Summary: the best remedy for sexual frustration? the obvious answer would be sex. but for two people who thrived on power and control perhaps intimacy is not the most ideal solution.
Warnings: mature language, mature content, NSFW, smut, oral (female and male), unprotected sex, kinda angst
Word count: 3,6k
Her heels clicked quietly on the tiled floor, her dainty fingers closed the door behind her and tiredly rested the back of her head on the wooden surface. Eyes closed as a heavy sigh left her lips in a puff of air. Shirin briefly squeezed her eyelids forcing all distracting thoughts far back in her mind.
The brunette opened her eyes, emptily staring at the white ceramic tiles littered beneath her feet, even in the dim lighted hallway they shinned fully. She took a deep breath in and raised her hand before dropping her purse beside her legs. The thud echoed in between the silence trapped walls.
She pushed her body away from the door and strode towards his office. Determinedly dragging her fingers on the walls, her steps oozing confidence with her straightened back, swaying hips and the buzz in her head from the alcohol she consumed an hour ago.
Billy was too entrapped in the screen of his laptop to notice his fiancé lingering in the doorway. She leaned against it watching him work with a ghost of a smile on her face. His expression twisted into one of concentration and frustration combined, brows furrowed and a slight pout on his lips.
Oh his fingers. Those long fingers gracefully moved over the keyboard every once in a while and the brunette dutifully followed his movements. The knot in her stomach grew tighter and more entangled the longer she ran her eyes over his focused face and tense posture.
Just as wordlessly as she stood, the woman padded the floor to reach his chair. She controlled the laughter bubbling inside her chest at the surprise coloring his face once she took a hold of his chair and swirled it around to face her. He blinked up at her with a soft frown as she sat down on his lap throwing her arms over his shoulders, loosely wrapping them around his neck playing with the short strands on the base of it.
"Hi baby." She whispered brushing her lips against his. His large palms slid up from her knees to her thighs resting them on her hips. His fiancé closed her eyes and placed her soft lips on his own, languidly kissing him. He took a deep breath through his nose and reciprocated the kiss much more feverish.
Shirin moaned into his mouth which created the opportunity for him to slid his hot tongue into her open mouth. The inebriant haze clouding her mind and the intoxicating feeling of having Billy's heady lips hungrily devouring her caused her to gasp in delight at the wonderful feeling.
Her arms slowly slid down from his neck to his button up shirt, she wasn't ashamed to admit that she needed to have him again and yet she both wanted to blink and find him completely bare, and slowly strip him from all his clothes herself. A fucking living paradox he was, disrupting her life like nothing else!
Her fingers moved slowly to unbutton his shirt as he gripped her hips tightly, his lips reluctantly detaching from hers but making quick work on peppering her jaw and cheek with needy pecks. She moaned lustfully feeling him navigating his way towards her neck placing open mouthed kisses on the soft skin.
As if her body weight suffocated him Billy abruptly pulled away from her neck. "Wait wait wait wait." The sudden loss of warmth caused her to snap her eyes open stilling her hands on his open shirt. "What's goin' on?"
Shirin huffed in severe irritation resuming caressing his toned chest. "Hmm... here I was thinking you wanted this." He heard the dullness in her voice but her unquenchable desire was still evident, which comforted him.
He chuckled amusedly. "Oh believe me, I do." His slender fingers stroking her clothed thighs. "But first I need you to tell me what's wrong." He pressed him palms flat on her hips. Billy fought to keep the curses and profanities that were about to tumble out of his mouth —aimed at his stupid ass— at bay, he swallowed it all down with a gulp.
Shirin hummed for some time, the tips of her dainty fingers lightly scratching at his skin. "Why do you think something's wrong with me?" She murmured trailing her hands down his torso as she spoke. "Can't I spend time with my fiancé." His heart clenched hearing no malice dripping from her voicing that one word, Fiancé.
"Shirin." He pressed firmly shutting the primal side of him. He could have her in anyway he wanted, she was openly offering him that. Yet the scared boy inside him screamed at him to stop, to not take the bait and he somewhat listened. "You're drunk. Maybe you should go to sleep."
The brunette tilted her head locking her gaze with his, holding up two fingers. "Two glasses." She replied simply. "Whiskey." Billy was seconds away from pouncing on her. He knew her long enough to understand the meaning behind her words, her tolerance was higher than just two glasses of whiskey and with those adorably lustful eyes he could barely resist.
