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Sequoia

Of course!

I should've known some off the wall situation would come about, but this one involves the last person I'd even think about. Daniel. I thought he didn't know Penelope, how the hell does he know her? God, I hated feeling like this, I just wanted to cry or either punch something.

I'll take punch something for 500, Alex.

The worst part about it was Penelope thinks she has the upper hand in this, but I have your ex husband though! She's over there looking like she's won the lottery or something, I could just jump across this table. And daniel, he looks actually terrified or apologetic. Maybe he didn't kn-

"Doll, come on. We're done here for now." Justin informs me, I say nothing and take his outstretched hand in mine. Noticing Penelope's obvious glare on us, I smile mockingly in her direction before standing up next to Justin. "We'll see you in a few weeks Christopher, hopefully we'll get through this quickly." Justin says as he shakes his lawyer hand.

"I assure you it will, you two don't have much that should be argued over. Do you agree Ms. Cruz?" Christopher asks Penelope, she looks taken aback because he uses her surname instead of Mrs. Bieber.

"Y-yes, " Penelope stutters but quickly clears her throat and plasters a fake smile on her lips. "I hope this process will be over with by then. " she forced out, and I suddenly felt a pang in my chest, like guilt. I'm not sure what it was but I felt bad for Penelope now. Even if she did try to hurt me before, I feel like emotional damage is the worst kind of damage. And seeing someone you love prance off with someone else is very damaging.

Well, the damage is done now.

I couldn't do anything about it. Justin loves me already and I .....I love him too, we're both in too deep to pull out.

Justin tugged me by my hand towards the door, not saying a word, I followed behind him closely. Once again I found myself struggling to keep up with his pace as he walks down the hall. "Justin slow down," I mutter , he slows down and sends me an apologetic look that instantly made me smile.

"I apologize doll, I just wanted to get out of there. " I nodded in understanding as we walked down to the elevator, it was open so we stepped in. Already in the elevator were two women who looked at least 35, I gave them a small smile as I stood next to Justin.

They start to eye Justin as we rode quietly in the elevator, I rose an eyebrow at them and looked up at Justin ; he was oblivious to it all or he was just straight up ignored them. One of the woman brushed up against his arm as the elevator doors opened and another person stepped on. "Hello," she bodly spoke up to Justin, he looked down at her and nodded her way. "I'm sabrina and this is Tyra." she introduces herself with a hint of flirtiness in her voice, but again justin didn't react.

"We were wondering-" the other one started to speak, she was a tall woman I honestly had to look up at her and I had on heels. She stares at Justin who looked at her with not a trace of amusement on his face. "You wanna go get some drinks with us? I'm sure we could all use a few shots."

Are you kidding me? I'm right here!

"I'm sorry but my girlfriend would not approve. I don't wanna make my angel upset ladies. " I was pulled into Justin's chest, good boy. I look up at him, ignoring the looks of distaste on their faces; he placed a chaste kiss on my lips and grinned down at me stupidly. The door open on our floor, I nearly whine as I leave his embrace and that worried me, Sort of. Justin nodded at the women, takes my hand, and pulls me out of the elevator.

"that was nice " I joke to him as we walk towards his car, he glares at me playfully. "What? Don't you like when older women hit on you?" I asked innocently, striding ahead of him with my keys in hand. Justin caught my wrist before I could unlock my door and pushed me up against my car.

"No, I actually don't. But I like when you flirt with me. " I roll my eyes at him, god he's so corny sometimes but he's cute. I'll give him that. Justin smirks slightly and tilts his head, "Why are you rolling your eyes at me, Ms. Smith? Do you find me annoying?" he asks, running his hands down my hips.

Jesus Christ, again?

"Yes I find you annoying."

Justin drops his hands and chuckles before taking my keys out of my hands, "Well maybe I should go with those ladies after all, they don't find me annoying."

I snorted at him and pushed him away slightly, "Trust me, after nearly 4 weeks with you they will get tired of you. Not everyone likes you, Mr. Officer."

Justin's eyes darken, he's still amused but there was something else. "its been a while since you've called me that," he says lowly, his large hand gently rests on my face and his thumb on my bottom lip. "Its weird, I love when you call me that. It reminds me of how we met."

Well, we did meet when you fùcked me over your car. What an amazing story to tell I wanted to say but I didn't, I kept my mouth shut.

"And no not that night in the dark alley, " he laughed when he noticed my facial expression, I chuckle a bit and roll my eyes again. "I don't consider that the first time but that night was amazing, I still don't regret it."

I don't either, I avoided a ticket and I got good dick. Win-win.

