Been You

Chapter 57: With Your Friends or With Me

ELYSANDRA'S POV:

After being so rudely interrupted, Justin and I dry each other off. I giggle at his touch and he smiles happily. Why is he in such a good mood? He didn't even finish. I mean, I at least got one orgasm. Once we're both somewhat dry, we wrap ourselves in towels and head into his room to get dressed. Justin hold his door open for me, then closes it behind himself. I drop my towel as I rummage through his drawers for something to wear. "Damn."

"What?" I ask looking over my shoulder. I see Justin staring at me, smirking.

"Your body..." Justin marvels. I blush uncontrollably. "I really wanna fuck you all day, baby," Justin continues. My mouth falls open in shock at his sudden attraction to me. My stomach flips.

"Justin..." I breathe. "We can't... you know how loud we get..." I reason, desperately wanting to jump him.

"I know, but a guy can fantasize, can't he?"

"Well... we can still make out... if you want?" I offer, unsure.

"If I want?" Justin repeats. "Hell yes," Justin answers, closing the distance between us. He puts his hands on my hips, pulling our centers together. I gasp at the sudden contact. "I want," he whispers, our lips almost touching. Desperate for his touch, I crash my lips into his and we begin feverishly making out, our hands wandering each others bodies. His hands grip my ass cheeks, making me moan into his mouth. He kisses his way to my ear to whisper, "Just a few minutes ago, I was fucking this ass." This sends a rush down in my sex.

"Baby, my pussy is so wet right now," I breathe. At this he swings me around, pushing me down onto the bed. I gasp at his forcefulness before spreading my legs for him.

"You weren't lying," he laughs before joining me on the bed. He's hovering over me, using one hand to hold himself up, and the other to touch himself. Just as he starts stroking himself, a knock at the door interrupts us. He rolls over on his back, throwing his head backwards in frustration. He gets up angrily, grabbing a towel from the floor on his way to answer the door. He wraps the towel around his waist and yanks the door open, not wide enough for me to see who's on the other side. No, not wide enough for them to see my naked body. "Why the fuck are you guys set on me not cumming today?" Justin answers furiously. My jaw drops.

"We just... we know you wanted to see that Transformers movie and Christian got the bootleg. Wanted to know if you wanted to watch with us... we haven't seen you in forever besides practice, man." It was Za. Justin rolls his eyes, obviously unable to stay mad. He sighs, releasing his anger.

"I can't, man," Justin says quietly through clenched teeth. He probably thinks I can't hear him. Idiot. "My girl is here, I can't just..."

"So? She doesn't like movies?" Za whispers back, I think. He's at least a little better than Justin at this. I creep up behind Justin wrapping my arms around him, pressing my cheek into his back.

"There was a time when we were actually friends, baby," I mope, my face squished against his back. It's quiet, but I can feel his slight movements. Frustrated with Justin's strange behavior, I release my hold on him and start to gather my clothes.

"Woah!" Za exclaims, covering his eyes. Oops.

"Elysandra," Justin scolds through clenched teeth, briskly walking over to cover both of us with his towel. I walk away from him and his towel, continuing to search for my panties. "What are you doing?" He strains, trying to keep up with me.

"I'm getting dressed and going home. It's clear that you're embarrassed to have me around your friends, so -" I stop when I spot my panties caught on Justin's lamp. I grab them and begin stepping into the lacy article.

"Ely, you know that's not it," Justin pleads with me.

"Then what is it, Justin?" I ask, annoyed at his behavior.

"I just -" he tries. I wait for his answer. He relaxes his shoulders and begins to explain. "I don't want you near Ryan after... all that's happened." He looks at me pleadingly. I walk toward him in my underwear and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Baby," I coo, looking up into his eyes. "I'm not gonna hide from Ryan, hell no! I'm not giving him any more power over my life. There's nothing more he can do to me. To us. Not unless we let him."

"How did I luck up and get such an amazing girlfriend?" He asks dreamily before kissing me romantically. My body folds into his as I swoon.

"So... are y'all gonna come down or what?" Za asks, still covering his eyes. Justin and I pull away, laughing.

"Yeah, Za, we'll be down in two minutes," I answer. "Thanks."