I sat next to Justin bored as fuck. Justin was on his phone texting someone or tweeting or whatever he does on that phone, occasionally looking back at the TV.
"Jaaaaaayyyyyyy." I whined
"What." He said not looking at me. Rude?
"I'm bored." I fiddled with his hair.
He didn't answer.
I smacked the phone out of his hand and it bounced onto the couch.
"*YN!" He sighed picking his phone up again.
"Justin!" I imitated him
He still didn't answer me
I straddled his lap and started to grind on him. I could feel him slowly get hard.
"Babe not now." He grunted trying to push me off.
I pecked his lips and slowly went down his jawline. He moaned lightly, still trying to push me off. His strength weakened as I grinded my hips harder on his member. It's slowly got harder and harder.
Justin hands slowly reached under my top. Slowly getting closer to my boobs. As soo and he got close enough I jumped off him and stuck my tongue out walking away.
"*YN!!" He yelled chasing after me. I giggled as I ran up the stairs
