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Billy

A fter I park the car, we sit for a minute. Lucy’s hands are folded in her lap.

I give her thigh a squeeze and she turns to look at me. Those thick lashes and pink lips are going to be the fucking death of me.

“You’re hotter than her.”

I hate that the cotton candy whore can carve into the insecurities she has. Lucy rolls her eyes and punches me in the shoulder.

Before getting out of the car, I lean over and leave a gentle kiss on her neck, feeling the warmth of her skin against my lips.

She joins me in getting out of the car, her fingers linking with mine. As we reach the porch, she walks past me to unlock the door. Her tattooed back shows through the rips on her tank.

“Coming, or you gonna stand there staring at me all night?”

“Could go either way. ”

Lowering my head with a grin, I follow her, and as soon as we enter the bedroom, I unbutton my shirt. I turn around, the sight of her erasing any remaining shadows in my mind.

“Stop staring at me like that.”

“Like what?” I ask innocently.

“You know,” she says, lowering her head as she continues to strip down.

The way she gazes at me fills me with a sense of worth, as if my heart is deserving of love and I am more than the darkness that lives within me. Every time, it leaves me in awe.

Crossing the room, I wrap my hand in her tresses.

“Like what, darlin?” I whisper into her neck before nipping her.

Lucy’s hands move across my waist, pulling me closer.

“Hmm?” I tighten my grip, and she whimpers as our bodies touch.

“Like I’m fucking amazing.”

With a tight hold on her hair, I look into her mesmerizing green eyes. I press my mouth to kiss along her jawline.

“Because you make me feel like I’m worth something. That’s the real beauty,” I whisper, releasing her from my grasp and twirling her in a circle. “Fucking perfect.”

“No one’s perfect,” she mutters. “Don’t start with the perfectly imperfect shit. ”

“Lou, I’m about this close to ripping my own eyes out so you can see what I see,” I say, and pinch my fingers together.

She laughs, and as she lies back on the bed, she’s the most incredible being I have ever laid my eyes on.

“Not only are you fucking gorgeous, but you can add on talented, creative, caring and smart. The sexiest fucking goddess I’ve ever had the pleasure of touching.”

As her mouth forms a perfect circle, I take a step forward, closing the distance between us.

I spread her thighs apart and explore her with my tongue, tracing circles around her sensitive clit while I savour her intoxicating aroma.

“Billy, I need you. You’ve been edging me since the fucking car.”

I move up her body, trailing my tongue over her flesh, squeezing her tits and licking each nipple. I continue to her neck until I brush my lips over hers.

She kisses me hungrily, and I return the same passion while I grind against her, needing to be inside her.

I kneel between her legs and spit on my hand as I stroke my dick. I slide in, feeling the plug through the thin membrane.

The tight heat that surrounds me is like heaven and hell intertwined around my cock .

Thrusting into her, I reach below us to press the butt plug and let it vibrate. Leaning forward, I grip her throat as I fuck into her. Seeking greater pleasure, she grinds against me.

I maintain pressure against her neck, observing the hazy expression in her eyes as her hand ventures between us, teasing her clit. Soon enough, her legs tense around me as she clamps down.

“Just like that,” I whisper.

Pulling out, I dive between her thighs for a taste. I pull the butt plug out and put it on the end of the bed for now, slipping my tongue over her tight asshole that I’ll be fucking as soon as I’m sure she’s ready.

I slap her ass cheek to watch it jiggle, and she scampers onto all fours. I kneel behind her and slam into her wet cunt. She grips the sheets and whimpers.

“My dirty, dirty little whore needs it rough?” I grip her tresses and pull her head back.

“Answer me, slut,” I grit out as I thrust into her.

“Yes!” she screams.

I let go of her hair and grip her hips while I fuck her harder. Looking down, I spread her ass cheeks and spit on the tight hole. Brushing my thumb over it, she moans louder and her pussy milks my cock.

I continue, and she freezes and lowers her head as she cries out and gushes around my length .

Lucy becomes boneless, but that won’t do for what I want. “Get back up, my beautiful cock whore,” I grit out.

With a firm grip on her hair, I pull her back, adjusting my thrusts to a slower pace.

I’m as deep as I can go, reaching forward to hook her like a fish, gripping the insides of her mouth on both sides. “That’s fucking perfect,” I growl out.

With drool running over my fingers, her juices coating my cock, it’s fucking euphoria. The familiar tingle rises through my spine.

I grip her tighter and I thrust into her harder until I can’t control it anymore. Pulling out of her, I scramble to her face.

Standing above her, I jerk off into her mouth.

Spurts of come trail over her chin, but she holds her greedy mouth open for all I have to give her.

Staring down into her dazed green eyes, I lower to the bed and grip her chin before spitting into her waiting mouth and arching my eyebrow.

She swallows everything, licking her lips when she struggles. I use my finger to push the mess on her skin into her mouth. Lucy sucks them clean. I bring her closer to me while I kiss her.

“Jesus Christ, you are everything,” I tell her.

I kiss her forehead before popping off the bed and grabbing her hand. I lead her to the bathroom and then head down to the kitchen to grab two glasses of water and walk back up the stairs .

Walking to the bed together, she grabs one of my band tees from the floor and slips it on. I hand her the glass of water. She avoids eye contact with me, becoming a hollow shell after sex.

“Lou, what’re you doing?”

“I just, the things we do—” she starts.

