I consider inviting Billie over to stay the night. I mean, what could go wrong? We just agreed to work together, she's already eaten me out, and I squirted in her face. It seems like sharing a bed with her would not be a problem. Here, I am smiling like an idiot while eating the sandwich I ordered. Billie and I moved over to one of the tables to order because the fabric on the booth was absolutely ruined. Thanks to our joined efforts, the lounge would have to reupholster the blue velvet. When I expressed concern, Billie promised that she would take care of it with the manager. We sat across from each other at the small round table. Billie ate a small ceaser salad, and I had a turkey club sandwich. We made small talk, I told her about the progress my team has made with the artifacts, and she told me about some of the work she has been doing while tracking the treasure down. Before I know it, our plates are empty, and a comfortable silence has taken over. "Do you want another drink?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. "What is that look supposed to mean?" She asks, giving a slight smirk. "Oh, nothing, it's just that I bought a bottle of wine the other night, and I think there's some left." I reply, hoping that she wants to come over to my apartment as much as I want her to. She smiles as her foot finds my leg and slowly moves further up my thigh. I shift, remembering her touch from an hour ago. The way she sucked at my clit and stuffed my hole with three fingers. Before she can answer her phone lights up. "Darling I sorry, but I have to take this." She says, offering an apologetic look as she stands up and goes to leave the room. She answers before the door shuts completely, and I hear her say, "Hello, Kacey." Who is Kacey? I wonder. Is Billie in a relationship already? Is she using me to cheat? I doubt it. She said she has a lot of people working for her, I'm sure Kacey is just an employee. A few minutes go by, though it feels like hours before Billie returns. She closes the door behind her and rushes toward me. She straddles my lap and pushes her lips against mine. At first, I was surprised, but I quickly relaxed into her. My hands tangle in her hair while hers find my cheeks. Finally, we separate, and I gasp for air. "I would love to take you up on your offer, but something has come up." She says while still strocking my cheek with one hand and twirling my hair with the other. I am disappointed, but it's probably for the best. "Give me your phone." She says, taking her hand out of my hair and reaching for my phone on the table. "Why?" I ask while unlocking it for her. "I'm giving you my number." She replies. She gets off my lap and hands me my phone. She helps me up and gives me a short, sweet kiss. We head out of the room hand in hand.
The vallet has brought both of the cars to the front and wait with our keys. She walks me over to my car and helps me in before saying, "I'll send you information about where to meet me tomorrow." I perk up at her words, "Okay, I look forward to it." I say and pull her in for another kiss. When we separate, she shuts my door and blows me a kiss as I exit the lot.
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As soon as I walk into my apartment, I kick my shoes off and throw my keys on the table. I hop in the shower to clean my thighs. I hadn't had much of a chance at the lounge to clean everything thoroughly. Now that I get a chance to take a closer look at myself, I see bruises forming on my neck and jawline. There are also hints of Billie's lipstick on my thighs and cunt. My pussy dampens at the thought of Billie's lips. She clearly had experience when it came to fucking women. I had hooked up with a few women over the years, but my one serious relationship had been with a man. We split on good terms when he moved back to Australia because he wanted to be closer to his family after his grandmother died. I loved him, but I wasn't ready to move across the world.
While in the shower, I scrubed at the lipstick stains, trying to remove them. After a good thirty minutes, my skin was clear. I stepped out of the shower and put on my robe. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I put on a clean sports bra and boxers. My bed was warm, and I fell asleep to the thought of Billie.
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The sound of a car horn wakes me up, and I roll over to look at my phone. The time displays as 9:45am. I love sleeping in on the weekend. I see a text notification.
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Edge of History (Billie Pierce x Orignal fem character)
Любовные романыI don't really know what this is...I'm have never written a fanfic before, but there is a serious lack of Billie Pierce fics. Billie is on the search for treasure when she comes across Rita Chavez, an expert in Pan-American history. What will their...