My mother didn't look at me at all this morning. She knocked on my door to wake me up but didn't come in and say good morning like she usually would. My breakfast was waiting on the kitchen counter for me as she sat in her bedroom waiting for us to go.
The entire ride to the clinic in the cab my possible baby's daddy paid for, was silent. She is highly upset. Probably more than sure I'm pregnant and ruining my life. But I prefer her silence to her talking shit or making stupid comments. Not that I'd put that past her at all.
She didn't speak to me again until the doctor came back to tell me that Billy's seed hadn't in fact invaded my uterus. Her eyes lit up and she grasped my hand in hers, squeezing like she found out we'd won a million bucks.
"She wants an IUD," are the first words out of her mouth.
The doctor looks at me with a raised brow, smirking at my mother's response. I nod immediately then glance at my mother who never seemed happier.
"Yes, yes for sure."
The doctor discusses the precautions with me and once I agree we set a date for me to have it "installed". She tells me I need to stop taking my birth control for 7 days before I can have the procedure. My mother looks at me immediately and snaps.
"Give her condoms, a lot."
The embarrassment I felt leaving the clinic with a bag full of condoms and dental dams with my mother beside me is unmeasurable. She seems to be too happy to care.
I call Billy when I'm alone. My mother still had work so we split up after riding the bus together for a few stops. When I get home I call him immediately. Laying across my bed with a big grin on my face.
He answers on the second ring.
"What they say?" he asks without hesitation.
"Negative," I sigh.
"Just what I needed t'hear baby. That's good news!" he bellows, sounding happier than I've ever heard him. It takes me back a little.
"I know," I sigh, remembering that this was meant to be a relief for me. It is.
"Ya mom must me jumpin fa fuckin' joy uh?"
"Yea she was so happy, she made the doc give me a bag full of condoms."
"Condoms? Ain't you on the birth control now?"
"No, I mean I will be. I'm getting one of those iud's."
"Is that shit safe?"
"I-you know what that is?" I ask.
"Ya not the first girl I been fuckin' on a regular basis-"
"I didn't ask for all that information Billy."
He laughs and replies, "a'right, so what we gotta use rubbers fa how long?"
"Like a week but at the rate you're going rubbers are the least of your problems."
He snorts a laugh and replies, "Oh so ya tellin' me ya don't want me t'fuck ya until ya can't speak?"
His voice is now considerably lower. I know it's because he's probably with his band of hooligans.
"I mean, that sounds nice but you'd have to earn that privilege." I can't fight the smile on my face as I rifle through the mail on the end table in our living room.
"Oh yea? What I gotta kiss it before ya let me-"
A voice shouts his name in the background. I wait for him to yell back at them. This is normal.
"Ah babe, I gotta go. I'll pick ya up in a hour. You home right?"
"Yea. What's happening in an hour?"
"I'm gonna take ya shoppin' we goin' out t'night."
"Out where? Not the bar, please don't say-"
"Nah, a club. Client'a mine is openin' a club downtown. Got a table special fa'me and anybody else I want."
"Ooh that sounds like fun Billy."
"Yea so be ready ina hour. Gotta go."
"I love you." I reply before I can even stop myself.
"Me too, me too," he's trying to rush me off the phone.
"Say it asshole."
He grunts and snaps back, "Ya real fuckin' annoyin'. I love you," he whispers, making his voice all gravelly and deep. "bye."
The line goes dead.
Two hours later Billy is sneaking into my dressing room. Despite an attendant telling him it was not okay just minutes ago. I'm in my panties, about to slip on this one dress when the door opens. I cover myself instinctively and curse at the culprit.
"Billy!" I hiss as he locks the door back. "You're gonna get us kicked out of here." I mutter under my breath, though quite harshly.
"All the fuckin' money I'm gonna spend in here, they can bitch all they want. I'm watchin'. Fuckin' borin' out there."
I roll my eyes, knowing there would be no getting him out.
"Fine. Sit there and watch. No touching."
Billy does half of what I say of course. I wound up having to slap his hands away at least once for every dress. He'd see my ass and make a comment he just couldn't keep to himself.
"Billy stop touching I told you-"
"You got my shit all hard girl, c'mere for a second."
