"Look what we have here." Justin mused.
"It's not what it looks like." Sammie shoved the panties in her back pocket. I crossed my arms and mockingly stared at Sammie.
"You don't have to explain anything to us. You've already been busted." I smiled bigger. Sammie dashed off.
"I had to let her know what's up." Za shrugged and closed his door. I turned towards my door and unlocked it.
"Naughty naughty." I shook my head and entered my room.
"I already knew that was going to happen." Justin kicked off his shoes.
"Sammie was so jealous whenever Za talked about his sex life. She thought she was missing out on something. Za had to show her. Ah, you're such a naive virgin." Justin looked at me.
"Wait, what is that suppose to mean? Just because I'm a virgin doesn't mean I'm naive." I narrowed my eyes.
"You're naive." He said.
"Because I'm a virgin?"
"Yeah." He nodded. I rolled my eyes.
"This virgin wants you out of her bed." I crossed my arms.
"NO!" Justin hid under the covers. I ran and jumped on top of him and began beating him with pillows.
Somehow, he lifted me off of him and I plopped down on the bed. He quickly lifted the cover over his head and covered us both with it. He hovered his body over mine and gently kissed my lips.
He pulled away quickly, leaving my lips yearning for his tender, satisfying touch. I groaned.
"Still want me to leave?" He stupidly asked.
"No." I answered
He leaned down again, capturing my lips in his. My fingers traced over his sculpted jawline. My tongue lightly grazed over his bottom lip, begging for entrance. He granted, by parting his lips.
My hand traveled to the back of his head. I trailed my fingers along the little hairs. He lowered his body onto mine, deepening our kiss in process.
He pulled away and tilted his head, before connecting our lips again. His phone went off.
He groaned and ignored it. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed upward.
"It can wait."
"Justin, it may be important."
"I doubt it." He leaned back down and reconnected our lips.
The phone stopped ringing. Justin reached behind my head, pulled it upward, and deepened our kiss once again. He pulled away. He started leaving soft kisses on my cheek. Then, my jaw, and my neck.
I felt the warmness of his tongue gliding over my neck. I faintly moaned. I quickly bit my bottom lip, before any more moans slipped out my mouth. He grabbed the back of my thigh and held it. I cupped his face in my hands, guiding his lips back to mine.
His phone went off again. He frustratedly pulled away and grabbed the disturbance out his pocket.
"Hello?" He answered. I leaned up and pecked his lips. "I'm busy right now... Can't this wait until tomorrow?" He rolled his eyes.
I slowly run my fingers from his neck to his chest. He sat up and kneeled between my legs. I rested my hands behind my head, impatiently waiting for him to get off the phone.
"I really don't want to hear this." He had a serious look in his eyes as he looked at me. He clenched his jaw and hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I have to go."
"I'll see you tomorrow." He got off the bed, grabbed his shoes and left out the room. I laid there on the bed confused.
YOU ARE READING
Body Rock is a six book, Justin Bieber, fan fiction on Wattpad, but in the series, he plays more of a secondary character. Body Rock is about a Chicago-born dancer named Marissa Small. Marissa has a hurtful past, which pushes her out of Chicago an...