Shirin narrowed her eyes at him, realizing he had no intention of moving his hands. "Okay Bill, I'm gonna make this easy for you." She mused. "You can either fuck me right now, or watch me walk away again. And this time you'll never see me." His heart dropped and he could hear how it shattered, hearing the truth behind every word.
He raised a hand, brushing a loose strand of her silky hair behind her ear. The back of his fingers stroking her cheeks before kneading in her locks, keeping a strong grip on her and slowly guiding her face towards his. Their mouths met once again and he let himself fully enjoy the softness of her lips moving against his.
He deliberately shut off the rational side of him and gave into his desire. She was in his arms, under no pretense and pressure, and he could touch her just like he used to. It was pitiful, the amount of control she had over him and yet every time he'd give into her delicious traps willingly and enthusiastically.
His teeth grazed her lower lip, nibbling a bit as his hands moved towards her hips once more. He gripped her ass suddenly standing up from his chair, swallowing the surprised yelp that came from her. His arms holding her body securely in his arms, taking confident steps in the direction of their bedroom.
Shirin tightened her arms around his neck tilting her head to the left allowing his tongue to play with hers more comfortably. She felt the softness of the mattress dip beneath their weight as he gently laid her down on the bed. His hands roamed over every inch of her body gripping and caressing their way down to her pants.
His hungry mouth never left hers as he unbuttoned the material preventing him from feeling her warm skin. She wanted to smirk as he with much gusto practically yanked her pants off her legs but she was too consumed by him to do so.
Shirin let her hands drop from around his neck and beside her head as she hummed delightfully while he placed featherlight kisses along the skin of her legs, stroking them with such care and affection it made her giddy with anticipation.
His soft lips ghosted over her lower stomach, she could feel his hot breath fanning across her flaming skin. Her eyes fluttered close and her hands stretched on her sides to grip the covers in her small fists. Billy smirked seeing her so frustrated and needy, it soothed him in a way nothing ever had, to know she craved him as much as he did.
Suddenly with her lower half bare before him she felt too hot to just leave her shirt and coat on. So she leaned up on her elbows and made quick work on relieving herself from the clothes that were apparently suffocating her enough to have no regard for them as she threw them across the room.
"Impatient?" He teased gliding his teeth lightly over her exposed skin, right above the place she needed him the most. Her body arched a little on the bed but she couldn't clench her thighs to get any sort of friction and could only huff underneath him.
"Yes." She blurted unabashedly. She wanted him to touch her more, to make her see stars, to please her the way he oh so proficiently used to do. She needed him to bury himself deep inside her like before, she longed for them to be connected in such intimate way once more and she couldn't handle his teasing any longer.
Shirin reached for his hair and yanked on the strands emitting a low hiss to erupt from his throat, but he moved accordingly and planted his lips against her. His tongue burned its way through her mouth fueling the fire in the pit of her stomach. Delicious flames were set ablaze inside her as his slender fingers moved across her skin.
Her hands impatiently tugged on his shirt pushing the material down his shoulders, he followed her silent demand and quickly removed his clothes. His skin delightfully hot underneath her fingertips as they stroked his toned chest, missing the feeling dearly.
She hadn't noticed her body was half above the bed, until he placed a hand on her chest and gently pushed her back down on the mattress. She let herself fall back and watch as her fiancé worshiped every inch of her.
His lips pressing against her flesh placing open mouthed kisses, fingers caressing her hips and thighs. He dragged his slender digits up her legs and curled them inside the waistband of her lace panties, agonizingly slow he started to drag them down her legs. His mouth followed the trail and she squirmed under his hot breath.
Billy smirked wolfishly at the way her body reacted to his touch, he'd missed it like oxygen and he wondered how on earth had he managed to breath without her for a whole year. His lips reached her dripping pussy and gave an experimental lick.
Shirin moaned and relaxed into him, letting his arms wrap over her thighs to keep her in place as he hummed against her core sending delicious vibrations down her spine. His tongue felt refreshing on her, licking and sucking her clit.
Her hands instinctively went towards his hair and buried her fingers in between his dark strands and held on for dear life as he inserted two of his fingers deep inside her, curling them upwards. "Fuck." She hissed her back arching a bit closing her eyes and allowing herself to get lost in his intoxicating touch.