"No Billy stop." I slap his hand away and he sucks his teeth and accepts defeat although I suspect it's only for the time being. I turn to get a look at myself from the side in this black wrap dress. It dipped low in front but I wasn't at all feeling how the dress flared at the bottom.
"How you feel about this one?" I ask turning at another angle with my hands on my waist.
Billy scrunches his face up and shakes his head no.
"Too loose." He answers.
I smirk and grab the dress from the bottom to remove it. I toss it at Billy and he scoffs as I pluck another dress from the group I had waiting. It takes me a second to pull the next dress over my boobs because it's pretty tight.
When it's on I look at myself in the mirror and coo at my reflection.
"Oooo, this one is cute." I turn to get a look at the back of it.
"Can ya breathe?" Billy asks.
I nod, "Yea, I mean my boobs might pop out more than they should but…I don't know should I get a bigger size?"
I turn to face Billy fully and his eyes are glues to my chest at once. They slowly glaze down my body and he smiles at me. When he sees my smile he reaches out to tug on the bottom of the dress until I'm standing in front of him.
"Ya look fuckin hot babe." He thinks he's slick when he guides me to his lap. I can't complain because the feeling of him holding me is more than appreciated. He grazes his lips on my shoulder and at the same exact moment I feel something poking my butt.
"Billy is that-"I gasp when he pushes me down on it at the same time that he pushes up.
His raspy voice strums against my ear and I shiver from it.
"Feel that?" he asks nipping at the side of my neck. My eyes roll behind my head and my mouth hangs open a little.
"Billy," I whimper trying to release myself from his intoxicating spell. "Later Billy, c'mon before you get us banned for life." I look down at him with my brows creased. He meets my gaze with a small smirk on his lips.
"Indulge me for a minute Pieces, can you do that?" His stupid eyes are fucking hypnotizing. I catch them flicker down to my extremely pressed boobs.
I lick my lips and we don't break eye contact when I reply.
"Maybe."
His smirk broadens to a toothy grin, and he's irresistible to me at this point. Now I'm reduced to praying he doesn't talk me into anything too obscene.
"Good," he leans forward and kisses my lips in a way I can't quite put into words. Soft and assertive, illusive as all hell and I've never been kissed by anyone else like this. His tongue activates a strong urge to rut with him.
I put my hand on his neck and answer his kiss with that urgency. Billy laughs against my mouth and reaches up to draw my mouth open by tugging on my chin with his thumb. We never kiss like this in public. His car, maybe. But these languid and determined strokes against one another's tongues are usually saved for the bedroom. The realization makes me squirm.
Billy was keen to keep this up until I was bouncing on his fucking dick.
I gasp at the thought and pull away.
"I know what you're doing," I say tugging on his chin hair when he tried to kiss me again.
"Wha's that?" he asks kissing my jaw bone and digging his teeth into it.
"I'm not fucking you in this dressing room, I'm too loud for that and I'm also not that trashy."
He laughs and shrugs, "Ya never know how trashy ya can be till you try baby. As for ya mouth…"
I tilt my head to the side waiting for something crazy.
"That can be resolved."
"Billy we're not fucking right now stop it." I'm pleading with him more than telling him.
He kisses me neck and squeezes my thigh.
"I'll be quick baby, an' if ya get too loud I'll go slow for ya."
That sounded dirtier than it sounded appealing. The idea no doubt excited me but this is exactly how we got into this pregnancy scare in the first place.
"Look even if I wanted to do this, do you have a condom?" I ask knowing he didn't.
He grits his teeth and hisses, "Fuck."
"Let's just wait till we get home baby, then we can go as slow or as fast as we want to."
The anger dissipates and he just stares back at me with intense hunger. I smile at his reaction and kiss him quickly.
"You like this dress?"
He doesn't speak back but nods his head in response.
As if someone timed it a knock came to the door.
"You can't be in there with your friend miss, if you're ready to pay we can do that now."
I go to stand up but Billy yanks me back by my waist. He kisses me once and says, "Meet me outside."
I withstand the accusatory gaze of the shop attendant as I paid for my dress with cash and meet Billy outside as quickly as I could. He's parked right out front, arm hanging out the front window, cigarette between his lips.
In the passenger seat of his car I click the seatbelt and say, "Drive fast Billy."
