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"Chrissy.....Chrissy, are you awake?"
Frowning, Christina clenched her eyes together as she tried to tune out whoever was talking to her, and get back to the dream she was having. One, in which, her dream man approached her at a night club. Danced with her. And than afterwards set out to seduce her by taking her back to the hotel for a night of pure and sensual passion-a night that she knew she'd never forget.
"C'mon baby, wake up for me."
"No." Christina whined; not wanting to wake up. But after a few seconds, something, or someone, began pulling her roughly from her dream world, and if that didn't cause her to open her eyes-the sudden feel of warmth moving between her legs did.
"What the..." Christina began; ready to curse out whoever was touching her at the moment. But just as she was about to, she realized what, or shall we say whom, was causing the sensation between her legs.
"Justin?"
Not bothering to look up at her, Justin continued moving towards Christina's center; all the while dragging his tongue lazily across her thighs.
He's not even answering me....I must still be dreaming. With that thought in mind, Christina took one last look at him, before laying back down; figuring that if this was a dream she might as well enjoy it before she really woke up.
"Make me cum, oh dream man. Please make me cum."
Hearing the comment, Justin smiled to himself before he finally began to go to work; teasing Christina, first, with his tongue, than with his teeth. And than afterwards with both of them at the same time; not bothering to stop until he knew Christina was well past the point of being slightly awake.
"Justin..."
Ignoring her whimpers, Justin used his thumbs and his index fingers to open Christina's wet lips. And after giving her a second to beg, he stuck his tongue all the way inside her pussy lips; licking up, down, and around her soft sweet opening.
"Justin." Christina said again; her hips shooting up off the bed as she did so.
Chuckling a little, Justin ignored her whimpers again, but nevertheless put some more weight on her hips; making sure he didn't hurt her, but also making sure she stayed put. "Calm down, sweetheart."
Feeling her loosen up a little, Justin went back to what he was doing, and before he knew it-he soon found what he was looking for. Her clit.
After licking and grazing it with his teeth, he slowly began to move closer to her. All the while, starting a fast humming noise--making sure the vibrations hit her in the clit near the G-spot area.
"Justin baby. Please don't stop."
Realizing that he loved how vocal she was, Justin began to chuckle; causing more vibrations to take over.
"I'm going to cum." Christina said after a few seconds, and preparing himself for the inevitable, Justin continued to flick his tongue over Christina's clit; which within seconds took her over the edge.
Finally.
Licking her cum off his fingers, Justin looked up towards the front of the bed; where Christina looked to be having a nervous breakdown. "Sorry about waking you up like that, I was just so hungry and didn't want to leave you."
Opening her eyes, Christina looked towards Justin, who was still in the same spot as before, and shot him a look that made him feel as if he had two heads. "I was just kidding...what's wrong?"
"This.." Christina began; all the while moving her hands widely between the two, as if to gesture that she was talking about their relationship. "This isn't a dream?"
"No..." Justin said, slowly, before staring at her as if she was the one with two heads, "Why? Did you want it to be one?"
Their was a slight pause between the two; one which made Justin wonder if Christina was regretting what they had done the night before. But fortunately enough for him, his worries were soon brought back down as a smile took over Christina's face; telling him that she wasn't regretting a damn thing they did last night.
"Hell no! You've got to be kidding me..I'd rather it be reality."
Chuckling at her statement, Justin leaned over and softly began massaging Christina's lips with his own; only stopping to pull back as Christina began to giggle. "What's so funny?"
"I think..." Christina said, after a second, her giggles seeming to take over her whole body as she spoke, "we need to do something about that."
Raising an eyebrow, Justin followed Christina's gaze down towards his waist; stopping only to laugh when he realized that she was talking about the fact that his cock seemed to be fully erect at the moment.
"Yeah, I guess we better." He said, before rolling over so he was back on top of Christina. But unfortunately, once again being giggled at as he leaned down to kiss her. "What...what is it now?"
"Nothing.." Christina said, leaning up to kiss him before laying back down; giving him one of her famous come hither grins. "I just like to be on top."
Justin dramatically rolled his eyes at this comment, but nonetheless rolled over so Christina could have her way, "Better?"
