Chapter 27

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Aubrey

Justin texted me and told me that he got mobbed, and security guards of the hotel helped him. That meant he should call Moshe, in which he did, and tell him to get down here.

Mars by Jay Sean came on, and I turned it up. This was my favorite song at the moment. As I was laying down, all I say was a buff shadow dive, and a body laid face planted next to me. I took my headphones out, and sat up quickly. "What the..?" I trailed off.

"I'm so sorry, I-" the guy looked up at me, and completely stopped his sentence. "I-I-"

"You what?!"

"You're just so beautiful." I couldn't help but smile and blush. He was distracted by how beautiful I was. "B-But, sorry me and my friend were playing football, and he is the worst thrower ever."

"It's alright. Just make sure not to face plant your face into a girl's ass." I chuckled, and he nodded.

"I've seen the video. He was so embarrassed. I'm praying that doesn't happen to me, but face planting this towel happened to seem better." He winked, and I just realized he was flirting. I was going to stop it...but...

"Ahem," Justin coughed from behind him, and he stood up, and backed away. "Dude, I'm not going to hit you. Chill."

"Y-You're fucking Justin Bieber." He whispered, and before he could yell, Justin tackled him into the sand.

"Shut up! I already got mobbed, now go." Justin shooed him off, and he crawled back on to his towel. Justin sighed to himself, and laid down. "If I wasn't so paranoid right now, I would've said something's to him about flirting with you."

"When I realized he was flirting, I was going to stop it, but you're always one step ahead of me." I chuckled, and laid back down.

"You're a smart girl. Don't you think you should've realized that the moment he called you beautiful?" He asked. Justin was standing there the whole time. "Yes, I was talking on the phone with Moshe when I saw him face plant my towel."

Nodding, I laid my head on my bag, and Justin handed me my drink and sunscreen. "Both our moms are on there way here so you better put it on, because moms know when we're lying."

Damn right. "They're visiting us, then they're going to Disney World with Jaz, Jax, and your little cousin Ruben." Justin explained, and I nodded.

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"I would smack you right now, but that's animal abuse." I pointed to Justin, and he tackled me in the water. I swam from his reach, and swam further than he wanted to go. I came up, and Justin shook his head. "You're such a little punk!"

"When a shark comes I'm not helping you." Justin turned around. "Just kidding, I'd beat that sharks ass."

"I'm sure you would." I chuckled, and started swimming back. Moshe had arrived fifteen minutes ago, considering he was already in Atlanta visiting Christian and Caitlin and giving them tickets for Justin's concert. Our parents should be arriving tonight since they're not catching a private plane. "Justin, I'm going in. I'm getting cold."

"Same here." He got out the water, and Moshe handed us our towels. I shook mine out from any access sand, and wrapped it around my body. I was shivering so much, you'd think I swam in the North Pole! Justin wrapped his towel around me, and grabbed my belongings.

"Justin I can carry something." And he shook his head. We got up to our hotel room in under 7 minutes, but when we did it was colder in there. Justin shoved me onto the bed lightly, and wrapped the blankets around me. "Justin! Don't leave me in here alone."

"I'm getting you dry clothes, chill." He smirked, and bent down to our suitcases. Justin threw me some clothes, and I took them, and hesitated in my mind on which I should change in front of him or go in the bathroom. He's seen me naked before, so it didn't matter.

Justin

Watching her change was glory. It's like I was her neighbor, and I was watching her change clothes through my window and through hers. Once her bikini dropped, all I was capable of seeing was her bum and back, and lengthy beautiful legs.

In my head, I imagined her changing going in slow motion. I don't know why, but I did. She slipped on underwear, then sweatpants. Next, was her shirt, that she didn't put on. She turned around, covering her breast, and searching around. "Where's my bra?" She asked.

Smirking, I shrugged. "Seriously Justin, where is my bra?!" She exclaimed, and I shrugged.

"Babe," I whispered. "Don't be so shy."

When I got close to her, our body heat made the sexual tension get higher. I removed her hands from her breast, and kissed her. It was an all make out session, then she slowly lead us to the bed.

She pushed me down, and straddled me. As her body came in contact was mine, her breast rubbed against my chest, and so I flipped us over and started massaging them. She pulled away from the kiss, and pulled off her sweatpants. She gets horny quick!

"Justin," she whisper/moaned and moved my hand down to her panties. She directed my fingers to go in circular motions which started making her squirm a little. I started going faster and faster which made her start moaning, and already clawing my back.

"Stop teasing." She whispered.

"I'm not." I smirked.

"How would you feel if I did this?" She pulled off my swimming trunks, and started grinding on my boxers. "Huh?"

"It feels good, and I'm going to make you feel the same way."

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