Miss O'Connell | B.E

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Divine had to try to fall asleep. She had to prove to herself that she could.

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Divine leaned back against the wooden bedframe, her hands on Billie's hips, guiding her as she positioned herself over Divine's throbbing length.

"God, Billie... you don't understand," Divine murmured, "you don't understand how much I've missed you."

Billie's breath hitched, her head falling forward as the throbbing heat of Divine's tip pressed against her entrance. Divine's gaze locked on the sight before her, mesmerized as her length began to spread Billie open, parting her folds and sliding into the wet space.

A broken breath escaped Billie's lips, her body trembling as Divine slowly filled her, inch by inch. The stretch sent her stomach into spirals, and she clung to Divine, burying her face in her shoulder. Those moans, so pretty, Divine had been so eager to hear them again.

Divine smiled softly, threading her fingers through Billie's hair as she pushed her hips upward, fitting the rest of her length inside. Billie gasped, a shudder running through her as she felt Divine's pelvis press flush against her own, fully seated.

"Oh—Divine... I missed you too," Billie whined.

A deep groan rumbled from Divine's chest as she eased billie's hips back up. She adjusted Billie's position, holding her steady, her hands tight on her full hips. She couldn't believe she was touching her skin again, after spending far too long craving her like dessert.

Billie whimpered softly into Divine's ear. Her soft arms wrapped around Divine's neck, tightening to support herself. With a quiet moan, she began to move, lifting her hips and sinking back down, taking Divine in with every motion. Her pace quickened, finding a rhythm that sent soft, breathless cries spilling from her lips.

Divine let out a groan, her fingers sinking into the flesh on Billie's hips as she guided her up, and down on her thick girth. She felt the rapid beat of Billie's heart against her skin, the delicate tremors rushing through the smaller woman as she clung to Divine.

Divine hissed as her throbbing tip repeatedly brushed against Billie's cervix. The soft, wet walls clung to every ridge and vein of Divine's thick cock, stretching to accommodate her.

"I was dying without you, Billie," she whimpered into her ear, "I don't think I could ever live without you."

Billie let out a piercing moan. abnormally loud. A scream. Her walls tightening around Divine as she wrapped her arms even more securely around her neck. Divine furrowed her brows in worry, running one of her hands up Billie's sweaty back until she reached her head, tangling her fingers in Billie's hair. She tugged her back gently to meet her eyes.

"Billie?" Divine whispered, her voice breaking slightly. "Are you—"

The words caught in her throat.

As Billie's head tilted back, Divine's heart plummeted. The beautiful ice-blue eyes she adored were gone. They rolled back, and their place was. Nothing. White. Empty. Hollow porcelain staring back at her.

Divine let out a sharp gasp, as everything began to dissolve. The walls went all fuzzy and faded, melting into white. Just white. Blinding white. Her chest heaved as her breath quickened. She reached for Billie, who was drifting away from her, desperately trying to feel her.