Quiet

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November 4th, 2016

Laying flat on my stomach I read over my language arts text book. Sighing of boredom, I picked up my phone and shot my boyfriend a text;

Baby I'm bored

Didn't take long for him to reply ;

Want me to come over?

Smiling, I replied;

Yes, but don't come through the front door

??? Why?

Grounded for sneaking you in last time

Baby that's ridiculous

You're telling me. Climb up the tree? Balcony door will be open

You're so damn lucky I love you. See you in ten

Smirking, I closed my text book and shoved it back into my backpack. Racing down the stairs, I grabbed a couple of snacks. "Um, what's with the food?" Mom spoke skeptically. "I'm hungry? What? I can't have food?" My eyes narrowed and so did here, "watch the attitude, young lady."

I simply said 'Kay' then hopped two stairs at a time. "Justin better not be up there, Y/n." She hollered. "Why would he be up here? He kinda needs to go through the front door to get here." I snapped back, slamming the door.

Tossing the chips and drinks on my bed, I quickly changed into comfier clothes.

It wasn't long before I heard two taps on my balcony door. Smiling, I made my way to open the door whispering, "I told you the door was open," I kissed him quickly letting him in. A goofy smile plastered on his face, "I forgot."

"We have to be quiet, my mom is on in my ass about having food up here." I whispered as I crawled into my bed. "Why are you grounded again?"

"I had you over without their permission." I shrugged as I peeled open a bag of chips.

"And what if they come up here and see hat I'm here?"

"They're not going to. They're too busy with my sister's wedding." I told him a little more bitterly than I meant to.

A sympathetic look crossed his features, "hey, give them a break. We all know how needy and bitchy your sister is. Lord knows if she isn't the center of attention, nothing would be good." He made his way to me pulling me into him. He kissed my forehead adding, "at least they aren't bugging you now." His hand came around my waist pulling me closer as his lips claimed my neck tenderly. "I've missed you." His voice vibrated against my neck. I couldn't help but smile, "I've missed you too."

Wasn't long before I was under neath Justin's body. His warmth colliding with mine, his fingers tracing along the curve of my waist and hips, caressing my thighs and massaging my heated flesh. His hips rolled into mine causing a little whimper to pass my swollen lips. "Justin, we can't. They'll hear us." I said weakly. "Then we'll just have to be quiet, huh?" A wicked smirk on his pink lips.

He kissed me once more before lifting my shirt to kiss his lips to my belly, making me giggle. My fingers playing with the ends of his hair as he moved South. His lips puckered against my covered pussy. Stupid shorts...

Hooking his fingers around the hem of my shorts he pulled them down my legs agonizingly slow, only teasing me. I shuffled impatiently, "Justin, do something, please," I almost whine. I heard a faint chuckle before feeling his warm tongue pressed against me.

I moaned. Loudly.

"Shh," he said, only making me whimper. Oh how much I wanted to scream. He wanted me to scream. He wanted me to get caught in the action.

My hips rolled upwards against his face only to be pinned back down. My back arched up, head buried into my pillows. I whimpered again, "Justin," his tongue swirled around my clit making me squirm. His head moved side to side drawing me closer and closer to my orgasm. "Justin, fuck," I squeaked.

I was almost there when I heard stomping then knocking, "Y/n, what are you doing? Justin better not be in there so God help me-" as my dad spoke I panicked. Justin didn't move at all, probably just as scared shitless as me. "Dad don't come in here!" I yelled. "What? Why?" The door handle turned slowly, "Dad no! I'm- I'm masturbating! Don't- just don't!" The handle stopped turning. My cheeks burned a firey red I assume. Justin sealed his lips close trying to avoid laughing. My heart pounded against my rib cage.

"Oh, uh. Sorry. Sorry." His voice faint, muffled behind the door. I covered my mouth, holding in my own laugh.

I listened closely for retreating feet. As soon as the coast was clear, I ran to the door and locked it. "You didn't lock the door?!" Justin whisper yelled. "I didn't think anyone was going to come upstairs!" I defended in the same tone.

"Fuck, that was close." I muttered.

"Yeah, and so were you. Now get that sweet fucking pussy back over here, I wasn't done."

I giggled before obeying, crawling back into the bed.

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