Beauty Inside

Chapter 19

Justin's POV

"Are you serious? This is yours?" Summer stepped out the car, staring in awe at my jet.

"Yep. All of it!" I gave a small chuckle. I love watching her face when she sees my possessions. It's adorable.

I grabbed her hand, pulling her with me to the jet. Just as we were about to climb on, she pulled me back.

"Is everything okay?" I asked. "Are you scared?"

"No! I'm not scared! This isn't my first flight. It's just... my parents."

"Oh shit. I forgot. Well, do you want to call them or text them something?"

"Yeah! I'll just send a text on my..." Summer patted her pockets. "On my phone that's dead. Great."

"You can just use mine." I handed her my phone.

"Alright, I'll just send a quick text." Summer tapped her fingers on the screen, debating what to say for minutes until she finally sent the message.

"I'm going to be so dead when I come back." she shook her head.

"Do you want to stay? We don't have to-"

"No!" she stopped me. "I want to go! I just hate being seventeen. I live under the rules of my parents."

"To be honest, I forgot you were seventeen. You're just so... mature."

"Yeah. Well I sure didn't. Remember? No sex for three months. It's kind of hard not to forget."

"Sense when do you crave sex?" I lifted an eyebrow.

"Ever since you started to ... yahknow." She shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm not to sure what you're talking about." I teased.

"Yes you do! When you do that... that stuff!" I could see her begin to blush.

"What kind of stuff? I need you to be more specific." I grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer to me.

"Like that one time at your house where you-"

"Where I did what?" I gently turned her around so her ass was on me.

"Where you d-did that one... uhm, that one thing to m-me." I could tell she was loosing focus from the kisses I was placing down her neck.

"Oh really?" I continued as I dropped my lips to her shoulder, slowly moving my hand up and down her inner thigh.

"Mhm." she leaned her head back against me.

I craved for her touch, I craved for her to feel pleased by me. Me and only me. I know that I said three months because it was the right thing to do, but I'm so close to my breaking point.

"Well," I removed my hand away from her. "I think we should head to the plane now." I smiled, turning my back on her, waiting for her anger lash out.

"Ohmygosh! Justin you can't just do that! I'm going to kill you!" she stomped her way up the steps, chasing after me.

...

The whole flight was so relaxing. Nothing to worry about, no distractions, just Summer and I. Half of the flight, Summer spent talking about different things we could do there, or how her parents were going to kill her. It's a five hour flight so there was lots to discuss. We ate some food cooked by the Chef on the plane. I has a chicken alfredo pasta, and Summer ordered some fancy, healthy type thingy salad. The other half of the plane ride she spent sleeping on my shoulder.