I couldn't exactly explain why I was like this, of course it has to deal with psychological dwelling deep in my horrid childhood past and all that great bullshit. Blah,blah,blah, all I knew was that she is a sadistic asshole. Just what I needed.
Billie.
I let out a deep sigh just thinking of her name. She was 5'9, 135 pounds of pure sex. She was highly intelligent and could have any woman or man she wanted.
Not saying that I was some leaper, nah. I stand at 5'3 with slightly tan skin and big brown eyes. I was thick and I knew it, daily at least ten men threw their phone numbers into my purse, but they didn't interest me. I don't swing that way, and they didn't have what I wanted. Hell, what I needed.
I ran my hands through my hair and composed myself enough to knock on her door. The door opened and she stood there with a smirk on her pretty pink lips. "Celia.."
"Billie.." I replied, then stepped inside.
I glanced around the front room. Every flat surface was littered with money, drugs and guns. I bit my lip as I heard the door close, the automatic lock sliding into place. I lean my head back into her chest when she wraps her arms around my waist from behind.
"You shouldn't be here"
"I don't care, I need you" I muttered.
You see, Billie is an ultimate drug lord/ mafia member, with operations here as well as in Mexico. I was the queen here, dealing with everything: drugs, weapons, false papers. Majority of the fbi worked for me and I had a base in each state, main headquarters here in Los Angeles.
As you can guess, we are enemies in business, but I've known Billie since childhood. We've both endured hardships, but we both had different outcomes; I craved pain, while she needed to dish it out. A perfect match.
"Strip." She commanded. I nodded and reached over to my side and unzipped my designer dress,not caring as it fell to the floor. I stood with a lace bra and a g-string with my six inch red bottoms. She unhooked my bra and grabbed my breast harshly.
She placed my nipple between her thumb and forefinger, twisting it roughly. I let out a hiss of pain, wetness forming a pool in my underwear. She pushed me forward against the bare glass of the window. My face squished against the glass, peering over the whole city.
Thank god it was nighttime
Hopefully nobody would see me getting railed, at the same time, I welcomed the humiliation. Turned on by the fact that someone could see me in such a compromising and sexual situation.
I let out a groan of pleasure when she knelt down onto her knees, taking the material of my g-string by her teeth and ripping them off. She runs her finger through my folds.
"So wet for me, huh baby?" She teases before landing a harsh slap to my ass.
"Fuck!" I yell, whimpering at the stinging of my sensitive flesh. She smacked my ass a few more times, each slap being harder than the other. I look over my shoulder and see how red it was.
I'm not sitting for days.
She smacked one last time before spreading my cheeks and sliding her tongue into my entrance as deep as she could.
"Billie!" I cried out, her tongue continued to move around inside of me. My knees went weak as she ate me out.
My palms went flat against the cool glass as I pressed down, pushing my ass further so I could get her to reach deeper. Her grip tightened on the already painful spots as she went faster and more rough. I cried out of pleasure and pain, slapping the glass as I came. I fell to my knees in weakness.
I heard her unbuckle her belt and her pants fall to the floor. I was unprepared for when she rammed her whole length into me. She fucked me without mercy. I couldn't take the waves of pleasure hitting me, already being overstimulated from minutes before.
"Oh god" I whimpered, trying to crawl away,
"Mm-m, Celia baby you wanted this dick, you're gonna take it like the slut you are. Dont run away from me."
She scolded me before taking my hips and dragging me back and ramming into me again. My knees and palms stung slightly from rug burn, at this point I didn't care. I kept moaning loudly, she was so good. She grabbed my arms and held them by my side while she went on and on.
I couldn't take it, I was ready to tap out.
But momma didn't raise a pussy.
I tensed as she sped up, taking a hand and grabbing my breast. Slamming into me she finally came and pulled out. Her cum dripping down my thighs.
I take a glance at the clock and realize how long we'd been going at it, apparently time really does go by fast when you're having fun. I turned around and pulled her in by the back of her head, gripping her hair harshly and pressing a sloppy kiss to her lips.
"Be careful in El Paso" I tell her,
"You," she breathes, "stay away from Alabama" she lets out a soft chuckle.
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