Nothing Like Us

chapter 15

I round the corner silently, wrapping my left arm around her waist, whispering "Where you goin' girl?" into her ear.
She laughs with a little squeal so quietly I wouldn't have heard her over the music of the party if I wasn't so close "To the bathroom. Didn't know I needed permission."
"Oh.." I smile, turning her around to press her against the hallway wall "Well, you do."
She pulls me closer "Okay, I'll play along...may I please go to the bathroom?"
I pretend to think it over "What're you gonna do in there? I need all the facts before I render my verdict."
She makes an adorable, defiant face at me "I'm going to check my lipstick nosy."
"Why?" I trail my thumb over her lips "Your mouth looks perfect. In fact..." I slide my hand into my pocket and pull out the two pills waiting there "Open it."
Her eyes lower to my fingers which hover close to her mouth, eyeing them "What the fuck J? Mollys?"
I nod and tilt my head to the side and give her a playful grin "Oh stop it baby girl...you worry too much. I already took a couple...it's been forever. C'mon... Just this once?"
"Justin..."
"Shhh..." I whisper, bending my knees slightly to kiss her neck "Open your mouth for me B...come on baby, daddy says open up."
She bursts into laughter just as I knew she would "Ew...I hate you! Don't call yourself daddy...it's weird and I hate it."
"I know. Me too, but...Daddy daddy daddy daddy..." I tease, singing the word over and over "I'm not gonna stop till you open that pretty mouth."
She groans in feigned annoyance and parts her lips with an exasperated sigh "Fiiiiine..."
I place them both on her tongue and then offer her my drink to wash them down "Lemme see."
She sticks her tongue out and allows me to inspect "Good girl..." I step away, land a swift smack on her ass and then start back down the hall, giving her another smile and the instruction "Hurry up." As I walk away.
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"You dumb fuck!" I laugh hysterically as I watch Za execute the running man perfectly in the middle of the room.
"Aye back up boy!" He yells back "This shit dope as fuck! Ol' school flow nigga...don't be mad cause you ain't got it...that shit ain't cute!"
"Shit..." I laugh, drawing the word out as I throw the blunt I was about to light at him because fuck it, I've got plenty more.
"Hey what are you doing?" B reaches for it as if she'll be able to catch it mid air "I wanted to smoke that!"
I turn my attention towards her and catch her heavy, glassy eyes as I hold up another "I got you girl...don't worry that pretty little head."
We smoke for a while and I'm leaning in, whispering things into her ear while dragging my finger in circles over her inner thigh when Bei calls me over "Be right back baby...stay right here."
She nods and leans back to wait.
I pass a blunt back and forth with him longer than I intend as we talk over a couple beats we've been fuckin with and when I make my way back to the couch I find her gone. I slide back into my seat to wait for her, she probably went for a drink or some shit...but within a minute or two my phone vibrates inside my pocket. I consider ignoring it for a split second, if its work or court related I don't want to deal right now, but pull it out anyway to find a text from her waiting.
I search the room quickly, wondering why she's texting instead of just coming to find me and then swipe my thumb over the screen to unlock it.
"Fuck..." I whisper to myself when I open the pic she's sent me. It's a perfect shot of her equally perfect thighs pressed together to reveal just a tiny glimpse of her lace, soft pink panties.
My phone vibrates again while I stare, revealing another picture, this one with two of her slender fingers dipping inside the lace.
I'm out of my seat instantly, heading up the stairs quickly without even bothering to explain or come up with an excuse...no one's paying attention anyway.
I open the bedroom door to find her waiting on the bed...looking tiny as hell perched on top of the mounds of soft blankets and sheets.
She expects me to go straight to her, I can see it in her eyes, but I stride across the room and sink into the chair, issuing the soft order "Keep going..." instead.
"What?" she asks, with a small half smile of confusion.
"Finish what you started with your pictures b...let me watch." I clarify
"J..."
I stop her with a subtle raise of my eyebrow.
Her hand slowly trails down her stomach and then disappears behind the lace, my eyes are locked on the gentle movement of her fingers but I can feel that hers are locked on mine.
"That's good baby...Put them inside..." she instantly starts to follow my instruction but I stop her "No..put them in your mouth first...get them wet."
"I don't need to..." she confesses with a soft moan.
I lift my gaze to hers "Why? Are you wet already B?"
"Mhmm..." She nods.
"It's always so fucking wet...put them inside." I order again.
I watch through the delicate fabric her hand is hidden behind as a soft gasp escapes her "Is it tight around your fingers baby girl?" she nods "I bet it is...can you imagine how good you feel wrapped around my cock? Hold still...don't move them until I tell you to."
She bites down on her lip, waiting for me to give her permission "You want to though don't you baby? You want to fuck yourself right now while I watch..."
