The Defendant ✧ (Bill Gambini x reader)

12.

It had been a couple of days since the kiss and I hadn't heard from Bill. My head was in a constant battle of thoughts, mostly negative ones. I didn't want him to hate or blame me, or even tell Blair. She already despised me enough. 

Most people spend their Friday nights out clubbing or having fun whilst I was at home with a bag of takeout watching cheesy romance movies. The evening was chill until there was a thunderous knock on my door. Checking the time, it was 10 pm and I wasn't expecting anybody.

I opened the door to come face to face with a furious Bill. "Are you okay?" I asked, surprised. "No I'm not fucking okay" he replied, barging past inside to my apartment. I was nervous, faulting myself as I followed him into the living room.

"What happened?"

Bill paced the room angrily, his footsteps heavy. Then his heated gaze settled on me and his lip trembled. "So I'm at home, right? Planning this damn wedding when there was a knock on the door. I open it, it's a guy I've never fucking seen before-" 

He ran his hand through his hair.

"He asks me if Evangeline was there so I'm obviously confused and I tell him that only me and my fiance live there but he's insisting it's the right address so we got into a small argument. Then he fucking pulls out a piece of paper with our address on it...WRITTEN IN BLAIR'S HANDWRITING! They met at a bar."

My jaw dropped open wide, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I mean, I knew Blair was a bitch but to cheat on Bill? That's as low as anyone can get. "I'm really sorry, do you wanna stay here tonight?" I offered. He nodded his head and flopped down onto the couch with a sigh.

I sat beside him, his head instantly meeting my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around his body, slowly rubbing his back and whispering sweet nothings. "What did I do to deserve this..." He muttered. I lifted his chin. "Absolutely nothing. If I were yours I'd never hurt you" I replied softly.

He looked up at me with puppy-like eyes. "You mean it Y/n?"

I nod. "I do."

[smut warning!! Skip to the next chapter if smut is not for you]

Without hesitation, he pulls my face closer and smashed his lips onto mine sparking a makeout session. After a moment, I pulled back. "S-shouldn't we wait?-" I asked. Bill shook his head. "I want you" he replied. 

"What?"

"You heard me"

It all happened so fast. Before I could process it, Bill carried me into the bedroom and threw me onto the bed. He towered over my small build, I watched as he unbuckled his belt. "Are you comfortable Y/n?" He was soft in his tone but firm. I nodded.

His jeans fell to his ankles as he leisurely stepped out of them, kicking them aside. He then pulled me up to stand before his lips met mine. The kiss was gentle, yet it was clear he wanted me. 

His hands lowered down to my hips, then my ass.

With a swift movement, he picked me up and we fall onto the bed with a little bounce. We continued to make out until we were breathless pulling apart. He tugged on my clothes and I got the hint.

With each clothing item I removed, he planted a kiss on my body before ripping his own clothes off. "Are you ready Y/n?" He asked, his hand on my cheek.

I shouldn't have agreed...But I did.

Bill smiled and kissed me softly, meaningfully. It was everything and more. I was so distracted by his whimsical lips that I gasped when I suddenly felt him slide into me. With a whimper, my nails dug into his skin.

"Shh it's okay" he whispered. When I gave him a nod of approval, he started to thrust. My furrowed eyebrows, my closed eyes, I knew he could see the emotion on my face. I tightened by choice around him and by his grunt, I could tell he was allured to me.

His thrusts were almost effortless as he pounded deeper and deeper, he definitely knew what he was doing. My legs wrapped around his waist as our fingers laced together, the eye contact ethereal.

After countless nights of dreaming to make him mine, it was happening. In a way, I could've almost thanked Blair for messing up. "B-Bill I'm g-gonna cum" I alerted but he already knew by the pulsing of my walls against his dick. 

He finds his release first, letting out a loud groan as his head sunk into my neck. It took only a few more strokes for me to find mine with a moan, both of us a shaking mess. We were exhausted by the time he finally pulled out.

I snuggled up tight against his chest as I listened to his erratic heartbeat. "Are you okay?" He fussed over me. "I'm perfect Bill, thank you" I whispered. He set a hot kiss on my forehead before drawing the blanket over us. "I've got a lot of figuring out to do..."