𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 • 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝

꧁ 19 ꧂

꧁☘︎︎𖢻☘︎︎꧂

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐲

Waking up the morning after sex with Billy is completely different to anything I've experienced before.

Aka, Rusty.

I'm not lying alone on a bed feeling hot with sticky residue on my thighs - from his release, not mine.

I'm lying comfortably on my bed feeling clean and cool. My thighs are coated in nothing. The duvet isn't over me and the fan is on but I'm not cold, just content because Billy put his shirt on me.

I'm so content that I don't even notice Billy isn't by my side.

When I do notice, though, I'm frowning until I see my phone, the notification from him being the only one I pay attention.

william💓
had to get to work but I should be done with Ross by one if you wanna do something

I'm on the brink of kicking my feet and squealing.

꧁ 𝟒 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ꧂

"He's got a missus!"

"Fuckin' unbelievable!"

Billy ignores the playful ridiculing from the other men at the after party of the rodeo.

His eyes are on mine as we slow dance to upbeat songs.

I grin up at him and he returns the smile to me.

"You're drunk."

I shrug. "We have a lot to celebrate tonight."

We do. Rusty went to a hotel for his last few nights today, Billy once again won all his competitions and Ross won his first - barrel racing. And it's my birthday.

Obviously him and Billy weren't in the same category. They're quite close now, more close friends rather than just trainer and trainee.

He doesn't know about me and Billy, though.

Billy hasn't been asked to leave home either and while he sometimes asks me if my parents want him out, they really don't. They love him.

I've drunk a lot more than I planned to tonight because for some reason I didn't anticipate just how many women would be eyeing Billy up. And coming up to him and openly flirting with him in front of me.

And some of these girls are... unearthly. Huge tits in plaid shirts that are tied above their stomachs, shorts halfway up their asses. Most are coated in makeup but some you can see are very naturally pretty.

The worst part is that I know he's had sex with multiple of these girls.

Were they good? Were they better than me? Were they-

My thoughts are cut off by Billy brushing my hair back and placing his hat on my head.

I have to tilt my head back further to meet his eyes due to the rim of the hat blocking some of my eyesight.