Is that... Billie Eilish?

hands - 20

smut warning throughout the chapter blah blah blah enjoy

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Anne's pov...!

"You couldn't wait, huh?" I said, and before she could reply I grabbed her cheeks and kissed her eagerly.

I hop off of the island and Billie pulled me closer to her, grabbing my hips.

This time was my turn to separate and go to her neck, with one hand tangled in her hair I moved her head to the side to give me more space. I stretch the collar of her shirt a little to start sucking on that area, wanting to leave a mark.

I lick it over and observe my recent work.

"Fuck... let's go before we get interrupted again" she said making me chuckle, she took off her glasses and left them on the counter as she dragged me outside the kitchen. The hat had already fallen off a while ago.

As soon as we entered her room she closed the door slamming my body into it, earning a surprised gasp from me. She waste no time and started kissing my neck again causing me to let out soft moans every time she sucked or bit it gently.

The hands that kept a firm grip on my hips keeping me close to her now move to my shirt, unbuttoning the few buttons that were still fastened.

With one last kiss cornered at the door, I pushed us both to move towards her bed.

She sat on it and put her hands behind my thighs making me sit on her lap, without taking out her now darker blue eyes full of lust of mine, she slid my shirt off my shoulders leaving me in a black, see-through, bralette.

She bit her lip as she watched me but I didn't give her any more time and grabbed her face, bringing our lips together again. Her hands on my lower back pressed my body towards her and my hands went down to the hem of her shirt.

She took the hint and pulled away, reaching for her shirt. We tried to take it off, but in our desperation it got a little stuck, making us both burst into laughter.

She gave me a few pecks on the lips to return to where we were, while her hand rubbed my back, I nodded slightly looking into her eyes and she unhooked my bralette.

Our eyes never left each other, not even when she slid the straps over my arms or when she tossed it aside.

Although it's not the first time we've made out, it's the first time we're going to see each other naked. And honestly, this whole atmosphere we've created, along with who she is, how she looks at me, and the way she touches me, makes me feel very comfortable.

Her right hand caresses my back while her left hand holds my cheek, drawing me into a much more delicate kiss than the others tonight.

Her hand moves from my cheek sliding gently down my neck, making me moan into her mouth in response to the slight pressure she applied there. She continued, tracing her fingertips down the center of my chest, and then pulled away, biting my lower lip. Now with both hands on my waist, she traced kisses down my neck moving slightly lower while I tangled my hand in her hair again.

"I just need to look at one more tattoo now" she said pleasing a kiss in my '333' tattoo between my titties. Her voice now was raspy and low, carrying a hint of desire that sent shivers down my spine.

With our gazes locked she stuck out her tongue and licked my nipple, making me inhale shakily and arch my back for more.

When her mouth closed around me I couldn't hold my gaze any longer.