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24• Charstin

• C H A R L O T T E •

The next morning - after a night with Justin - I lay entangled with Justin, who was in nothing but his Calvins. I had on one of his hoodies and a pair of boy shorts. Don't get any ideas, all we did last night was sleep. I promise.

Justin traced kisses down my neck - ranging from soft, feathery kisses to pressuring, nibbling kisses the lower he got. His body was so firm against mine as he hovered over me, resting on his hands. I slid my hands up the sides of his body, gently scraping my nails across his skin. My eyes dropped shut and I clamped down hard on my bottom lip. Justin's tongue licked at the soft spot on the side of my neck, near to my collar bone. His teeth grazed the skin as he started to suck. Damn. My breath caught at the back of my throat and a moan escaped between my lips. Justin's hand snuck up under his hoodie that I was wearing. I felt goosebumps break out along the trail his hand had just traced. My stomach clenched at the anticipation. I knew I wasn't wearing a bra. I didn't know if his hand would go all the way up. Instead, his hand gripped firmly onto my side as his body pressed up against mine, harder than before. Then, he trailed his hand down my abdomen and he slowly tucked his finger under the edge of my boy shorts and started tugging them down - real slow.

"Justin..." I turned my head and gently grabbed his hand to stop him.

His head popped up and his lips were plump and parted, "babe..."

"Come on... you know I'm still..." my cheeks burned red. It's still something I feel embarrassed about, but I'm a virgin. I just don't feel like sex should be something taken lightly. It's serious, to me.

Justin's features softened, "I know, sweetheart," he pressed a tender kiss against my lips, "it's just so hard in the mornings, especially," he rested his head against my chest and groaned.

"I know," I giggled, "I can feel it against my lower stomach."

He looked up at me, "dirty," his lips twisted into a lazy smirk.

I bit my lip, "hey, I'm just being honest."

"It's your fault I'm hard," he said while absent-mindedly stroking my side.

"I can't really apologize for that," I smiled innocently at him.

"You're just that hot," he leaned in and kissed me, slightly hard.

I groaned into the kiss, against his lips, reluctantly pulled back and placed my hands on his chest to hold him back.

"Baby, I gotta get ready for interning. I can't be late," I pouted.

"Nooooo," he groaned and put his weight fully on my body, cloaking me, "I refuse to let you go."

I huffed out, "Justin... you're heavy," I chuckled, slightly winded, "come on," I tried to push him off.

He exaggerated a long groan and lifted himself off me so I could slip out of bed. I did so. He collapsed down again and rolled onto his back. He placed his hands under his head and watched me, with a content grin on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I looked at him curiously.

"You look so sexy in my hoodie," he said, low and raspy.

"You need a cold shower, babe," I smiled at him, "I'm gonna shower quickly and then it's all yours."

"I could join you and we can save water," he waggled his eyebrows at me.

"I'm gonna go before you get hornier. If that's even possible," I giggled and skipped off to my bathroom, then shut the door.

"Too late!" Justin called from the bedroom.