King |Justin Bieber|

Chapter 42

|Sierra's P.O.V.|

"I have to shower Justin" I giggled as he attempted to kiss me again. He had been so sexually frustrated since the second we stepped out if the plane that he wants to spend every second with his hands on me. I mean it was cute and all but not when I was trying to get things done, e.g. now like showering.

Following me in to the bedroom, "Get your bikini, let's go to the pool first" he said.

I went in to the closet hearing him behind me, I took out one of my bikini's and my towel. "Are you just going to stare at me?" I asked as he stood at the doorway staring at me.

He smirked slapping my ass as I walked out and walked ahead like he'd done nothing. Walking in to the bathroom he didn't hesitate to try unbotten his shirt that I was wearing, before picking me up and placing me on the counter.

His lips attacked my neck once the water started running, he occasionally bit at my skin knowing full of what he was doing. "Why are you so... Touchy" I laughed as I tried to get down.

"I can't help it, you seem more accessible now" I looked at him confused with amusement "I can fuck you whenever I want now right?" He muttered biting down on my bottom lip.

"Get out!" I laughed pushing him out of the door. He groaned leaving and shutting the door. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before I pulled off the shirt and put on the bikini. It was a plain kaki green two piece which I tied from the back.

I looked at myself in the mirror, my body decorated with bruises, Justin's mouth was unavoidable, something I've learnt, and it's not only when he's sexually frustrated. He was animalistic to say the least, his incessant need for aggravated sex seemed to be his favourite type. However he was in a sexual mood 90% of the time and now that I had finally let loose and had sex with him, I knew he'd be 100% sexually active whenever he desires, but was I complaining? No, not at all.

There were a couple hickeys on my stomach, small ones around my chest and my neck, God he wanted to mark me for sure. His mouth was everywhere last night, I wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to mark me for a reason.

I left the bathroom walking over to where he stood by the bed, looking down at his phone I couldn't help but notice the scratch marks on his back as he stood in his swim shorts. "Have you seen what you've done to my back?" He asked turning around, I smiled as my cheeks tinted a shade of red as I heard him chuckle.

"Damn mami" he muttered pulling me in by my waist. "Have you seen all these marks you've left on me?" I asked back as he looked at me from head to toe licking his lips "Good" he smirked pressing his lips against mine in a short kiss before pulling back. We went downstairs and outside where our pool was.

As soon as I got in, the water came up to my thighs as Justin swam go the edge of the pool. The water was really warm, and the sun hit me perfectly. "Come on sweetheart" he chuckled waiting for me. I moved over to where he was and he pulled me to him. Putting my hands on his shoulder we kept a float as the sun hit my back perfectly.

"God your stunning" he muttered leaning his forehead against mine. "I can't believe your mine" he closed his eyes leaning his head on my shoulder I couldn't help but smile at his cuteness as he kissed my shoulder caressing my back in the water I sighed deeply feeling more relaxed as I trailed my hands down his chest and abs clutching on to his sides as he held me close to him. This was perfect.