THREESOME PART 2

A Day In The Life

Your bare feet hit the cold wood floor, immediately rising to your tip toes. As you looked around the unfamiliar bedroom, your messy hair fell in your face. You pushed it from your view, chewing your bottom lip form anxiety.
You spotted a white button up shirt that laid on the floor of the bedroom. You grabbed it, along with your panties. You ran into the bathroom, quietly closing the door.
As you turned around, your eyes looked around in amazement. This bathroom was every thing you've ever wanted in a bathroom.
Double sinks. Lights above the mirror's, giving the perfect lighting for makeup to be applied.
A huge tub with jets and all!
A glass shower, bigger than the size of your house. Or so it looked.
"Woah." You whispered, covering your mouth.
The things rich people get to experience is something else.
You pulled your panties on, adjusting the hip ban.
You then looked in the mirror, feeling and looking disgusting.
You pushed your hair around, trying to get it to lay flat but it wasn't worth it.
You reached over grabbing Justin's white button up.
You pulled your arms through the sleeves, button it up half way. Just enough to cover your breast. You smiled as you caught a whiff of his cologne.
You glanced back at the mirror before walking out of the gorgeous bathroom, only to see a gorgeous body tangled in the sheets of the king size bed.
His blonde hair laid on the white pillow case as he slept. His bare back visible to your eyes.
Everything about him was incredible.
You feel so blessed that God gave you the chance to meet your idol.
Somebody that you've looked up to since My world
Was released. Somebody that got you through the hard times just by the sound of their voice though your headphones. You respected him so much. You only want the best for him, and you only want him happy. As a belieber, that's what you live for.
It's one big family, and he's the leader.

Your body stood in the doorway of the bathroom, staring at him. your teeth gripping your bottom lip. Your foot rested over the other one, keeping your balance on one leg. You looked down, smiling as you remembered last night.
The best night of your life.
You removed yourself from the doorway, walking towards the bed. Before you could pull back the covers to climb back in, a thought came to mind.
Justin has only been good to you, why not return the favor?
You grabbed your phone from the night stand and silently left the bedroom. You entered the main part of the hotel suite, seeing the sun shining through the huge Windows. The view was insane, looking over the city. The blue sky's making your day even better. If that was even possible.
You walked over to the kitchen, opening the stainless steal fridge.
You curled your lips to the side, looking through his stocked fridge. You reached in grabbing the full carton of eggs. You set them on the counter top before reaching back in.
You grabbed some bacon, and some fruit.
You closed the fridge, setting everyone on the counter top. You searched his kitchen for a pan, finally finding one in a high cabinet.
You don't plan on telling him you had to climb on his counter tops.
You mixed up some pancake batter before setting the pan on the stove. You poured two separate piles of batter, flipping the undercooked pancakes a few minutes later. Yiu swayed your hips to music in your head, tossing a black berry in your mouth in the meantime. You poured more and more batter into the hot skillet until the batter was gone.
You set the freshly made pancakes on a white plate, setting them aside. You scrambled some eggs in a bowl before pouring them into the hot skillet.
As you stood by the stove, you heard the sound of the bedroom door opening.
You smiled as you saw a shirtless Justin stepping out. His long fingers digging through his blonde locks before yawning.
His legs were covered in the same grey sweat pants he wore last. You bit your bottom lip as your eyes hovered over his tattoos.

"You cook?" He grinned, his eyes still halfway shut. You smirked, placing the bacon on the hot pan.
"Morning." You said, watching as he opened a cabinet. "Morning." He said as he grabbed a glass.
He filled it with water, taking a swig.
He walked over to you, watching you as you cooked the bacon to a nice crisp.
You looked over at him, smiling as you made eye contact. "Hmm. I was just gonna take you out for breakfast." He said, finishing off his water.
"I like to cook. I don't mind." You shrugged, your bare feet standing on his tiled kitchen floor.
You felt his stare remain, causing you to look towards him. His eyes traveled down at your lips, licking over his own. He slowly leaned in, pecking yours. He pulled away but you wanted more.
You attached your lips back to his, earning a moan from him.
Justin set his glass aside, sliding his hands to your waist. Your arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying the taste of his mint toothpaste.
Your fingers traced his neck tattoo, moaning as he deepened the kiss.
His body was much taller than yours, making you rise on your tip toes.
Justin slowly broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. Leaving you breathless, and vulnerable.