Two hours and a few used condoms later I'm lying in his bed, watching as he hovered next to it, shaving cream all over his head and a razor in his hand. I smile and admire his naked physique.
"Baby get dressed," he urges making one long stroke from the front to the middle of his head before retreating back to the bathroom.
I roll out of bed moments later and grab the outfit I found for tonight.
A red satin cami dress with a bra built into it. It was short and appeared even shorter due to my long legs.
Billy returns from the bathroom drying his freshly shorn head.
"Damn," he comes up behind me and draws my backside against his bare pelvis.
"Billy we'll never leave if you don't get dressed."
"You gon' help me out before we go?"
"And by help you mean blow you again right?"
He kisses my exposed collar bone and squeezes my waist.
"You want me to be hard all night? I'm an easy target for thirsty bitches you know."
"You won't be the only one, not with this dress."
I slide past him and go to the bathroom to apply my makeup.
"Oh so you just gon' say some crazy shit and walk away."
"Yes two can play that game Billy!" I retort.
When I return after applying bright red lipstick, eyeliner and mascara I find Billy sitting on his bed fully clothed staring at his phone.
"Who are you texting?" I ask seeing as how he's rarely on his phone.
He glances up and then back down and then up again. He furrows his brows and his eyes zero in on my lips.
"Fuck Reese, you trynna get somebody killed." He stressfully wipes his hand over his eyes and head.
"What?" I ask looking down at myself.
He sighs and looks at me again up and down his eyes went.
"C'mere," he says ticking his index finger at me.
I stand in front of him and he pulls me close enough to bury his face in my abdomen while he caressed and squeezed my backside and hips.
"Ya look fuckin beautiful baby, want ya all t'myself."
"You'll have me all to yourself later on." I lay my arms on his shoulders and he slides his hands up and down my back. He's trying to seduce me.
"See, lata'aint no good Pieces."
"You're fuckin' insatiable."
A grin breaks on that handsome face of his and it excites me.
"When you gon' tell ya mom 'bout movin' in with me?" He pulls me so I'm seated sideways in his lap.
"I don't know, I'm honestly so scared."
"Don't be. Ya gotta move out some time."
"True, but she's gonna…she's gonna overreact."
"She'll get ova'it," he sounds more reassured of this than I was.
"You ain't changed ya mind have ya?" he asks giving me a serious glare.
"No of course not, I can't wait to move in with you. I'm just scared of hurting her."
"Ya gotta live ya life baby, can't live for ya mom all the time."
I took Billy's advice to heart. As I do everything else he's ever said to me.
Later that evening Billy, me and our friends are in the VIP section of this club. It's on the second floor of the renovated opera house with red couches clustered against the walls.
"Last one," Billy points to it as I walk toward him to sit on his lap. Tia and I had just come back from the bar having spent his money to get two more rum and cokes. We vowed to hit the dance floor once more after this one.
I roll my eyes at him and tell him to mind his business.
He's rolling a blunt with one hand when he catches what I've said and gives a simple nod.
I wrap my arm around the back of his neck as I settle comfortably in his lap. Pressing my lips to his temple followed by his ear. He pretends not to feel it when I dart my tongue against the back of his lobe. He looked so fucking hot. I couldn't help myself.
When it was time Billy could sharpen up. His facial hair was looking extra tidy and his head was freshly cut. I could smell the aftershave and it made me wet.
He wore a white tank top that fit tight against his muscles. His dark blue jeans sagged and fit him just close enough in certain areas. Nestled against his chest is the silver chain he usually wears. His tattoos complemented his simple look more than anything and I sat on his lap feeling like a queen on her throne as all the neighborhood slags gawked and stared jealously.
"Her uterus is free Billy let the girl live," Tia says, sitting beside us except Joe is on her lap. Such clowns.
"It ain't gonna be free for long," Billy remarks making the rest of his friends laugh.
"Stop being so vulgar." I whisper.
He smirks and laughs before lighting his blunt. I take a swig of my drink and Billy blows smoke at me.
"Give me that," he says about my drink.
"Noooo," I whine turning away from him.
"Here, I rolled this for ya, smoke that." He says holding out the blunt for me.
"Why don't you want me to drink?" I ask so no one else can here.
"Because, I wanna fuck later." He says plainly.
