𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 ➼𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐄.

08 | dreaming

warning: masturbation

i had opened the door to my room and flopped on the bed. the fresh air from my open window brushed my nude body. it felt comforting. suddenly, the feeling of last night flooded back to me. the feeling of her breath on my skin, and her fingers...

oh god.

the way she looked at me during those moments. the moments drunk me could barely remember, but were burned into my brain. it all felt like a dream. maybe i was dreaming. billie. i missed billie's taste on my lips. the way she moved her mouth when it was pressed against mine. her magic way of making my name sound stunning when she said it. i had to be dreaming.

i felt my hand slowly slither down my bare thigh and brush against my clit gently. i felt a shiver surge through my body. it was so familiar to the one billie gave me. a heavy breath slipped out of my mouth as i touched myself again.

"billie," i whispered, shutting my eyes as i thought of her body.

my middle finger swirled my clit in a circular motion. my mind immediately went to her round, beautiful boobs. she never showed them to anyone. she hid her body. but not from me. the image of billie's hands cupping her boobs as she straddled me filled my head. fuck. her eyes looked at me in a way i couldn't describe. i had to be dreaming.

my finger dipped into my soft spot. i pumped it slowly in and out, trying to replicate the sensation she created. with each push in, i felt her breath against my core. with each pull out, i saw her suck her fingers of my juices. my breaths turned into deep moans.

"billie," my moan was louder now. almost concerning. i didn't want her to hear me,but i wanted to hear her name. it was a reminder of her taste, her body, her eyes, her lips. billie became a word with meaning. i slipped a second finger in.

i was incredibly wet. the image played over in my head. my fingers pumped faster and faster. i sucked on my bottom lip, holding in my moans to no success. the moans became constant. each pump meant another gasp for air.

"billie...!" i moaned.

i was whimpering now. the feeling of my fingers inside me sent a surge of pleasure into my body. every inch. i wanted every inch of my body to be discovered by billie. i wanted her to know me better than anyone has. i wanted her hands on my waist, tongue in my lips, fingers in my core. i wanted billie. i needed—

"billie!" i released onto the sheets.

my final moan was a yelp. i breathed heavily, not thinking of the possibility of her hearing it. which was very possible. in fact, the neighbors might've peeped some of that. i laid on the bed, still fully naked and breathing heavily. what ever happened to getting changed? i don't know.

i picked up some loose joggers and slipped on a calvin klein bra. because let's be real, that shit is comfy as fuck and victoria secret can go break their kneecaps.

i stepped downstairs as if i didn't just cum to billie's name and placed my elbows on the counter. billie was sitting across from me on the tall chairs while still on her phone. she had a telling grin on her face as she scrolled.

i looked up at her. "what?"

she giggled. "if you wanted me so badly you could've just said so."