A Forbidden Romance

Chapter Sixteen

Reader's POV:

What kind of bullshit was this? Being sent back to school like some child when you'd already missed half the day.. ok that was a bit of an exaggeration; but still, not cool Billie. You could have easily told the cab driver to drop you off at home or in town but you knew better, knowing full well that Billie would check. Call this part 1 of your punishment, what the hell did that mean? Although you were rather intrigued, your mind conjuring up images of you laying across Billie's desk or over her lap as she denied you an orgasm and instead ran her manicured fingernails over your skin working you up before spanking your ass, which was a recurring thought of yours, bordering on a fantasy.

Your phone suddenly pinged indicating a new message, momentarily distracting you from your inappropriate thoughts. Of course it was a message from Billie and your face instantly lit up like a Christmas tree.

"How's school? ;) x" It read, and you rolled your eyes, thankful that Billie couldn't see you.

"I hate you! x" You texted back.

You watched as a speech bubble appeared, dancing on the screen, informing you that Billie was typing. Patience wasn't one of your strong suits. Is she writing an essay? You were just about to slip your phone back into your pocket, when the speech bubble disappeared, replaced my Billie's message. You emitted a small gasp, eyes growing wider when you saw the naughty photo Billie had sent. Her entire naked body in full view. You'd obviously seen her naked dozens of times but you were still left speechless every time.

"Maybe this will make you hate me a little less? ;) x" The message read, and although she couldn't see you, you found yourself nodding your head.

"You're forgiven! x" You added the heart eyes emoji to the end of your message before hitting send.

You were just casually staring at the image on your phone, hiding the screen out of view from any passers by, when you were suddenly interrupted. "How was your appointment?" A voice from behind startled you and you jumped, turning to face Stella and hitting your elbow against your locker in the process.

"Jesus, you scared me." You offered your best friend a half-hearted chuckle. "Yeah.. it was great!" You inwardly rolled your eyes at how enthusiastic you were being. She was definitely going to suspect you were lying.

"Dentist appointment right?" She asked, and you nodded your head.

"Oh right. Only I thought you said it was a doctors appointment?" Was she trying to catch you in a lie? You suddenly felt your entire body overheating and you quickly scrambled for something to say.

"Doctors, dentists, they're all the same right?" A nervous laugh escaped you as you turned, obscuring your face for moment in order to compose yourself. Anyone with eyes could see you looked guilty as hell. Lying also wasn't one of your strong suits, especially since your friend was a human lie detector. The best thing you could do was avoid eye contact.

"Not really.." Stella trailed off, letting her words hang in the air as she studied you.

You didn't bother giving a response as you hurried down the corridor, Stella nipping at your heels. Your phone pinged in your pocket and you refused to check it in front of Stella, so Billie would have to wait.

"Who's car did I see you getting into earlier?" She asked and your heart thudded violently against your chest. I had a feeling I was being watched!

"What? When?" You said, acting clueless.

"Just after first period. White Mercedes at the cafe up the street, it was a woman driving, definitely not your mum."

What was it with all these questions? I'd have less of an interrogation at the damn police station.

"Just.." You searched your brain for an answer, finally settling with; "My aunt, she was giving me a ride to my appointment."

You could tell Stella wasn't buying any of this as she narrowed her eyes at you, her mouth opened to say something but you got there before her. "Look Stella can you stop with the 20 questions? I just want to go eat something ok?" The image of Billie sitting on your face as you devoured her flashed through your mind and you had to refrain from smirking. You quickly pushed the thought to the back of your mind to avoid becoming all hot and flustered. But then the image that the older woman had previously sent you was practically imprinted in your brain, making it much harder to ignore.

Stella finally dropped it and just shrugged her shoulders as you both grabbed some food and took a seat at a table in the corner of the cafeteria. You both made small talk, partaking in some idle gossip about some of the other students, and discussing why you had decided to drop cheerleading. There was no particular reason, you just had better ways to spend your time; like fucking your English teacher. Of course you couldn't tell her that so you just settled for a brief response about needing to focus more on getting your grades up, which she seemed to buy for the most part. Then Stella brought up the subject of you and Payton and the reason behind your breakup, but you quickly shut her down with brief answers. Your turn to interrogate her as you steered the conversation to her love life or lack there of.

After a while, listening to your friend discuss one of her older brothers friends and the insane crush she had on him, you suddenly remembered the text you had received from Billie and pulled your phone out to read it.

"I thought so.. ;) x"

Another text came through just as you were about to respond. "Guess what I'm doing? ;) x" It read. You had a pretty good idea, a light shade of pink painting your cheeks at the thought; and then another message came through, this time it was a picture.

A picture of Billie with her hand nestled between her thighs flashed across your screen, causing you to almost choke on your water. Oh fuck! Your eyes lingered on the image, instantly remembering your hand between her legs and what it felt like to have her arousal coat your fingers; what it tasted like.

Luckily Stella wasn't able to see but you could feel her eyes on you from across the table. "Are you ok?" She giggled, taking a bite of her sandwich.

Your eyes flicked up to meet her gaze and you nodded profusely. "Yeah, I'm good." Then your eyes were back on your phone thumbs working quick to type out a response.

"Billie, you're killing me! x"

Her response was almost immediate and you wondered how she was managing to text and fuck herself at the same time. She was clearly a very skilled woman, especially with her hands. Now there was a familiar ache between your legs and you pressed your thighs together underneath the table hoping to prevent anymore wetness from seeping out of you.

"Thinking of you whilst I'm pleasuring myself, imagining your beautiful face buried between my legs. x"

You sunk your teeth into your lower lip as a smirk graced your features. A whimper almost escaping you but was quickly hidden by a cough. Another image jumped up onto your screen, this time a more clear picture of her glistening centre with a message attached.

"So wet.." fuck. You were practically drooling at this point, and you wondered if this was part of your punishment. Her teasing you whilst you were at school not being able to do anything about it.

"That hand could be mine but you had to send me back to school. x" You almost sent the rolling eye emoji but thought better of it. You already had about 50 punishments coming your way, you didn't need another.

The school bell suddenly rang, informing you that lunch was over. You thought about skipping the rest of your classes but you didn't need a reason for Stella to grow suspicious, and you didn't want to risk Billie finding out either so you reluctantly headed to class. Sending Billie a quick message and stopping by the bathroom to clean up the mess in your underwear.

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What's up sluts? I have no idea where my sudden motivation has come from to update my stories daily, but you're welcome! Hope you enjoyed this and as always feedback is much appreciated.
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