if only

chapter 15

I shut the door behind me, muffling Billie's heavy breathing and soft moans. I smirked to myself; I was eager to return to her as quickly as I could, but more than that, I wanted to see what she'd do. Would she move?

Would she cum?

A shiver ran down my spine, and I turned quickly and headed back to the living room.

Mags was lounging on the couch with a bunch of Billie's snacks, watching some old movie.

"Hey, so I'm gonna stay," I muttered. She didn't move. "Mags?"

"Okay," she said, shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth. "That's cool."

I cleared my throat. "Um, so you can take my car, and Billie will drive me there tomorrow or something to get it."

Slowly, mags turned to look at me over the arm of the couch. "Why?"

I wanted to fidget, but I willed my body to appear calm. "Because we're gonna talk some more. And hang out..."

Mags' eyes narrowed. "Where's Billie?"

I blinked. "She's, uh... pooping."

Mags shook her head. "I'm smarter than you, Shawn. What's going on?"

I rolled my eyes. "Figure it out, if you're so smart then."

"I'd rather you tell me."

"Fine, we're gonna fuck, okay?!"

Mags slowly grinned, shaking her head. "Just wanted you to say it. Give me your keys."

She got up and stretched, and I tossed my keys her way. She caught them and reached for her shoes, her bag, and one last pet for Shark.

"She tied up in there or something?" She smirked as she passed me. "Take a pic for me?"

I shook my head. "Love you, Mags. Thanks... for today."

She nodded as she backed out the front door. "Yeah, yeah. Love you, too, you kinky fucker."

. . . . .

I came back a while later to find Billie sweating heavily, her whole body shaking... but still on her knees.

I pulled the chair from the corner of her room to the side of the bed, turning it to face her, and sat down, watching her.

"Damn, baby," I murmured. "You look so good..."

She whined a little, a hard shiver running through her body. "M-Mags gone?"

I nodded, squirming as I watched her. The vibrator between her legs was still buzzing lightly, trapped loosely against her clit by her panties. "Bet you wanna cum, huh?"

She whined desperately, and nodded. "Yeah..."

"What light are we at?"

She groaned a little, dropping her head back, hips twitching. For a moment I thought she'd tap, and I held the remote at the ready.

"Green," she groaned through gritted teeth. "But—"

"No buts," I muttered. "If it's green then I'm in control, and you'll cum when I say you can. Let's see if I can make you feel a little better, though..." and I turned the setting up on the vibrator.

"Oh fuck," she gasped, suddenly leaning forward and planting her hands on the bed.

"No," I said quietly. "Get up."