50 shades of bieber

Night time

The room was dark, all except for the small amount of allotted light from the paneled windows. I laid on my back next to Justin, being unable to sleep. I turned on my side and looked a Justin. He looked so peaceful asleep. I supported my head with my hand and examined his features. His strong jawline, lightly lined with stubble. Parted full lips, and long eyelashes. His long blonde hair laying swiftly on the right side of his face. I laid back down, still on my side. I pressed him left leg against him and slid my right onto him. Like a natural reflex he wrapped his arm around me and I rested my head onto his chest, and I fell asleep.
At around 10 am I awoke to an empty bed and to the sound of a piano being played. I got out of his bed and walked to his living room. He was on the piano playing a beautiful symphony of tunes. When he saw me he stopped playing.
  "Hi," he said smiling at me.
  "Hey," I said smiling back.
  "Did you sleep well?" he asked.
  "Never better," I smirked.
  I walked over to him and sat on his lap.
  "Hungry?" he asked, his face centimeters from mine.
  "Yes," I said.
  "Let's get dressed," he said.
  I didn't notice until now that he was naked and I was only wearing his shirt. I shifted on his lap and now I was only sitting on one of his thighs. He looked up at me and smiled. He leaned up and placed a kiss behind my ear.
  Then whispered,"You're so wet,"
  He grabbed my thighs and made a slight moan escape my lips. This set it all off. He pushed his lips onto mine, evoking my mouth with is tongue. He lifted me up and laid me on my stomach on his piano. He lifted up my shirt and inserted himself into me. Moderately but violently he thrusted me against the piano. He grabbed my waist and shoulder, going faster making me yelp in response.
   "Justin," I whimpered not being able to hold it in anymore.
   Finally, I let myself go and exploded around our climax, surrendering myself. I've never felt so worn out.
   We got into the car and drove to grab breakfast at a local vintage dinner uptown. Justin ordered pancakes and I ordered waffles.
   "How old were you when you began to play?" I asked, referring to the piano.
   "I was around 4 or 5 I think when I learned," he said, "Do you play any instruments?"
   I shook my head, "Unless my vocal cords count, no. I've always wanted to play the piano but I never got around to it."
  "I guess I'm just going to have to teach you," he said, forking a mouth full of pancake into his mouth.
  I flushed and looked up at him through my eyelashes.
  I sat on the counter and looked at Sindy and Graham after telling them about my recent, sleepover.
  "Damn, does he ever get tired?" Sindy joked.
  "He's just so, sexual. Not even kinky, thank god. I'm not up for being gagged or whipped," I laughed.
  "So are you guys, dating now?" Graham asked.
   I pondered for a second. I actually didn't know. He never said we we're exclusive, but It felt more than just a fling.
   "I'm not sure," I said.
   I put my chin in the palm of my hand and thought. Now I wondered if I was wondering if I were the only girl that laid with him at night.
  **From: Justin
Can I come over tonight?**
  **From: Me
Of course, what time?**
  **From: Justin
I'll be there at 9, until then, baby.**
  I locked my phone and looked at the time, It was 8 o'clock which meant I had an hour to make sure my loft didn't look like a 5 year olds doll house.
  "Do you mind if I get off a little early?" I asked Sindy.
  "I got you, go have fun!" she said, and I was out.
   I drove home and ran up to my loft. The first thing I saw was the pile of empty boxes in the corner. I ran over to pick them up and quickly hesitated on where to throw them. I looked to my window and opened it, I looked down and dropped them into the dumpster that lay underneath my window about 2 stories down. It was almost 9 and I heard knocking on my door. I opened the door to see an eager Justin waiting. He was wearing a long beige shirt, a cap and jeans.
   "Hi," he said, pursing his lips.
   "Hey," I said.
   "Can I come in?" he asked.
   I opened my door wide and motioned him in.
   "Please do," I said.