Chapter Nine.

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Trey's POV.

The jet drops us off in Tampa around 7:30 pm.

"Nigga you ready?" Fasean says excited.

I smile. "Fuck yes. I've been waiting."

"You about to get real fucking famous.." Fasean says laughing.

"We about to get real fucking famous." I correct him as we give a hand clap hug.

We both head to our cars.

"Ohh yeah.. you ready for tomorrow night?" Fasean says as he reaches his car.

I open my car door. "What's tomorrow night?"

"The last party of the summer and the biggest beach party of the year." He say opening his car door.

I smile. "Ohh Yeah. I'm definitely ready."
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Jayla's POV.

I barley make to my bed before collapsing onto it out of breath. I throw off my shirt when Justin makes his way over to me. He slowly climbs on top of me. He pulls my curls behind my ear and leans in slowly kissing me with his soft lips that taste like strawberries. He then trails kisses down my collar bone to my chest.

"Wait."

He stops immediately and looks at me in concern.

"You okay? Am I doing anything wrong?" He continues to look over my whole body to make sure I'm good everywhere.

"I'm fine you dork." I chuckle.

He frowns before he smiles small. "Then what is it babe?"

"You did lock the door right?"

He chuckles. "Yes."

Then he looks over to the door. "Maybe I should go chec-"

"Never mind come here." I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck bringing his lips back down against mine. This kiss is more heated and frenzied than the last one. He finally trails his hands down my body and into my panties. When He comes in contact with my wet heat, He groan.

"Your so fucking wet."

He pushes a finger into my folds and my breath catches. He breaks away from the kiss to watch my face as He begins to rub my clit in fast circles.

I just gasps loudly and my eyes roll into the back of my head. "Ohhh my god."

My loud moans spur him on and He speed up and increase the pressure against my clit. I start to breath heavily and dig my fingernails into his arms.

"Justin," I moans his name.

Then He slides one finger into me and watch as I arch off of the bed.

"Shiiiit." I cry out as he bend down and suck on my neck as he pumps his finger in and out of my walls slowly.

"Damn, ma. You tight as hell."

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