Hi! I would love to see Billy Hargrove and #37 👀❤️ Maybe also a secret relationship? I love your writing!
(37. Public sex) This had me going feral! Enjoy, lovie xoxo
Warnings: basically just smut. NSFW
It was a Saturday night out at the cocktail club on the high street and you had arrived on Nancy’s arm. Two intelligent and strong independent women— or so you led everyone to believe.
The bare truth was that you and Billy had been seeing one another secretly for a few months now. It was this exciting game you liked to play with one another; who could resist the other the longest? And how much could you drive the other insane?
You found ways to tease and toy with Billy’s emotions. You knew exactly what to do to earn his attention and Billy was often shameless with how he eyed you. It was as if he had been starving for days and you were a whole banquet of the most delicate and exquisite foods. He couldn’t wait to devour you.
And you made it all too easy for him. The short dress you had chosen for the evening barely covered your ass and it granted Billy smooth access to your pantie clad core beneath the dinner table.
His dark lustrous gaze drank in your facial expressions as you bit down your bottom lip hard enough to possibly draw blood; luckily your red lipstick would campflauge that if it were to happen.
You were already so wet for him, your lace panties damp with arousal as he skilfully pulled them to the side and plunged his fingers deep inside of your aching hole, thrusting his two digits softly and revelling in how your eyebrows frowned together in frustrated concentration as you fought to keep your pleasure hidden from your friends.
“Are you alright? Was the food not any good?” Nancy peers down at your empty in complete confusion before her eyes rest on your strained features. You looked as though you were in pain, but really, you were just in heaven.
“She loved it, didn’t you? Must’ve tasted so good for the plate to be clear, right?” Billy mocks you with his tone, a concealed teasing that only you were familiar with as his fingers twitch and curl into you, stretching you out so well that your lips almost elicit a moan and the sound of your wetness threatens to meet uneasy ears.
“Y-yep. It was so so good…” You choke down a whimper and decide to take a swig of water from the glass you had perched on the table. Billy lifts a forkful of chicken from his plate and places it onto his tongue casually, like he isn’t finger fucking you beneath the table cloth.
Nancy hums in approval and turns her attention back to her glass of wine which she necks back quickly before waving a waitress over for a refill. It was her third glass of the night and you were hoping she would be drunk enough to totally overlook the way your hips were swirling and bucking down onto the leather booth seat beneath you.
“Soaking my fingers, pet,” Billy’s voice is low and husky as he whispers slyly into the shell of your ear, his lips brushing your skin and setting your body alight, “Can’t wait to fill your sweet pussy with my cock later. I bet you’re so excited, hmm? Dirty fucking girl.” His thumb finds your clit and your eyes roll involuntarily to the back of your skull, forcing your eyes to pinch closed as you chase your high against the palm of Billy’s large palm that is massaging against you in such an intoxicating way, “Cum for me, slut. Cum all over my fingers in front of our friends.”
And as Billy’s teeth gnaw on the flesh of your earlobe you feel your thighs tremble against the leather seat beneath you and your hips buck mercilessly as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave; causing your thighs to clench around Billy’s wrist and lock his fingers inside of you as you pulse hungrily around his long meaty digits.
“Good girl,” He purrs reassuringly into your ear, his fingers still sliding slowly in and out of you, “I can’t wait to see how fun this night is about to get.”
