JUSTIN'S POV:
"Justin, I just learned how to do this damn routine and now I have to do it on ice! There's no way, I should just go back and quit now. Save myself the embarrassment," Ely rambles as we walk home. I grab her by her shoulders, stopping her.
"El. We will spend all damn day tomorrow at the rink if we have to. You're gonna be a pro by the game Saturday. Sometimes, these things take a little more work. But it'll be so worth it. Remember that feeling when you made the team?" Ely nods. "Hold onto that feeling. That's how it's gonna feel after your performance on Saturday. Don't count yourself out, babe. You're so so talented," I say, pulling her into a hug. "We can stress about all this tomorrow. Tonight, we're celebrating. Do you wanna go out to eat? What do you wanna do?" I ask. She pulls out of the hug gently. She brings her index finger up to my lower lip, toying with it.
"I wanna play," she whispers seductively, looking up at me through her thick eyelashes. Well. I quickly pick her up onto my back and start running towards the house. When we finally make it there, the guys greet us in the living room. I'm too eager to even pay attention to what they're saying. I think they're congratulating Ely, but I can't be bothered to be sure.
"We'd love to stay and chat, but we've got some celebrating to do," I say, running Ely up the stairs. She giggles in response before calling down to them.
"Thanks for the help!" I push Ely into my room, closing to door behind us. Ely sits herself on my bed and I follow suit, sitting next to her. I lean over her to kiss her slowly and passionately. The room is quiet apart from the sound of our tongues making contact. I pull Ely's sports bra over her head, taking her left nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking. Once it's fully erect, I move onto the right. While I'm doing so, Ely manages to remove my shirt. "You're so hot, babe," Ely breathes. I don't know how she still manages to flatter me, to give me butterflies, but she does. Her smooth fingertips explore my chest, trailing down until they reach the waistband of my sweats.
"No, baby girl. Tonight is all about you," I whisper, laying her down and pulling her shorts and panties down. I rub her clit in circular motions, continuing to make out with her. Once she starts moaning, I insert my index finger while still circling her clit with my thumb.
"Uhhh," Ely shudders as I insert my second finger. She's moaning quietly as my fingers thrust in and out of her, until I add a third finger. She gasps in shock, making me speed up. Her pussy is so wet, the sound of my hand going to work is louder than her moaning. She starts sucking on my bottom lip, meaning she's probably close. I put my fourth finger inside of her, pumping my hand with full force, and she loses it. Her hips thrust wildly as she approaches her orgasm. I pull my hand completely out of her to rub her clit vigorously with my entire hand, making her cum. She exhales in relief, her body falling limp beneath me. She lies, eyes closed and body completely still, apart from a few twitches. I smirk, admiring my handiwork. Ely's eyes flutter open moments later. I bring my hand up to my mouth, sucking them clean.
"You taste so good, baby girl," I whisper. She sighs, spent. "Congratulations by the way," I say.
"Thank you, Justin," she breathes. Damn, I'm good. I won't lie, my hand does tingle though. I hope this doesn't become a regular thing. I look down at her, naked and coming down looking like a complete goddess. Never mind, hand tingles are great. My thoughts are interrupted when I feel Ely softly kiss my neck. I take this as an invitation, and I relax my body next to hers, brushing her sweaty hair out of her face. "Hey, babe?" she asks, her voice raspy and freaking sexy.
"Hm?"
"With this whole cheerleading thing, I've gotten so much more flexible," she teases softly. I feel a rush below the belt, making my eyes dart up to hers. She's smirking happily, getting the reaction she wanted. "I can show you, yeah?"
"Yeah," I answer, nodding vigorously, laying back on my bed as she climbs on top of me. I fucking love cheerleading.
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FanfictionJustin and Elysandra have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But their friendship is put to the test as they both start university together. Will the pressure of college tear them apart, or push them closer than they ever thought po...
