SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

Chapter 39 ~ "what have you done J?"

JEN

"You bitches ready to go or what?" Chase asks, looking up from his phone.
"Fuck yeah. Get me outta here." Justin replies, as he reaches for his bag.
I snatch it off him and throw it on Chases lap, leaving Justin with an adorable little smile on his face.
He puckers his lips, and nudges his head for me to come closer.
Standing on my tippy toes, I gently rest my hands on his hips, and press my lips to his for a quick peck.
"Love you." He whispers, ever so softly.
"Ditto baby." I grin, as he twists his fingers into mine, grasping loosely onto my hand.
Chase stands, as the door opens, Dr. Roberts entering.
"All set to go I see?" He asks, smiling over at Justin.
"Yeah man, I'm out." Justin grins, clearly excited to go home.
"You've got all your prescriptions?" He asks.
Justin looks to me, and I nod, having placed them all in my bag.
"Well...I'll be seeing you tonight when I pick your mother up." Dr. Roberts smiles.
"Thank you Dr. Roberts." I smile, excited for the fact he's taking my Mom out again.
Chase isn't so impressed, but he'll get used to it. Such a fucking sook. This guy really needs some pussy asap, so he can stop concentrating on everyone else's love lives.
"Please...call me Jake." He smiles.
I nod back, mirroring his smile.
"Can we go? I want my bed!" Justin groans, like a little toddler.
"Your bed?" I ask, frowning up at him.
"Our bed...your bed...which is ours..." He smirks, pulling me into his chest.
He pecks my forehead softly, running his hand down my side before squeezing my ass in his hand.
"Okay...I've seen enough. Bye now!" Jake says, shaking his head.

