Give me a reason

I can make you feel better

I stare at him blankly.

That was a really odd question don't you think.? Or maybe that's just because him asking about James is making me extremely paranoid.

"What about him?" I say unsure, buying myself time to think of an answer.

"I mean, like why did you date him, all of the shit he's done, like, why?"

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How am I suppose to answer a question I don't know the answer to?

"Do you know?" He asks, I shake my head, honestly not having a indication that my relationship with James was valid in anyway.

"It's okay, I get it. That's how I was with Selena. Our relationship was so toxic, but I stayed, because I kind of felt obligated to in a way, you know?"

I walk over to the couch, relax, close my eyes, take a deep breath in, And exhaling with

"That is the exact definition of what was happening. Or is."

He chuckles lightly, feeling the couch shift, indicating that he sat down. I open my eyes to find Justin sitting waaaaaaaaaay closer to me than I thought, I'm talking maybe a foot away from me.

My heart is honestly racing right now.

Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck.

"I know what you've been through." He says in an extremely low tone, looking into my crystal blue eyes, with his seductive honey ones.

"And I know what you've been through." I say mimic, starring into his beautiful colourfull orbs, he slowly creeps his hand ontop of mine. Holding it fully in his possession.

"You've made me forget about her." He says softly, his voice like butter. Honestly, the sexiest thing I've probably ever heard.

I honestly have no clue what to say to that. HELP?! PLEASE?!

Before I can even identify what words to say he moves closer to me, placing his large hand on the inner on my upper thigh, bringing his perfect lips to my ear.

Before he said anything he takes in a deep but silent breath through his mouth. Every second his warm breath hit my ear the desire for his body to be apart of mine grew like wildfire.

"I can make you forget about him."

My heart stops.

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I don't say anything at all, he brushes thebtip of his nose against my ear; that simple, small gesture made all of the nervousness fly away like an unwanted fly.

"Then show me." I announce before I even know what I'm saying.

He slowly adjusts his hand to my knee, all parts of me were disappointed of the more modest location of his hand.

"Am I showing you yet?" He whispers, I shake my head no slightly. He moves it up to my mid thigh, rubbing the top and then inner part.

"What about now?" He questions, I gulp and shake my head no.

He then, snail pace moves his hand right under me, I stop breathing right then and there. "And what about now?" He every so slightly runs his rose like lips against my momentarily sensitive skin behind my ear.

I nod.

He moves his hand up onto me. I shift in my place. He places a single kiss behind my ear, and begins to rub me.

I grab onto his arm and take his arm into a firm grip, he rubs a little more prominently. Kissing my neck.

I bite my lip, stopping a moan from coming out. "Don't hold it in." He orders in a low, sexy tone. I ignore his statement and bite my lip, trapping the noises inside of me.

He plunges his fingers into me my spandex and underwear our only borders.

I jump a little and immediately let out a moan. "You don't know what that does to me." He says his voice horce. He slide his hand down my skirt, and into my underwear. Rubbing me. "Justin." I moan, laying my head back. Letting my hormones officially take over.

"You're so sexy." He breaths in my ear.

I put my hand ontop of my skirt, on top of his hand, "Please." I say. "Please what?" He says biting my earlobe. "You know, stop, please, just, Justin please." I moan, wanting to feel his fingers inside of me.

"Call me Daddy." He demands, usually I wouldn't do this, because that's just disgusting but Justin... Definitely daddy AF...

"Daddy please." I beg, growing eager, and with that he plunges two fingers inside of me, I arch my back immediately.

He goes in and out faster than light travels I swear...

Oh my fish oh my gosh oh my gos

All of the heat my body contains is coming out right now.

"Daddy..." I gasp, my eyes tolling back, pleasure being my ultimate feeling right now.

"Fuck... Mammi, fuck..." He gasps back going faster.

My mouth drops open, "Justin please! I need you!" He grabs my hair "Call me Daddy baby girl." "Daddy please. Please." He rips off my cloths, and record speed takes his off too,

Hello 8" Justin...

Without warning he plunges himself inside of me. "Ah!" I scream once it's all the way in. He pulls himself all the at out and then thrusts himself all the way in, giving me the full pleasure.

"Fuck me! Daddy!" I shout, he picks me up and put me on the floor, he pounds into me, and then he goes slower, basically grinding on me, inside of me...

Smooth like mealted chocolate, he goes inside of me and exits so flawlessly... It's kind of an art at the moment.

"Cum for me baby girl." I didn't realize how much I loved being called that until Justin said it..

"1,2,3." On three he puts in one more than and we cum inside of each other.
He looks me in the eyes and kisses me on the lips. He pulls all the way out. He then picks me in bridal style, walks around trying to find the bathroom, he finds it and sets me in the shower, starts the water and starts for the door

"Where do you think you're going?" I say, he turns around and gives me a smirk, I return the gesture, he walks toward me pulling my body into his connecting our lips, zero guil in me right now.

Repeating what went on not two minutes ago in the shower... And might I add, I a one lucky bitch.