"Yeah..." she breathes "I do."
I study her face and the perfect way it's slightly flushed with lust "Why?"
"Because I know how much you want to watch...I know how hard watching would get your cock."
I remain silent for a moment, collecting my thoughts because hearing her talk to me that way always makes it impossible to think straight "It's already hard B...it's hard as fuck right now."
I almost give her permission, then decide against it and stand instead, crossing the room quickly. I bend down over her and pull her panties aside, placing several gentle, soft kisses against her clit. Her thighs part further when my tongue traces over it, lapping in sweeping, airy curls for a second or two before I straighten back up and slide two of my own fingers into her "That feels good doesn't it baby? To finally have something inside...fucking you, even though it's just my hand and I know what this pretty little cunt really wants."
She writhes down into the covers beneath her "Please J...more...I want more..."
"Shh...take it B..." I whisper to calm her as I curl them deeper into her "Just take what I give you."
She nods, looking up at me expectantly, waiting for more but I still my hand completely "Move B...fuck them, fuck yourself with my fingers."
Her hands begin to move to my wrist but I shake my head and her hips begin to roll instead "There you go..." I watch her hips rise and fall, twisting gently to move herself over my fingers as my breath grows heavier "Fuck B...the way you move."
"Fuck me Justin..." she gasps, riding my hand harder still.
"Such and impatient little thing..." I click my tongue as though she's misbehaved "You need to stop focusing so much on what you think you want and pay attention to what you're feeling right now. Does it feel good?"
"Yes..." she sighs "But..."
I stroke her hair with my free hand and sigh at its silkiness "But what b?"
"Fuck me...please!" she moves along my fingers faster "Just fuck me..."
"You know I'm gonna...I'll fuck you any way you want. But you have to tell me how you want it baby girl...do you want it slow and sweet? Or would you like a nice hard fuck?"
My eyes catch the chills rising in delicate goosebumps on her skin as she answers "I want it hard..." in a whisper.
"Hard?" I raise my eyebrow once again "Does my girl want me to fuck her hard?" she nods "You want me to make it hurt just a little? So that when you wake up in the morning you'll know that you spent the night with my cock inside you?"
She sucks in a sharp breath "Fuck J..."
"Say it then..." I demand...driving my fingers into her cunt deeper. She's so tight...so...fucking ...tight.
"Fuck me hard..." her fingers are clawing desperately into my forearm "Please! Fuck please J...please please please..."
She's frantic and nearly completely out of control, but suddenly, shockingly, she stops all together and warns calmly "Fuck me right now or I'll walk right out of this room and find someone else to do it."
I can't help but smile because I know what she's doing...she's trying to win this little power struggle, and truth be told, she's doing a good job of it "You fucking liar...you'd never."
She slams herself down onto my hand faster "That's it b..again. Harder."
"I will though..." she lies "I'll go right downstairs and find someone else to give me what I want if you won't."
I run my tongue over my lips and grab her up from the bed, sliding her further down easily even though she grips the sheets in surprise. I hold her still with my right hand pressing down on her hip while my left tugs and pulls at my jeans to get them off as quickly as I can "What have I told you about that? Why do you say stupid shit?" I ask...but my tone lets her know I'm not mad in the least.
"Because it makes you fuck me harder." She answers matter of factly with a challenging look in her eye.
I free my cock with a swift yank and hold it in my fist, pumping it up and down slowly "Look how fucking hard it is...look what you've done." I drop my voice sweetly "Make it better for me baby girl."
"Fuck J..." she breathes softly. Her eyes drift closed for just a second before she scrambles to her knees, but I slide my hand between her legs, circling her clit again before she can sink her mouth down around my cock.
She starts to call my name but a gasp cuts her off.
"What baby?" I smile, biting her neck roughly "Do you want something? Tell me what you need."
"I need to cum..." she begs "I need your cock...or your mouth...or your fingers...I don't care I just need to cum!" Her breath is quick puffs of frenzied urgency, but her eyes remain locked on my dick, her lips parted for it as I hold her away.
I allow her close enough to lap her tongue against the tip, but just barely and slide my fingers back inside her "This pussy is wet as fuck...maybe I will go ahead and make you cum before I let you suck my cock, would you like that?"
She nods desperately "Yes...please. Fuck! please."
I begin fucking her swiftly without warning, sinking my teeth into her neck deeply, sucking hard against her skin, so soft and warm...sighing her name against it each time I release to move on to the next spot...holding her up when she grows weak in my arms "There you go B...cum for me...cum right in my fucking hand...hard. Do it..."
I shove her back down on the bed the second she's finished holding her down once again because she fighting me "You said I could suck it J..."