"And I wanna dance, I won't be drunk by the time we leave, I swear."
"That's four now."
"I'll need at least 3 more to be good n drunk, I'm barely tipsy. I won't get wasted I swear."
He just grunts in approval and pays more attention to the blunt he's lighting. When I wasn't in his lap for the remainder of the party I was either dancing with Tia or drinking more. I had way more than 3 more drinks. I lost track after the fourth. And Billy was none the wiser as he was off making business transactions all night.
After a shot of Vodka which I didn't even want I realize I was too drunk to drink anymore. This is around 2 am. I wouldn't get sick or anything I was way passed that but all I wanted was to be close to Billy. I make my way back to the booth alone after the drink, assuming he would be there. He's not.
"Looking for someone beautiful?" A man asks who'd been in the booth beside us.
"My boyfriend. Billy."
"Oh shit, you're Billy Darley's girl?" It was annoying how many people knew about me before I knew of them.
"My name is Reese not Billy Darley's girl."
"My bad, I didn't mean to offend you. You just hear things ya know?"
I glance at him and raise a brow.
"What does that mean?" I ask giving him my full attention now.
"Ya know things? He's popula'round here. Everyone was just surprised he lasted in real a relationship this long."
I roll my eyes, "have you seen him, person I don't know?"
The dude laughs, "Business I guess. He's around here somewhere."
I walk away from him before he can say anymore and head inside the house. I could have gone home right in that moment. I was swaying and I'm pretty sure Tia had left or was in one of these private bathrooms fucking Joe.
I was wandering through the crowd of dancing people when someone suddenly reached around me and grasped my left breast. I gasped and turned around to swing but was yanked against a firm chest.
"Who you lookin' for?" Billy whispers in my ear.
I elbow his abs and turn to face him.
"You, asshole, I was terrified."
"I always got eyes on you." I love to assume he means just his eyes. But we both know that isn't true.
"Sure then did you see that guy hit on me upstairs-"
"Yea, but I ain't got shit t'worry about with you do I?"
I roll my eyes at him.
"No shit."
He turns me again so my back is to him and my ass is against his pelvis. With his chin rested on my shoulder I turn to face him and ask, "You ready to leave?"
His wet, drunken kiss comes as consolation.
"Soon baby, why you tired?"
"No, you just left me and that shit was foul."
He snorts a laugh and buries his face in my neck to hide his smile from the world.
"I was workin' Pieces, don't be mad at me."
Billy had a tendency to relinquish his role as "alpha" when he's drunk, or in a really good mood. Which is usually when he's drunk.
"Want me to make it up to you?" he starts sucking and kissing on my shoulder and neck.
"When later?"
"Nah right now, I ca'take you somewhere."
"You wanna fuck me in this crowded ass club Billy?"
"Follow me." He grabs my breasts with both hands and I push his hands down.
My response comes out as a moan, "Don't do that."
"You comin'?" He looks me right in the eyes when he says this and stands to his full height. I don't hesitate as he guides me away from the dance floor.
He takes me up some steps on the opposite side of the club we were seated at. Billy holds my hand the entire way up the steps and on the way to this back room which turned out to overlook the entire club. Billy's reach extends to some pretty sick accommodations. It's the owner's office and security room, which is more like playing god with all the controls on this huge super computer. Billy locks the door and explains to me that the owner always owes him a favor. Billy claimed to have saved his life and therefore was allowed access anytime he wanted.
"So you bring all your girlfriends up here to fuck?" I ask as he guides me with his hand on my lower back.
"Only the ones I like." He retorts smartly.
Once we're alone he locks the door and pulls me from the monitor I watched the club, onto a black leather couch.
"Billy I'm not getting on that thing."
"Why you gotta be so picky, it's a couch baby relax."
"Because who knows who else has gotten laid on that thing." I smack his chest with the back of my hand reminding him of his grossness.
"Fine." He wraps his arm around my waist and hoists me up like a rag doll. My legs instinctively trap him against me and he laughs the second I gasp. My panties are ruined.
I watch the floor move as he carries me to the opposite side of the room. Closer to these big windows which overlooked the club.
"Billy," I call out sounding slightly panicked.
"The windows is tinted, nobody can see us."
