4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

"Round two?" Justin asked.

I bit my lip, grinning, "Do you really have to ask that?" I threw him against the bed. "It's my turn to be in charge." I smirked.

"Fück, you're so sexy." He groaned.

I giggled to myself, climbing on top of him. I slowly rubbed my woman against him, I mean come on testing his patients was honestly my specialty.

"Malaysia stop."

"You want me to stop?" I pouted sarcastically.

"No stop fücking teasing me!" He grew aggravated and just grabbed me by my hips and placed me on him. I threw my head back in pure pleasure.

"Ride Malaysia, now." He told me. I nodded and began to slowly rock my hips back and forth.

"Fück I don't think I can last long with you on top of me like this." He held on to my hips. "I don't think I can either," I whined.

I think Justin could tell I was getting out of breath because the next thing he said was, "Come on baby, you got this. Just a little bit longer."

I nodded, going more just like he said.

"Justin I—"

"Cum with me baby." He cut me off as we both climaxed together before I fell on top of him.

I climbed off Justin and laid next to him, I must say his new bed is quite comfortable. Well I mean compared to the other places we've been having sex such as in his living room, the dining room table, the shower, and the hallway.

What can I say? Justin and I have been with each other for the whole weekend and we just can't keep our hands off each other. A part of me is doing it so much because I need something else to think of, and I know that's not right to just have sex to forget about my problems. But it's not that bad, I love Justin and he knows that. And I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind the amount of sex we've been having, that's normal for us.

"Are you going to work today?" He asked me out of no where. "Why you trying to get rid of me?" I laughed.

He pulled me in closer to him, "Oh shut up babe, you know that's not true. I just have some shit to handle with Scooter and wanted to know where you'll be."

I shrugged, "I'll prolly head to the office than home to get a pair of clothes and see how Max is doing."

"Have you talked to your parents yet?"

"Not since we left the hospital Friday, I don't have anything to say to them." I shrugged, "I'm 22 I don't have to talk to them."

"I know that Mal, I was just asking. Calm down babe," He chuckled. "Anyway, so Max came home yesterday?"

I nodded, "I guess he was doing extremely good considering the circumstances he went through and the doctor discharged him early."

"Well that's good, isn't it?"

"That's great, I'm pretty sure he's going to want to talk to me about the wedding." I said.

"Oh yeah that's right, that's crazy there getting married. I mean I'm beyond happy for them don't get me wrong," he chuckled, "I just never pictured Max as a guy that wanted to be married."