Personal Assistant

Chapter 3

Our lips were constantly connected as we carefully and swiftly made our way up the stairs to my apartment. Justin had one arm wrapped around my waist and the other on the wall as he led us up the stairs. His hand slowly made its way down to my ass and gave it a slight squeeze. I gasped and Justin took the opportunity to explore my mouth with his tongue. Without disconnecting our lips, I rummaged through my purse for my keys. We finally get into my apartment and we make our way into the bedroom. He rips open my shirt, unsnapping each button. My hands lowered to his belt as I quickly pulled the belt from around his waist. We continued to pull garments of clothing from each other's bodies until we were both left fully exposed. We stared into each others each for a few seconds until he crashed his lips onto mine once again. We fell onto the bed and his mouth traveled from my mouth... to my jaw... to my neck... to my chest... to my breasts. He placed a soft kiss above each of my breasts and looked up at me. I was breathing heavily and my heart was beating a million mph. He smirked at me and I blushed. "You ready?" I instantly got the chills at his question. Was I ready? Ready to give up my last sliver of innocence to a man I barely know... and to my boss no less!? Hell yes. Justin was the man I've been waiting all my life for. "Justin...I...I" I couldn't even think of the words to say. "Just fuck me already." He chuckled and began to...

*beep beep beep beep beep*

There's that damn alarm again. Damn that alarm. But even more... damn that dream. Did I just have a sex dream of my boss? Shit. Even unconscious, He was manipulating my inner thoughts. I closed my eyes for a minute more in hopes of returning to my peaceful bliss of a dream. What the hell am I saying...? Justin is my boss. No, Mr. Bieber is my boss. I need to get my head out of my ass and keep my priorities straight. I grabbed my phone of my nightstand and checked my email. Crap. 1 New Message  

To: Alexandra Reed

From: Justin Bieber  

No I am not your father, Miss Reed. However I am your boss and I have the power to fire you. I think you should watch that smart mouth of yours before it gets you into trouble. Get some sleep. I have a very busy day planned for us tomorrow. See you at 7:00 sharp, Alexandra. NO LATER.  

Justin Bieber

CEO, Bieber Publishing and Corporations  

I rolled my eyes. Fire me? He couldn't be serious. I looked at the time. 6:00 I still had time for a shower. I rolled out of bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom. I could hear Lauren in the other room on the phone with God knows who. As a stripped my clothes off, I couldn't help but imagine Justin standing infront of my, gliding my shirt off and placing kisses down my arms as he did so. Stop Alex. Don't let him get inside your head. I stepped into the shower and once again, thoughts of Jusitn crept into my head. I could feel him hard behind me as his hands massaged every inch of me. Rubbing his hands up....and down...back up.... and back down... "Mhmm..." I accidentally let out a moan and then I heard a knock at the door. "Alex... what are you doing in there..?" I was quickly snapped out of my dirty thoughts.

"I..um...I'm taking a shower." There was a pause on the other side of the door. 

"Okay.. well I have to run a few errands out of town today. I won't be back until late tonight. Okay?" 

"Alright, bye Lauren." She left and I heard the front door close. My best friend just caught my practically masturbating in the shower. I need to be more careful if I'm going to let my mind get the best of me. I got out of the shower and walked to the closet. I slipped into a straight form fitting black dress and slid on my black, red bottom heels. After my incident in the shower, I don't have much time left. I quickly dried my hair and applied my makeup. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and hurried to brush my teeth so I wouldn't be late. As soon as the toothbrush was in my mouth, my phone rang. I kept the toothbrush in my mouth and answered with a muffled "Hewwo?"