Belong
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He pushes my shirt up then pulls the straps of my bra down my arms forcing my bra under my tits, so they are fully exposed to him. I reach down and unbutton his pants, unleashing his cock. I can feel it pulsating as I stroke it up and down.
“Justin, we can’t do this here. Someone will catch us.
He wears a cunning grin on his face. “Doesn’t that make it more fun?”
“Oh, it does! Just not in front of our friends. I don’t want to be known as that girl.”
He thrusts his hips forward, pushing his cock further into my hand. “No, you’re known as my girl.”
I rub my thumb over the tip of his cock. “I want you to fuck me seven ways to Sunday, just not right here.”
A low growl comes from his throat. He picks me up around my waist, so I wrap my legs around him, and he carries me into the closest room, which happens to be the bathroom. Sitting me on my feet, not breaking eye contact, as he slowly unbuttons my jeans. In one swift move, he pushes my pants and panties down to my ankles, then lifts me onto the counter. Pulling off my pants and throwing them to the floor. He then does the same thing with my shirt and bra. I lean forward to do the same to him but he stops me.
Taking me by the knees, he spreads my legs, then pushes me to the back of the counter, so that my back is against the cold mirror. Here I am, completely bared to him.
He steps back and looks me over, then runs his tongue slowly over his lips. He glides his hands slowly from my ankles up to my knees, then to my inner thigh. He pushes my legs further apart, then lowers his mouth down to my, oh so eager pussy. The moment that his tongue touches my flesh, my body starts to shake, and I can feel that I’m going to cum. I claw and pull at him. Whimpers are the only sound I can make as I feel the edge coming closer and closer.
Justin stands up and in one quick motion pulls me to the edge of the counter and dives deep inside me. I look down and watch as his cock glides in and out of me. That’s all it takes to send me soaring and then crashing to the ground, shattering like a crystal glass hitting the floor.
Justin wraps his arms tightly around me, burying his face into my neck. His body tenses beneath my touch, he thrusts one more time, and then I feel him pull out of me. Wrapping both my hands around his cock I stroke him until he cums.
His body is shaking as he leans against me. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Watching you all night was driving me crazy, knowing that you love me... Fuck, it was just more than I could stand.”
“Justin, that was magnificent. I wouldn’t care if we were on a park bench. I love you. To be with you, anywhere, in any way, makes me feel alive.”
He pulls up his jeans and grabs my clothes from the floor. Before he helps me get dressed he takes a wash rag and cleans himself from my stomach and legs.
A knock on the door makes us both jump. “Hey, hurry up in there! I’ve got to pee.” I let out a deep breath. It’s Leila.
Before, he couldn’t keep his eyes off me. Now he isn’t looking up or saying a word. I take him by the chin. “Justin, what’s wrong?”
His face shows the frustration he’s feeling. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t hold back. You deserve more than a quick fuck in a bathroom.”
“Hmm, a park bench. There’s an idea!”
He takes my face into his hands and kisses me passionately.
The knocking continues. “Come on! For real, I have to pee! I’m about ready to piss my pants.”
Justin hands me my shirt. I pull it over my head right before he takes my hand and turns to the door. “What are you doing?” I ask with complete terror in my voice.
“We can’t stay in here all night, and you heard her. Just trust me.”
Trust him. Shit, if it’s only Leila out there, I can deal. But what if she’s not alone? I mean, fuck, her beating on the door and yelling that she has to pee surely drew some attention. Justin’s pants are gaping open. Mine are undone, I have no bra on, and when I look down at my shirt, I fucking have it on backward. There is no hiding what we were doing in here.
He cracks the door open and peeks his head outside. He chuckles as he drags me out of the bathroom and we quickly cross the hall towards the bedroom. Before we get too far, she calls out after us. “We’re putting a pin in this and will be coming back to it!”
Chapter Nine
The past several weeks have been remarkable. I haven’t seen or even heard from my dad. I haven’t even heard any rumors about him. I’ve only been to the house one more time, and that was to get the rest of my things. We went when I was sure no one would be home. I honestly think Justin wanted dad to show up. He doesn’t try to hide the distain he has for him. Or if he does, he does an awful job of it.
When we were discussing getting my things out of the house, I could see the loathing on his face and hear it in the few words he said about him. “A real man would never lay a hand on a woman. Fucking never! Let alone his daughter. Dirty rotten bottom feeding mother fucker.”
Not that dad doesn’t deserve everything that he would have coming to him. I’m glad he didn’t show up. I only wanted to sneak in get my stuff and to get the hell out. When we were leaving, I stood in the doorway watching the ghosts of the family that once was, but would never be again.
When we carried in the last of my things into the house, I had this euphoric feeling. It was official. My home is now with Justin. I’ve figured out that no matter where we are, as long as I’m with him, I’m home.
