Stolen Moments // Billie Eilish G!P

Chapter thirty four

Skye skidded to a stop in Billie's driveway, feeling every bit like the hormonal teenager she once was. She'd left her mother napping while Jessie and the kids kept watch. She had a couple of hours to spare before she'd need to relieve them. Tomorrow—Sunday—she was planning a family dinner and would take a cue from Billie and order a variety of dishes from Sapori D'Italia. But now—right now—she just wanted to be with Billie.

She knocked on her door and rang the doorbell both. Billie was expecting her and she opened it only a few seconds later. They stood staring at each other and the look in Billie's eyes caused her pulse to race. Yeah, just like when they were teenagers. And like then, Billie drew her inside, closing the door to the world.

"You're alone, right?" she asked, knowing that she was.

Billie slipped into her arms, her kiss slow and gentle, teasing Skye's lips before pulling away. "You said we had two hours. I don't want to spend them talking," Billie said with a smile as she led her toward her bedroom.

Skye pulled her shirt off along the way, reaching for Billie's as soon they entered the bedroom. She nearly groaned when she found no bra and she fumbled with her own, dropping it on the floor beside her shirt before pulling Billie to her, their breasts mashing together.

"God, I missed you," she murmured against Billie's lips. "Last night was endless."

Skye's hands moved between them, unbuttoning her jeans and lowering the zipper, just enough to get her hand inside. "And I missed you," Skye said, her fingers, her hand, slipping past her panties and touching her skin.

Skye's tongue was insistent and Billie let her lead, her own tongue being bathed by Skye's. She moaned when Skye's fingers slipped through her damp curls, touching her clit, rubbing against it lightly.

"I'm going to fall down," she whispered.

"Open your legs," Skye said, ignoring her warning.

Billie did her bidding, trying desperately not to lose her balance. She hardly had time to think before Skye's fingers were filling her. She held on to her, breathing hard as Skye moved her fingers inside of her.

"Lower your jeans," Skye requested, her eyes like fire as she stared into Billie's.

Billie pushed them down her thighs to her knees, moaning loudly as Skye began thrusting against her, inside of her. Billie  hips moved with her, matching each stroke. She tried to kiss Billie, their tongues dancing together, but she was gasping for air and she leaned heavily against her, both their skins damp with perspiration, both panting as they drew breath.

"You're so wet," Skye' whispered. "Can you feel me inside you?"

"God, yes," Billie hissed, her hips trying keep pace. "Don't stop."

"Never."

Her legs were shaking, threatening to give way as they thrust together. Skye's free hand was around her back, holding her close, and Billie knew it was the only reason she was still upright. Each stroke brought her closer, and when she felt Skye's thumb rake across her clit, she threw her head back, the pressure building and building. She wanted to hold on, to go even higher, but her resolve shattered as her orgasm knocked the breath from her.

Skye held her tightly and Billie clung to her, gasping for air. She squeezed her legs together, keeping Skye's Dick inside of her a little longer. "If you let me go I'm going to fall," she murmured, her eyes still closed.

"I'll never let you go."

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"You're insatiable," Billie accused as they sat side by side on the patio.