Justin came into Aftyns apartment.
Aft? He called out.
Aftyn came around the corner, a basket full of her laundry as well as clothes belonging to Justin. She heard his voice, and when she met up with him in the hall, she dropped the basket to the floor.
What are you doing here? She snapped.
Aft, you know me. That wasnt me in that picture. He tried. She gave him no response, so he continued. There wasnt anything but a picture of some guys back.
You were out that night. Clubbing. She sneered.
But I have an alibi. Jace was with me the whole time. Remember? We didnt stay because I wasnt feeling good.
She remembered Justin coming to her place later that night, and she knew Justin was telling her the truth.
Justin
Aft, I know you believe me. Cuz you know Im completely infatuated and inlove with you and that I would never grind on someone. Unless it was you, of course. He added coyly.
Justin, Im sorry. She apologized. I knew it wasnt you. I just
people were telling me things
and I was just confused.
Well, you dont have to listen to any of that. My heart as well as my dance floor antics belong solely to you. He said. They were now only inches apart, and she could smell Justins Cool Water Cologne when she breathed. She allowed him to slink an arm around her, then pull her to his body. He brushed his smooth lips across her neck, and Aftyn let out an involuntary moan of approval.
Justin
She whispered his name. He kissed all along her jawline, trailing wet kisses down her neck. He would occasionally stop and suck on her skin, something that Aftyn loved. She was in heaven when Justins lips were anywhere on her. There was no comparison.
*~
Justin woke up around 7 oclock that evening. He rubbed his blue eyes and turned to see Aftyn lying next to him. He admired how beautiful she was, reaching out and touching her shoulder. He pulled his body closer to hers and kissed her collarbone, then down just above her breasts. By now, Aftyn had awoken, but she relished Justins sweet kisses. Then he paused, lips still on her skin. His eyes traveled up as far as they could go without him moving his head up. He saw that she was awake, and his lips curled into a smile against her shoulder.
Hey sweetie. She said, her voice raspy from sleeping. She ran a hand through his curls, finally growing back for a second time.
Hey beautiful. He replied. One of his legs traveled over to her other side as he moved ontop of her. Their lips met, and Justin would teasingly bite her bottom lip as they kissed.
J, baby
She said inbetween kisses. I wanna go out tonight.
Justins eyes sparkled with excitement in the evening darkness that filled her bedroom.
Really?
She nodded, rubbing her hands up his toned, dance worn, stomach.
Well alright.
*~
In the car, Justin knew he should warn Aftyn- even though after a year and some odd mouths, he knew she knew- about the photographers always lurching in the clubs. She looked at him and picked up his vibe.
What's the matter, hon?
I just want you to remember that theres always photographers. Im serious. You and I cant get away from them and once they spot us, theres no getting away. Especially when we go out clubbing on a Saturday night.
Aftyn smiled reassuringly at a concerned Justin.
Baby, I swear. Youre so cute when youre worried. Justin smiled, but it was more of a forced one. She placed her hand on Justins thigh. Im not gonna stay cooped up at home just because theres people out here who will take our picture. Let them, baby. I just wanna be with you tonight.
Careful with where you put your hands when Im driving. Remember last time you did that? He warned, but smiled. He looked at her, her hand, and on the road. She squeezed his leg, startling him a little
In her short, black, double slitted skirt and very revealing tan colored tank top, Justin was like a wild dog just waiting to be unleashed.
Inside the jam packed club, it was traditional that Justin and Aftyn down two shots before hitting the floor. They were both quick to knock back their shots, both knowing in the back of their minds that alcohol was not needed to get them going tonight. Justin took her hand and led her through the crowd and onto the dance floor. Justin could already feel the buzz of the shots kicking in, but when Aftyn started dancing against him, her body against his, the shots were long forgotten.
Soon enough, Justin was really getting turned on with every move of Aftyns body. The heat had become so unbearable, she had rolled the bottom of her top up, leaving her sweat-glistening tummy exposed. The silver ring in her belly button gleamed with the strobe lights. Justin bucked his hips against her, an arm around her waist.
The dancing had overcome the both of them. But when Aftyns body continued bumping against his, he found it harder and harder to maintain his composure. Aftyn felt Justin hardening each time his hips rocked into hers. She wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling his head down so she could closely whisper in his ear.
Your turning me on just as bad as I look to be turning you on.
A smiled spread across his lips with every word.
The club is so packed, She said. No one will notice.
Justin immediately caught on to what she was hinting at. She sucked hard on the skin right next to his ear. Justin was sold.
He pulled his head back up, but then he had to whisper something to her.
You know that B2K song you like so much? He paused. You know that one line
I want you so bad I dont care who sees..? He bit her earlobe, sending shivers up her spine. That smile he was wearing was too much. She wanted him.
They had lost the rhythm during the conversation they had. But they soon caught on again, the hard bassline so strong, it felt as if it was pumping through their veins. As they danced, Aftyn made the first move by running her hand up her thigh, pushing her skirt up further. Justin watched her actions, and he knew they could get away with this, but would have to be discrete. But he had never done anything like this. He smiled as he moved in closer to Aftyn. Theres a first time for everything, he guessed.
Aftyn unzipped the fly of his low riding blue jeans. She could feel his erection, and she got a little nervous. She didnt know what they were doing. But with Justin lifting her skirt up, she pulled his manhood out of his white and grey boxers. She was waiting for Justin to position them. He lifted her leg, holding it against his hip. Then, he entered her, his lips on hers as pleasure took over both of them.
The next morning, Justin had gotten up early. He made a run to the gas station. He came home, relieved that Aftyn was still asleep. He had to shower quickly and get to the studio, but he got a post-it note and wrote down a message for her. He knew exactly what say.
When he was done, he took the post-it note and stuck it to the newspaper he had picked up at the gas station.
When Aftyn woke up, Justin was gone. She remembered his studio appointment with JC. She rolled over and saw a newspaper on the nightstand. She leaned across the bed and picked it up. The post-it note read:
Babydoll,
THIS is me. And who is that knock out girl Im all over? Ha Ha. They dont call me Coffee for nothin.
Last night was great. I love you so much.
See you when I get back, Ill be done around 2.
Meanwhile, enjoy the newspaper article.
Yours always and forever,
J
Aftyn smiled, looking at the huge, blown up picture of the two of them steaming up the dance floor. She read his scribbled note again.
They dont call me Coffee for nothin.
She set the paper down and headed for the shower. When she walked into the bathroom, the steam left from Justins shower not long ago lingered, along with the smell of his Aftershave and cologne. She put the cap back on his Cool Water, and rinsed away some of the tiny beard hairs he had left in the sink. He must have been in a hurry, she thought. He usually made sure to clean up after himself. He even left the cap off the toothpaste, something he knew she hated. But she let it go, and walked over to the shower. She glanced at the toilet, finding the seat up. She rolled her eyes, but put the seat down and came back to the shower. She found another note on the shower curtain. Smiling, she read it.
Baby,
I know when you rub that (girly smelling!) soap all over your body your thinking about me. But no matter how clean you get, you know your just gonna get dirty all over again when I get home.
Love,
JuJu
She sighed, Justin knew her too well. She decided not to bother showering. She crawled back under the covers, anxiously awaiting Justins return.