Catching Feelings

35

"B...wake up!" I shake her excitedly and repeatedly kiss her face until she pushes me away.
"Shut up J..." she mumbles, still half asleep.
I place my hands flat on the bed on either side of her and bounce her up and down "No...come on! Get up...let's go do something!"
She  rolls away with a sigh of annoyance "Stop it! It's too early...since  when are you a morning person? I hate it...go back to normal."
"Never! Now get up before I get a glass of cold water to pour on you." I warn.
She pulls the comforter up over her head "If you do that I swear to god..."
We've  been in Stratford since last night, a little trip home before the tour  heads overseas and I'm eager to get the hell out of this room and do  something so I stand and yank the covers off of her and tug her ankles,  gently dragging her out of bed.
"Alright...alright I'm up!" she snaps with a little smile to ensure I know she isn't really mad.
I peck her forehead with a kiss when she rises to her feet "Good girl...now go get ready."
Looking me over for the first time she seems surprised to find me showered and dressed "You're ready to go?"
"Yep!" I nod "So hurry up...we're gonna take the ATV's out...so just get dressed, we're gonna get dirty as fuck anyway."
She shakes her head "No, I want to shower first, it wakes me up...but that sounds perfect J...give me fifteen minutes."
"Fifteen minutes?" I sigh.
"You're so damn impatient..." she complains while heading towards the bathroom.
"Yeah," I call back as she walks away "I am. So don't take a million years in there."
"Fine..." she agrees, dragging the word out before closing the door.
"And no baths!" I add for good measure because she'd lay in the tub for an hour if I let her get away with it.
I prop myself against the headboard  of the bed and pull out my phone while I wait, finally yelling towards  the door "It's been 22 minutes B..." just before she pulls it open and  emerges with her still wet hair pulled into a messy knot. I watch her  walk across the room to her suitcase completely naked...every inch of her  perfect body on display as I look her over.
"On second thought...maybe we don't have to leave just yet." I say quietly "Come here..."
"No way!" she laughs "You ruined my plan to sleep in for this. We're leaving now."
"You walked out here like that on purpose you fucking tease, I know you did. That shit ain't right B."
"I did not!" she argues while giving me mischievous grin that tells me I'm 100% right.
I nod down in the direction of my jeans "Well now we've got a little problem...come fix it."
"Not a chance Bieber..." she blows me a kiss and continues to get dressed.
"You're such a bitch..." I say lovingly with a wink and a shake of my head.
"You love it." She points out while pulling a hooded sweatshirt over her head.