His lips wrapped around her sensitive bud and sucked on it gently, his fingers pumping in and out of her at a steady pace. The brunette huffed out a whimper when he didn't pick up his speed, only switching from sucking to flicking his tongue over her overstimulated clit. She knew what this was.
Billy smirked at the frustration clouding her brows, the incessant tugging on his hair only proved him right. His mission was going over smoothly and he had half a mind to go on for hours, to the point where she'd pass out. But he hadn't been inside her for so long that he couldn't take it anymore.
His leisureliness vanished as a faster pace took over. Shirin's moans turned louder the more he lapped up at her pussy, fingers clenching so hard her knuckles were white. His tongue running up and down her clit over and over, his slender fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs, the two digits he plunged inside her curling just right had her bury her head in the pillow and crying out in pleasure as a hot white flash of ecstasy exploded in every neuron of her body.
But it wasn't over.
She quickly pushed herself up from the mattress and gripped the back of his neck. Billy complied easily colliding his hungry lips to hers. She moaned chasing her taste on his tongue and subtly maneuvering his body to take her place on the bed.
Billy surprisingly made no objections as she nudged him to lay on his back and instead watched with a smirk as Shirin placed light pecks along his chest, working her way down to his torso and the tent in his pants.
Shirin kissed his clothed bulge making him sigh heavily and lean on his elbows to look at her better. The brunette made work of unbuttoning his pants and torturously slid them off his hips. Payback's a real bitch.
"Come on Shuri. Don't be a tease." He whined impatiently squeezing his eyes shut when she suddenly wrapped her slender fingers around his hard shaft. He gulped down the delighted gasp bubbling up his throat.
The woman hummed eyeing his erection. "Doesn't seem that fun, does it?" She asked gingerly lapping up at his tip. She glanced up to see his heavily hooded eyes focused entirely on her, bottom lip tugged harshly between his teeth. She gave a quick wink and then descended down on him.
Billy's mouth hung open and his head fell back on the soft pillows. He was lost in the feeling of her skillful mouth engulfing him almost fully, his hips bucked towards her face once she started to twirl her warm tongue over his tip.
The brunette moaned contently around him, the thrumming had the man arch his back slightly trying to reach his release. She smirked internally and swiftly grabbed his balls in her hand, massaging them while bopping her head up and down with her cheeks hollowed out.
Seconds blended into minutes and hours and seconds again as the ex-marine began to lose himself completely in her overwhelming pleasurable touches. His fingers buried in her silky hair, the softness of the dark strands kept him grounded as he felt his orgasm approaching.
But he didn't intend to finish in her mouth tonight.
He gently tapped her shoulder to get her attention. Shirin let go of his throbbing cock with a pop and looked up into his glassy eyes, her own gaze just as heady. "I don' wanna cum yet, baby." He said and watched as she grinned enthusiastically.
"What're you waiting for then?" She taunted playfully hoping to get a reaction out of him.
He quickly fell prey to her trap and immediately reached down to help her up the bed and over his body. He sat on the covers gripping her petite waist, crashing his hungry lips against hers, tongue infiltrating her mouth without any hesitation.
The couple groaned and kissed one another with such passion it was unreal. She didn't know how long did it pass and she didn't even care to remember, instead she only focused on Billy's mouth swallowing hers as if she'd disappear if he slowed down.
Shirin was too enraptured by his intoxicating aura to realize how he'd managed to switch their places and plant her body back on the bed. The woman didn't bother to hide her clear desire for the man any longer, there wasn't any point in it. So she didn't resist the dominance he was asserting tonight and instead allowed herself to enjoy it.
Billy guided her legs to circle his hips as he lined himself up with her slick entrance. But before he did anything he pulled back from their heavy kiss and stared into those beautiful auburn eyes for assurance. He knew what he wanted; to fuck her senseless. And yet even now he couldn't be certain on the woman's true desires and needs despite knowing her for decades.
"You sure?"
Absolutely not?
Definitely yes?
The question hung in the thick air of the bedroom as the brunette blinked her eyes open and gazed into those obsidian oceans she both feared and longed for. A gentle smile grew on her face, genuine and soft as she nodded an affirmative answer.
The man planted a quick peck on her swollen lips and started to slide himself inside her. Shirin gasped feeling him slowly stretching her in the most sensual way imaginable. Her head falling back on the snug pillows surrounding her body, her eyes clamped shut.
