Billie and I had went to go see the house. I liked everything about it, so I bought it on the spot. I hired movers to move my stuff from my soon to be old apartment to my soon to be new house. After I bought it we were supposed to go to the studio.
"Fuck my photo shoot" She yelled loudly scaring the fuck out of me. "I've gotta be there in like an hour"
"Where is it?" I asked pulling over. She went on the gps on my phone and put the address in. "How do you know my password?" I asked getting back on the road.
"Don't make your password your birthday"
"How do you know my birthday?"
"Sabrina, now shush and chop chop please"
-at the shoot-
I leaned against the doorway of billies dressing room. She has three people surrounding her while I just watched. One doing her hair, one doing her makeup, and one fixing her outfit. I can't admit, she looked so fucking good in what she was wearing right now, all I did was stare at her the whole time.
"So how many outfit changes do you have to do?" I questioned the blonde from the doorway.
"About like 4 or 5. I don't have a real number for you"
"And how long is this supposed to take" The people around her all finished up their last touches before Billie was able to get up. She walked my way before stopping in front of me.
"Just be patient, the less you stress the faster time will go" I watched as her lips slowly went up into a smile. Before I could answer her she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the set.
"But-shut uppppp" She cut me off with a groan. With a frown I watched as she ran onto the set and started talking to a person. I took a seat in the corner and watched as a person told her what positions to be in and how to look.
"Okay just get on your knees" Mmm. "For this shot try not to look at the camera. Maybe look to the left or the right preferably your left" She looked straight at me. I sat up and leaned my elbows on my knees.
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I bit my lip as I watched her.
-after the shoot-
We were now back in her dressing room. I sat on the sofa against the wall and watched as she sat in front of a mirror taking the light makeup they applied to her off. It was quiet but it was comforting. As if we had nothing on our minds. But I did have one thing on mine.
I thought about what I could do to her with that outfit on. Grab her neck and bring her to her knees-
"Did you even hear me" She snapped me out of my thoughts. She got off her chair and stood in front of me. I looked up at her through my eyelashes and bit my tongue. With a swift movement I stood up, locked her dressing room door and turned off the lights. I connected our lips and picked her up to sit on the makeup table. The lights were off but I could still kinda see because of the light coming in from under the door. As I kissed down her neck she gripped tightly on my shirt before pulling it over my head and off my body. She wrapped her legs around me making me harder by the second. I reached down to unbutton my jeans but before I could Billie grabbed my hands, she put one behind her back so I could unzip her and the other on her thigh.
