< Chapter 90: No Questions >

♥ Justin’s POV: ♥

After everyone felt that they stayed long enough to welcome me home, they left Jamie and I to catch up on the three weeks we spent without each other. It was pretty sweet of them, and I’ll make sure I spend more time with each one of them later on.

I currently stood in the kitchen, watching the rain pour down from the window while stirring two mugs of hot chocolate. I was in a trance, watching the droplets clack at the glass, some of them rolling down and others bouncing off the closed window. I blinked a couple of times, snapping out of it before grabbing both mugs and maneuvering my way towards the living room, where Jamie sat on the couch with one leg leveled to support her ankle.

“You look cold,” I commented, handing her one of the mugs before placing mine down on a table.

“It’s freezing, what do you expect?” she chuckled, after thanking me for the hot chocolate. “Don’t you keep track of the weather? There might be a small snowstorm tomorrow.”

“What a welcome home,” I laughed, slowly leaving towards the stairs.

“Wha-.. Wait!” she quickly protested, turning around. “No, come join me,” she patted the spot next to her on the couch.

“I’ll be back,” I smiled, “I promise. I’m just getting something real quick.”

“Well make it fast,” she giggled. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to cuddle up to you—plus I could use the body warmth.”

I goofily rolled my eyes, walking back towards where she sat and giving her a long kiss on her beautiful lips. “It won’t take another 3 weeks, you know,” I teased, giving her nose a kiss.

“If it does, I might call the police because who the hell would know what you’re doing up there,” she winked.

“Why would I spend three weeks upstairs when I can spend three weeks with you?” I cupped her cheek in the palm of my hand and stroked it gently, while leaning my forehead on hers.

When she didn’t say anything but give me a small smile, I gave her another quick peck on her lips before finally leaving upstairs to the room that belongs to me here in her house, and opening the closet. I looked inside and pulled myself up to my tippy toes while grabbing a nice, cozy blanket and closing the closet doors.

I made my way back downstairs and spread open the once folded blanket in front of me before throwing it across Jamie’s body. I then plopped myself next to her on the couch and scooted inside the blanket so that it covered the both of us. Wrapping an arm around her, I grabbed my mug from the table next to us and kissed her cheek.

“Is that warm enough for you?” I smiled, staring lovingly into her brown orbs. She blushed and hid her face into my chest, landing a hand on my abs.

“Very,” she breathed, and I rested my chin on top of her head, my eyes shifting back towards the window, where the rain was pouring down even harder. We were both silent for a while, the television’s audio filling in the lack of conversation with the help of the constant clacking of rain continuing to bounce off the windows. I tightened my grip around Jamie, not wanting to let go of her. I think three weeks is way too much time away from her, and I really wanted to enjoy this.

My eyes flickered over towards the clock above the t.v which read: 8:47pm. I then switched my gaze to a different window, watching the same sight of the downpour. Jamie hugged me back in such a protective way—the same way I was doing to her. We both wouldn’t let go of each other, in fright that if we did, we would disappear.

I was about to pull away, eager to see her eyes again when I felt her body trembling against mine. I immediately froze, waiting to figure out what was wrong. I then began to hear small gasps escaping her mouth and soon, I processed it as crying.

“No,” I whispered, pulling away from our hug and brushing her hair back. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” she sniffled, wiping a tear that fell from her eyes.

“You know what,” I said, kissing her nose again. “What’s wrong, baby? Why are you crying?”

She closed her eyes, shaking her head slowly before resting it on my chest again. “I’m just.. overwhelmed,” she breathed out, her entire body shaking.

“Overwhelmed?” I spoke quietly. “W-Why?”

“B-Because… We-.. Because.. Because—”

“—Hey,” I cooed, forcing her head to look up at me and cupping both her cheeks with both of my hands. “Slow down,” I instructed, watching as she nodded her head. “Look at me.” She opened her eyes, revealing that lovely shade of brown that conquers her iris. “Take a deep breath.” She inhaled a chunk of air quickly, only to exhale it out slowly, taking her time with it. “Now.. Tell me what’s wrong, babe.”