Christina smiled, and nodded, as she lowered herself down on him. But then, just as she was about to prepare herself for her and Justin's wild ride, she stuck her tongue out to him and licked her lips; knowing that this would soon be a day her dream man would and could never forget. "Much."
Three days later
As Justin opened the door to his house, he couldn't help but inwardly scold himself as he felt his wet T-shirt stick to his sweaty skin.
I just couldn't tell Chris I needed a ride home, could I?....I mean, I just could NOT push my pride aside for ONE lousy second, and say: Hey Chris, I know your heading my way, so how about you give me a lift back home? I just couldn't do it.
Growling at his stubbornness, Justin tore his T-shirt off his body, and sighed as he watched it fall to the floor; knowing if anyone was to see him at the moment, and say he was angry, that he'd have to tell them angry was the understatement of the year. Seeing as how he was pissed and embarrassed.
"And why shouldn't I be?" Justin asked, continuing to talk to himself as he walked up the stairs; not really caring how stupid he must've looked at the moment. "I mean, I just spent four hours at the local hospital; making a fool out of myself. And I just ripped a new one into my supposed best friend-who seems to think of me as the player who deserved to get dumped. Oh, and best of all, the pure chocolate on the icing, I freaking left my car at a club-that I know I will never go back to. And just had to walk two hours, in the pouring rain, so I could pretend to be the bad ass that I know I'm not. Which is just FUCKING fabulous."
Screaming as he pushed the door to his bedroom open, he couldn't help but smile at how good that felt. But his smile was soon gone as he realized he wasn't the only one in the room.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Startled, Britney widened her eyes in surprise, "I...."
Figuring that she was there to tell him she wanted to give him another chance, Justin felt his anger-from before-come back; causing him to say: "Just spit it out, Brit."
At the cold tone, Britney moved her eyes from Justin to the floor; surprised and shocked by her ex-boyfriend's demeanor. "I used my...well your spare key."
Not bothering to mask it, Justin rolled his eyes at her statement, before saying: "I didn't ask how you got here, I asked what you were doing here."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Justin couldn't help but cringe; knowing he was being way harsh. But instead of apologizing, he just lessened his glare and made his way over to the bed-sitting down beside Britney; inwardly telling her that he wouldn't say anything else until she finished saying whatever it was that she had to say.
"I know your mad, and I should've called first, but I needed to talk to you..face-to-face."
After the words were spoken, an eerie silence crept into the room; causing a tingle to move up and down Justin's spine. "What's going on? Is it your Mom or Jamie Ly-"
"No." Britney interrupted, turning towards Justin, but still not looking him in the eye, "It's not about anything like that. It's just...after I left, I started thinking. About us."
Sighing in relief, over the fact that no one seemed to be hurt, Justin realized this was the part where Britney asked him for another chance. So preparing himself for the inevitable, he asked: "What about us?"
Another moment of silence crept between the two, thankfully not as eerie as the previous one, before Britney spoke up again; this time in a much softer tone. "I was thinking about how even from the beginning I was a liar to you...I mean, even when you were pursuing me, I told you I already had a boyfriend just so you wouldn't ask me out, and make me have to deal with the consequences that came along with being in love."
Even though the memory of Britney's game of hide and don't seek caused a smile to cross Justin's face, he still had to furrow his eyebrows; not really following where she was going with this. "Brit, you're going to have to be a little clearer about what you're talking about. I don't quite under-"
"I lied to you."
Still confused, Justin furrowed his eyebrows harder, "I know..you lied before so you wouldn't get your heart broken, but what does that have to do with-"
"No, Justin." Britney interrupted, once again; standing up off of the bed and beginning to pace as she did so, "I didn't just lie to you before, I lied to you the other day. I said you were the reason we weren't working out, and that's true-you were. But not for the reasons that I led you to believe."
Getting slightly angry over the fact that he wasn't understanding, Justin narrowed his eyes before saying: "What are you talking about?" And "What did you lie to me about?"
Britney stopped the slight pacing she was doing, and stared at Justin for a long second--before finally opening her mouth, and beginning to speak. "I cheated on you."
