SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

Chapter 42 ~ A warm welcoming

JEN

Opening the front door of the house, I look around in the entryway expecting to see Justin waiting for me.
Not seeing him anywhere, I take a peek into the lounge room and can't help but notice how clean it is.
There are no dirty socks lazily thrown onto the carpet next to the couch.
There's no used cereal bowls with leftover milk or dirty glasses carelessly left on the coffee table, awaiting my next visit.
He's gone to the effort to clean the house, and it makes me smile in appreciation.
"Babe?" I call out, throwing my hang bag on the couch.
It's then that I hear the tinkering of piano keys, but no sign of Justin sitting at the piano, which I gaze at with a frown.
Taking another look around, I try and figure out where the noise is coming from, which is a useless task, considering the surround sound Justin has installed throughout the house.
Peeking down the hallway, I begin the search for my beautiful man.
I smirk a little, as the crazy vision of him sprawled somewhere in the house covered only in whipped cream and strawberries, suddenly pops into my head.
I let a giggle slip from between my lips, shaking my head a little at the idiotic vision, however quickly decide I'd love nothing more at this moment.
I'd have the time of my life eating right off his beautiful toned body. Sucking whipped cream from his tip, as he moans along.
Those beautiful moans that make my panties moisten with desire.
Suddenly I want nothing more than exactly that!
As gentle words of the song fill with house, I listen carefully and smile to myself while I continue on with my search to find him.
I wander down the hall, peeking into the bathroom, the spare rooms and the kitchen. Memories seem to accompany every single room, and I find myself tugging down on the hem of my dress once again. Every delicious, cunt saturating memory that comes to my mind as my eyes lay upon every surface of the house.
I jump a little as I hear a noise, and suddenly I'm thrown into another tasty vision of Justin bending me over and taking me from behind instantly. I feel my pulse start to race as though it's actually happening, and find myself grasping at the bench top, heavy breaths escaping me.
It wouldn't surprise me in the slightest, if he was to jump out from somewhere. It would be a very easy thing at this moment, considering I'm wearing no underwear.
He can just slide right in.
I shake the dirty images from my head, suddenly even more eager to find him, a little disappointed that he hasn't pounced on me already.
"Justin?" I call from the bottom of the stairs, drawing it out in a 'where arrrrre you' type of tone.
I sigh, and make my way up, my fingertips running along the smooth railing of the staircase.
Standing in front of the bedroom door, I'm surprised it's not the first room I checked. Although, it seemed that obvious that it should actually be the last place I look.
Turning the knob, I take a little peak in to see what appears to be darkness. I almost close the door, assuming he's not in there, but I'm caught by a vanilla scent, wafting from the small gap in the doorway.
Pushing the door open more, my mouth is completely drained of every bit of moisture. Instead, I feel as though all of that moisture has gone to my palms, as my right hand unwillingly slips from the doorknob.
The whole room is adorned in a beautiful purple glow, due to the hundreds of candles placed in purple glass candle holders throughout the entire room.
Red and white rose petals lay gracefully over the bed, and the vanilla scent tops it all off perfectly.
Each and every one of my senses seems to be glowing along with the room I'm in. I feel the blood rushing through my veins like never before.
As a soft voice starts, I suddenly recognize the new song, as my heart beats rapidly and those butterflies are released within my belly. Jason Derulo sings 'The other side' acoustically as I'm thrown back to the last once again.

*flashback*

"You're so fucking tight." He groans, before pressing his lips to my forehead again and holding them there.
"Please?" I whisper with the need to have him closer.
We stare into each others eyes for a moment, before he pulls all the way out.
I feel his tip run over my sensitive clit, before slowly entering me again.
A loud groan escapes him, as he forces his way back inside, my fingernails digging deep into his shoulders before I wrap my arms around his neck, needing him even nearer, if that's even possible.
With every slow gentle thrust, the pain begins to ease a little.
Our sweaty bodies pressed together tight, he speeds up the tiniest bit, as I feel his cock pulsate against my walls.
With his fingers caressing my waist, he goes a little deeper, causing my breath to hitch in my throat for a moment.
His beautiful moist lips resting against mine, he groans a quiet "kiss me baby". He doesn't need to ask twice, as I press mine against his, catching each others harsh breaths, more so than kissing.
When there's a little jolt of pain, I can't help but bite down on his lip, causing him to slow down a little.
His apologetic yet loving eyes stare down into mine, and I feel every single emotion running through his body as though it's my own. This incredible experience taking us over. Taking us to a whole new level.
He looks more beautiful in this moment, than he ever has before. His teeth occasionally latching onto his bottom lip, his eyes filled with lust. His hair is messy now, due to my hands that have been grasping at it, and he has beads of sweat running down the side of his face.
The amount of love I have for this man is completely and utterly unexplainable. It's not normal. He's beyond perfection.
"Baby...I'm gon' cum already...you're so fuckin' tight and warm..." He groans, looking into my eyes.
"I love you J...so fucking much!" I whisper, as I grasp onto his biceps.
"Holy fuck baby...You've got no idea how much I love you." He replies in a whisper, almost sounding as though he's in pain.
"You've stopped moving again J..." I smile up at him.
"I know baby, you feel so fucking good though." He groans back, before whispering "You're so beautiful baby" and placing a gentle kiss on my nose.
"You are." I smile back.
He shakes his head, "No ssshhh...Let's not argue right now baby..."
I hold his face within my hands, pull him closer and pour every emotion I'm holding within myself, against his lips.
"Fuck babe..." He groans heavily against my lips, before resting his face in my neck, his hot breath caressing my burning skin.
"I love you J!" I whisper softly into his ear, feeling him tense up at the words.
"Say it again..." He groans, quickening his thrusts.
"I love you baby." I whisper again, my lips brushing against his earlobe as my fingers tangle in his hair.
"Again!" He says again, sounding more like a grunt than anything else.
"I love you. I always will." I smile, knowing that it couldn't be more true.
"Fuck...baby...more!!" He yells, as he grasps my thigh, wrapping my leg around his waist.
He's deeper now. Surely he couldn't fill me even more!
"I love you J, I fucking love you!"
Feeling him pulsate against my tight walls, he lets out a strangled "Oh my fucking...I love you..." followed by the sexiest noise I've ever heard, a few curse words and beautiful moans, before I feel his hot load spill inside of me.
I quickly decide I love the new incredible feeling, as I hold him close, listening to him humming along with every slowing thrust.