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[ Smut ]

As soon as Billie and I enter our house, she slams me into the wall. I yelp, causing her to chuckle darkly, the teeth of the jacket she wore biting into my skin as she inches closer.

"So what was all that?" She said, irritation prominent in her voice. Her eyes bore a dark lustful gaze as she pierced my eyes with hers. It was not only unnerving, but extremely sexy. She was definitely pissed, and absolutely I loved it. I don't know if it's the newfound confidence or the still very potent aphrodisiac, but I decided to test her boundaries.

"What do you mean, baby?" I say, my face contorted into faux innocence, "You may have to go into detail so I can understand what's making you so upset."

She throws her head back in laughter before pinning my wrists above my head with a loud, harsh thump. I gasp, watching as her eyes rake over my body. She smirks before leaning in, her warm breath hitting the crook of my neck.

"Oh, so you want to play dumb now? Is that it?" She said, punctuating her rhetorical question with a soft kiss on my throat, "Well, allow me to jog your memory."

I softly exhale as I feel her knee push in between my thighs, pushing my legs apart. "You were such a naughty girl tonight. Wearing that dress," she reattached her lips to my neck once more, causing me to shut my eyes. One of her hands come to tangle in my hair, cradling the back of my head, "the dirty talk..."

Her voice then wavers back into frustration, growling while her hand in my hair grip tighter, "touching me without permission. And in public, no less..." She then sinks her teeth into a particularly sensitive spot into my neck, causing me to moan. She chuckles before pulling back, meeting my eyes once more. I swallow thickly, my confidence plummeting at the sight of Billie's domineering prestige. "And now you want to play the angel?" She punctuated her interrogation with a sharp tug of my hair. I whimper at the mix of pain and pleasure, the whiplash causing my eyes to bore into hers. She scans my face, to the rosiness of my cheeks, to my wide eyes. Truth be told, I was slightly scared but excited for what she's going to do all at once. She observed me like a predator, even baring a toothy smirk to trail her tongue across them. "Oh, baby. I think you knew exactly what you were doing."

Now it's my turn to chuckle, albeit breathily, "I will admit, it was hot watching you switch submissively."

I guess my response surprises Billie because she starts to flush. Her reaction then distracts from the task of holding my arms securely onto the wall, the loosened grip giving me a chance to slide under her and quickly pin her to the wall in my place. She softly exhales, holding her breath as I lean into her ear.

"You don't know just how much you turned me on being submissive for once." I whispered, "Listening to you beg for me and your sweet little whimpers made me so wet."

Her blush then becomes darker, her eyebrows then raised. She looks impressed, whether it be my strength or just how weak she is to my touch and filthy words but either way it's just the reaction I was seeking.

"Oh, yeah?" She said, biting her lip to hide a smirk forming on her face, "Well that's just too bad because it's never happening again."

Billie then grinds her hips onto my body, startling me. She rips her locked wrists out of my grasp before reaching behind me to grip just below my ass to hoist me up. I squeal, immediately wrapping my legs around her. I look down at her to see her looking at me, smiling before reaching up to place her soft lips onto mine. She then tries to walk upstairs to our bedroom while carrying me, but finds difficulty in the task. I feel a smile start to form in the kiss, because she never makes an attempt to break the kiss. In fact, it only became more fervent. She snakes one of her hands up to my head to grip my hair, sliding her tongue into my mouth. My moan quickly breaks off into a giggle when my back hits a wall, a picture falling off and onto the floor. I break the kiss, chuckling some more, "Maybe one of us should pick that up."

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