For You I Would

Alli Thompson is a 18 year old High School student who just started on a new school. She came from New York and has just moved to Los Angeles because of her dad's new job. She quickly becomes great friends with Lea Martinez, and she finds out that not only are Lea interested in her company; so is the popular guy from 12th grade, Justin Bieber. And he'll take her on an adventure full of extreme experiences, intense love and heartbreaking drama.


33. Part 33


Part 33

I must be dreaming. And if so, I beg nobody’s going to wake me up, ever.

He’s hands are all over my body, exploring, gently but firmly.

Honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing or where this is going to take us, but I just try to relax and enjoy it anyway. I’ve started to realize he doesn’t give a crap about my insecurity, and that I should just – like him – begin to explore the things I’ve never had the chance to explore before now.
Then my thoughts are suddenly interrupted by him placing his one hand around my neck as he leans back down onto the bed and drags me down with him. I’m now lying on top of him.
I’ve heard so much about these moments being “the most awkward thing ever”, but I don’t feel awkward at all. Actually, right now, I feel special. Like I’m good enough for him. The thought of that makes me smile through the kissing and I can feel Justin smiling too now.
- “What?” he mumbles through the kissing, still smiling just like me. I can’t help but giggle.
- “I don’t know” I answer, and we kiss a little more before I continue “I just feel like smiling.”
He chuckles, and then, within a split second we have now turned around, so he’s now on top of me, resting his right arm on the bed, keeping the body hovering over mine. His left hand is caressing my thigh gently.
I look at him, watches him. His eyes catches mine and we just stare at each other for what feels like forever.
Then he bends his head down and gives me a gentle kiss on the nose, before turning to my neck as he starts to suck on it. I close my eyes in pleasure and I can’t help but let out a little moan.
I grab the back of his neck and pulls gently in his hair, as my other hand is running down his muscular back.
Ugh how I wish he’d pull off that damn shirt. I grab the bottom of it and pull a little in it.
And then, just as I do so, he pulls himself back and pulls off the shirt, and I swear it didn’t even take 5 seconds. Oh my… His body is amazing. It’s perfectly tanned from the sun and he’s ripped in that perfect way where it’s not too much nor too less. I only have a second to look at his body before he’s back down on top of me again, this time a little more aggressive than before. But I like it.
He grabs my one leg and bends it, and that’s when I feel it. How “excited” he is, and for some reason it makes me nervous and a little scared. He’s pressing himself against me, almost kinda grinding on me, which is both making me really excited too, but also really nervous. My heart is beating so fast right now.
Then he starts pulling up in my shirt, carefully and slowly as he places kisses all over my body at the same time. I can’t help but let out another moan and arch my back in pleasure. Gosh this feels so good!
As he’s making his way closer and closer to my neck, he’s pulling my shirt along, and before I even realize what he’s doing, he pulls it up over my head, giving him the free sight to my bare chest, only covering my boobs with a lace bra. But to my surprise he doesn’t stop up and stares at my boobs. He just throws the shirt on the floor, still kissing. I look down at watches him, and now I can really feel how hard my nipples have become. Jesus what is he doing to me. But then he stops, as he reaches my boobs. I hold my breath. What now? And then just as I think he’s going to leave me there, looking like this, he gently cups my boob with his one hand, slowly messaging it. Holy shit, this is the first time I guy has ever grabbed my tits!
I’m still watching him and I realize I’ve been holding my breath the entire time and I let out a big moan.
He looks up at me, and smiles that teasingly smile, before turning his attention towards my chest again.
As he’s still messaging my one boob with his one hand, he then grabs the top of the lace bra that’s covering my other boob, with his free hand, and my eyes widen. Oh no, what’s he going to do now?
And then, slowly and teasingly, he pulls down in the bra, revealing my boob to him, and before I can get to say or do anything, his mouth is on it. I close my eyes in pleasure again, throwing my head back, as I feel his lips around my nipple, and this tongue playing with it.
He lets out a little moan, and squeezes the boob as he keeps sucking and licking on it.
And at this moment, I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I just can’t resist. It feels way too good to stop.
I pull in his hair again, and now I’m grinding my body against his too, just letting him do whatever he wants to do to me. I’ve surrendered and he has won my love and accepts.
I never thought I was going to try this. And I never, in my wildest dream, thought he would be the one.

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