psycho

three

March 24, 2021

I take a deep breath before stepping into Billie's room, my heart pounding in my chest. "Billie," I say softly as I enter. She doesn't respond, but instead sinks into the chair with her legs spread, her eyes trailing over my body before landing on mine and licking her lips. The action forced me to cross my legs in my seat, "I need to ask you some questions, just like yesterday, okay?" I say, trying to regain my composure. She nods, her gaze still locked on me, I can sense the tension in the room as I clear my throat and ask the burning question on my mind. "I can understand why you would kill your brother but why innocent people?"

"Nobody's innocent," she responds, her voice calm and collected.

"Why do you say that?" I probe further, trying to understand her perspective.

"We are only pure to an extent when we're born, but even then some are evil souls," she replies

As I look through her file, Killing seems to be a source of pleasure for her. "Does it give you some sort of thrill?" I ask, hoping to break through her silence.

She stays silent, and I let out a frustrated sigh. "I need you to answer. It might be hard, but I'm only here to help," I explain. But she remains unresponsive, humming a melody instead.

"Billie, come on," I say, closing my notebook. She looks up at me, her eyes piercing mine. "Nylah, why are you here? We don't meet on Wednesdays," she says, her eyes boring into mine

"This is not why you are here, Nylah. So, what is it you desire?" she asks, her tongue gilds across her lips "How do u know my first name" I say "I know so much about you nylah" Finally having enough of her I start to pack my stuff up, that was until I heard the shackles hit the floor making me freeze "guards!" I screamed "They can't hear you," she said backing me up against the door. My back hit the door and her body closed on me, I turned my head from her "Look at me Nylah" I slowly turned my head meeting her eyes, nervousness and guilt ate at me. For some reason, her touch lit something up in me. I hadn't been touched in a long time, I craved touch from the loss of it in my childhood. "we can't " I said. my job meant a lot to me," tell me to stop and I'll stop" she whispered in my ear. I was frozen no words leaving My mouth, I know that we couldn't... or shouldn't

She cut my thoughts off as she pressed her soft lips against mine, I moaned softly at the action, and her lips moved gently against mine. The kiss was slow and filled with passion, though I was sure she was emotionless.

With every stroke of the kiss butterflies imploded I'm my stomach.

God, her lips are so soft

A gasp parted my lips, letting her tongue
Slid in. The warm intruder moved in a pattern exploring my mouth, Another moan elected from the base of my throat creating a vibration sensation between our lips.

Why was I letting her do this? As a woman, I had to bust my ass to get to the top. I needed to pull away but to my failure, I couldn't

Whether it was the way our lips danced or her body pressed against mine I couldn't stop. Her hands roamed all over my curves till her hand found my neck wrapping it around perfectly, I pulled her impossibly closer by the waist of her pants.

Her scent wrapped around us like a warm blanket.

I pulled away out of breath
"Fuck" she said, I took a moment to compose myself before looking into her eyes.

"Times up!" One of the guards yelled making Billie quickly pull away from me and get her shackles back on, I simply walked out wondering what the fuck just happened

A/n
Sorry if this sucks I was rushing to get this done so I could eat my Thanksgiving dinner. But happy Thanksgiving everyone Stay safe, Love you❤️