Over the next few months, we spend a lot of time at the academy. Justin has taught me some basic self-defense techniques. I taught him the true meaning of what a totally uncoordinated person looks like. It was fun to spend time with him and seeing him in his element. I got to know Jordan and Jenika. My gut was right, they are both amazing people. I learned that Jenika is an RN at Denver’s children’s hospital. I asked her how she’s able to see all those children who are fighting so hard for life. She tells me that she’s simply blessed to be able to spend time with each and every one of them. That no matter what age the child is or what it is that they are fighting, she always learns something from them. It seems to me that it would be impossible to deal with seeing children in such a state. Even though it feels awkward, I ask her how she deals with the children that lose their fight. I can see the sadness in her face. She told me that she goes home to her family. She tells them that she loves them, and then thanks God that has them.
Above the spot where Justin used to fish with his dad has officially become ours. We’ve spent endless hours up there talking, exploring, or simply taking in the magnificent beauty of nature. Hell, a few occasions he even got me to go fishing. Many times, we would be up there so long we’d get to watch the sun set and rise. It’s a place that I can find solace. A place that I feel real, that I have purpose in life, not just the poison that I’d always been led to believe I was.
Justin has fit right in with everyone at Delish. It makes me smile whenever a customer refers to him as ‘the boyfriend.' He has truly become part of our family. Oscar’s happy to have a male around that’s for sure. Endless times he’s informed us that there were too many hormones flying around the place. Typically, that gets something thrown at him, and he says ‘see, case and point.'
Tonight, is no different than any other night. I’ve just finished up a long ass shift at Delish when I hear Justin’s truck pull into the parking lot. Just the sound of it makes my heart start to flutter. When he walks through the door, he greets me in his traditional way. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in close. Then he gives me a kiss that makes that ‘zing’ travel through my entire body.
I grab my stuff and yell goodnight to everyone as we head out the door. I’m dead on my feet and can’t wait to get home and cuddle on the couch. Justin and I walk hand in hand to his truck, and he opens the door for me. I climb in and lay my head against the headrest, closing my eyes.
On the way home, every time I open my eyes, he’s looking at me with the sweetest smile on his face.
All he does is nod his head, glance at the road, then look back at me. Man, I could look into those beautiful eyes for every second of the rest of my life, and it wouldn’t be long enough. He doesn’t even know how beautiful he is. I can’t believe he’s mine.
When we get home, I head directly to the couch. Justin grabs my hand. “Oh no, you don’t.”
I can tell that he is up to something. He starts acting like a child who is trying to keep a secret. He leads me down the hallway towards the bedroom. When we are a few feet from the door, he steps behind me, puts one arm around my waist, and with his other hand he covers my eyes.
I can’t help but start to giggle. “Justin, I can’t see!”
“I know. That’s the point.”
Walking together in unison, he directs my body and then he stops. “Are you ready?”
I put my hand over his covering my eyes. “Well, I can feel you against me, so I know you’re not naked waiting to ravage my body. So yeah, there’s a bit of disappointment, but okay, I’m ready.”
He leans into my ear, I can feel his warm breath against my neck. “I can make that happen too.”
Chills run down my body. My nipples get hard and throbbing between my legs starts at the mere thought of it.
He slowly lowers his hand. “Okay, open your eyes.”
When I open my eyes, I can’t believe what I’m seeing. There in front of me is the most beautiful bookshelf. It’s more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen in magazines or TV. The wood is a gorgeous dark cherry color. It must stand more than seven feet tall, and four feet wide. Each shelf has an intricate design running across the front. That’s when I see the script on the front of one of the shelves. I slowly trace my fingers over it. ‘Love is the meeting of two souls.'
I look back at Justin with complete disbelief. He smiles and takes a step closer to me. “Keep reading.”
‘Loving all the dark and all the light in each other.'
‘No two souls were ever more meant for each other.'
Then on the final shelf. ‘My heart and soul are forever yours.’
Tears fill my eyes, and I clutch my hand over my mouth. “Oh my God, Justin!”
He puts his arms around me and pulls me close. “So, you like it?”
“Like it? I love it! I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. Thank you so much.” I reach out and run my hand along the smooth wood. “Where did you ever find this?”
“Find it? I made it.”
I’m in total awe. “You made this?”
“I know how much you love your books. I wanted you to have somewhere to keep them, where you could enjoy them.”
I love to know that they’re there, but I don’t need them to escape life anymore.
I take his face in my hands and kiss him tenderly on the lips. “I’m living my own fairy tale.”
Justin wraps one arm around my waist, and his other runs up the back of my neck, grabbing a hand full of my hair. He tugs me in so close to his body that I can feel his rock hard cock pressing against my stomach. Pulling gently on my hair, he tilts my head back, then runs his lips close to my face without touching it. I arch my body trying to press it more into his. A low growl comes from his throat. I can feel him smiling by the light brush of his lips against my cheek. I try to turn my head to kiss him, but his hold on my hair is too strong.
He lights my body on fire as he runs his tongue along my jawline, then bites and sucks my earlobe. He continues his journey down to the hollow of my neck. I sink my fingernails into the flesh of his back, raking them down to his waist. I feel him shudder under my touch. I run my fingers just under the edge of his pants from the back to the button on the front. When I try to unbutton his jeans, he quickly let’s go of my hair and grabs my arms keeping me from what I desire.
