LOVE ME HARDER • jb

21.

"Your ass is so-"
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It was around 10pm when the sea breeze flew through the sliding glass doors, waking me up from a much needed slumber. My eyes were still halfway closed when I felt my legs still intertwined with Justin's, our naked bodies still connected with each other's. A smile embodied my face as I curled my fingers around his torso. I breathed his scent in, letting my eyes flutter shut fully as I trailed my fingers along his toned stomach. Memories began to take over my mind of our much too exciting night.

After Justin and I fucked each other for the first time, my body suddenly craved him which led to us staying inside all night. The sounds of our sweet moans still lingered on the walls, the faint scent of our swear and desire faded into the thin air. It was a long awaited desire and it was so completely worth it. Justin was much better than Simon, his body and his length molded into my body like we were made for each other. The feeling of me starting to fall for this boy deeper and deeper started to take over my soul. Just thinking about the way he looked, the way he talked, the way his large hands cupped my breasts made my stomach drop at the thought of never having him officially be mine.

But I didn't have to think about that. He was mine in this moment officially or non officially. I was laid beside him, my naked body touching kiss, my hands tracing his tattoos... In this moment he was all mine.

"What time is it?" Justin's chest vibrated from underneath my ear. I didn't know he was awake.

"Around ten..." I said, stopping from tracing his tattoos as he shifted underneath me, pulling me closer and smushed his head into my messy hair. "Did you have a nice sleep?"

"Perfect," He said. The way his voice was so raspy sent chills puny spine. He was perfect. "What about you, princess?" He spoke placing a gentle kiss at the top my head.

"Perfect." I said, lifting my head up so that my eyes met with hazel ones.

We smiled at each other, laid up in bed in silence. I had no words to say. I was happy just laying here in his tan arms. The way his body warmed mine and set my heart on fire. I was officially attached to the devil himself. Justin Bieber had my whole heart and soul in the palm of his hands and he didn't even realize it. I didn't even fully comprehend.

"Are you hungry?" I said, feeling the sudden ache in my stomach. It had been forever, well at least eight hours since I've eaten anything. "I'm starving."

"Yeah, I am." He softly said, moving his arm from around my waist before he lifted his body off of the softness of the body. I drowned at the loss of contact.

I watched as Justin moved the duvet off of him, his naked body standing in full view. I watched as he strode into the bathroom his tan back flexing as he moved. He held himself in the front, turning around and winking at me as I lifted myself off the bed, pulling the sheet tighter against my skin as my face began to flare up.

"Wanna join me for a shower?" He asked me.

Sucking my lip into my mouth, the image of hot water running down Justin's body, his hands running down my wet body... I moaned internally at the thought. I nodded my head at Justin, moving my legs against the silkiness of the sheets and let them fall from my chest before my feet hit the ground. I didn't care that my body was in full view of Justin, my perky breasts and the ass that Justin couldn't stop slapping while fucking me senseless-- which I still couldn't get over his obsession on it-- was all on view for him. I had an unknown confidence surging through my body ever since I have all of me to Justin.