The Boy Next Door - BK

Risky Business

It's been about 10 days, and Angela's wound is mostly all the way healed up, all thats left is a purple scar. Bill and the band had to leave for a concert, and then they would be coming back sometime today. Abby and Leana weren't home, so Angela had the whole place to herself. Her and Bill have gone back to being bossy and mean to each other as a joke. Angela has caught feelings for Bill know. So has Bill for Angela. Bill would be back before Abby and Leana got home from school, so her and Bill could do something they planned at the hospital last week.

Angela's POV: I waited for Bill to arrive. I put on a pair of sexy lacey black lingerie and then a tight tank top and baggy sweats. I lay on the couch and watched a few episodes of Friends' I had promised Bill at the hospital that he could have a round or two with me since he basically saved me. They still haven't got Connor, so I'm still a little paranoid. It's lunchtime now, and Bill still isn't here. I fixed me a ham and cheese croissant with some Cola. I sat on the couch and watched the Kardashians. I laughed at how they acted. "Damn it, Bill! Come on!" I yelled at no one. I heard my doorbell ring, I wiped my mouth put on lip gloss and opened the door it was Tom. "Oh! Hey!" I said, confused. "Hey Ang! Are you feeling better?" He asked. "Yeah, better than ever!" I sarcastically said. He smiled and walked out, "Hey! Bill will be over in a minute!" He yelled as he walked home. I shut the door and danced around in excitement. Then I left the door unlocked and sat back down to finish eating. I heard a knock, "Come in!" I said with my mouth full. Bill walked in, I swallowed my food and jumped into his hug. His face was in my hair, and I felt his hot breath on my neck. We sat down, and I gave Bill the last croissant. He ate it right up and drank some of my Cola. He placed his hand on my thigh. If people or the fucking paparazzi found out we had something going on the world would come for us. We had to hide it best we could. He squeezed and rubbed my thigh. I looked up and smiled. He pulled me into his lap. He sucked on my neck, I lay me head back as he bit and sucked more. We bother moaned a little as we got closer. This was some risky business, Bill placed his hands on my ass and held as he kissed my neck. I'm guessing he noticed the lace. He quit kissing my neck and carried me to my room. My door didn't shut right, so I'm hoping people wouldn't come home. He lay me on my bed and pressed against me. I made a loud noise, and I felt him get hard against me. "B-Bill!" He smashed his lips against mine, I felt his cold tongue piercing with my tongue. He gripped my hips and brought them to his waist. He grinded on me as we kissed. How did I catch feeling for a fuck boy? "Bill, how many women have you fucked?" I asked under his pressure. "You'll be the first I'm guessing, I've only made out with girls when I'm drunk and them push them away!" He said into my ear. I was shocked, he hasn't fucked any girls before! I was going to be his first. I enjoyed that thought. He took his shirt off and mine, then tossed them into the floor. I felt his cold tongue piercing on my bare chest as he licked and sucked on my skin. I arched a little as I felt his hand near my entrance. I gapped my mouth and took a deep, heavy breath. "You ready?" He asked. I put my face into his hair and nodded. "If you fuck me and then push me off like those other women you bet you'll never see tomorrow!" I said into his ear. He chuckled. He removed our pants, and I felt his member near my entrance. He pressed it against me, and I let out a loud moan. We continued like that for about 30 minutes. Bill has been here for an hour. I don't think he's ready to have sex. He still hasn't fucked me. As we kissed, I reached near his boxers and tried to pull them down, but he stopped me, "Ang, I don't want to hurt you," he said. "Bill, you ain't going to hurt me! Please!" I begged. He smiled some and un-snapped my bra. He squeezed my chest, making them hurt. I moaned loudly. Right as we were about to start, I saw two familiar pairs of eyes peaking around the door. "STOP! NO DONT LOOK!" I yelled at them. They jumped up and ran off. Bill sat up and got under the cover. I grabbed his shirt and yelled at Abby and Leana. "HOW MUCH DID YOU SEE!?" I asked, worried. They looked at each other. "About 5 minutes of it," they said, looking at their hands. "Don't tell anyone! Do you hear me? If you did, that would end badly!" I said. "When did you and Bill even begin to like each other?" Abby asked, confused. "Since I was in the hospital, he's - we like each other now....." I said shyly. Abby and Leana looked at each other and smiled. They happily danced. I watched them, they were happy me and Bill finally like each other. I saw Bill and ran back into the room. He looked scared. "They aren't going to tell anyone! I promise," I said, wrapping my pinkie around his. I turned on my radio, and we lay back down. I've never let a man expect Connor touch me. Connor was the dumbest mistake I have ever made. What was the point in even being around other men now, I have Bill. He might have other ladies but who the fuck cares!? It's just a one time thing. He kissed my neck. He removed his shirt that I used to cover myself, "You smell like me now, I claim you now!" He jokingly said. "Sure buddy boy," I said as I laughed at him. He bit some on my neck skin leaving a purple mark. It's a hickey! Well, I gave him one, too, he enjoyed that. His ex kept calling him, but he ignored it. He tossed his phone into the floor and put his body weight on me. His warm, soft skin closed me in as we wrapped around each other. He rubbed the inside of my thigh, I shivered, and my bottom lip quivered a little. "Like that, huh?" He seductively said. I nodded. He kissed my torso and then my thighs. He came back up to my face, "we've got some really risky business, don't we?" He asked. "Fuck yeah," I said. I heard Tom's voice coming up the stairs. "TOM YOU WALK AWAY FROM THIS ROOM RIGHT NOW!" Bill yelled in a nervous haste. I chuckled and hugged around him as he hovered above me. Bill's long fingers played with my necklace. "I'll replace this old fake silver with my real silver," he said. He was right about the necklace being fake. Funny he can point out the fake stuff. Maybe he could point out those fake women!