No Good For You

thirty one

Sada
March 21st

Her fingers slid up to my neck as she gently squeezes it sending butterflies to the pit of my stomach. Her other hand slid up my thigh as she held eye contact with me. Her eyes held lust mixed with a fiery passion, making my head spin.

"What do you want?" She asks brushing her lips against my neck sending shivers down my spine. Something in her voice sounded different. Deeper, raspier, hungrier.

"I want you. Please." I beg feeling embarrassed at my desperation. She barely touched me and I was already about to unravel.

"How bad?" She smirks sliding her hand into my panties. She kicks my legs further apart and gently rubs my clit. I don't say anything, too tongue tied to even form a sentence. She adds a little more pressure and I bite my lip to quiet any moans that are creeping up my throat.

"Let it out. I don't care if they hear you." She takes her hand from around my throat and presses me into the door harder. She slides her finger inside of me making me gasp. I look down at her hand and my skirt pooled down at my ankles.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back when I feel her hit my gspot. She slides her hand in my shirt and massages my nipple sending me over the edge. A knot gets caught in my throat when she quickens her pace and uses her thumb to massage my clit.

"Faster." I moan out and she happily obliges making my stomach tighten. I open my eyes and lean up some to kiss her sloppily. I moan into this kiss and pull away feeling myself about to cum. I lean my head against the door and adjust my body feeling my knees weaken.

"Do you love me?" She asks , adding another finger and I nod not being able to form any words. "Say it."  I lick my lips and she changes her pace going painfully slow making sure to press her fingers against my spot harder.

"I love you Billie."

I pop up from my bed and look around my dark room feeling out of body. I blink a few times to adjust my eyes and sigh realizing I'm not pressed against a door being fucked senseless by Billie.

I lay back down putting my hands over my face. "I hate her." I groan and flip my covers off of me feeling extremely hot. This is the second dream I've had of her this week. The first dream was the same besides her hair was different and we were in my bathroom.

In my last dream she looked the best I've ever seen her look and her dominance was something I wish to see before I die. Dream Billie had me speaking in tongues and begging for mercy.

I get up to tip toe down the hall and down the stairs to my kitchen. I open the fridge and grab the brita to fill up a glass. I gulp it down and fan myself to cool down. I lean against the counter and try to collect myself. I glance over at the clock seeing it's 3:17am.

I fill my glass back up and put the brita back in the fridge. I tip toe back up the stairs and into my room. I shut my door and put the glass on my bedside table. I lay back down and slide back under my covers to try to sleep. I close my eyes and toss around in my bed not being able to get comfortable or still the throbbing of my core.

"I'm so horny." I whisper putting my hand on my forehead and sighing. "I should film myself and send it to her." I smirk devilishly but shake my head dismissing the thought. "Let me just go to sleep."

I fluff my pillow and toss to the other side so I can get comfortable. I close my eyes but quickly open them when my phone buzzes on my dresser. I flip it over squinting at the bright light and see it's Emery. I groan and slide the bar over.

"It's 3am Emery."

"Yes it is and I can't sleep." She whines. I roll my eyes and prop my phone up against my other pillow.