A Forbidden Romance

Chapter Twenty Six

*Mature Content*
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Reader's POV:

You barely had a chance to unlock the door to your hotel room before Billie had you pressed up against the door, mouth crashing desperately against yours, muffling the quiet sounds of surprise that spilled from parted lips. Her hands clung to your hips, nails digging into the exposed flesh underneath your shirt causing your skin to vibrate in response. Lips still attached, her hand found yours, prying the key from your firm grasp before reaching behind you and blindly unlocking the door. Pushing the door open, you stumbled backwards, pulling the blonde with you as she kicked the door to.

Shoes were quickly discarded, quiet giggles filling the air as you unceremoniously tripped over one another, before your back hit the wall and her skilled fingers began their work on removing your clothes. Your shirt was tossed somewhere across the room by Billie as you unbuttoned your jeans, slipping them off as Billie's lips glided along your jaw, hands roughly kneading your clothed breasts.

Your skin buzzed like a cluster of bees beneath her touch, muscles rippling like a wave as her fingers skimmed down your front, past your stomach finding the waistband of your panties and toying with the thin material drawing an impatient groan from the back of your throat.

Between the gentleness of her lips against your neck, suckling on your sensitive spot, and her slender fingers inching further and further south, the slickness of your arousal increased effectively ruining your lacy underwear; which was a small price to pay with the way Billie Dean was currently making you feel, which was no different to the effect she had on you on a daily basis. This woman was simply astounding.

"Billie.." you panted, both in pleasure and desperation, craving for her touch where you wanted it the most, throbbing in anticipation. "Please.." you begged, pushing yourself further against her hand, eliciting a soft chuckle from the older woman.

Suddenly you were tugged against her body, arms wrapping around her neck as you pressed your lips firmly against hers, a needy moan echoing into her mouth.

The back of your knees hit the bed, abruptly pulling you from your feet as you fell with a soft bounce, wavy hair splaying out like a halo around you, gazing up at the beautiful angel above you. She stepped back, admiring you for a moment, half naked and panting breathlessly, crimson coated cheeks in response to Billie's lustful gaze.

After a moment, her fingers very slowly began to undo the buttons on her shirt, a rather seductive smirk creeping onto her face. Pushing yourself up, using your elbows for support to get a better view of the blonde, your eyes roamed up and down her body, nibbling on your lower lip as you silently watched her. You would rather be the one to remove her clothes but it was an honour just to be watching her.

Her shirt slipped from her shoulders, pooling around her feet. Eyebrows wiggling suggestively, she unhooked the buttons on her trousers before shimmying out of them, the provocative movement of her hips capturing your attention. Fingers drifted up her body, expertly unhooking the clasp on her bra. Swallowing thickly you watched the garment fall to the floor. Everything seemed to be in slow motion except the thundering of your heart against your rib cage.

Your gaze dropped down to her perfect breasts, instinctively licking your lips, hands twitching to reach out and touch her, but she wasn't finished yet with one last item of clothing to remove. You followed her hands as they ghosted over her breasts, trailing agonisingly slow down her stomach before reaching their desired destination. Teasingly stroking the fabric of her panties, you glanced up at her, eyes pleading for her to remove the obstruction.