She blinked three times and looked up at me, taking in the sight of me and the fact that I was really here—in front of her.

“I just.. These past 3 weeks, all I’ve been dreaming about was for you to come back,” she began, her lips trembling. “I was scared, Justin.. I was scared because I thought I was forgetting what it felt like to kiss you, or to feel your embrace, or your arms around me. I was scared of losing what meant the world to me..”

“I know what you mean,” I whispered, stroking her cheek. “It was even harder when I heard about-.. Well, about Nathan..”

I swallowed hard, feeling the anger pumping within my veins, something Jamie must’ve felt because she immediately grabbed my arms and looked me dead in the eyes.

“Justin. Don’t..” she warned. “We’ll deal with this later but.. It’s your first day back and I’m just happy to have you again.”

My hands traveled their way to her waist. “Just for the record,” I said strictly, “You never lost me.”

“I guess not,” she smiled at me lightly, and I watched as her cheeks tinted themselves red. I couldn’t help but just stare at her and take in her insane amount of beauty.

How?

“What?” she mumbled, playing with the hem of my shirt. My eyes widened and I blinked until they returned to their normal size.

“What?” I repeated, slightly lost.

“You said ‘how’?” she clarified, giving me a confused look. “How what?”

I said that out loud? Wow.

“I didn’t realize I said that out loud,” I said honestly, looking at anything but her.

“But..” she bit her lip, “why’d you say it?”

I sighed, removing a hand from her waist and holding hers firmly.

“I was wondering how..” I muttered.

“How, what? I’m still confused here,” she nervously chuckled.

“How… Someone can be so… Beautiful,” I whispered shyly, closing my eyes so that I wouldn’t have to see her reaction.

“Someone? As in… Me?” I heard her ask. Just by the sound of her voice, I could tell she was blushing.

“Yeah..” I nodded, finally opening my eyes to see that I was right. Her face was the color of a tomato. I just couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re just too cute sometimes,” I chuckled, kissing her cheek.

“Oh?” she smiled, “So I’m cute and beautiful? Must be my lucky day.”

“It gets luckier,” I smirked.

“H-How?”

“Because you’re also smart, sexy, funny, amazing, gorgeous, perfect—”

“—Okay thank you but I am not perfect,” she interrupted.

“Jamie..” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t make me do this.”

“Make you do what?”

I paused, reading her eyes for a few seconds before I sighed. “Actually.. I’m glad you’re making me do this.”

“Making you do what?” she repeated.

I ignored her. “I’ve made a mistake.. For not doing this sooner. But that was my mistake and.. I’m about to fix it.”

“Justin.. What are you talking about?” she asked, determined to find out.

“I may have lectured you on why I love you,” I began, “but have I ever told you why you are so perfect?”

She froze, her eyes widening as she went from red tomato to on-fire-and-desperately-burning-red tomato.

“Y-You.. You don’t have to do this,” she mumbled.

“You’re right, I don’t have to do this,” I squeezed her hand, “I need to. You’re my girlfriend, Jamie. And best friend. I think you need to know just why you’re so perfect to me.”

“Justin.. Nobody is perfect, okay?” she sighed, laying a hand on my chest again. “Nobody except.. You.”

“Me?” I asked in surprise.

She nodded, biting her lip. “I love you, and that also means that you’re perfect to me. Every single thing about you is perfect.”

“Then why don’t you ever believe me when I tell you that you’re perfect?” I countered, winking at her. After she blushed for the millionth time today, I ran a hand through her hair and leaned close to her so that our lips hovered. “But I truly hope you believe me every time I tell you you’re beautiful—because you are.”

I heard her swallow as she looked at me intensely, how close our lips were was driving her crazy.

“Only if you believe me when I tell you that you’re the sexiest man alive,” she giggled, and I couldn’t help but laugh lightly.

“Deal,” I grinned, before she cupped my cheek and gave me a full on kiss on the mouth. The sudden contact ran goosebumps all over me and I let out a soft moan, snaking my hand to the back of her neck and pulling her closer.

