it out.
"Billy, I'm in love with you"
He stops breathing, stops moving and in half a second I feel his heart hammering against my chest. He stays still for a little while, it isn't until I call his name that he responds.
"Billy." I whisper.
He sits up so he can look down at me. His eyes are intense and boring into mine.
"Why you say that?"
I open my mouth and close it again looking away from him, "because I am."
"Yea but why?"
"I-I just...do, you want a list of reasons?"
He nods, his eyes searching mine.
I think for a minute and sigh, "Because you actually care about me, and not just me but your friends. And you do it because it's right and because you want to, not to be able to say you did it. And you're so thoughtful and sweet when no one's looking. I love your face when I walk in a room, and the second I see you I lose my breath. Even when you piss me off I try to imagine not being with you and the thought fucking terrifies me now. I need you. And not because you take care of me or because you're nice to me, I just...I don't feel right when you're not around and I really miss you when you leave. That's why I was so pissed about not seeing you earlier."
His heart is still beating fast as he stares down at me.
"I love you, and I need you."
I cup his cheek and inhale deeply, "And it's okay if...if you don't love me back, I understand it may be different for you-"
He cuts me off with a soft kiss. When he pulls away he's got a big grin in his face.
"Say it again."
"I love you, Billy."
He kisses me again, "Again."
"I love you." I start to smile myself, watching how his eyes lit up when I first said it.
After another kiss he sighs and wraps his arms around me.
"I can't say it yet, okay?"
"But you do?" I ask excitedly.
He gives me a deadly serious stare then nods just once.
"For real?" I ask.
"Yea."
I giggle like a dummy and wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him close before I press kisses all over his face. He lets me roll him over so I'm on top of him and kiss him like I do when he makes me immensely happy.
He groans like he doesn't like it, but I know he loves it. When I'm satisfied I look down at him, my arms on either side of his head.
"You know you're absolutely never getting rid of me now."
He holds my hips, rubbing up and down them.
"Good, 'cause I ain't lettin' ya go nowhere no matter how pissed ya get at me."
I smile and brush my thumb against his eyebrow.
He smiles back at me and shakes his head, "Get up, I gotta kick those fuckers out."
I sit up and gently let his flaccid dick slide out.
"Can I help?" I ask excitedly.
He shakes his head no, "You don't got no fuckin' clothes."
Rolling my eyes I get off the bed and go to his dresser where I knew his t-shirts and boxers were. He watches with his arms behind his head as I slide on his clothes.
"You just want all them girls to see ya in my boxers."
I look back at him with a smirk on my face, not replying.
"No. I don't need t'punch some bitch in her face t'night." He retorts sternly as he sits up as well.
"Oh come oon, I'll just go get something to drink while you kick them out. And when everyone's gone I'll help clean up."
He rolls his eyes at me and gives a skeptical shake of his head as he slides on his jeans, letting them hang low on his hips.
"Trouble maker." He mumbles.
I try to make the best of my messy, sex hair. Taming it as best as I could and just throwing it up in a messy bun. Billy reaches behind him and grasps my hand when he opens the bedroom door. I squeeze his hand, feeling my heart clench at the fact that he even grabbed mine.
The moment we were on the other side of the door all eyes were on us. Hard eyes. All the women who were sitting outside the door, women I grew up knowing and some I didn't, but who obviously knew Billy, gawked at me. It was funny I guess. Some of the males in attendance looked at me as well. If they didn't smell the sex on us it was more than obvious just by looking at us what we'd been doing for the last hour or so.
Billy pushed through people, rudely telling them to get out as he did. And there was no hesitation, once Billy said it, they all began to move out. He made his way eventually toward the stereo system that was playing the extremely loud rap song and turned it off, still gripping my hand. Everyone looked directly at us, including Alicia Bennett and her friends. She was actually glaring at me, her mouth dropped when she first saw us walk over together. Then her eyes went to our hands and she looked even more shocked and pissed off.
"Party's over, get the fuck out." Billy says loud enough for everyone to hear.
No one groans or moans they just gradually herd out the door. I stare on in awe, still holding Billy's hand as they left. When majority of the people left I start to make my way to the kitchen for some water.
When I try to walk away Billy grasps my hand and holds me back.
"I'm just getting water." I whisper close to his ear.
He nods and lets me go, watching closely and seeing to it that everyone left.
It wasn't until I actually got in the kitchen that I saw Bodie. I gasp when I see him. By no means at all are we friends, Billy would despise me having anything more than a cordial relationship with any of his friends. Not that he doesn't trust them around me, but more so that he doesn't think they'd be a good influence on me.
But for whatever reason when I saw him I hugged him.
"You're okay?" I ask patting his shoulder.
He nods, "Yea, I'm good," he eyes me up and down raising a brow, "Billy know you out here?" he asks sounding a bit worried.
Nodding I reach behind him to grab a bottle of water that was on the table.
"Just getting some water," I reply with a shrug.
Before I can say anything else Billy comes in, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me into his chest. Bodie's eyes go wide as he watches us.
"You too man." Billy says nodding his head to the door.
I swat Billy's arm, "Don't be rude."
"Nah, it's ok Reese," he chuckles half-heartedly, "Yo Billy we need to talk tomorrow." He says as he takes one more sip of the beer in his hand and makes his way out.
Billy nods and the moment we're alone in the small kitchen he moves his hand up to grope my breast.
"Stop" I laugh squirming away only to have him grab me closer.
"I'm gon'a make Joe clean up, I want ya back in my bed."
"Again" I just about moan as his hands continue to travel all over my body.
"Yea, ya think I forgot about what ya did in there?" he asks cupping me between the legs and rubbing.
I bite my lip and close my eyes, leaning into his touch.
"No-"
"No, not for a second…shit was beautiful, watchin' my girl's pussy drippin' fa'me."
"Your girl." I state leaning back into his chest.
He nods triumphantly and places a kiss on my neck, "Mine."