Who's that Girl? [Justin Bieber&Doeneseya Bates FanFic&URBAN]

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LO

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          The way we tossed and turned on the sheets; my hands frolicking in his hair as his hands skim my thighs. I wanted Justin. I wanted him so bad and I knew it was so early to give it up but with Justin, I felt like it was okay.

His back against my headboard, as I straddled him. He groans, "Take this off." I comply and take my shirt off, revealing to him my black lace bra, still in my shorts.

                I brought my lips to his, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. He flipped us over so that his body could tower over mine. His hands grabbed at the elastic on my shorts, slowly pulling them down, leaving me in just my bra and panties. He opened my legs a little wider and as a instinct, I wrap my legs around him as his hands glide up and down my body.

I feel this weird sensation in my stomach as our kiss intensifies. It's not a bad sensation but a good one; one that makes you feel tingly. My fingers fumbled with the button on his pants before finally unbuttoning them, just for him to toss them to the floor.

One hand is against his chest, while the other is around his neck. He lightly trails his fingers over my sensitive area, causing me to shudder and letting the goosebumps make their appearance on my arms. "So wet..." I bite my lip at the sudden action of his and I surprise myself when my hands gropes his member -- he is most definitely not small.

I feel his hands tugging at my underwear and I lift my hips so he could pull them down. I sit up and take my bra off, while he takes his boxers off.

His large frame hovers back over my body, eyes staring deeply into one another. He leans down to kiss me and I quickly accept his action; opening my mouth and our tongues fight for dominance. I slip my hand in between us to grab his member. I hear a deep groan leave his mouth and I mentally applaud myself. My hand strokes him but then my thumb slowly goes over his tip, "Lo.." His voice is deep and husky and it's turning me on even more now.

"I can't wait anymore." I tell him. "So eager. I thought we weren't going to do this yet?" He's right but we can't stop now. We've already come to far in this. "Screw it." I kiss him again and the kiss is sloppy this time. He moves my hand and puts it on the bed, entwining our fingers.

I feel his tip at my entrance and I slowly move up and down, him still not entering me yet. "Fuck, Lo, don't do that.," he chuckles lightly. He's taking forever and the more we tease one another, the more wet I get. I place both hands on his neck and give him a nod, signaling that I'm ready. He positions himself and slowly goes inside of me. Now, this boy is not small. I'm not used to a size like his.

I gasp and he bites his bottom lip, once again placing both of my hands on the bed, locking our fingers together.

He starts to go in and out. It was slow, at first but then he started picking up his pace, making me moan out his name and wrapping my legs around his waist so he could be deeper. "So tight," he grunts. My nails lightly scratch his back and he places a hand under me, holding my leg around him as his thrusts get deeper, faster and harder.

I feel that tingly sensation again and that only drives me more crazy. "Jus--don't... stop." He pushes my hair back from my face and tilts my head back, staring into my eyes. He licks his fingers and places them on my clit making the sensation even more powerful then what it was before. The moans escaping my mouth have gotten louder and his thrusts have gotten harder.

I feel myself about to let go and I tell him, "Oh, my--. I'm gonna... I'm gonna-" "Do it," his voice says. I feel myself tighten around him, causing him to raise his upper body up, "Fuck!," he says. He doesn't stop though, he keeps going. Justin is really about to destroy my insides at the pace he's going but I'm okay with that because it feels so good; he feels good.

Our bodies are wet from the sweat and he pulls out, flipping me over. He wastes no time before coming back inside of me. His hand is in the middle of my back, keeping me arched and his other hand is either pulling my hair or snacking my ass; either way, it turns me on like crazy.

As we continue, I once again feel myself tightening around him but he literally is slamming into me so hard that my headboard is hitting against my walls. I sit up, putting my back towards his front while he continues his rhythm. He wraps his arm around me as the other rubs on my center causing me to push back against him, making him moan deep. Sexiest thing I've heard in my life.

"Fuck, Lo." I feel his pulse, meaning he's about to climax. He pushes me back forward and his thrusts are really hard but I didn't care. He pulls out and finishes and the only thing that can be heard is our rapid breathing. It sounded like we both ran a marathon.

He gets up from my bed, goes to the restroom and grabs a towel, passing it to me so I can clean myself off.

When I'm done, I ask him for a T-shirt out of my drawer but instead he tossed me his and I'm content with that. He pulls his boxers up and slides back into bed, engulfing me into his arms. I drape my legs over him and my arms just sit on his chest.

"Wow." I finally speak up. "I know," is all he says. He plants a kiss on my forehead and my eyes flutter closed.

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2:34AM

I hear Justin's cellphone ringing and he hasn't moved, not once. He's knocked completely out, snoring and all. I nudge him, "Answer your stupid phone." "Mm--what?" "Your phone." I move from by him, turning over and opening my eyes halfway.

"What Royce?" Justin asks. "When?! How did he even manage to do that?!" His voice sounds frantic and I turn back over, sitting up, looking at him. "I'm coming. Meet me at my place in ten."

He hangs up and quickly gets out of bed. "Everything okay?," I ask him. "Nothing you have to worry about. Get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow." He kisses my forehead and walks out the door.

Okay, what is really up with him? I decide not to get up and chase him.

I hear footsteps coming back and I see him standing there, now walking towards me. He tilts my chin up, kissing me and rubbing his thumb over my cheeks. "You're still shirtless," I breathe out. "You're wearing my shirt." "Do you want it?" I ask, my hands at the end of the shirt. He shakes his head, "I like it on you." I feel the heat rising to my cheeks. "I'll see you later?," he asks. I nod and kiss him again before he leaves.

When I hear my door shut, I move on the side he was sleeping on and my pillow smells like him. I smile to myself before letting sleep take over me again.

*note:

This chapter wasn't my best and I apologize.

I know y'all are saying sex already? Yes and as the book goes on you will understand why. Like I said before this is also urban so you can expect the violence, guns and all that good stuff. As I was writing, I changed the plot in my head so everyone will soon be surprised as what happens next.

You'll thank me later lol