** S M U T W A R N I N G ***
I stared up into Billie Joe eyes, trying to decipher what the hell was running through his mind. He was getting rather ballsy lately. The fact that he even was walking around the outlet mall with me was new. But him coming up behind me, hugging me, and kissing me in public was bold as hell.
He just smiled down at me, making me smile back. Seriously, what on Earth had I done to deserve him? Whatever it was, I didn't know but I was so thankful for it.
He cupped my face with both hands and leaned in to kiss me, me meeting him halfway.
He pressed his body more into mine, as if it was even possible. I found my hips grinding into his effortlessly and subconsciously, making him chuckle when he broke away from our kiss.
"You act all innocent and then you go and pull shit like this," he whispered in my ear, making me blush. "and fuck does it ever turn me on." he picked up my leg and wrapped it around his waist roughly making me gasp.
"And you're so beautiful. So damn beautiful. How did I get so lucky?" he asked out loud.
"I ask myself the same thing" I whispered as his hands were shifting the fabric of the dress to the sides to expose my boobs.
He smiled at me. "No bra, huh? Something tells me you planned this." he smirked.
I mean, I took it off because it looked awkward as hell with the dress, but I just rolled with what he was saying.
"Someone's going to come walking by here any minute. Kinda weird how you're more interested in words than actions." I replied as cocky as I could.
His eyes went dark because of my words. He smashed his lips to mine again. I felt as if he knocked all the wind out of me.
He lifted me up and pushed me up against the wall, trying not to make a sound when he did. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Daddy's little slut is gonna be a good girl and be quiet for him, right?" Billie Joe asked, whispering in my ear.
I nodded at his words.
"Good girl" he praised me. The skirt of my dress had risen up my body due to me being up against the wall. I felt his hand move my underwear to the side and his finger ran up and down my slit for a moment, making me bite my lip to stay quiet.
I watched him unzip his pants and and push his boxers down. He was hard already and that alone made me want to moan. But I had to be quiet we were in public after all.
Without warning, Billie Joe slammed into me, making me bite down on my lip hard enough that I could taste blood. He looked up at me, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Gotta make this quick baby. As much as I love it when you scream, keep doing what you're doing." he leaned up and kissed my cheek as he kept pounding into me, almost relentlessly.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to moan. I could not believe how hot this was to me. I would never have been caught dead doing this or feel the need to have sex in public.
But this was Billie Joe. I'm starting to believe that he is a god damn sex god.
"Cum for me baby, I'm not gonna last much longer." he whispered, his fingers coming down to rub my clit excessively, making me cum almost instantly. I let out a high pitched whimper on accident, but that seemed to trigger Billie Joe as he set me down and started to cum. For some reason, almost instinct, I got down on my knees in front of him and that made him throw his head back.
After he was done, and I uh, got rid of the evidence that he was done, I got up and his eyes met mine.
"What was that?" he asked.
I felt myself get timid again. "Uh, I uhm, well. I had to clean up the mess. So no one would know."
He seemed rather amused by that. "You're fucking incredible."
Moments later someone knocked on the change room door, startling the hell out of us. "How's it going in there? Does the dress fit alright?" one of the employees asked.
"Y-yeah, I really like it. I'm going to buy it." I tried my best to say.
"Okay honey, whenever you're ready I can ring it up for you." she said, her voice becoming distant and the sound of her heels told me she was walking away,making me sigh in relief.
I picked up my clothes, off the ground and looked at Billie Joe expectantly. "Do you mind?"
"What? It's nothing I haven't seen before" he smirked. What an asshole. But, he's my asshole.
I glared at him playfully and he put his hands up in defense. "Alright, alright. I'll leave. Get a move on though babe, I'm starving and wanna take you out for dinner" he winked, making me laugh.
He opened the door slightly, looking around to see if anyone was in the hall before he walked out and shut the door behind him, leaving me alone to change back into my clothes.
I let out a sigh. I changed into my clothes, gathered up the dress in my hands, and walked out of the change room.
As I was leaving the change room, I nearly bumped into an old lady that was leaving her change room, that was next to mine.
"Oh, sorry" I said, seeing as I could have nearly ran her over. Seriously, she was smaller than me. Which I didn't know was possible.
"Oh that's alright dear," she smiled, making me smile. "is that your boyfriend over there?" she pointed at Billie Joe standing near the cash register, waiting for me.
"Uhm, yes" I smiled at her.
"Well he is definitely a catch and you two are adorable," she said making me smile wider at her. "and you two clearly love each other, from what I just heard in the change room next to me."
I felt my jaw nearly drop to the floor and I knew I was blushing profusely. "Oh god, listen ma'am I am so-"
"Young and in love, I know. You two look like you were made for each other. Just maybe try to keep it down a bit more next time." she winked at me.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Thanks for the advice, we'll try and keep it down... next time."
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A/N: Another update cause hi I leave for vacation tomorrow and won't be able to update for over a week !!!
So with that in mind, I had to give you all a smutty smut smut chapter in hopes to tide you over for that week. You naughty, naughty people ;)
Anyway, I hope you liked it, I think I'm getting better at writing smut tbh but y'all can be the judge of that.
Thanks for reading and I'll make sure to post and talk to you guys once I'm back from Cuba!! :)
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