Use Your Hands And My Spare Time

Part 1

"Billy, no marks" you hissed as you pushed his face away from your neck.

"But that's no fun" he said lustfully as he moved back to your skin and started sucking harshly on it.

"I'm serious" you said more sternly and you gripped his hair and pulled it back, removing his mouth from you.

He grinned at you as you pulled his hair, his tongue hanging out of his mouth devilishly, he continued his attack on your hips with his, grunting and huffing with every movement and you moaned loudly at his touch, arching your back into him, his hips stuttered against you as his body tightened up.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" he breathed into your ear and you felt yourself closing in him.

"Me too" you whispered back.

You kissed each other hard as you both climaxed, your body's shivering with pleasure in unison and as Billy pulled his mouth away you gasped loudly, he pressed a final kiss to your lips and reached over onto his side table, panting and grabbed the hand towel that lay there, he slid himself out of you with a grunt and cleaned himself, he then cleaned you up, tossed the towel onto the floor and collapsed next to you on the bed, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and kissed your cheek.

"How long till you have to go?" he asked, placing a cigarette between his lips, they were red and swollen from the rough kisses you two had shared. You glanced up at the clock and shrugged.

"Like, 20 minutes?" you picked up his zippo and lit his cigarette for him.

"Imagine what we could do in that time" he said with a smile and a drag of smoke.

You laughed softly and stretched your arms above your head, you looked down at your clothes on the floor.

"Shit, how did we spill beer on my shirt?" you picked it up and grimaced at it dripping.

"Who cares?" Billy replied defiantly.

"I do! I have to put it on and go meet–"

"Just wear one of mine" he cut you off sharply and leaned over the side of the bed, he threw a t-shirt at you loosely and you caught it. You brought it up to your face and inhaled, the scent of Billy's cologne and cigarette smoke filling your nose.

"It smells like you." you commented, pulling it on over your head.

"So do you." he said with a grin and you smiled back at him.

"You want me to drive you there?" he asked, running his eyes over you, admiring how you looked in his loose fitting t-shirt.

"I can walk." you answered softly.

"Nah, I'll take you, it's okay." he said as he sat up, stubbing out his cigarette and tugging on some clothes.

The pair of you climbed into his Camaro and he started the engine, pausing before driving off he looked at you and placed a hand on your thigh

"You gonna kiss me goodbye this time?"

You peered through the windshield to make sure you didn't have an audience, then leaned forward and kissed him longingly. He pulled away and gently touched his forehead with yours, his eyes closed, a low hum coming from his throat.

"C'mon" you sadly quietly, he tore himself away from you with a huff and began to drive.

You parked outside the arcade and looked out the window, your boyfriend Michael was stood waiting for you, looking up the street impatiently. As you turned to open the car door, you felt Billy's grip tighten on your thigh

"Same time again tomorrow?" he said with raised eyebrows.

You licked your lips and looked out of the car window.