~

An hour later we're in the woods surrounded by little creeks,  miniature hills and the large pits of mud beneath them. She sits atop a  bright red 4 wheeler listening to my instructions as I stand beside her  and point things out.
"Okay, so this is a standard transmission...you  know how to drive a standard car right? You know...stick shift?" She nods  "This is basically the same thing. Your clutch is here..." I tap it with  my finger "You're gonna hold it in while you start it." I give her the  go ahead  "Give it a try." 
I expect to have to help her and talk  her through it more than once but she looks up at me with a little smile  "You mean like this?" She asks just before expertly bringing it to life  with perfect execution.
"I grew up in Pennsylvania J..." she yells  over the noise of the engine with a laugh "Do you think I've never been  on a 4 wheeler?"
I lean in closer and raise my voice to be heard while handing her helmet over "That was fuckin' hot!"
"You're ridiculous! She laughs again "Now come on...your girls gonna show you how it's done!"
I raise an eyebrow "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah." She nods with a competitive gleam in her eye, pulls her helmet on and speeds off, spraying me with mud as she passes.
"That's  it! You're done!" I yell even though I know she can no longer hear me,  jump on my own ATV, crank it to life and tear out after her.
When I  catch up to her I swerve around in front of her and slam into a huge  puddle of muddy water, covering us both instantly and then turn the  handles in the direction of another, soaking us in mud all over again  when I slam down into it.
To my shock she suddenly speeds past me  with a flash of a cocky wave and guns it over a hill up ahead, all four  of her wheels leaving the ground momentarily until she rises off her  seat a little, making sure she lands as dramatically as possible.
"Show  off!" I yell stupidly because there's no way in hell she'll hear me. I  give it some more gas and chase after her because, truth be told, I'm a  show off too and there's no chance of me letting her show me up.
Later,  we pull up alongside each other, exhausted and pumped full of  adrenaline...our clothes soaked and caked with the mud that is also  splattered across our faces.
"You give up Bieber?" she asks triumphantly.
Normally  this would spur me on and I'd want to go again, but she looks sexy as  hell all dirty and winded and I want nothing more than to get her back  to the hotel.
I pretend to be defeated "Yeah, you win...lets head back."
We pull into the designated area where I have previously arranged for them to be picked up  and start back to the car.
It dawns on her when I'm opening the passenger side door for her "We can't get in the car like this J..."
"Why not?" I shrug.
"What do you mean why not? Look at us...we're filthy!"
"So what...I'll have the seats cleaned. Who gives a fuck."
She  gives me a 'whatever you say' look and slides down into her seat with  the expression of someone committing a crime on her face.
I grab her up the second we step through the door of our room.
She squeals with delighted surprise "What are you doing?"
I  spin her around without answering and press her up against the wall.  Dropping my lips to softly suck her neck, the taste of mud mixes with  the taste of her skin and it somehow makes me want her even  more...bringing me almost to the point of desperation.
I figure she'll protest and tell me to wait until she's had a shower, but I couldn't be more wrong.
She  wraps her legs around my waist and allows me to hold her up against the  wall...when her fingers rake through my mud streaked hair I moan in quiet  pleasure with my face buried in the crook of her neck "Do you have any  idea how fucking good you look right now? You're a mess..."
"Put me down..." She demands with heavy gasps of desire.
I  settle her down onto her feet and follow her with my eyes as she drops  to her knees, looking up at me from beneath her lashes as she begins to  unfasten my pants. "You're a mess too...I can hardly stand it." She licks  her lips with anticipation "How do you make every single thing you do so  fucking sexy?"
I reach down and stroke her cheek with my thumb,  leaving a little streak of mud in my wake as she reaches in and fists  her hand lightly around my cock to pull it free "I was gonna ask you the  same question..."
Her eyes drift closed for a moment with my touch,  but just before her lips sink down around me, she opens them again and  locks them in on mine.
I groan loudly with relief as I'm instantly greeted with the soft warmth of her mouth and tangle my fingers in her hair to guide  her along, watching intently until the sight of her, dirty from head to  toe and disheveled giving me head becomes too much and I have to lift  my gaze to the ceiling in an effort to lessen the urgent need to let go  and cum in her mouth. But it does no good and I quickly pull her away.
"Don't make me cum..." I order with a deep, frantic breaths as I try to calm down a little.
She pouts a little "But I want to..." and then tries to descend back down around it.
I hold her back by her hair and allow only the tip to slide passed her lips "Gently baby...just for a minute."
She  sucks softly, pulling back every few seconds so that I can watch her  tongue swirl and circle over it. But it's still too much and I have to  pull her away again.
Bending down to wrap my arms around her waist  again I haul her to her feet, press my lips to hers in a deep, lust  filled kiss, lead her toward the bed and lower her down against it so  quickly the air rushes from her lungs. The comforter still lies in a  puddle on the floor from this morning when I pulled it off of her and  the crisp white sheets are almost immediately covered in streaks of mud  as she writhes beneath me while I tug her shoes and jeans off. I  position myself on top of her, take my cock in my left fist and slip  into her right away. Wild moans and gasps begin to tumble from her,  making my head spin with the almost painful level of lust only she can  bring to me and I don't bother to take her shirt off as I begin to fuck  her. I merely push it up roughly, pull the cups of her bra down and take  her right nipple into my mouth, biting and flicking my tongue against  it as her hands lower to grip my hips tightly, pushing and pulling me in  and out of her faster.
I raise my head and nip her earlobe with my  teeth and whisper "You're making a fucking mess B...what's housekeeping  going think? They're gonna know that I had you up here all dirty and  covered in mud, fucking in this nice clean bed..." I tell her just because  I know the thought will make her even hotter. But it backfires and once  again, I'm fighting the urge to cum.
Her fingers find my hair, curling into it while she breathes "You look fucking amazing..."
I  raise my own hand and run it through, leaving it messy and then run my  tongue over her muddy yet somehow still sweet tasting neck "I should've  fucked you right there...Should've just snatched you up and made you cum  right there in the woods..."
She grits her teeth and makes a sound  that's somewhere between a moan and a growl, and I decide it must be the  sexiest thing I ever heard and that's it...I'm cumming, and it's so  sudden and fast I'm helpless to stop it.
I somehow find the words "I'm cumming baby...cum with me B...now. Come on babygirl...fucking cum."
I  feel her tighten around my cock the moment the words pass my lips and  smile a little as her moans give way to screams that are so loud I  wonder if they can hear her from the adjacent rooms "There you go...That's  my girl..."
I hold on and continue to fuck her without missing a beat  as her orgasm goes on far longer than mine and only slow to a gradual  stop when she relaxes fluidly beneath me with a sigh that catches in her  throat.
I move onto my side and pull her with me, kissing her  slowly, carefully, taking my time and then run my fingers through the  muddy tips of her hair.
"Want me to wash it for you?"
She nods with a dreamy sleepy look in her eye and I stand and offer my hand...leading her to the bathroom for a shower.

