He's Not You

The Limo, The Room and The Fun

Justin's POV;
"I just did tell him." She looked at me cautiously. A huge smile spread on my face as I leaned in to kiss her.
Ariana's POV;
His soft lips crashed against mine and I melted in to the kiss. Justin snaked his arms around my waist and and held me like he was never going to let go. I felt safe for the first time since Jai. My heart was beating faster than ever as he pulled me up so I was straddling his waist. My back hit the wall softly, never breaking the kiss. He let me down and I pulled him towards the biggest sofa in the dressing room. I lay down and he got on top of me, his knees on either side of my hips. I heard a vibration from his pocket. Justin pulled out his phone and groaned
"Ugh my ride's here. Scooter said I need to get back home."
"Aw... Okay." I said, a little disappointed. Hearing the sadness in my voice, Justin smirked. God his smirk was so sexy.
"Want to come home with me? We could do whatever you want, maybe even Netflix and Chill" he stared at me. I giggled and nodded as he pulled me up.
I ran to the entrance with him but he stopped me.
"Let's not leave together, my beliebers can be quite imaginative..." He frowned at the thought.
"You have a point.. The arianators go a little OTT sometimes. So what should we do?" I asked, laughing at his cute little frown.
"I'll get in the car, and my chauffeur will go round the block twice; when he comes back, be ready to jump in, okay?" He said, smiling.
"Yeah okay." He walked out and got into the car. I memorised the number plate so I would recognise it when it came by. It left the parking space. One. Two. It stopped and I walked towards the door. To my surprise, Justin was already sitting on the seat closest to me. Teasing him, I quickly got in, falling on to his lap. I heard him mutter 'shit' as he chuckled. I turned my head to face him as the car started again but I didn't get off. He laughed and reached up to kiss me. I turned my whole body so my legs were either side of his abs and my feet were on the leather interior. I rocked my lower body slightly forward and back on his already stiff waist. I could feel his length rising underneath me as he groaned quietly. He pushed me off him and laid me down on the leather seats next to us and hovered over me, kissing my neck, leaving small hickeys down my jaw. The car stopped and we were at Justin's.
"Finally.." He whispered as he pulled my hand, leading me into his front door. He took me straight upstairs to his bedroom and softly threw me into the bed. I sat up and unzipped his fly and pulled down his jeans to reveal a tent in his boxers. I laughed quietly. When I was done with that, he pulled off my top, leaving me in a lacy Victoria Secret bra and some small shorts. He let out a low whistle seeing me like this and I instinctively covered my chest. He pulled away my hands "don't be ashamed, you're perfect, babygirl"
Ugh he was so sexy oh my god. I pulled off his shirt and pushed him down under me as I kissed his abs. With one hand, I reached down and stroked his dick through his boxers. That made him even harder.
"Fuck, Ariana, stop teasing me." He groaned and I pulled down his boxers. His dick slapped against his abs and I stroked it lightly...