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The Classroom -Billy Hargrove 🥵

Billy slams Y/n against the door of the empty classroom.

All day Billy couldn't take his eyes off of his girlfriend. She was wearing a short skirt that just barely covers her ass. All day he's been wanting to just bend her over in front of all the guys who were staring and make them watch him fuck her.

Since he couldn't do that he decided to make her not pay attention to them. So he had started passing notes. Dirty notes too. Once she caught on to what was happening she just talked to the boys more to make him more jealous so as the bell rang for free period he whispered in her ear 'science classroom'

That's where we are now.

Billy continues to attack her neck with hot kisses. "Fuck, Billy" Y/n moans softly gripping onto Billy's shirt.

Billy kisses down her throat before pulling away just to pull up her shirt. His kisses keep doing down stopping at her breast. He brings his hand up cupping the left one the light blue bra the only thing between Billy and her boob.

Billy nips and sucks at the tops of her breasts that he can see while playing with the rest of her boob but with his hand. The fabric of the bra brushing against her nipple causing a friction that makes it feel good. Billy's other hand snakes it's way behind her unclipping the bra and making it fall.

The bra drops to the floor and Billy wastes no time before licking and sucking on the girls nipples. While sucking on one nipple he uses his free hand to massage the other one. After a bit he switches boobs. Y/n grips his hair her chest heaving up and down as the feeling of his soft tongue is the only things in her mind.

He soon starts to kiss down her body more his hands following with him his hands softly moving down her sides. He kisses at her belly button his fingertips tracing the top of her shirt. She grips his shirt from his shoulders tugging at it

"What is it you want baby? Use your words" Billy's voice is a lot deeper than it usually is as he says that.

".. Please take your shirt off" Y/n begs softly. Billy raises her eyebrow at her waiting for something ".. Master" She adds

He bites the inside of his cheek before pulling off his shirt. Y/n's hands grip at his arms softly and he moves his hand under her skirt. He pulls it's up slightly seeing her underwear seeing a wet spot. He smirks he looks up at her not even having to say anything.

He reaches behind her unzipping her skirt watching as it falls around her ankles. He stands up looking down at his pants "take them off" he orders

"Yes master" her fingers start working on his belt eagerly. She pulls the belt fully off dropping it to the floor before tugging his pants down. That's when she realises the door isn't locked "wait the door isnt-" she starts before getting cut off

"Yeah I know" He says plainly before both his hands go under her thighs lifting her up making her wrap her legs around his hips. He pushes her harder to the wall. The cold feeling pressing against her back. She wraps her hands around his neck as he leans in kissing her hardly his tongue eagerly pushing into her mouth

"B- Billy what is someone walks in" she says as he starts to kiss right under her mouth.

"What the hell did you just call me" He growls out pushing into her harder.

"I'm sorry Master" she chockes out in a soft voice. He kissing up her face going to the side of her neck before nibbling her earlobe.

"I bet you'd love someonw to walk in and see how much of a whore you are for me" he whispers softly he feels her grip his curls and smirks softly. "Yeah I bet you'd like that, you filthy slut" he tugs on her earlobe harder before pushing off the wall. He walks them over to the desks pushing her hardly up against the top of the desks.