***

After  Justin and I finish our shower together, he steps out quickly and I  linger behind. I let the steaming hot water continue to wash over my  body. I could stay in here forever to be honest. There's this thing with  me and baths and showers, it's just so relaxing. I emerge a few minutes  later though, drying myself off and picking up the towel that Justin  has left lying on the floor. It drives me absolutely insane when he does  this. I hang his towel up, muttering to myself the whole time and wrap  my towel around my still soaking wet hair. I slip into the white fluffy  robe that the hotel has provided...I should see if they sell these, it's  so unbelievably comfortable and cozy.

I'm padding out to the  living room with a bottle of lotion in hand when I see him sitting on  the edge of the bed, oh his phone, deep in conversation. He wears  nothing but a pair of red adidas jogging pants. His hair is still wet  but looks perfectly mussed as usual. He seems upset, his elbows rest on  his knees and his hand is bracing his forehead.
He just keeps saying  'I know, I know followed by a few yes' . I sit down beside him, curious  as to what is going on and pump a dollop of lotion into my hand. He  looks up at my briefly with a strained smile but I can see the worry in  his eyes. What the hell is going on? I strain to listen to whoever is on  the other end of the line but I can't hear a damn thing. I nudge him  and when he looks up at me again I raise my eyebrow as if to ask him who  he's talking to. He mouths Scooters name then gets up and walks away. I  continue rubbing lotion into my arms and legs waiting for him to come  back into the room. I really hope it's nothing serious. All this stress  lately seems to be really getting to him. He doesn't make any mention of  it usually but I can see the toll it's taking here and there.

He  comes back into the room a few minutes later and tosses his phone down  on the bed. "We need to talk B..." He paces back and forth.

I give him my full attention "What's up..you seem upset."

"That's because I fucking am..I'm so sick of all this stupid bullshit!" He rubs his forehead and continues to pace.

I pat the spot beside me on the bed. "Here come sit down and tell me what's going on..."

He  quickly plops down beside me. "Well apparently someone decided it would  be a good idea to take a few pictures of me at one of the parties I had  in my room during tour."

I look at him and wait for him to continue but he doesn't "Annd?"

He sighs loudly and looks me in the eye. "I guess they are of us B..you sitting on my lap..."

"Oh."  I say quietly. He knows how badly I have wanted to keep this quiet. I  love that it's our little secret and that the media can't pick us  apart..that's why I haven't wanted it to get out. Plus I just like  having my own privacy. I don't want to be stalked the way he is and  that's exactly what would happen if the media found out but I guess they  know so that's all going to change now. I don't want him to stress  about this because of me though.
I throw my arms around his neck and  try to sound as upbeat as possible "It's okay baby..no big deal..it was  going to get out eventually anyway right? That's what you always tell  me."

He places his hands on my arms and gently pushes me back a  little. "But that's not just it B..I'm smoking a blunt and I guess there  are other pictures too..Scooter has copies of them to me but I guess  they are all over TMZ, Twitter..you name it."

I try my hardest to keep my voice even and not to panic. This is exactly what I didn't want to happen. "So now what?"

He  shakes his head. "I don't know, Scooter says we aren't releasing a  statement but I need to meet with him as soon as we get back which will  have to be tomorrow."

I narrow my eyes "Really? That's surprising..I figured he'd be scrambling to do damage control..Is he pissed?"

He falls back on the bed and throws his arm over his eyes. "What do you think?"