You sit on the steps of your porch wearing nothing but one of Billy's shirts and your underwear. You were waiting for Billy, a normal occurrence. Billy seemed to have his own measurement of time. He wasn't home when you got back and when he had finally called, he had promised to be back at 6.
It was now 7:15.
Your mind wanders to your time with Eddie earlier as you inhale deeply on your cigarette. You feel guilt in your stomach, though you hadn't done anything wrong, you had definitely wanted to. You think about his lips so close to yours. Those big brown eyes. His gorgeous smile.
Ever since being with Billy there has never been another guy who has caught your eye. You've never once thought of being with anyone but him. You loved Billy. You were his. You suddenly felt really confused. Your mind going wild. You're shaken from your thoughts when you hear Billy's camaro coming down the road.
He pulls into your driveway, gravel flying, AC/DC blaring through his speakers. He jumps out of the car and walks up to you slowly, a dozen roses in his hand. "I'm sorry I'm late. I lost track of time." he says, handing you the roses.
"You could have called." you retort, looking down at the roses.
"I did call." he argues and you roll your eyes at him.
"You called and said you'd be here at six, Billy. Where were you?" you question, your eyes narrowing.
"I was working on my car, babe. She needed a lil tune up." he replies smoothly. He reaches out grabbing your hand and pulls you off the step.
You turn to head inside and immediately toss the roses in the trash knowing it was going to piss him off.
"What the fuck y/n?" Billy says angrily.
"I'm tired of your bullshit excuses and you trying to make up for not fucking caring." you spit. "You can't just get me flowers and expect me to forget that you were over an hour late doing god knows what!" you continue, your voice rising with every word.
"Jesus Christ, y/n, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not off fucking someone else?" he yells back.
"Well it's not like it would be the first time." you say in his face, your voice ice cold.
"That was one fucking time y/n, one time and we had just started dating." he growls. "You can't hold that against me for the rest of our fucking lives."
"Right, so I'm just supposed to trust you now. Trust that you aren't just gonna go stick your dick in everyone." you shout, knowing you were escalating the situation but you didn't care. You kinda liked it.
"When are you gonna trust me? This shit is exhausting for me too." he says, his voice is frustrated. "I only want you." he sighs deeply, running his hands through his hair.
Something switches in your brain when he says that. There was a toxic part of you that craved this.
"Then show me." you whisper, stepping closer to him.
He looks at you, his eyes burning, a small smirk appears on his lips and your stomach flutters. He grabs you, kissing you roughly. You stumble backwards into the wall as his lips press hard against yours. His hand immediately comes to your throat and you grin wickedly.
"What do you want me to do to you?" he burns lowly in your ear. You feel yourself begin to throb below from his warm breath against your ear.
"I want you to destroy me." you breathe out and a deep moan escapes his lips.
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He picks you up quickly and carries you to your bedroom, tossing you on the bed roughly.
He swiftly removes his shirt and you take in the sight of his tan, chiseled chest. Billy climbs on top of you and you strip your shirt off as Billy begins kissing you.
He starts with your lips, then moves to your neck, sucking harshly. Small moans leave your lips as he marks you again and again.
He kisses down your chest leaving small marks on you as he goes down. You let out soft moans as his soft lips ghost across your skin.
When he reaches your panties, he quickly pulls them down and immediately places his head between your thighs. Your back arches immediately as he begins to devour you below.
"Billy!" you cry as you grip his sandy curls in your hand. You watch him as he swirls his tongue around your clit, his eyes locked on yours.
He locks his lips around your clit and gently begins to suck. He continues with a gentle motion until you're begging him for more.
"Fuck, Billy," you whimper, your hands taking an even tighter grip on his hair. He inserts two fingers inside of you curling them upwards while continuing to suck on your clit.
Your legs begin to tremble around his head as he quickens his pace and you feel your orgasm building fast.
"Billy, I'm gonna cum." you moan loudly as your hips buck up against his face. He hooks one arm under your thigh, pulling you closer as he continues working you with his fingers and tongue until you reach your peak.
Your juices flood his face but he doesn't stop. He removes his fingers and holds your hips down firmly.
"Ohh.. Billy.. fuck.." you squeal as he continues to suck your clit until you can't stand it anymore.
"Billy, please" you beg as he slides his fingers back into your drenched pussy. You begin to squirm under him, the sounds of your wetness loud.
He looks up at you, his fingers still moving in and out slowly.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asks breathily, his face glistening from your orgasm.
"Yes... it's too much, wait.. no, fuck...no don't stop!" you cry as you feel your second orgasm coming fast.
You move your hips grinding against his face and Billy moans into your pussy. You scream out his name as you fall apart beneath his tongue once again.
He climbs back up to your face and shoves his fingers in your mouth making you taste yourself. You swirl your tongue around his fingers and he grins wildly.
"That pussy tastes so fucking good, baby." he praises. Your chest is rising and falling fast as you try to catch your breath.
He pulls his jeans and boxers off and climbs on top of you. He slowly spreads your legs and enters you, gliding inch by inch into your slickness. You feel the delicious stretch as he enters you fully.
"Fuckk." Billy groans as his eyes close. You're so sensitive already, your legs begin to shake immediately. He knows he's torturing you. But it was the best kind of torture.
You moan in his ear as he leans down, thrusting deeper inside. He grabs your hands and places them behind your head, holding them there as he continues to ram into you.
He wasn't holding back, his thrusts become more and more powerful until you swear you're seeing stars.
"You like that, baby?" Billy burns as your eyes begin to roll into your head. You nod frantically, words escaping you completely. Billy's thrusts begin getting sloppier and you know he's getting close. He swiftly tosses one of your legs onto his shoulder. "Cum for me again, baby," he orders deeply.
Your body responds to his words as your orgasm pulses through you. Billy reaches his climax as well and you feel his warm cum release into you. You both lay there for a minute catching your breath.
"Holy shit." you pant breathlessly.
"Mmm.. fuck y/n." Billy hums deeply before kissing your forehead and rolling off of you.
"Well, still have an attitude?" he smirks, glancing over at you.
"Hmm." you pretend to think about it and Billy rolls his eyes but his lips are curled into a smile. "I guess I'm okay... for now." you finish, smiling back at him.
"I really do love you y/n." Billy says softly, leaning over to kiss your lips gently.
"I love you too, Billy." you kiss him back as his arms wrap around you, pulling you close.
So why the hell am I still thinking about Eddie fucking Munson?
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Who Says Three is a Crowd? (Under Construction)
Fanfiction**7/22/23 A/N: I will be updating this story slowly. It was one of my first stories and I feel it lacks a lot of development and needs some editing and revising. I will put a little star next to the updated chapters. I hope you enjoy! <3 Y/n has...
