Who is Justin Bieber?

15. Our First Time

I felt two arms lay me down and felt blankets over me. I opened my eyes a bit and saw Justin, he smiled at me and I lay my head on the pillow.

“you fell asleep”, Justin said softly, “Deborah is sleeping in the other room.”

I nodded. Justin took of his jacket and his shirt and started at his pants, really I wanted to admire that sexy body but I wasn’t planning on looking at his naked body so I closed my eyes. I heard him chuckle and then felt someone get behind me in bed, it was Justin. He gave soft kisses on my shoulder to my neck. I turned around to face him and looked in his beautiful eyes. I wonder, how can someone be so perfect?

Justin brushed my cheek and smiled, his face moving closer. Just looking at him made me smile already. His warm body hung above mine, leaving almost no space between us. His lips came on mine and he asked for an entrance which I gave him, his tong was playing with mine but he stopped giving me a small kiss and then lay down. I just smiled but Justin grabbed my hand and then took my hips and let me sit on him.

I held my one hand on his chest and my other held his hand. I looked at his tattoos there were lots of them but it actually was sexy. I traced them with my fingers, studying all of them. I saw Justin smiling in the corner of my eye and it made me smile. I entwined our fingers with my other hand and looked at him again. His free hand pulled my shirt up a bit holding my now bare skin of my hip. I bit my lower lip. I gave him a small kiss and smiled at him. Justin gave me a serious look which made me a bit worried.

“you know, I.. if you don’t want to..”, he said but I cut him off kissing him, I felt a smile form on his lips. Justin sat up now, still holding my hips as he started taking some hair from my neck and he gave soft kisses while nibbling on my skin, a moan escaping my mouth. My fingers making circles on his chest with my nails as more moans came and I just placed one hand on his chest, the other on his neck playing with the end of his hair as I pulled his face up softly, our lips touching now.

I woke up from my phone which was buzzing as a freak somewhere on the floor, where my pants were.. oh god. I remembered I was naked and tried to find a way to walk to my phone. I saw an extra blanket lay on the end so I grabbed it and wrapped it around me and tried to find my phone but it was dark so I went to the sound but it stopped buzzing so I started looking for the light and found my phone. I unlocked it.

23 missed calls from: Daddy ;)

47 unread texts

Oh god.. I totally forgot to tell him I was staying at Justin’s. My phone rang again and it was my dad again so I picked up.

“Hello? Alyssa?” my dad said worried.

“Dad.. look, I am so sorry..” I tried to explain.

“Where the hell are you? Are you save? You sound ok.. do you know how worried I was, or am?!?” he sounded like he was about to cry.. maybe out of relieve or out of worry but I felt so guilty anyway.

“Dad, I’m fine. I am so sorry I didn’t mean to ma-” I couldn’t finish my sentence.

“Alyssa Danielle McRae, where are you” my dad’s voice had a little less worry in it and was more warning now because it wasn’t good if he was saying my first and last name but now he said my second name too.. and god I hate that name damn.

“At Justin’s”

“What are you doing there?” his voice was more calm now.

“Dad..”