My Brother's Bestfriend (Justin Bieber)

“You smell so fuckin’ good, Bella.” Justin moaned as he buried his face in my neck and started leaving kisses all over the right side of my throat. “So fuckin’ good.”
“It’s the perfume you bought me.” I inwardly smirked.
He raised his head from my neck, also with a devious grin spread across his angelic face. “I guess I have a good eye, huh?”
I bit my lip. “What else are you good at, Mr. Bieber?”
“Many things, Bella. . .” He whispered. “Many things. . .”
I looked up at him innocently, then smirked hard, “Care to show me those things?”
Justin chuckled, “Oh, Bells. . .” He said while bringing his hand up to caress the skin above my breast. “You’re brother is so going to kill me.”