Rhiannon
Can I just say that lazy sex is the best sex? Particularly when I've just told my boyfriend a secret that has been weighing me down for years and we've somehow ended up at his house, on top of his baby grand piano.
"Oh fuck, Justin! Yes right there baby!" I love when his house is completely and totally empty because I can be as loud as I want without the fear that some of his buddies are lurking around playing pool or something. His hips meet mine in slow languid thrusts and if i wasn't so riled I probably would've passed out. He would've literally been able to fuck me to sleep.
"You gonna come baby?" He whispers taking my earlobe between his teeth and pulling gently. I squeeze my walls around him and his hips stutter for a moment before he continues our repetitive motion.
"I'm almost there daddy don't stop" my voice is breathy and desperate as I feel the invisible coil within me tighten with pent up pleasure. It only takes three powerful thrusts from Justin and I'm clawing at his back and arching into him begging him to touch me somewhere, anywhere to prolong the sensations I'm feeling.
"I'm fucking coming babe," he warns and though i'm on the pill he pulls out and spills his warm essence on my tummy. Justin carries me all the way to his en suite bathroom so we can both clean up, he eyes me greedily when I take off my baby blue La Perla bra and fling it at him before hopping into the steamy shower he's started. The shower door opens and he steps in pressing his very naked front against my naked back and I have to remind myself to calm the fuck down because I was starting to get a bit achy between my legs and the bruises his hands left on my thighs weren't fading any time soon either.
" Did Scooter call you yet?" Justin asks taking my loofah and rubbing it back and forth between my breasts getting them soapy and scenting them with strawberry. I moan and shake my head.
"Call me for...?" Justin chuckles and squeezes one of my boobs,
"to schedule a time for you to put down some vocals on 'Purpose', c'mon focus baby" this bastard. On the word focus he suckles on my neck and I can't focus because it's my weak spot.
"Which song again?" I turn to face him and reach behind me for some shampoo before lathering it into his hair, he closes his eyes and leans down so I can reach properly and rests his chin on the crook between my neck and shoulder
"I want you to feature on all of them, but we'll start off with 'sorry'" I place a kiss on his soapy cheek and pull him under the spray of warm water so he can rinse out the shampoo. After our shower Justin is sitting behind me on the bed brushing my still damp hair
"why do you insist on doing this every time we shower?" I ask as he runs the wood paneled brush through and through his motions pause and he leans forward to tap a finger to my nose.
"Do you want tangles?" He questions seriously referencing how badly tangled my hair becomes if left unattended especially after a wash.
"No, dad I don't" I mock and lean into him and the stupid fucking brush.
-Kylie-
" Rhiannon and Justin ran out of here faster than Eminem can rap" Kendall announces Gigi and Cara trail behind her, all of them dripping with chlorine and draped in half wrapped towels.
"Guess their talk went well," I say applying another layer of Posie K before smacking my lips together once.
"They've got the healthiest sex life on the planet" Cara comments with a far away look in her eyes.
I leave the lipkit out so the cameras can catch a glimpse of them before I get up and walk past the girls.
"Rakim is almost here, can I expect you all to be on your best behavior?" Gigi gasps and Kendall places a hand over her heart while Cara takes off her bikini top and tries unsuccessfully to throw it at my face. The doorbell rings and a topless Cara bounds down the stairs.
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Squad Goals Season 1- J•B
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