"You locked the door?" I ask feeling myself lose care, especially with the way he's looking at me. Using his lips to guide me into a wet kiss. He doesn't answer me about the door but deposits me on this desk. He trails his lips from mine to my shoulder. Undoing his jeans between my legs. When I feel his teeth dig into my flesh I whimper like a novice. Shocked and intrigued.
I've been with one other person besides himself. He knew this. So he liked to test me with things every time we get intimate. Teasing me to the point of climax and stopping and switching to some other form of foreplay.
He pushes me back a little so I'm lying flat on the desk and bends down so he's crouched down between my legs. I let him drag my panties off before spreading my legs so their wide open on his friends desk.
I watch him with bated breath as he leans close and places one kiss to my lips. Then another right after which includes his flat wet tongue, in a long lick from bottom to top.
"Oh fffuck Billy,"
My head rolls back and I stare at the ceiling, clasping the back of his head while he made out with my pussy. His hands hold my thighs back without much effort and I try not to make too much noise when he starts dipping his tongue in and out of my hole.
He hums in response to all my moans and goes from fucking to licking the right side of my clit, flaying his tongue in circles, up and down before moving to the left side and doing the same. He kept me guessing until I was right on the edge of coming. I kept moving my hips back but having no room to keep going. Billy growls when I do and yanks me back, widening his jaw so he could lick more of me. He uses more force to keep me still, becoming more aggressive in his treatment toward me. Rubbing me with his chin and nose, digging his face all in it like he couldn't get enough of me.
"Billyyyy I'm gonna-huh!" he twists his head in circles, until I do.
I gush all over the desk and Billy's mouth. He stays down there for another minute or so licking up my wet thighs and all. I must have blacked out because when I opened my eyes Billy was standing in front of me asking if I was okay. Shaking and tapping my face repeatedly.
"Shit Reese ya fuckin' wasted, how much more ya had t'drink?"
"Fuck'in I'on't know." I can't control my body and I lean forward to rest my face in his chest.
"I'm takin' ya home a'right?"
I just nod and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Ya so good at sex Billy, I wan'go home n fuck."
He laughs deep in his chest and wraps my thighs with his big hands so he can lift me up. My legs clamp around his waist and I lay kisses allover his neck as we start to sway. Or at least I felt like I was fucking swaying.
"Are we gonna?" I ask kissing his jaw and waiting for a response with my eyes closed still.
"Ya can't even open ya eyes, you aint fuckin' nobody t'night baby."
"Ohhhh what, I'm not that drunk." I sit up and look him in the eyes now.
He laughs even harder as he closes the door to the office once it's behind us.
"Oh that shit got ya attention huh?"
"I'll be fiiiiine, I'm awake!"
Billy starts to let me down but I hold on tighter.
"C'mon if ya not so drunk you can walk to the cah."
"Would you carry me there?"
"You are such a brat." He huffs as we reach the steps leading to the main level of the club where the dance floor was.
Billy parted the sea of people with each footstep he would take as the only warning for whoever was ahead to move quickly away from us. I can't lie, my stupid ass floated through that club in awe.
I don't fight the urge to kiss the dead center of his neck.
He tsks and jolts me in his arms.
"You playin' with fire girl."
"Am I?" ask rubbing my lips against his expose collar bone.
The second we're outside the club his phone rings. He gently lets me down and I stand with my face nuzzled in his chest while he answers the call.
"Yea, we goin' home." he says with his hands bracing my lower back.
I swear sometimes he, Joe and Bodie are more in synch than anyone I've ever met. More in synch than my parents ever were as a couple and they were together for 25 years.
"Where's Tia?" I ask tugging on Billy's shirt until I got a response.
"She wants t'know where Tia is…" he says into the phone. I rest my head on his chest and wait for the vibration of his voice.
"She's whinin' about you, Joe says." I hear the smile in Billy's voice and it makes me smile
"She loves me Joe, get over it." I project my voice toward the receiver of the phone before deciding it was time for Billy to hang it up. He raises his brows as I click end and slide his phone in the back pocket of his jeans.
"You think you run shit don't you?" he asks looking at me with an amused glint in his eye.
"I do when it involves you my friend."
He raises a brow at me and grins widely.
"Not fa'long Pieces…" he trails off cryptically.