He takes the edge of my shirt and begins to pull it up, grabbing my bra as he goes. He doesn’t pull them completely off me. He stops leaving my eyes covered. I can feel him twisting the material binding my arms together. While one arm is around my waist, he pulls back on my shirt, causing my body to arch towards him.
His lips pick up where they left off. Tracing from the edge of my shoulder across my collar bone, down between my tits. When he sucks one aching nipple into his mouth and begins to swirl his tongue around the tip of it, my knees buckle. He tightens his grip around my waist, lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as he starts to walk. The only thing between my aching body and his a few thin layers of clothing. I tighten my legs trying to pull him closer.
Within mere seconds, I feel the cool softness of the bed sheets caressing my back. I would have thought that my nipples couldn’t have gotten harder, but with the chill of the fabric against my scorching skin they do. His touch has heightened every sense in my body. Justin slides me up the bed. I’m not sure what he’s doing, but it feels like he’s securing my hands to the frame of the bed. Inch by inch he licks and bites at my arm until I feel his breath against the soft skin under my ear. “You can get loose by yourself if you want too.”
My breathing is shallow in anticipation of what he’s going to do next. “I don’t want too.”
A seductive noise comes deep from Justin’s throat. He immediately moves to my tits, cupping them together. He runs his tongue slowly until he makes his way to my nipples. Taking one into his mouth sucking and biting. He doesn’t leave the other to go without attention for very long. He starts to roll it between his fingers, pulling gently.
I imagine the smoldering look on his face right now. Just the thought of that and the beautiful torture he’s causing me makes me start to beg for him. “Please, Justin.”
I push my hips trying to connect with him. The ache in the core of my body is about to drive me insane. I need to feel him inside me. I want to watch him as he moves, making my body become a slave to his.
“Eager, are we?”
“My God, Justin. Please!”
“Please what, Sarah? What do you want?”
“I want you inside me. I want us to be one. And I want to watch you as you fuck me.”
“All in good time, my love.”
He continues on his journey down my body, kissing and licking as he goes. He stops when he comes to my jeans. I can feel him unbuttoning them with his teeth. Slowly, he begins sliding my pants and panties down my legs, kissing me as he goes.
Running his hands up the inside of my legs, he gradually spreads them apart. “Beautiful.”
The moment that his mouth touches me, shocks start pulsing through my body. Not being able to take it a second more, I work my arms until they’re free. When I look down at him, he’s looking back at me. It’s as if his dark eyes are gazing into my soul. I’m clutching the sheets in my hands as he continues to move his mouth and tongue against my flesh.
“Justin, I can’t hold on much longer.”
His tone is deep. “Then let go. I want to watch you. I want to know that I’m the reason that you’re in ecstasy.”
Before the words completely leave his mouth, the room starts spinning out of control. I soar high into the heavens, then he slowly guides me back down. He’s in complete and total control of every fiber within me.
I feel the bed dip as he crawls up the bed and lays right next to me. Moving the strand of hair that clings to my sweaty forehead. “You okay?”
I know that he’s talking to me, but I want to bask in this euphoric state for as long as humanly possible. I finally muster up enough energy to smile and nod my head yes.
When I finally open my eyes, Justin is perched on an elbow looking down smiling at me. “Hi.”
I smile back at him. “Hey there.”
I rise up, wrapping my hands around his neck, pulling him close. Tracing his lips with my tongue, tasting myself as I go. It doesn’t take but a moment for him to allow me access. I kiss him, passionately, with fire, demanding more of him. Wanting him to know without a doubt that I’m nowhere near don
e with him.
Slowly, I slide my fingers down his chest. I watch them rise and fall as they trace each muscle. Even though his chest is as hard as steel, I touch it as if it were delicate crystal. I look into Justin’s eyes, and they seem to be absolutely ignited with passion as I unbutton his pants. Reaching down, I wrap my hand around his rock hard cock. I begin moving my wrist, rubbing the swollen head within in my fist.
I gasp when in one swift move, he has me on my back and has positioned himself between my legs. He braces himself above me with one arm and pushes his jeans down with the other. He gazes down at me. “I swear you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
He reaches down between our bodies and guides his cock into me. Just the feeling of flesh against flesh is enough to take me directly to the edge again. When he begins to move slowly and purposely, I have to pull him down to me, smashing my mouth to his to muffle my cries of pleasure.
When I know that I can’t take another moment, I desperately cry out his name, “Justin.”
He stares at me with a seductive smile. “Come for me.”
Wrapping my legs around him to pull him into to me as far as possible, I dive off the cliff who’s edge he’s taken me to. Even though my mind and body are in a state of frenzied bliss, I feel his body becoming tenser with each controlled thrust. Then his entire body start to shudder, and he lets out an amazingly sexy noise from low in his throat. I can feel the heat that comes from deep within his body flood into mine.
Rolling to his back, he pulls me close to his body. Wrapping his arms around me, I snuggle into his chest. I listen to his racing heartbeat slowly calming down. He takes me by the chin lifting my face so that I’m eye to eye with him. He kisses me sweetly on the lips. “I love you, Sarah.”
“I love you too. With all my heart.”
Resting my head against his shoulder, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.