Montrose Academy

Chapter Twenty- Four

 "This is only the beginning."  

"Do you remember when Jazzy thought you were my girlfriend?" Justin asked me.

I nodded. "And do you remember when you started teasing me afterwards?"

I nodded again.

"I had already realized you were my angel by then."

"Why didn't you tell me anything? Why'd you wait so long?"

"I didn't want to scare you away and make you think I was a lunatic. You and me had our differences like the way you trusted De Luca even though I hated him. Well I still do, since it's obvious he still wants to get his hands on you." He muttered.

Brushing my hand against his cheek, he sighed and melted with my touch.

"But once I realized how great you were and after that night you helped me with my homework and we talked, I realized why you were my angel. You're perfect. You're my perfection." He pressed his lips against mine sweetly.

"I never wanted Ethan, just so you know. But I decided to give him a chance to prove himself that he wasn't a womanizer. He repeatedly told me that he wasn't and that I was the only girl he wanted and cared about. I just told him I'd give him a chance to see whether I was right or not."

"I don't ever want him looking at you, you're mine. Not his."

"You're so possessive." I murmured against his neck.

"I don't like sharing, you already know that. I keep what I have close to me at all times."

"How close?" I asked. I raised my head up to look at him and a smirk grew on his lips.

"So close we'd be one."

My breath hitched in my throat. The way his voice dropped a few octaves made my stomach flip and my fingers itching to tangle themselves in his hair.

"Then what?"

His head dipped into the crook of my neck and began nipping and sucking on my collarbone. Ever since last night, when he found out that particular spot made me squirm and whimper, it has been his favorite spot to latch his lips onto. I wasn't complaining. His lips did wonders on my skin.

I clawed his back, trying to hold him tighter against me. His teeth scraped my collar and I gasped at the sensation it gave me.

"You like that, babe?"

"Ah, don't stop. Please don't stop."

He continued to attack my lower neck until he was nestled in between my legs and sliding his hips against mine.

A knock on the door made Justin and I freeze immediately. Justin flew off of me and went to the door.

"What the fuck? I didn't mean nine on the dot." Justin snarled.

"You said nine and here I am. Take the fucking coffee before I decide to throw it in your face." A voice I recognized as Jonathan's growled.

"Sometimes I hate you."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. It's Saturday and you can go back to having Allie pinned beneath you after this."

"Fuck off."

Justin came back with two venti size cups of coffee.

"Jonathan said you always order a vanilla bean frappuccino."

"It's one of my favorites." I told him, taking the desired cup in his hand in mine. Taking a sip, it felt nice and refreshing in my tummy.

Justin came to the bed again and laid down next to me.