𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐂, 𝐁.𝐄.

𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈.

春藥
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍.
𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : beauty & essex - free nationals , daniel caesar
" pussy wet like an ocean, aphrodisiac potion "

ᥫ᭡.

𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄,

𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑.

"And then the nigga gon' say to my face, he said— Billie? Are you listening to me?" India said, stopping mid-sentence, her face dropping down to a straight one.

I was laid back on her bed, watching intently as she ranted while running some hair product through her curls; she was standing by her vanity, occasionally dipping her fingers into the container to get more of it to pass through her hair.

She was talking to me about something that had happened at her new job yesterday night, but I couldn't even focus on what she was saying since my eyes kept lowering down her exposed body. I brought my tongue over my lips a couple of times, lusting over the way the black lingerie set she bought the other day, fit her body; lace bra and panties, my personal favorite, and a silk robe draped around her figure.

Not to mention how sexy she looks when she's riled up about something. "Huh?" I ask confused, bringing my line of focus up to her eyes. India shook her head with her arms now folded over her chest, making an even sexier view of her titties.

"Mmcht, see I knew yo ass wasn't listening to me," she smacked her teeth, turning around to wipe her hands on a bath towel.

It was a Friday night and we were planning on going out with Amir and Brea a little later on but knowing them, it would be forever before they even showed up, and knowing me, I wanted to take advantage of that time but she wasn't gonna go for it.

"I was listening ma, trust. Just say it one more time for me please." I say, stifling a laugh and India shakes her head as I sit up. "C'mere." She's doing her fake mad act but she comes over to my side of my bed anyway, standing in front of me with her arms crossed. I place my hands on the loops of her robe, pulling her body closer to mine with a smirk on my face.

"Billie you know I hate it when you don't listen to me," India says, looking down at me. Her voice is strict but seductive and she laces her arms around the back of my neck; my chains scraping against her nails. I move my hands up and down her back soothingly, lowering them down to her ass every other moment.

I'm completely obsessed with her body.

"I'm listening baby," I hummed, keeping direct eye contact; my chin resting on her stomach.

She squinted her eyes, seemingly over it and I let another smirk onto my face. "Mkay Billie." India climbed onto my lap; her legs on either side of mine. My eyes took in her body once more and I sucked in a sharp breath at the way she was looking right now.

"You know we got a good minute til' we gotta get outta here," I said lowly, pulling my lip in between my teeth.

"And you know I hate being late so you're not about to make me late," she said sassily, and I rolled my eyes— tightening my grip on her body. She got out of my grip anyway, slipping off of my lap and walking over to her closet. "Speaking of, you need to get ready yourself."