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"Baaabbbbeeeeee..." I hear from the bathroom, making me giggle a little.
I throw my homework to the side, and walk down the hall to the bathroom.
"Yes?" I ask, opening the door.
I can't help but laugh, as I see Justin stuck in his shirt, not being able to lift it over his head.
"Help!" He groans, only making me laugh more.
"What is it baby?" I ask, closing the door behind me and walking closer.
"I'm stuck!" He mumbles, his shirt over his face, one hand stuck above his head, his left arm sitting by his side.
"Seems to be the case..." I whisper, reaching out and rubbing his cock through his pants.
"Hey! Don't do that..." He growls, taking a step back.
"No?" I ask, moving closer and unzipping his pants.
"Jen...please..." He whispers from above me as I kneel on the floor, bringing his pants and boxers down with me.
"You're a little bitch, you know that right?"
"Sorry baby, I can't understand you with your shirt over your face. You're a little muffled..." I smirk, taking his semi hardness into my hand.
I hear him draw in a quick breath, and exhale it harshly as I wrap my lips around him.
"I can't see, and that's not fair Jen!" He groans.
I take him deep into my throat, as he releases a loud muffled groan from above me.
Once he's completely hard, and told me I'm a 'bitch' over and over, I stand in front of him.
"What the fuck? Where'd you go?" Justin asks, as I stand a couple of feet in front of him smiling to myself.
Without answering, I grab his hand and pull him towards me, as I back myself against the basin.
Slipping my jeans and panties off, I perch myself up on the basin, and pull Justin between my legs.
In one single swift move, I grasp his cock and force him into me, making his knees shake and a thunderous groan escape him.
As he works himself into an even pace, his thrusts hitting me perfectly every time, he begs me to pull his shirt off.
"You don't need to see anything J." I whisper between moans.
"Jen..." He growls, his tone almost scary...threatening in a way.
It sends shivers down my spine in the most exciting way, and I find myself reaching down and gently removing his shirt.
Once I've thrown it on the floor, I see the blazing fire in his eyes. The pure need and hunger turning his beautiful eyes almost black.
Biting my lip, as I stare back at him, he merely shakes his head before pulling out.
Grasping my hip, he spins me around so that I'm looking at our reflections in the mirror. His hot heavy breaths hitting the back of my neck as he stares back at me.
"Fuck..." I whisper, something that escapes me from pure fear.
"Damn fucking straight!" He growls back. "Take your clothes off!"
I pull my shirt over my head quickly, and throw it beside me.
Justin slips his hands beneath the back of my bra, pulling me towards him with a jolt. I can feel his cock pulsating against my ass cheek, making me anxious for the oncoming assault I'm bound to receive.
"What have I told you about playing games Jen?" He asks, his soft lips running up my neck, contradicting the harshness of his voice.
"I..." I start, only to have him interrupt.
"Shut it!" He growls, pulling my ass against his crotch and running his cock between my legs.
He unclips my bra, and lets it fall down my arms.
"Mmmm...saturated baby. Fucking dripping for me!" He whispers menacingly into my ear, before slamming into me.
My eyes quickly fall closed, as I grasp onto the basin, trying to steady myself against his harsh thrusts.
"Open your eyes!" He snaps, a hard slap against my ass echoing throughout the bathroom, my loud moan following straight after.
Snapping my eyes open, I quickly find his eyes in the reflection of the mirror, and see him nod approvingly.
His fingertips of his right hand dig into my hip roughly, and I'm convinced he'll leave bruises. It excites me that he wants to mark me in every way possible. His left hand sits softly on my lower back as I'm forced forward and bent over the basin.
I get lost in the beautiful reflection of the mirror, watching my beautiful man claim ownership over my body once again.
I bite my lip as he brings his right hand up to his mouth, his forefinger and middle finger disappearing into his mouth.
He stares back into my eyes, a little smirk on his face as he lowers his hand and presses his wet fingers into my ass, pleasure filled painful shockwaves jolting through my body as a squeal escapes me.
I watch a grin work its way onto his beautiful face, staring back at me before he lowers his gaze to watch himself fucking me.
He holds his beautiful cock deep inside, while thrusting his fingers into me harder now, the pain disappearing only to leave absolute pleasure in its wake.
"Mmmfffgggg..." I moan, forcing my ass closer to him, begging him for more.
"Such a dirty little whore!" My beautiful man smiles, the foreign words somehow turning me on so much more.
"Yours!" I whisper, bringing a hand up to squeeze my breast as he watches.
"Mine!" He states, suddenly slamming into me harder as his bottom lip disappears between his teeth.
Shit, he looks so absolutely beautiful. His sexy muscles evident and now covered in sweat. His teeth tightly clenched now, making his beautiful jaw line stand out. His beautiful eyes shining back at me, filled with the strangest mix of absolute need, hunger, love and adoration, creating swirls of gold to run within his honey brown orbs.
His hair is messy, and slightly falling over his eyes. The way I love it.
His harsh assault on my pussy and ass takes over all my senses, as I stare back into the eyes of beautifully created perfection, and the fact that he's all mine, leaves me a screaming mess.
"Justin!!" I scream, holding tightly to the basin.
"So fucking good baby!" He groans, staring back into my eyes.
"Baby...oh...shit..." I whisper, before inhaling deeply and holding it, as pure pleasure tears shreds through my body, the beautiful most intense orgasm I've ever had ripping through me like a steam train.
I watch as Justin smiles back at me, watching me fall from so high up, leaving me a panting mess.
Feeling him pull out, I'm a little surprised as I know he hasn't cum yet.
A sudden excitement in his eyes is reflected back at me, his hand softly running over my ass cheeks. Suddenly I'm nervous and I have no idea why, but the look in his eyes is telling me I should be.
When I feel his soft warm tip, saturated in my juices, sit against my reasonably innocent ass, my eyes widen.
"It's ok baby...just breathe!" He whispers, before leaning down and kissing my back softly.
I take a deep breath, and feel him force himself in the tiniest amount, pain once again rippling through my body, but somehow I'm too excited. Maybe because I know it's something he's wanted to do for a while, and I don't want to deny him of anything.
His cock, still covered in my wetness, goes in a little further, as he lets out a loud groan.
"Is that good baby?" I whisper.
"Fuck baby...you...oh...I can't...fucking hell!" He groans, as his hand holds the front of my thigh gently.
"You do it baby...I don't want to hurt you!" He whispers, suddenly frozen as he gasps for air.
"No...I want you to do it J." I reply, watching his eyes fall closed in pleasure.
"You tell me to sto..." He whispers with hooded eyes, before I quickly cut him off.
"Shut the fuck up J, please..." I whisper, suddenly wanting him deep inside of me in any way possible. To once again, own me if every way possible. Make every single part of me his and only his. The way it's always been.