Fix Me (Sequel to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 52

-8am-

(Christie's pov)

When I opened my eyes, I saw and felt Justin's fingers lightly rubbing my shoulder. I shifted my eyes up to him. He was staring up at the ceiling, obviously thinking about something.

"What are you thinking about?"

I whispered, making him blink his eyes and look at me.

"...You"

He replied, staring at the ceiling again.

"Why?"

I scooted closer to him, smiling a little. He shrugged, his lips twitching into a smile too.

"Justin"

I nudged him.

"Hmm?"

He kept staring at the ceiling.

"Why?"

I repeated.

"What else can I think about?"

He responded.

"No, I mean, what about me are you thinking of?"

I rephrased the question.

"...Everything"

Ugh, why is he so stubborn? I just want an answer.

"That explains a lot"

I said sarcastically.

"Being sassy already?"

His eyes finally looked at me again. He was smirking now.

"Yep"

I played along. Justin pulled me on top of him.

"You know I don't like that"

He smirked.

"Yea, I know"

We were about 3 inches apart.

"And that's a problem"

His hand rested on my back.

"What'd you gonna do about it?"

I gave him a daring look.

"Hmm, I don't know. What'd you think?"

Suddenly, I felt him take my panties off. That's when I took my shirt(his shirt) off. He unclasped my bra, then hover over me. his eyes scanned me as he licked his lips.

"You're so perfect"

His lips smashed against mine, holding me close. I kissed back and felt him all over. His hands were so gentle yet felt so good as he touched me everywhere.

"Wait"

I stopped him.

"What?"

He was clearly impatient. I find that funny.

"Shouldn't we use the other bed?"

I asked.

"Fuck it"

He continued. I felt his fingers start to rub and play with my area. I let out a soft moan while he slid 2 fingers inside me. I was desperate to let it all out on him.

"Don't go yet"

He ordered. How am I supposed to hold myself when he's fingering me so good?

"Justin"

I started to pant, trying to resist as he pumped his fingers in and out of me.

"Hold it"

His morning voice wasn't helping at all. He stopped, but kept his fingers inside me.