summary: you reeallyy like billies new nails
warnings: smut, fingering, oral sex, dom!billie, sub!reader
“Can you pick them for me?” was what Billie asked before going to her nail appointment. You wanted to suggest a couple designs to her that you saved for a long time, but didn’t want to nag, so the invitation made you really excited. You tried not to go too far from her current style and showed her transparent, long nails.
“What about these?” You said, tilting your phone screen towards Billie. She looked over and leaned her head on your shoulder “Sure. I like it.”
You didn’t expect to like them as much as you did. The sharp edges did something to you and you couldn’t stop brushing her fingers gently when she came home, showing off a little.
“Someone’s excited.” Billie grinned, looking at you through her lashes.
“They look so good, baby. I should pick your nails more often.” You said, smiling back at her while guiding her hand to settle on your bare waist.
“Maybe you should.” You watched as her other hand dragged up your body, subtly scratching your sternum. Billie dug her nails into your sides slightly, testing your reaction.
You couldn’t hold back the breathy moan that came out. Embarrassed, you buried your head in her shoulder as she took a step closer, leaning into you.
Billie kissed your collarbone and even though you barely even felt her lips on you, you knew she was smiling. “That feels good, huh?”
“Yeah.” You mumbled, your hips grinding into the air on instinct. Billies arm went around your waist, going up to your bra band and scratched down to your hip dips, applying more pressure that could easily left some red marks which made you take a shuddered breath in.
“Mhm.” Billie hummed while licking your lobe. “You don’t have to hold back.” She said while tugging on the waistband of your panties.
You put your hand on her shoulder and the other one pulled her in by her nape to finally kiss her. She knew you started to be a little needy from the way your hips moved and how your hands were restless, trying to find somewhere to settle. Billie’s hands found her way back onto your waist, hair nails drawing circles on your hip bones.
She slowly backed you up until the back on your knees touched the couch and you sat down with Billie on your lap.
She leaned back and looked at your disheveled state. Eyes unfocused, chest moving heavily up and down with each breath and your lips slightly apart.
Billie put her nails on your lower lip, tugging it down slightly. “Come on.” You both knew what she wanted.
You took her fingers into your mouth, tongue swirling around them while your hand wrapped around her wrist keeping her there. You let out a whimper as your needy clit pulsed under your panties, begging for touch.
“Do you want me to fuck you with those? I don’t want to hurt you.” Billie asked pulling her digits out of your mouth for a second.
“Yeah. Yes, please.” You said, tugging her wrist closer as she laughed, seeing how your eyes were only half open now.
Billie pulled your panties down, letting them pool around your ankles before teasingly flicking your clit, watching your pussy tremble. She collected your wetness and brought it up to her mouth, tasting you. “My good girl. Always wet for me.”
She circled around your entrance before she heard you whisper her name and put one finger in. The feeling of her nails scratching your insides was weird at first, but it turned into pleasure real fast when she curled her finger. It felt as if the tip of the nail and her finger were penetrating your g spot at the same time and it was almost addicting. “Fuck… do that again please.”
“Asking so nicely.” Billie grinned, adding a second digit in and curling again. You let out a heavy moan, hand clutching the pillow near you as your hips bucked into her hand, seeking more friction. “You need more?” You never nodded faster in your life.
She sank to her knees with a soft thud and watched as her fingers went in and out of your pussy, listening to the squelching sounds it made as slick poured down your slit. Billie bit down on your thigh, groaning herself from the sight. Her other hand squeezed your chest before her lips launched onto your clit. The moan that came out of you was almost pornographic. Your hand instantly tangled in her hair and you whispered her name like a prayer over and over.
“Billie.. feels ‘s good..” Billie ignored you and kept drawing eight digits with her tongue, building up your orgasm. Her fingers worked into you faster when she felt your thighs twitching around her head, knowing you’ll cum soon.
“Let go, baby. Cum on my fingers.” Her words sent you over, hips bucking and thighs trapping her head right where she belonged.
After a minute you were becoming overstimulated and pushed her head away, panting heavily.
“I really like your nails.”
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