Miss O'Connell | B.E

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She gently shifted Billie, maneuvering her so she could lean over and feel around the floor. The ground was freezing cold when compared to the head of their bodies and the soft cushions beneath them.

Divine's fingers brushed over the smooth floor, searching blindly in the dark as she shifted, careful not to disturb Billie too much.

"You sure you left it here?" Billie whispered softly, leaning back on her elbows, listening to sounds of divine look around.

"I know I did," Divine replied, a little frustrated. She gave a soft laugh as her hand finally landed on something small and cylindrical. "Got it!"

She felt around a little more, her fingers brushing until they hit the fabric of her jeans. Reaching out, she tugged them closer and fumbled in the back pocket until her hand found the lighter.

The small flame of the lighter ignited with two flicks, an ever so fragile light appearing. She brought it to the candle, lighting it carefully. The flame grew, illuminating a small circle of about 30 centimeters around her, enough to see her surroundings.

As the light gave her more view, her eyes landed on a lamp in the corner. A smile tugged at her lips as she reached for it, sliding the candle inside the glass cover. The light expanded, filling the room to the brim.

She turned her head and spotted Billie, lounging back on her forearms in just her bra and panties, her curves traced by the shadows. Divine's smile deepened, "There you are," she said softly.

Billie giggled, biting her lip as her eyes slowly looked down Divine's toned, tall frame, admiring every inch. "Here I am," she teased, with sultry. Her blue eyes gleamed, slightly darkened with arousal. 

"God, you're so fucking beautiful," she whispered, slowly getting on all fours and crawling toward Divine.

Divine's heart rate spiked at the sight. The way Billie moved, the hunger in her eyes—it made her pulse race. She could feel Billie's eyes on her, burning holes into her very soul. As Billie closed the distance, Divine's breath hitched, her heart skipping a few beat at the sheer beauty that blessed her eyes.

The candlelight pulsed across Billie's features, with soft shadows over her sharp jawline which highlighted her pale skin in a way that made Divine almost feral. Billie's lips curved into a smirk as she crawled closer, like a predator closing in on its prey.

Divine couldn't tear her eyes away. The way Billie's body moved—fluid and graceful—had Divine mesmerized, hypnotized even.

Billie reached Divine, her hands finding their way to her thighs, squeezing them gently as she moved to straddle her lap. "You make it hard to breathe," Billie whispered, her voice low. Divine could see her lips, pink and swollen from the aftermath of their prior activities.

Divine's hands instinctively found Billie's hips, holding her firmly. "I could say the same about you," she breathed out, her voice thick with desire.

Billie giggled softly, her fingers trailing up Divine's arms, tracing the definition of her muscles before resting on her shoulders. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Divine's neck, sending shivers down her spine. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of touching you," she whispered.

Divine let out a soft groan, tilting her head back to give Billie more access. Billie's breath against her skin, her weight in her lap—it all felt like too much and not enough at the same time. 

Billie smiled against her neck, placing a soft kiss just below Divine's ear. She pulled back slightly, just enough to look into Divine's pupils.

Divine cupped Billie's cheek, her thumb moving to wipe the mixed juices left on the skin of her cheek. Billie's lips curved into a tender smile before kissing Divine deeply. The kiss was slow and sensual.