Been You

Chapter 61: Abstain With Me

ELYSANDRA'S POV:

After waking up from the crazy erotic dream I had about Justin, I want him so badly. And normally, he's quick to pick up on when I want sex, but for some reason he's being impervious to my advances. I tried teasing him downstairs, but my attempts were futile. Now, as he and I are heading up to his room, I decide I need to be much more forward. Dropping hints clearly isn't enough. Once we make it up to his room, I give him one more opportunity to take me. As he shuts the door behind him, I turn my back to him. I slowly bend over to "pick up my clothes," my wet panties in Justin's line of vision. I smirk to myself, knowing this has to work. I stand back up straight to look over my shoulder, expecting to see Justin lusting after me. I'm disappointed to see Justin's back to me. He's rummaging through his drawer, probably looking for a shirt. He's completely oblivious to my presence. "Justin," I call, frustrated.

"Hm?" He asks, not even turning around.

"Do you want to fuck me?" I ask bluntly. Justin chokes at my forwardness.

"What?" He chokes out.

"I'm horny, I've been dropping hints, but apparently that's not working so... do you wanna fuck? We can do anal?" I offer, suddenly embarrassed. That wasn't the response I was hoping for. He still hasn't turned around either. "Look, if you don't want to it's fine, I just thought I'd ask," I mutter dejectedly, busying myself by pulling Justin's sweater off of myself. He's quiet for a moment. I actually stopped expecting him to respond. But after a while, his voice does break the silence.

"I noticed the hints," is all he lets out. I furrow my eyebrows at this, although it's not like he can see me. His back is still to me.

"Okay... so... you're just not... in the mood?" I ask, trying to understand.

"No!" He answers quickly. Well. "I am totally in the mood," he elaborates. I wait for further explanation. "It's just... the guys said something about me not actually spending time with you. And they're right. Whenever we're together, we always... and I never take you out or get to know you more. The only things I know about you are from back when we were just friends. I used to know everything about you, but now I don't even know your favorite song," he explains.

"Oh," is all I can say, guilt consuming me. Justin was just trying to be a good boyfriend. It wasn't him not picking up on the hints, it was me. "2U."

"Huh?"

"My favorite song. It's 2U by David Guetta."

"Should've known that," he chuckles. "You sing that damn song every time you shower."

"See? You know more about me than you think you do," I reply. "But if it makes you feel better, lets go out and learn all about each other," I say as I pull my jeans on. Justin laughs lightly at this.

"Yeah, there's just one small problem," he says awkwardly. He slowly turns around and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. He rolls his eyes at my lack of understanding before looking down. I follow his line of sight to see his large erection. I gasp loudly, unprepared.

"Well, I mean, one more fuck couldn't hurt right? Please, baby?" I bite my lip. Justin smiles, rolling his eyes lightheartedly.

"Am I supposed to say no to sex with my insanely hot, shirtless girlfriend? While my dick is this hard?"

"Actually, yes," I giggle before running over to him, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

"You said we could do anal," he reminds me before I kiss him deeply. I pull away to reply.

"You're so lucky that I really do want you in my ass right now," I shake my head smilingly.

"Right now?" Justin cocks an eyebrows at me. I lick his neck before answering.

"Right fucking now." He drops me suddenly, yanking my jeans down along with my underwear. He pushes me over to his bed and bends me over it. Without warning, he shoves himself inside me. How did he get his pants down so quickly? He's holding my hips, thrusting in and out of me so frantically and desperately. I start backing my ass up to meet his strokes, and I feel myself starting to cum almost immediately. As I'm cumming, he starts rubbing my clit wildly. The unexpected pleasure causes me to squirt all over his hand and bed spread. Noticing my reaction, Justin loses it.

"Oh, shit," he breathes amazedly. "I'm gonna -"

"Do it, baby," I let out. "Cum in my asshole." His strokes speed up, getting sloppy before he releases inside me. We both collapse on the drier part of his bed.

"You... you squirted..." Justin pants incredulously. "We are so doing that again tonight. That's the hottest thing I've ever seen."