"Oh no? Gonna teach me who's the boss?" I ask smiling widely.
"Get ya drunk ass in the car" he laughs smacking my ass and leading me toward his car.
When we get back to his place, unfortunately there was no wild sex. I was far drunker than I realized and the second we reached his bed I was out for the count.
I remember waking up once. Billy was beside me, not yet sleep but bare chested as he sat on his phone.
"Why you up?" I ask resting my cheek on his warm stomach and wrapping my arms around him tight.
"Gotta go out soon, go back t'sleep." His fingers start scratching my scalp, twirling with my hair around until I was back in deep sleep.
I wake up again to an empty bed a few hours later with an unquenchable thirst. It took me a while to make it to the kitchen where I gulped down about a gallon of water, staring out the window watching as dawn peeked.
I'd have been nervous about Billy being gone if this wasn't a normal occurrence. More than likely he's bailing someone out of jail or dumping a load of cash onto Bones desk. Aspects of his job which he still hasn't mentioned to me, both things I've learned from Tia.
While I stand there day dreaming about all the things he could be getting into, only half worried, my phone begins to ring. The second I hear it, two rooms away my heart sinks.
I start to run toward it.
Billy, flashes repeatedly on the screen and I answer it hastily, snatching it from the charger on his nightstand.
"Billy?" I pant, freezing in place and waiting for his voice to tell me he was on his way home. In my mind I'm already imagining him on the side of some road bleeding out.
"Billy!" I yell when he doesn't answer.
I look at my phone to make sure he's still on the line. He is.
"Why the fuck aren't you saying anything-Billy?!"
I'm about to hang up and call Joe for help. I was nearing hysterical when I hear a voice. It's muffled so I put the phone on speaker to make it louder.
"What you got for me baby?" a woman asks.
"You know what I got, quit fuckin playin'." It's Billy.
I don't move. I didn't jump to conclusions either but I wasn't about to hang up. It's obvious he butt dialed me and I wish I could say I trusted him enough to hang up and let him go about his business. But I don't. Fuck privacy.
I decided to listen.
"Can I get a taste first?" the woman asks. I recognize her voice but can't place it right away as I'm still drunk. I almost question whether or not I've just made this all up in my mind and I'm having some kind of a fever, drunk dream. Like that shit exists.
Billy sighs. There's some shuffling and the sound of teeth being sucked.
"Damn," the girl behind the door squeals excitedly. "You never fucking disappoint baby."
"Mhm, how much you fuckin' want?" he huffs sounding bored. "I'm ready to leave."
"However much the usual will get me?"
"Nah I'm takin' cash only these days 'Licia."
'Licia, or Alicia Bennitt.
"You know that." He sighs.
Cash only these days as opposed to "the usual", also known as, a quick fuck or a bj in exchange for drugs. God she's gross.
"What's one bj between longtime friends? You get with that dorky girl and start neglectin' me all'a'sudden."
Billy laughs and she laughs with him. I can't believe what I'm hearing until he replies.
"What ya jealous?"
"I miss fucking you; is that hard to believe?"
"You betta get ya hands off me, Alicia."
I can't hear what she says after that. I press my ear closer to the receiver and listen as hard as I can. I can hear Alicia giggling as she spoke but nothing she says is clear.
"Alicia stop, I aint playin' wit'chu."
"Oh what don't tell me you two are committed to each other now?"
She laughs loud and I hear what sound like kisses. As Billy managed to continue to speak I assume she's kissing his neck or something.
Billy grunts and it sounds like he's struggling to make her stop. Not physically struggling, it's an internal struggle. To cheat or not to cheat.
"I told you," he punctuates his sentence with, from the sound of her yelp, a smack to her body, I'm assuming it's her ass, "stop touching me."
"But I miss you, daddy," she says kissing him again, I can tell from how her voice muffles against his skin.
I don't hear anything for a while and just assume the worst is happening.
"You miss who now?" Billy asks laughing. It was like a stab in the chest hearing his amusement.
"I miss my daddy, s'not fair she stole you right from under me."
I sit there on his bed listening for as long as the call lasted while they kissed each other and flirted until he told her it was time to pay up.
As if the mythical god himself had organized this meeting the phone call ended from Billy's pocket. Leaving me to wonder how she would be paying for his services.