"I want to be inside you..." I rasp, grabbing it tightly in my hand, jerking my fist along the length as I circle her clit with the head as her thighs try to close in protest "Come on now baby girl...Spread your legs for me."
They fall apart instantly and I push into her without warning, filling her completely with one furious thrust of my hips "Fuck..." I hiss...dropping my mouth to her nipples, biting at them each in turn before I can even manage to pull them from the cups of her bra.
Her back arches to bring them closer to my mouth as I suck hard, nipping and dragging my teeth over them, lacking the restraint I might normally show as she grows louder, sounding s if she might cum already even though I've only just started "Let me have it B..." I whisper as I flutter my tongue over her nipple, watching her watch me "let me feel you cum while these perfect fucking tits of yours are in my mouth...I love them so fucking much, I think I could cum just from sucking them."
Her hands grip the sides of my neck, fingernails digging in painfully as she pulls me closer, her face burying into my chest, biting harder and harder through my shirt until I stop just long enough to pull it off. I slow down when she does, taking my cue from her and then roll on to my back, taking her with me.
"Ride my cock for a while. Nice and slow..." I moan, the demand is slightly muffled because my mouth has found its way back to her left nipple.
She begins fucking me hard and fast, working even harder when I wrap my arms around her waist to slow her down "I don't want to cum yet b...you feel to fucking good. Go slow...show me what a gentle girl you can be."
"I want to fuck." She snaps...catching my shoulder in between her teeth hard and fast. "So why don't you stop being such a fucking baby and fuck me." Her eyes burn into mine fiercely "Your girl wants to be fucked J...so what are you gonna do?
A growl I don't even feel rising in my throat bursts from me as I jerk her up off of my lap and swing her around, pinning her back against the head board as her thighs wrap around my waist.
"Fuck..." she sighs, licking her lips with a tiny smirk of victory when I slide into her.
"Like that?" I ask through gritted teeth, fucking her with nearly violent force.
"Yeah..." she gasps as her nails drag across my back. "Just like that."
"I ought to be fucking your smart mouth this hard...but you're too tight and wet...I couldn't stop if I tried. You want me to cum inside? Should I cum right inside your pretty pussy?"
I'm sucking and biting the soft, sensitive flesh of her neck once again when her response of yes's repeated over and over comes.
"Do it right now J...I'm gonna cum..." she scratches and claws at my arms and back with each word "I'm gonna cum...cum with me! Fuck..I want it!"
I let go, moans and cries of her name that are every bit as loud as her own, spilling from me as we collapse down against the bed, tangled together, hands and mouths searching rapidly and then gradually slowing as our fingertips travel slowly over one and other, the mollys making it that much more perfect and relaxing until we fall into a deep sleep.


***


The next morning I'm jerked awake with a fierce pounding on the bedroom door. Justin stirs beside me. "What the fuck is going on?" He mumbles in his raspy morning voice and rolls over.
I pull the sheet up to cover my breasts and sit up a little too fast. My head is pounding. "I don't Know J..wake up and go see." I whine. There's always some kind of retarded commotion in this house.
"Just ignore it and go back to sleep B" He pulls a pillow over his head and doesn't move. The pounding continues. I nudge him with my elbow "Justin....seriously"
Twist yells through a whisper. "Dude open the fuckin door."
Justin throws the pillow to the side "No I'm fuckin sleepin bro"
Completely annoyed, I stand up pulling the sheet off the bed and around me fully. "Well I guess if you're not gonna get up and see what he wants then I am. I can't take this fucking pounding.
He grabs the end of the sheet before it slides off the bed completely "uh huh B. Get back over here. You ain't openin the door lookin like that. He sits up and rubs his eyes. "This is bullshit. I don't goddamn sleep enough as it is." Twist pounds on the door again. "Fuck man quit! I'm coming." He pulls on a pair of shorts as I sit back down on the bed.
"Fuck J my head is killing me!" Leaning down he plants a kiss on my forehead. "Mine too babe." He runs his hand through his hair which is perfectly mussed. His hair never even looks bad in the morning. "Let me see what this fool wants."
His bedroom door is directly across from the bed so when he swings the door Twist stops dead in his tracks and stares me down. "Damn B...if this what you gon look like in the morning I'm wakin y'all up every morning."
Justin turns his head towards me. I roll my eyes and pull my knees up to my chest. Then he turns back towards Twist. "Shut up man. What's so important anyway."
Twist strokes his chin. "Oh yea..der some lady down here and she got some stuffy lookin mother fucker with her..says its important bro. Sorry man she wouldn't leave."
Justin pinches the bridge of his nose. "Fine whatever I'll be down." Twist cranes his neck to get one last look at me before Justin shuts the door.
"What the hell could be so important that you wouldn't already know about babe?" I say sliding out of bed to get dressed.
