Soulless (Justin Bieber Love Story / Fan Fiction)

XXIII

Still, I said nothing. And out of my peripherals, I noticed him growing more concerned. Even better, he looked panicked. He was panicking because he thought he was going to lose two weeks of work.

I laughed out of spite and attempted to move away from him, but he stopped me by gripping my upper arm. It didn't hurt, but I was incapable of moving. Our faces were mere inches from each other.

"What is the matter with you?" he asked softly, though his eyes were anything but. They were harsh and dark.

Without even blinking, I moved closer. "I don't have to fucking tell you anything."

For a moment he stared at me. He browsed my eyes for any clue as to what was going on, but that was the best part. There was nothing particularly wrong between us; I was simply changing my attitude towards him to see his reactions.

My heartbeat quickened from both the adrenaline and, well, Justin. His presence made me feel weak. He made me want to push him down on my bed and explore his body almost all the time, but I held back. It was his turn to make the first move. Even if it killed me, I wasn't going to do it.

As I stood there and said nothing, he appeared to get more flustered and worried. He tried his best to stand his ground, but I could tell he was frustrated that I wasn't doing anything.

Our breath collided in a way that was different than all of the other times we were that close. There was more tension than ever before. And after what seemed like forever, he licked his lips and pulled me in by my arm in order to allow our mouths to meet. Once it started, I knew it was going to be hard to stop.

We moved quicker than ever. My body was soon sandwiched between my bedroom wall and Justin's body, allowing me to feel his breath, his heartbeat, and the growing of his member against my leg.

I clutched his hair in my hands, pulling at it as we kissed. He moaned in response and slid his hands down to my ass. I turned my head and gasped sharply when he firmly squeezed, giving him the opportunity to nip at my neck. I moaned next.

"Oh my god," I inhaled as he lifted me off of my feet, forcing my legs around his waist to feel him pressing into me even more. He spun around and took me to my bed, throwing me down without a thought. Breathlessly, I watched as he peeled his shirt off of his body to expose himself to me and make himself truly irresistible. I didn't have much time to look because he was quickly diving down to hover over me instead. He practically tore my shirt off of my own body, allowing him to stare down at my nearly bare upper half that was only covered by a light pink bra.

"So fucking sexy," he murmured before plunging down and kissing along my chest. As his lips ran over me in the neediest of ways, my nails sunk into his shoulders. As I fought back heavy sighs and moans, I bit and sucked the spot between his shoulder and neck.

He quickly rolled us over so I was on top, my knees straddling his hips. He sat up, bringing our needy lips together again. I licked his lips and in response, he opened his mouth so our tongues could move against each other.

I'm so angry at him, I thought. But I can't help what's happening. It's almost as if this is an outlet for my frustration.

His hands moved to the middle of my back; his fingers quickly found the clasp of my bra and did not hesitate for even a half of a second to undo it. It suddenly fell down my shoulders, which allowed my chest to be completely bare. Justin separated our lips, and his eyes were not shy as they looked down at what he had not yet seen from me. He took one of my breasts in his hands and the other into his mouth, causing me to throw my head back in pleasure. I covered my mouth as his tongue worked its magic in order to keep quiet.

"Justin," I exhaled, feeling all sorts of things at once. He was driving me insane.

I began moving my hips against his, hearing him groan in response.

"Keep doing that," he whispered hoarsely into my ear.

His hairline was damp and his cheeks were red due to our vigorous movements against each other. Though everything seemed to have taken a dramatic turn against my previous feelings from moments before, I was still angry. However, that was the perfect motivation. I wanted to give him something he wouldn't forget, and something he definitely wouldn't expect from Kennedy Nolan. The plan was to have him wrapped around my little finger before he could even attempt to have me.

I began to feel everything between my legs, indicating that I was ready to finish. My nails dragged harshly against his back, causing him to tighten his grip on me. My head dropped so that our foreheads were touching. Our eyes locked for a moment before I stared down at his lips, loving everything about them entirely.

I gasped, and he kissed my lips to shut me up as I finished off. As I caught my breath, we continued to kiss in order to come down from our ridiculous high.

That definitely did not go as planned.

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a/n: wow nice one!! idk if any of you saw in the last chapter, but i've changed Kennedy to be Emmy Rossum. idk why but that makes more sense to me. but of course, you can picture any of the characters as anybody you would like :))