daddy; B.E. imagines

monster ❗️

FIRST PERSON POV

billie: switch
y/n: switch

billie o'connell was by far the most beautiful person i have ever laid my eyes on. i've been with plenty women in my life, i've worked with exotic and dangerous women for years, but none of that prepared me for her.

when i first told billie how i felt about her she blushed, cheeks turning the deepest red i've ever seen. she turned away from me with a lip bite to hide her wide smile but failed miserably at containing her glee. two months later and we've been on a date every saturday.

we watch movies and shows together, mainly classics when she revealed her love for cheesy sitcoms. we eat together and try new foods, cook together. we spend days reading books, sometimes together in silence, sometimes me or her read out loud to the other, gently sifting a hand through the other's hair.

but the one thing we haven't done yet is it. it it.
(iykwim ;))

i'm definitely more experienced than she is, but that's what makes me scared; what if i intimidate her? what if i'm too much? is that why she hasn't made a move yet or even said anything remotely sexual?

i have a feeling she wants me and it's getting to the point where our make out sessions are getting more heated by the second, but i always stop it before it goes too far, leaving billie absolutely soaked and having to help herself out when she goes back to her room for the night.

and that is how it finally happened. the adam sandler comedy plays on in the background, billie's subtle whimpers and sighs taking over my senses. my beautiful girlfriend straddled my waist 10 minutes into the movie, having no self control after i'd just come out of the shower in a loose tank, showing off my toned arms.

"mmm, baby, don't you want to watch the movie?" i force myself to pull my lips away when her hips start grinding against mine. a couple more minutes and i know i wouldn't be able to stop. it's hard enough to push down my need to pounce on her when she's just being her, but kissing billie and touching billie and feeling billie is like taking drugs that never wear off and have zero consequences.

billie sighs on top of me, leaning her head down to lay gentle kisses on my exposed neck. her soft lips have my eyes rolling to the back of my head, my skin heating up even more.

"my love, are you-" i pull away one more time and this time billie groans and climbs off me, marching away from the couch.

"i'm going back to the room." she says coldly and slams the door when she makes it in the room. what the hell was that? i take a moment to compose myself, washing my face in the bathroom and turning off the tv. i don't understand what i did wrong so i assume something else happened that she didn't want to talk about. i leave the living room to go to our shared bedroom, walking in without knocking.

"hey, bil, i'm so-oh. fuck." i choke out after my eyes land on her figure on the bed, shirt off, breasts almost spilling out of her bra, her arched back with her hand buried under her sweatpants, her mouth hung open and soft moans falling out her lips. she gasps when she hears me, but she doesn't stop. she stares right at me, keeping her darker blue eyes locked onto mine. she lets out another beautifully soft moan and i'm stripping off my tank top and making my way to her within seconds. she's not as innocent as i thought and i curse myself for waiting so long.

"finally." she giggles out, attaching our lips together harshly. i immediately slip my tongue into her mouth, fighting her for dominance. she flips the two of us over, pinning my hands to the sides of my head and rolling her hips against my thigh.

"oh god." she breaks our lips to let out a string of moans, rutting against my thigh, chasing her high already. i look up at her with wide lustful eyes. she looks so free letting herself go, using my thigh, any part of me, so desperate to cum.