I hadn't noticed how good her legs looked until I saw them in those flannel shorts. I set my plate on the counter next to her and grip her hips, pressing my front against her back. "I think I'd like your bed a lot better..." I whisper into her ear before kissing her neck.
She takes one of my hands and guides it into her shorts. "I can't wait that long." she whispers. I rub circles on her clit and she lets out a moan. I dip a finger into her entrance, "Mmm you're so wet mamas." I rasp.
I slide two fingers inside of her and she throws her head back, "Fuuuuck!" I pump my fingers in and out of her, my palm hitting her clit as I do. I kiss her neck on that sweet spot, eliciting an even louder moan.
She grabs my other band and guides it up to her breast, fuck. I take her nipple in between my fingers and pinch lightly. I curl my fingers inside of her, "Right there Billie!"
I pump my fingers in and out of her faster, "Come on mamas, cum all over my fingers baby." I say before attaching my lips to her neck again.
I feel her walls tightening around my fingers, her moans getting louder.
"Fuck fuck fuck, shit I'm cumm-" she starts before her orgasm cuts her off. I slow the pace of my fingers as she comes back down.
"Holy shit Billie..." she says as I pull my fingers out. She turns around, kisses me and then turns me around and smacks my ass. "Go upstairs and I'll be up in a minute to take care of you baby."
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I wake up and stretch, a few of my bones creaking. I head downstairs following the smell of coffee to find Mac sitting in the window seat in her living room sipping on her morning cup of coffee.
"Morning mamas," I say making my way over to her and kissing the top of her head.
She grips my hip and a few of her fingers graze the skin underneath my shirt, "Good morning baby." she says giving me a smile and then it falters.
Oh no.
"Hey, can we talk about something serious for a second?" she asks.
That's code for I wanna break up, right?
"Uh yeah, sure..."
She scoots her feet and pats the space in front of her. I take the hint and sit down, crossing my legs. "So before you freak out and start crying over some fuck shit because you think I'm breaking up with you, I'm not."
"Mamas you had me fucking sweating!" I say with a laugh.
She reaches up and smacks my thigh, "This is supposed to be serious Billie!"
"Ok ok. I'm being serious." I say holding up my hands in defense.
She takes a deep breath, "This is hella awkward but I wanna talk about Hayden."
My face contorts into one of pure confusion, "You want to talk about, my ex? Why?"
"Because you never mentioned her prior to running into her on the street a couple weeks back, she paints you after three years of not being together, and now her therapist is calling you. Have you thought that there's something deeper going on?"
"Mac I'm not getting into this..." I say starting to get up, but she blocks me in using her leg.
"No, most of the time I let you do your thing without getting too involved, this is not one of those times you can push me away so I'll give you space." she says.
"Ok fine..." I say flipping my hair to the other side, "Can you be more specific with your questions though?"
She nods, "Sure. Why did you two break up?"
"Fuck me..." I say groaning. I really don't wanna do this.
"Later baby, we're being serious right now." she says with a smirk.
I give her a glare, "The main reason, she and I broke up is because she had accused me of cheating when I wasn't, and was so insistent on it that she wouldn't let me explain myself."
"Were you cheating?"
"No I wasn't. That's not to say that I haven't been young and dumb though. A few days later I went to her office and literally gave her the ring I was planning on using to propose to her with and left her. The day you met her, she was wearing it on a necklace..." I explain.
"You do realize that's probably the only thing you've given her that she can physically hold onto? She gave you art. I've seen your apartment Billie, her name is all over the place." she says taking another sip of coffee. I hadn't thought about it that way before.
"You said you met with her therapist? How was that?" she asks.
"Uh weird... when I brought up when we broke up she took notes but I didn't ask her about it."
"How would you feel talking with Hayden in a controlled environment? Would that give her closure?"
I shrug my shoulders, "Maybe."
"You should call her therapist and set up a joint appointment. Give her that closure Billie." she says as she gets up. I stay there and just look out the window, thinking about her advice. As much as I don't want to do this, I text Layla.
B
-can I meet with you and Hayden at her next appointment-
Layla
-Are you ok?-
B
-I'm fine. Just wanted to talk to her with you there.-
Layla
-Ok... next appointment is this coming Wednesday, 2:00. I look forward to seeing you.-
I hope I don't regret this.
a/n: I literally sent a voice message of me moaning... I wanna die. 🙃
Also huuuuuuge shout out to blubrry- for the inspiration. I love you bubbie! 💕