He throws on a hat but for goes the shirt as usual. "No idea...better be important though." He yawns.
I throw on a cami and a pair of shorts. We quickly brush our teeth." Damn B" He says lookin at our reflections in the mirror with a toothbrush in his mouth. "We got crazy last night. I put that shit down. Look at you."
I laugh a little. "Yea I noticed that too. How the hell am I gonna cover all these marks up?" I say referring to the purple bites on my chest and neck. " I even have them on my thighs..and i dont know what this bruise on my arm is from. You livin out some twilight fantasy or some shit." I laugh.
He side eyes me. " Fuck outta here with that shit. You just taste good. Besides look at my chest I got em too. You even got my hip girl" He winks.
I shake my head. "You're a nerd. Come on let's go find out what's up. This is makin me nervous"
"You worry way too much baby." He says squeezing my shoulder briefly to relax me. I follow him out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Standing in the foyer is a petite woman with dark hair and a really tall man with a shaved head. She introduces herself as Sue Horowitz. "I'm your PO Justin. I'm here to take a look around."
My heart drops instantly, especially when I see the color drain from his face. He's just as scared as I am. I squeeze his hand. Oh my god what was left laying around last night. I try to remember but can't. My heart is racing. Why didn't we know about this. A million questions start flooding my mind. I suddenly become aware of the marks on my neck again when she looks me over suspiciously.
***
I can almost feel the fear vibrating from B's body beside me though she's doing a fantastic job of hiding it. I'm scared too, but I'd never show it. More for Bobbi than anything else.
Sue juts her hand out in front of me "So Justin, I trust you aren't exactly thrilled to see me." She says it smugly, as if she finds some sort of satisfaction in it.
I shake her outstretched had confidently and put my interview game face on. "Why would you think that?" I flash her an endearing smile and start to invite her further into the house but she pushes passed me before I have the chance.
She turns suddenly on her heel and I nearly walk right into her. She did that on purpose, I think...to make me feel awkward and on edge in my own home.
"Can I ask what this is about?" her hand waves in B's direction, indicating the marks on her neck, and then at the scratches and bites that are plainly visible on my body too.
B stares at her feet as if they're the most interesting things she's ever seen while I become a little more nervous than I would have expected. "Oh...its just...we went four wheeling and..."
"Save the double talk Mr. Bieber..." Sue barks, cutting me off "In my experience," she pauses "Did I happen to mention I've been doing this for a very long time?"
I shake my head and she continues "Well, I have..and in my experience, this..." she flicks her finger against a scratch on my arm "points to one thing. Do you know what that one thing is?"
I shake my head and lean back against the wall defiantly. I refuse to play into her hand...this is my fucking house...but I can hear B's thoughts in my head just as if she were screaming them at me. "Don't be stupid Justin. Kiss her ass. Don't fuck this up."
"Sure you do Justin..." she eyes me. "You and I both know you weren't four wheeling. And those marks mean maybe something more...maybe you had a little to drink...maybe something a little more."
"No." I hold up my hands as if to promise "I'm completely clear about what I can and can't do so you're way off base."
"I believe you Justin..." she winks condescendingly "But Kyle over here..." she jerks her thumb at her partner "He's always so suspicious...but we'll fix that. You're just going to show him to the nearest restroom, he'll watch you give a sample. It'll come up clean..." she hesitates, smiling a little. "Right?"
"Yeah..." I nod, silently panicking "Right."
"Perfect!" she grins...holding my gaze long enough to prove she knows I'm full of shit "Guys like you make my job easy, so lets just get this over with shall we?"
My eyes flash to B's for just a split second, but that's all we need...unspoken words carry through our gazes...I'm no longer able to hide my worry from her.
Kyle gives my shoulder a light tap, raising his eyebrows "Lets go."
I shuffle down the hall until we reach one of the downstairs bathrooms and then turn, holding my hand out for the cup, but he shakes his head "Sorry bud." He says in a tone that proves he's anything less than sorry "Gonna have to watch you."
Fuck. Now what? I tap my pocket, stalling for time, and pull my phone out to inspect an imaginary text "Sorry man...that's my manager. I need to take this."
"No you don't...you'll have to call him back." He counters, standing his ground. "Let's go boy. Don't have all day."
The boy thing really pisses me off...he's say it to be condescending, but I'm not really in a position to call him out so of course I don't.
Twenty minutes later we're still standing in the hall. I watch as B tries to fight the urge to wring her hands until suddenly Sue and Kyle reappear from the bathroom with the outcome we both knew they'd come to.
She speaks first with self satisfied conviction "Well then Bieber, looks like you weren't able to make my job easier today after all. In fact, you've made it harder. You came back dirty." She looks us both over "Doubt that's a surprise though."