A Forbidden Romance

Chapter Twenty One

*Mature Content*
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Reader's POV:

Billie emerged from the bathroom 40 minutes later, still completely naked and dripping wet, casually drying her hair with a towel. Your jaw practically hit the floor, eyes bulging out of their sockets, unable to tear your gaze away. This woman really knew how to drive you fucking crazy.

Her gaze met yours from across the room, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips as she dropped the towel on the floor. You quickly averted your gaze back to the tv show you hadn't been paying attention to. Too consumed with naughty thoughts of the older woman, but what else was new?

Delicate footsteps padded across the floor, crossing the room to where you lay on the bed. Diverting your attention away from the tv, your gaze once again met Billie's, trying your best to keep your eyes locked with hers but you couldn't help them travelling down a few inches. She leant down slightly, close enough for you to smell the flowery scent of her shampoo and tiny droplets of water splattered on your shirt.

You resisted the urge to reach out and touch her, run your fingers over her bare breasts and toned stomach as she leant in closer, lips only an inch from yours, then without saying a word she climbed on top of you, straddling your waist a wicked smile dancing on her lips.

Staring intently up at her not even so much as blinking, you ran your tongue over your lips. Your fingers twitched beside you, itching to touch her, so you slowly glided them up her thighs before settling your hands on her hips, thumbs rubbing small circles there.

Her face hovered above yours, gaze jumping from your eyes down to your lips. She slowly exhaled, her warm breath ghosting over your face. But just as you thought she was about to close the distance, connecting her lips with yours, instead she rolled off you, laying beside you, her phone claiming her attention, leaving you all hot and bothered. That was clearly a plan she'd concocted whilst in the shower, probably to get back at you for accidentally spilling wine on her shirt.

You stared dumbfounded at her, bottom lip sticking out slightly as you folded your arms across your chest. "Well that was mean." You moaned, eliciting a quiet chuckle from the blonde which only made you more frustrated.

Her eyes were still glued to her phone, a rather amused expression plastered on her face. See how amused you are in a minute, you thought to yourself, now wearing a matching smirk on your own face. You reached over, grabbing her phone out of her hands, and slid off the bed, giggling mischievously at the silent look of protest on her face.

"What do you think you're doing?" She sighed, climbing off the bed.

You slowly backed away from her, even though the bed was separating you both, but the look on her face was enough to make you quiver. However, you held your ground, lips stretching out into an innocent and slightly devilish smile. "Getting your attention."

"Well.. you have my undivided attention, now give me back my phone."

"Nope." You challenged her, slipping the phone inside the waistband of your skirt and crossing your arms, a triumphant twinkle in your eyes as you stared her down.

"Don't think I won't go in there." That's the point, I know you will, you thought to yourself as you suppressed the urge to giggle. Her tone was playful but also unamused as she sauntered over to you. You backed away even more until you came in contact with the wall behind you and there was nowhere else to run with her now only standing a few feet from you.

"Hand. It. Over." Her voice was low, making every hair on your body stand to attention. Gulping audibly you slowly shook your head.

"Fine then, I'll just get it myself."