I was about to ask for entrance when Jamie pulled away breathlessly.

“Why’d you stop?” I whispered, my breathing patterns uneven.

“I just thought maybe..” she trailed off, pressing her index finger to my chest and running it down my body in a straight line until she reached my crotch area. “..It’s not appropriate of us to continue this here.”

“Jamie,” I took deep breaths, in and out. “Stop.”

She looked up at me innocently, now placing two fingers to my crotch. “Stop what?”

“That,” I pointed at her hand with my eyes.

“Why?” she smirked, adding another finger. “Is it turning you on?”

I gulped, feeling the room become ten times hotter.

“Hmm?” I hummed, not trusting my voice.

“I said..” she leaned closer, adding all fingers and stroking my crotch gently and slowly as she whispered seductively, “Is it turning you on?”

I closed my eyes shut, my chest falling and rising quickly due to the fast pace I was now breathing in. As Jamie gave a little squeeze, my eyes shot open and I threw my head back, letting out a loud moan and feeling a bulge in my pants.

“I think I just got my answer,” Jamie giggled in success, batting her eyelashes innocently at me as I shot her a playful glare.

“I am so getting you back for this,” I scowled sarcastically at her.

“How are you possibly going to get me back for thi—?”

I cut her off by crashing my lips to hers roughly, shoving my tongue down her throat. I gently began to pin her down on the couch slowly so that I was on top of her, and then I broke the kiss, moving my lips down to her neck as I kissed the skin tenderly. I nipped at a few places with my teeth and worked my way up to her soft spot, where I began to suck on it intensely, showing her no mercy.

“Justin— oh my god,” she gasped, pulling at the ends of my hair. Smirking, I reached down and grabbed her thighs, guiding her legs to wrap around my waist. After that was done, I supported her by her hips as I gently stood up, reconnecting our lips in a passionate kiss as I walked upstairs.

I kicked open Jamie’s door and shut it closed, making sure to lock it before placing Jamie down on her own bed and climbing on top of her.

“You want to play with fingers?” I whispered to her ear. “I’ll give you something to moan about, too.”

“Wha-”

“-Shh,” I cut her off, sliding down her shorts from her waist. “No questions,” I winked, pecking her lips before resuming at the task in hand. I locked eyes with her as my left hand played with the tip of her panties, as if to ask for permission. When she shakily nodded her head, I continued, first helping her take off her shirt and unhooking her bra before she took off my own pants and slid my shirt over my head.

Once our clothes were thrown across the room, I grabbed her thighs again, spreading them apart so that her legs opened up to me.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I spoke softly, watching her give me another nod and watching me carefully before I inserted my index finger inside her.

“Oh my-..” she didn’t even get to finish that sentence before a soft moan escaped her lips. I couldn’t help but smirk at her before repositioning myself, waiting a few seconds before inserting another finger.

I pumped my fingers deeper in and retreated them, repeating the process a couple of times before finally inserting a third finger.

“Justin,” she gasped in arousal, her hands clasping at my head as she clutched strands of my hair into her palm.

“Is it too much?” I whispered, slowing down my pace before removing my fingers and licking all three of them.

“Jesus..” she breathed, “why’d you stop?”

I let out a soft chuckle, sliding myself upwards so I was face-to-face with her.

“I guess I’m a tease,” I winked.

She glared at me, placing her hand at the nape of my neck and pushing me towards her, our lips clashing together as we shared a kiss full of an intense combination of both love and lust.

“I’ll show you just how it feels to be teased,” she threatened playfully, rolling us over so that she now had the full control. Sliding her fingers down my abs, she traced the outline of my boxers before pulling them off and tossing it across the room like the rest of our clothes.

Her eyes widened at my huge bulge and I felt my cheeks growing hot.

“Jamie..” I breathed, my heart racing ten times its normal speed.

She ignored me, taking hold of my dick and massaging the side.

“Shh,” she smirked, looking at me straight in the eyes. “No questions.”

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