Getting into the kiss now, Justin grasped her hips with his fingers, his lips salvaging hers as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, their kisses growing sloppy as Morgan's fingers flew into his curls, tugging against them.
Slipping his hands over to the robe she was wearing, Justin pulled the strings apart roughly, revealing her voluptuous breasts and curves. Rummaging his hands up and down her body, Justin ran his fingers deep into her skin, scraping against her bare thighs.
Moaning, Morgan wrapped her arms tight around his neck, pulling him into the kiss even deeper—if that were possible.
Pulling her legs up so that they wrapped around his torso, Justin turned around slamming her against the dresser, his lips parting from hers as they made their way down to her neck, Morgan’s eyes rolling back into bliss, her fingers tugging endlessly on his hair.
Growing impatient, Justin slipped the robe off her shoulders, throwing it to god knows where before tugging at the cups of her bras, pulling them down before hungrily attaching his lips to her right breast, sucking on the erected peb, causing Morgan to moan even louder this time.
"Jesus Justin. . ." She muttered, feeling hot and aroused all over before pulling his face up so that her lips slammed against his heatedly, her hands running down his chest and to the hem of his shirt before she pulled it up and over his head, their lips parting for just a second before they found their way back to each other again.
Pulling Morgan away from the dresser, her legs still wrapped around him, Justin made his way to his bed, laying her down before making his way on top, his lips traveling to her jaw, neck and soon collarbone as he slipped his right hand down hers, interlocking their fingers, his other hand holding his weight up so that he didn't crush her.
"Justin -" James started before stopping himself short once he opened the door and walked in, spotting both Justin and Morgan half naked. "Shit." He muttered. "I'm sorry," His cheeks reddened, "Carry on." He waved them off before closing the door shut behind him, lying against it as he closed his eyes. Cursing himself mentally for being so stupid and having the worse timing ever, he finally turned on the heels of his shoes, walking away.
Running a hand through his hair, Justin shook his head, annoyed with the fact that James had just ruined a perfectly great moment. "I'm sorry," He mumbled, his eyes locking against Morgan's.
"It's okay." She leaned up, pushing against his chest as Justin moved from on top of her, standing up.
Standing up as well, Morgan took a deep breath glancing at Justin slightly before looking away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I think I should go. . ."
Opening his mouth to say something, Justin shut it back closed as he watched Morgan walk right past him and over to where her robe laid before grabbing it and slipping it on, her cheeks fuming.
Finally growing the courage to talk, Justin spoke up. "You don't-"
"I want to." Morgan cut him off, avoiding his eyes as she began tying the string around the robe tight before ignoring Justin's gaze, walking over to the door and opening it, not daring to look at Justin as she walked out, closing the door behind her.
"Damn it," Justin cursed under his breath, looking over at the door as he closed his eyes, feeling the pit of his stomach burn with a feeling not so familiar. Grabbing his shirt from the ground, he chucked it across the room in anger.
- - - - - - -
Laying her back against the door to her bedroom, Morgan shut her eyes as she let out a deep breath she hadn't known she had been holding. Running a hand through her hair, Morgan blinked once or twice as the images of what happened earlier flashed through her mind.
She almost had sex with Justin Bieber. The Justin Bieber. The guy she was supposed to hate and despise for all he's done to her. But for some odd reason, she couldn't get the just of an unknown feeling out of her stomach.
Deciding it was better to just call it a night, Morgan walked into the bathroom as she stripped of what was left as she turned the water on, letting the hot water stumble against her bare skin. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. She could feel it.
About half an hour later, she shut off the water before stepping out, wrapping a fresh new towel around her chest as she entered her room, grabbing a pair of undergarments as she dressed herself up before throwing on her pajamas and slipping into the comfort of her bed. Letting her eyes drift downwards, hoping for a dreamless sleep, Morgan found herself thinking back over to the familiar face she couldn't quite get over.
- - - - - - -
The next day had come faster than expected as Morgan groaned, pressing her palms to her eyes as she sat up, looking around her room as the sun glowered from the peak of the curtains covering the window just a few feet away from her bed.
Standing up after throwing the blanket off her, Morgan made her way to the drawer where she picked out a pair of clothes and walked out of the room as she made her way down the stairs and into the living room where she was met with both James and the driver--the same one who took her home that night after the incident at the club--as well as Justin. "What's going on?" She furrowed her brows as Justin stepped forwards, his fingers interlaced in front of him as he peered down at her with deep brown eyes that you could find yourself falling in love with.
"You're going home."
____________________
Jileyoverboard's Author Notes:
:o She's going home? ......... I smell d r a m a which is coming soon btw ;D
