Opposites

1.4

a/n: sorry i haven't updated, i wanted to take a break during christmas break...p.s happy holidays...pps i hope this chapter is great for all of you lolz- autumn

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Kissing Justin was like nothing I had ever felt before. I felt every cliche feeling there was to feel. Words couldn’t wholly describe it. My chest felt lighter and like it would burst into the sky as colorful fireworks. Flames surged through my veins. I felt like I was glowing. I felt together. Justin moved his hands to the small of my back and pulled me closer to him. He parted his lips and I did the same. 

He got off the ledge of the bathtub and wrapped his arms around me as he kneeled on the floor across from me. Justin’s arms snaked their way around me and held me tightly to his torso. I tugged at his lip with my teeth and he moaned softly into my mouth. My stomach felt like it was on fire. He sat down criss-cross on the floor. His tongue made an entrance and allowed itself into my mouth, making me crumble onto his lap in response. He kissed me urgently, pleadingly. Justin kissed me so fervidly that I thought I would never feel such passion again after this specific moment was lost. I detached our lips for only a moment so I could straddle him. He gripped my thighs and ran his hands up and down, pushing his tee shirt up and down again. I ran my hands through his hair and down his chest.

Shivers erupted all over my body. I didn’t know how him and Tamara didn’t ever do anything even remotely sexual, because Justin truly seemed like he knew what he was doing. Justin adjusted his hands to my back and slowly lay me down on the bath mat. He hovered over me as he positioned his hands on either side of me. He had a knee in between my legs and his palms placed by my elbows. 

He lowered himself down and maneuvered himself so that he wouldn’t crush me. I licked my lips as he slowly leaned in to kiss me once again. My heart was racing. I thought I could hear it in my ears. Justin lightly kissed my lips, like in those movies where you truly want the protagonists to kiss and when they do, it’s not enough for you; it’s not passionate enough. 

“Justin,” I tried to speak, but he kissed me again. He kissed down my jawline until he was near where the jaw and neck meet. He moved the tee shirt out of the way by angling it off of my shoulder. Justin sucked on my collarbone and kissed down my shoulder.

“Cali,” he said. His deep, smooth voice made it seem like my name flew around the room in a beautiful echo. Justin made my name sound like an ornate melody.

I caressed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to meet mine once again. Our mouths moved in sync so perfectly. He snuck one arm under me and used the other to stroke my cheek. I let out a soft moan. I thought he didn’t hear it, but then Justin just went on and played with the hem of his shirt on me, and ran his hand up and down from my hip to my ribcage. As soon as his fingertips brushed up against my ribcage, flashes of Mason’s fist into my chest flooded throughout my mind. I disconnected my lips from his and lightly pushed him away. His hair was disheveled and his lips were bright red and swollen. 

He raised his eyebrows like he was questioning everything that had just happened, and why I had been the one who had stopped it. I took my hands off of him and cleared my throat. He stood up and I followed his action. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked down at the floor. I was still in a complete and disturbed state of euphoria, only to be interrupted by such distressing thoughts. I shouldn’t have kissed him.

“I’m sorry-” we both said at the same time.

“How’re you feeling? Does anything feel broken or sprained?” Justin ran a hand through his hair and tightened his jaw a bit.