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Smut smut smut smut...oh and smut.


Y/n's POV

"Fuck.."

I breathed out trying to focus long enough to unlock the dorm door, Billie's lips were attacking my neck.

"B...Bil.."

She hummed nipping at my neck.

"Can you-"

Her hand reached forward grabbing the key from me, she shoved it in quickly turning the knob open. We stumbled into the room, I tossed my bag off as she backed me up against the wall.

"the things you do to me.."

She mumbled yanking my shirt over my head, I smirked arching my back unfastening my bra.

"damn.."

She whispered under her breath as she took her own shirt off, her eyes met mine as she leaned down kissing my lips. Her eyes were dark and full of nothing but lust, which only turned me on more. She slowly kissed down my body playing with the waistband of my pants.

"you want me to touch you..?"

She asked while looking up at me, I nodded biting my lip a bit too eagerly.

"words baby.."

"Please Billie.."

She stood straight up and walked to her bed laying down getting comfortable.

"um.."

"Come here.."

She said looking at me, I slowly walked over to her.

"I want you to sit on my face."

"What?"

I looked at her shaking my head.

"I will suffocate you.."

"Annnnd..."

She gestured to her face smirking, I pulled my pants down my legs along with my underwear stepping out of them. I nervously crawled up her body laughing slightly.

"Don't be nervous..trust me you'll love it"

She pecked my lips before placing her hands on my sides guiding me up.

"are you sure-"

I was cut off by her hands aggressively grabbing my hips, pulling me down onto her face. I gasped as her tongue attacked my core, her tongue flicked over my cl!t making me jerk forward. Her hands sternly held me in place, the coldness of her rings against my thighs was driving me wild.

"holyyy.."

I moaned bracing my hand on the wall, my hips started rocking against her face as she fastened her pace.

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