“No, this has never been about you. Unfortunately, you’ve been with the wrong fucking people. Anyone who’d deny you what you want is a fucking idiot. We’re not incomplete individuals searching for our other halves. We’re complete entities seeking the wild souls that resonate with ours, and I believe we blend beautifully.” Curling behind her, I hold her tightly against me.

“I love you. I’m sure it’s too soon or some shit, but I do, Billy.”

“Darlin’, I’ve always loved you.”

As she melts into my embrace, I hold her until she falls asleep. When she rolls away, settling her hand under the pillow, I slip out from under the sheet and pull the blanket over her.

Grabbing a pair of ripped-up work pants, I pull a shirt over my head. I pocket my phone and, with a quick glance at her, make my way out to the barn.

“Manhood? Seriously?” I glance up from her laptop.

Lucy’s lips are pressed into a thin line, and she covers her mouth.

“It’s hard,” she whispers.

“Certainly not when you refer to it as manhood.” I look at her like she’s the lunatic.

She takes the laptop back and glares down at the screen, as if it’ll change her lame words.

I unsnap my belt, dragging the zipper down before pulling out my dick.

“What’re you doing?” She asks, but I ignore her, staring into her eyes while I stroke myself to hardness. “Billy!”

“Does this look like my hard manhood?” I arch an eyebrow and relax against the back of the porch swing.

She grins and shakes her head, and as her hand moves to close the laptop, I stop her.

“No, here. Describe it in the document. Wouldn’t want you to be confused.”

She clicks away, and I continue to stroke, observing her dedication .

“You’re insane.” She closes the computer and pulls her feet from under her to stand. I laugh, because she’s got no fucking idea. I grip her ankle before she can get up. “Billy!”

I catch her before she falls with one arm and stretch my legs further apart, waiting for her.

“Come on cum slut, I know you want to suck my hard manhood.” I bite the inside of my lip to stop the grin that threatens to spread.

“You’ve made your point,” she says as she wriggles out of my grasp, then runs inside. My heart races with anticipation. I rise and pull up my pants as I stride into the house.

Slipping up the stairs, I see her putting away the laptop and wait for her in the hall. When she rounds the door straight into my chest, I stare down at her and arch an eyebrow.

“Darlin’.”

Her face flushes as she backs up, her gaze trailing over my body. I snap my fingers to the floor, and she kneels. I undo my pants and she pulls out my cock. Her soft hand strokes me and I look down into those perfect eyes.

“Suck,” I whisper.

Lou’s plump lips wrap around the tip as she slides her mouth up and down the length. Her long nails scrape against the bottom of my dick, and I roll my eyes back into my head .

The way she makes my world go ‘round is everything. Her speed increases, and she takes more of me down her throat. The freckles that sprinkle across her pert nose are so fucking adorable.

“Look at me while you suck my cock,” I command. She focuses only on me. “What is it?” I ask her. She garbles the words as she answers me. I pull my length out and stroke using her spit.

“What’re you gonna call it now in your story?”

“A hard cock,” she mumbles.

I rest my dick on her face, and she licks my balls, tipping me close to the edge. My hand grips her red hair and I force myself back into her mouth until I hold her against my hips and shoot jets of come down her throat.

“Good girl,” I whisper as she licks me clean. I reach out and brace myself on the wall for a moment as she sits back on her heels, looking at me, waiting for instruction.

I hold out my hand, which she takes, and stand her up. Brushing a kiss on her forehead, I lean forward and rest my forehead against hers. “Ready to go?”

“Where?”

“Date. I got it all planned.” I don’t, I’m winging it but I’ve decided that dates should be a thing. She deserves to know how important she is to me.

As she smiles, Lucy’s eyes sparkle with happiness.

“Did you finish putting everything up on the site?” she asks, and I nod.

Hand in hand, we walk down the stairs, our footsteps creating havoc on the creaky steps. I open the fridge and grab a loaf of bread, some cheese, mayo, and mustard to make sandwiches.

“I’ll pack up the orders later and drop them off at the post office on my way to my shop.”

“Can I see it?”

I never wanted to show her the filth that is my shop, but I’m comfortable with her. She’s never judged me.

I nod as I finish wrapping up the sandwiches.

“You can dye my hair there. We’ll go when we’re done with our date.” I grab a bag, stuffing some water bottles and snacks inside.

We cruise with the windows down, the breeze flowing through the car as the music pumps out of the speakers. I drive toward the area of the shop.

There’s a forest with a stream running through it. After I park, I grab the bag as we stroll through the trees to the edge near the water and sit on the grass.

“What is this place?”

“Found it a few years ago. Like how peaceful it is.”

I hand her a bottle of water and a sandwich, then take a nibble of my own. I should have planned an actual date, but another day .

“What do you think of the story so far?” She looks out over the trickling brook as I finish the bite of sandwich.

“It’s good, but the eye socket won’t work. Unless you want the guy’s dick to be scratched to shit from smashing the bones.” I look out at the water.

“Damn, okay. I have another one that I think might work. Wait, how’d you figure it out?”

What a loaded question. ‘Well, my darlin’, I’d do anything for you, so I made a guy fuck his girlfriend’s eye socket after I ripped the skin off her face.’ Doesn’t jive well for the date, so I shrug.

“I measured my dick and looked it up on a bunch of eye doctor websites.”

“Makes sense. I’ve read it before, but it didn’t seem like it would work.”

“What’s the next idea?”

“If someone could be skinned alive. It says they’d die from shock, but couldn’t you do it slowly, or maybe, like, light them on fire a little?”