Her mouth fell open as she felt his full length stroking her inner walls, she'd been with other men before him and even when they were engaged, and yet —as ego boosting for him as it'd be— no one had quite lived up to him... in any aspect if she was honest with herself.
Soon the thought of other men was pushed out of her with each slow thrust of his hips into her wetness, his body molded with hers so familiarly intimate she found it hard to focus on one emotion between the sea worth of overwhelming sensations coursing through her veins like a searing flame.
His slender fingers gripped her upper thigh, holding it firmly in his grasp as his hips graduated from slow strokes to building pounces. She was no longer in control of the noises leaving her parted lips as she dragged her nails across his back with a little too much force creating red trails in her path.
"Fuck." He hissed, fingers clenching around her leg dragging them up to her hips. The force of his hold on them would undoubtedly leave bruises behind yet in her current state the brunette didn't give a damn about anything other the sweet knot forming in her stomach.
"Shit baby." His words went in one ear and fell out the other as she only tightened her grip on his back the faster his pace became. Her face twisted into one of pleasure, her moans and whimpers growing in volume and getting more high pitched.
His fingers left their voice grip on her hipbones and moved to her sensitive bud and started to roughly rub fast circles, only adding to the coil strengthening inside her. He'd be damned if he came before her after a year of not properly having her in the way he desired most.
Her eyes closed shut due to the force of the approaching orgasm she could feel coming her way. "Oh god fu-" Her thoughts were interrupted abruptly as she fell silent feeling every bit of the powerful release Billy was coercing out of her.
His vigorous thrust didn't cease in neither force or speed as he kept pounding into her clenching pussy chasing his own euphoria. Billy buried his head in the crook of her neck, panting and pressing languid kisses all over her flushed skin.
Shirin surged forward —slightly recovered from her mind numbing ecstasy— and glided her teeth along the column of his deliciously long cervix, the sensitive spot where his shoulder met his neck —one she found quite adorable and fun to tease him with— and bit down.
His hips stuttered forward, groaning and grunting louder in her hair as he reached his own edge. The fall so satisfying and grounding he wouldn't ever change the feeling for the world.
Both their bodies went limp as they laid comfortably in each other's nude embrace. Her dainty fingers lazily brushing his back, mindful of the scratches she'd left behind as Billy breathed heavily to catch up with his lost oxygen.
In the thick silence of the room, and the blissful atmosphere settling around them Shirin could hear him mumble something almost incoherent. 'mine, all fucking mine' he whispered over and over into her disheveled ebony locks.
She could laugh, smirk tauntingly, murmur hurtful words... she wanted to boil in rage, to strike him for having the audacity to consider her an object, his property... but all she did was smile contently at the thought.
Billy Russo craved her like his lungs needed air.
She felt his slightly chapped lips press firmly onto hers. Her mind was still stuck in her delightedly satiated state to fully return his kiss, but that didn't stop her from indulging him in her own idle way as she laid lax under his weight letting his tongue massage hers however he liked.
Reluctantly the ex-marine pulled away from her addicting lips to gaze into those intense auburn orbs that could somehow convince him the earth was flat! The power she had over him was terrifying and yet he would give up all there was just to spend his days and nights buried in the scent of her, to feel her arms engulf him so sweetly.
A drunken smile graced her alluring features, her half opened lids, her hooded gaze staring up at him without any hatred or disgust evident... his heart swelled at the idea of having this forever, just like he'd planned before his stupid ass made a huge irreversible mistake.
Shirin slowly raised her arm and began to gently brush back the few wild strands of dark hair crowding his forehead. He relaxed immediately under her tentative touch not taking notice of the determination hidden in her glance as she cupped his cheeks with both palms now.
"No more bullshitting, okay?" She but all whispered mouth hovering above his and he could feel her hot breath facing across his chin.
He knew the implication her words had, the weight they carried and how important it was for her to once again put her trust and confidence in him; so he nodded affirmatively thinking that would be answer enough.
"I want to hear it Billy." She urged softly and calmly leaving him no choice but to happily oblige.
"No more bullshit. I promise."
Letting go; the most selfless and painful act of love us to let someone go, knowing they deserve better than 'good enough' and still hope that they will find happiness... even if it will be without you.
Oh but Shirin and Billy were far more selfish to be freeing what they held dear and close to their hearts.