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𝒇𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 : 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒆

As they waited for their food, they chatted about their plans for the day. Jesse had a few errands to run in the morning, but after that they could spend some time together. Maybe go for a walk in the park, or grab lunch at a diner they'd never been to before. Billie seemed excited by the idea, her eyes sparkling as she imagined spending more time with him.

Their food arrived, and the server set down an impressive spread of vegan pancakes, and waffles in front of them. Jesse's mouth watered as he took in the aroma of the sizzling food. They dug in, savoring every bite, and soon found themselves laughing and talking about anything and everything.

"This actually tastes good." Billie moaned, savoring a bite of the waffle. "I didn't think they could pull off vegan pancakes this well. You should try them." She insisted, offering him a piece. Jesse took the pancake from her, his lips brushing against her fingers, and took a bite. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sweet, fluffy texture and the rich flavor.

"Even a waffle makes you moan huh? I bet I could make you moan even louder," Jesse teased, grinning. He reached across the table, tracing a finger down her neck before resting it on her collarbone. The touch sent a shiver down her spine. "I bet you'd moan my name."

"I'd moan your name any day," Billie breathed, her cheeks flushed as his finger traced lazy circles on her skin. "You're the one who makes me feel this way, you know that?"

"I want you, Jesse. I want you so bad it hurts."

"Oi, we're in a fucking restaurant." Jesse chuckled, leaning in closer to her. "But I like hearing you say that. Makes me want to take you home and have my way with you." His hand found its way beneath the table, tracing a slow circle around her hip. "I want to feel you beneath me, wrapped around me, moaning my name."

Billie felt her underwear become damp at the thought of being with Jesse again. The way he made her feel so desired, so wanted, was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. She wanted nothing more than to be alone with him, to feel his body against hers, to taste his skin. "I wish we could skip the rest of the day and just go back to your place right now," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Well baby I gotta go get some things and-" Jesse chuckled as he saw her squeezing her thighs together, her face flushed. "-I mean, you know. I could always find a way to squeeze you in, if you're really that eager," he teased, giving her a wink. "But seriously, nothing distracts me from you, Bil."

He paid the bill and once they got in the car, Billie pushed him onto the backseat of his Royce. Jesse chuckled as he leaned back against the leather and pulled her on top of him. "You're insatiable," he murmured, his hands tracing up and down her spine.

Billie moaned as she straddled his hips, feeling his growing arousal beneath her. "You have no fucking idea," she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair. "I want you so badly."

Jesse groaned, his hips thrusting upwards against her. "Then take me, Billie. Take me deep." He arched his back, pressing himself against her as she lowered herself onto him, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony. The sensation of being inside her, feeling the tightness and warmth of her body surrounding him, was almost too much to bear.

As she began to move, their breaths became ragged, their moans filling the car. Jesse's hands found their way up her shirt, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching. He rolled his hips, thrusting deeper, feeling the familiar tightness building inside him. He could feel the edge approaching, feel the rush of blood to his groin as his climax neared.

Billie arched her back, her eyes closed as she lost herself in the sensation of being with him. She could feel the tension building inside her as well, her body tightening, ready to release. She leaned forward, her breasts pressed against his chest, and began to move faster, her hips undulating in a rhythm that matched the frantic beat of their hearts.