Horns // Billie Eilish

Five and a Half

Billie

"You sure?"

"100 percent."

I don't even have to think about my answer, all my reservations completely slipping from my mind. The last time I felt like things were getting close to escalating I put an end to them quickly because all I could think about was Maia and her feelings for Alexis, but right now that's one of the last things on my mind.

Right now I want Alexis, and I always talk big about how I go after what I want no matter what, so I might as well walk the walk.

The straps of her bra slip down her arms when I undo the back clasp, and she pulls back slightly to take it off the rest of the way.

I stare up at her with my lip between my teeth, my eyes trailing over her body shamelessly. God damn, she's sexy.

"Your dad won't come in right?" I ask and she chuckles as she shakes her head.

"Nah, he learned the hard way not to walk in when I have someone over," she replies and I laugh at that.

Her hands slide up my back to take off my bra too, and she stares down at me hungrily after tossing it to the side.

I'm a little shy about my body to be honest, I don't even wear a bikini when I go swimming, but the way she's looking at me makes me feel sexy and wanted...even though I just ate, like, 8 pounds of taco bell.

She leans down to connect our lips again while her hands roam over my body, eventually settling on my tits. I moan into the kiss while she massages them in her warm hands and tweaks my nipples until I whine, feeling a wetness growing rapidly.

"Lexi," I mumble against her lips and she pulls them back slightly. "I need more."

"Patience, princess," she whispers and presses her knee between my legs, applying just enough pressure to tease me, but not enough to relieve the ache I'm starting to feel.

God, she's barely touched me and I already feel like a needy mess. And I know I'm supposed to hate it when she calls me princess, but it sent a shiver down my spine when she whispered it like that.

Her hands trail down my body until the reach my sweatpants, and she tugs at the elastic waistband teasingly before starting to push them down my legs, my panties coming off with them.

I watch her as she scoots down her bed, pulling my sweats and underwear down with her until they're all the way off, leaving me completely exposed to her.

Her hands grip my ankles and spread my legs wider, making my cheeks flush involuntarily.

"This okay?" she asks and I nod, which prompts her to lean down and start kissing up my thigh.

She pauses every couple of inches to suck and nip until a little mark starts to form, then she moves up higher.

"Fuck, please stop teasing," I beg and buck my hips up, not giving a shit about how needy I'm acting.

She simply chuckles in response and I whine in frustration, moving one hand down to thread into her soft hair.

"Please," I repeat weakly and that must do the trick, because she finally swipes her tongue through my wet slit once.

I moan in relief at the feeling and buck my hips up again for more, which she gives me.

She laps at the wetness eagerly before finally burying her tongue inside of me, which makes me grip at her hair tighter and moan louder.

Her hands grip my thighs while her tongue works inside me as if we've done this dozens of times, somehow finding all the spots that make me squirm with ease.