Let Me Love You

She let out disgusted noise and rolled her eyes at me, “You probably don't even understand what the concept of loving someone even is, Justin. You keep me locked here in your house and don't let me leave. You don't take me anywhere. You barely communicate with me and you expect me to like you?” I watched her sit up in bed and swing her legs over the side as she looked into my eyes, “You're fucking beautiful, Justin Bieber, but you're fucked in the head. This?” She motioned around the room, “This isn't the way to get me to love you, or even like you for that matter. I've slept next to you every single night for the last how many days and we both lay awake, holding our breaths because you aren't even trying.”

I had to interrupt her, “I didn't want you to feel like I was forcing myself on you.” The frown didn't leave my face as she continued speaking, to say I was confused by her what she said would be an understatement. She wanted me to try?


6. 07-02 - I want it to be perfect

~Krystal's Point Of View~

I woke up slowly and forgot where I was for a moment, as I looked to my left, Justin was laying awake, watching me with a smile on his face.

“Hi,” He whispered to me.

“Hi,” I offered a smile back as I slowly realized I probably look like shit, “I probably look like shit, I'm sorry.” I covered my face, trying to hide it from him.

“Stop,” He pulled my hands away from my face, “You're beautiful. Even first thing in the morning.”

“You're a very good liar,” I looked at him with a smirk.

“I'm not lying,” He chuckled, pulling me closer, “In fact, I wanna wake up to you every morning from now on.” He leaned up, placing a kiss on my lips.

“Are you asking me to move in, Justin Bieber?” I sat up and gave him a flirty look, staring into his eyes.

He shrugged, “Only if you're gonna say yes. Otherwise, no. I wasn't asking.” We both shared a laugh.

“If I agree to this, are you gonna keep me locked up or do I get to come and go as I please?” I couldn't help but ask, even if it did ruin the moment. His smile faded immediately.

“I'm not gonna keep you locked up anymore,” A frown found it's way across his face, “I promise, Baby. Just promise me you won't run away from me.”

“I told you, all you had to do was ask me to stay, Jay. And you did. I have no intention of leaving and never coming back. I wanna be with you. I promise.”

He nodded, “Okay.”

“Then I'll move in,” I knew this was probably a bad idea, but at this point, I was throwing caution to the wind. He grabbed me and flipped himself on top of me, staring down into my eyes.

“Are you really mine?” He was whispering, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.

I reached up to touch his face softly, “I'm yours, Jay. I promise.”

“You're so fucking beautiful,” He leaned down, kissing me passionately until we were both out of breath. When he finally pulled away, he stared into my eyes for a moment and then rolled off of me. I frowned in confusion as to why he didn't try to go further.

“Don't you want me?” I couldn't help but ask, as I sat up.

He sat up as well and looked at me, “More than you know, Baby Girl,” He let out a sigh and licked his lips, “I just don't wanna rush things with you. I want us to get to know each other before we go there. That's what love's about, isn't it?”

I couldn't help but smile, “Yeah,” I whispered, reaching for his hand, “You do know how to love, Jay. You've just never let yourself before.”

“I gotta admit though, it's gonna be really hard keeping my hands off of you and not going further,” He let out a small laugh, “But I wanna do it right.”

“Ditto,” I smiled, “I've never had anyone who wanted to do things the right way before. Most of my relationships always started with sex.”

“Well, I wanna do this whole thing right with you and I'm serious about this. I'm serious about us, so I don't wanna take any chances that could possibly fuck shit up. I mean, the way this is all beginning is already fucked up enough. We need to end the cycle now,” He reached for me and brushed my hair behind my ear.

“You'd better be careful, Bieber. You might just end up making me fall in love with you,” I offered him a wink and leaned towards him, kissing his cheek.

“I hope so,” He let out a soft laugh, “That's exactly what I'd like to happen.”

I leaned towards him, resting my chin on his shoulder, “Me too, babe. As long as you fall in love with me too.”

“I don't think that'll be too difficult,” He licked his lips as he watched me out of the corner of his eye, “I can't imagine too many people in this world that wouldn't fall madly in love with you. You're nearly perfect.”

I tried to hide the blush that crept into my cheeks, “You're very wrong, Bieber. Besides, I don't really care about anyone else. As long as I can get you hooked on me.”

“I'm already hooked on you, Baby Girl,” He chuckled, “I've been hooked on you since I laid eyes on you that first night. You're beautiful and classy and the way you carry yourself is just...mesmerizing.”

“No one's ever said that to me before,” I couldn't help but blush.

“That's surprising,” He was studying me in a way that almost made me uncomfortable, but also comforted in a way. No one had ever been able to make me feel both of those emotions at once.

“There's something special about you, Justin,” I studied him intently, trying to put my finger on what was so alluring about this man, but truly having no clue, “I don't know what it is, but there's just something about you that is drawing me in and making me have the dirtiest thoughts about you.”

I watched as he let out a genuine laugh, “Dirty thoughts, huh? Like what?”

“If we're waiting, I should probably keep those to myself,” I couldn't help but tease him.

“I've been having dirty thoughts about you since the first night I saw you, Sweetheart. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad the feeling is mutual,” He bit his lip with a smile, staring intensely into my eyes.

I dropped his gaze and looked nervously down at my lap, “I haven't been with anyone for a really long time, Jay. At least a year,” I met his gaze again, “And I want you. I want you more than I've wanted anyone for a really long time.”

I watched a shock look adorn his face, “You haven't had anyone inside you for a year?” My response was a shake of my head, “Damn, Baby,” His voice had taken on a husky tone that I couldn't ignore, “I can't wait to be inside you. Would you say you're a freak in the bedroom?”

I shrugged, “I mean, I absolutely love having sex with the right person. And once that comfort level is there, I'm willing to try new things. I do know that when I'm as attracted to someone as I am to you, I like to have sex a lot. I'm not too big on certain things, but I wouldn't rule something out if it's what you're into. So, I guess it depends on what your definition of 'Freak' is.”

“What if I asked you to wear a dress with no panties out to dinner? And I started fingering you while others were around? What would you do?” He studied me, biting his lip.

“I'd do my best not to scream out 'Daddy' in the middle of dinner,” I let out a laugh, “I mean, once we get to that point, I may be a dominant person, but I have no problem giving up control to you in the bedroom.”

“The minute you call me Daddy when we're doing it, I'ma lose it,” He spoke softly, “That's so fucking sexy.”

I leaned closer to him, running my hand down his chest and whispering nearly into his ear, “Will you be my Daddy then, Justin?”

He let out a low growl that resonated from the back of his throat, “Fuck,” He breathed, “Yes, you don't even gotta ask, Baby Girl,” He grabbed me as he laid back on the bed, placing me on top of him so that I was straddling him and looking down at him, “You keep it up though and we won't be waiting. I can't wait to be buried deep inside you, Baby. I wanna feel every single inch of you. Are you sure you can take this dick?”

“I've never had any problems before, Daddy,” I leaned down, placing a soft kiss on his lips, “But it's been awhile, so you'll have to be gentle with me.”

“We need to stop,” He moved me off of him and sat up, taking a deep breath, “If we continue this, I'm not gonna be able to control myself and we need to get your stuff moved in today.”

I couldn't help but laugh. He was red in the face and trying to control his hormones, “You're so cute.”

“I'm not,” He met my gaze, shaking his head, “It's just hell on my self control tryna not go further with you. So, I have to think of other things or we'll be spending the whole day in bed together.”

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