"Then when did we officially meet?" I asked leaning my face into his rough yet large hand, Justin gives me another one of his famous grins and his thumb caresses my bottom lip.

"Well we officially met when you finally let me know things about you as time moved on. Your favorite color, what you dislike, your rant on transgender rights not to long ago, and your much well needed rant on police brutality ." he tells me with a slight chuckle, leaning down and pecking my lips slowly, he pulls away and continues. "your fears and all, That's when I met Sequoia Smith. That's when I got to know the real you, not when we had sex. "

Should my heart be beating this hard? I don't know is it, normal? My I feel my heart swelling also, is that- is that normal? I don't know! And god, please don't let me cry.

"Justin, I don't do tears." I chuckle slightly, Justin laughs too and mutters oh I know. "Why are you saying these things?" I ask, there has to be a reason behind them and I wanted to know.

Justin hand travels to the back of my neck and up until his fingers are laced within my hair. "Because I wanted you to know that I'm not with you for the sex, that's a plus. I like your personality and passion, not your sex organs. I love you ."

I love you too, I wanted to say but the sound of my phone stopped me I shot Justin an apologetic look and pulled my phone out of my purse, I looked at the caller ID and groaned. It was fota, and she's the reason I hated work even more now. She demands everything to be done so quickly now and its driving me insane. "Hello?"

"Ms. Smith where are those photos for the November issue? I thought I told you to have them on my desk by Monday and today is Tuesday. " fota snaps at me, I groan inwardly and sigh audibly.

"Fota, did you check your email or the white bin on your desk?" I ask in a bored tone, Justin looks at me skeptically before stepping back and stuffing his hands in his pockets. I hear shuffling and a few mumbled curse words before she says oh.

"I found them." Fota hangs up before I could say anything else, I sigh and stuff my phone into my purse. I almost forget we're still in a parking garage until a car speeds by us. I catch a quick glimpse of an angry Penelope before the car disappears completely out of my sight.

Can this woman get any weirder?

***

Later, Justin and I found ourselves in a local pizza place, he recommended it for lunch and I'm glad he did. I'm currently on my fourth piece and I have no regrets at all, Justin only ate two and gave the rest to me. He looks at me amused as I chew on the last slice of pizza, what's so funny?

"What?" I ask skeptically after I swallow my food.

Justin shrugs and sips on his soda pop in front of him. "I've never seen a person as little as you eat so much." he admits , then takes a napkin and wipes my mouth. I give him a questioning look and tilt my head slightly, he's babying me more than usual and surprisingly I loved it. Justin places the napkin on the table and cups my cheek with his hand, I lean into his touch and sigh happily.

I love his touch so much.

Once again I feel his thumb trace my bottom lip, I place my hand on his wrist and place my lips over his thumb. Justin inhales sharply and I pull away his eyes fall on my lips and he groans softly, I smirk and remove my hand from his wrist. "God I want to kiss you."

"Do it," I challenge, putting my cheek into the palm of my hand while biting my lip with a smile on my face.

"But not there," Justin tells me, his voice is low almost like a growl. "Here," he says blatantly cupping under my breast and tracing his thumb around my nipple which was puckering under his touch. I gasp and look around to see if anyone was watching us, but not a single soul was looking our way. They were much too engaged in their own personal conversations.

"Here," he moves his hand down to my thigh and gives it a squeeze, I inhale sharply yet again. "And with a doubt in my fùcking mind, here" he says roughly cupping my sex through my pants, and I whimper while releasing my bottom lip from between my teeth. I look at Justin from under my thick eyelashes, his eyes darkening with lust. "God, don't look at me like that sweetheart. You know what that does to me."

" I'm not sure what you're talking about. What does it do to you, sir?" I ask teasingly as I lift my leg and place it across his, Justin pulled me so I was sitting on his lap sideways as my feet hang out the booth. He dips his face in my neck and sucks roughly on my skin, causing me to squirm within his lap. He groans against my neck and grips my hips to stop me from moving within his lap.

Justin trails his hand up my back and to my hair, his fingers lace in my hair and suddenly my head is pulled back. I groan softly when I feel his lips on my throat, kissing down towards my collar bone. I was enjoying it but it suddenly dawned on me that we were in a family restaurant.

How classless.

"Justin, okay stop." I say placing my hand on his shoulder to push him away, Justin looks up at me with a confused and slightly angry expression. "We're in public. "

"So?" he shrugs and I glare at him, then he finally sighs and mutters fine. His grip on my waist loosened and I stood from his lap, "Can we go home? I have a small yet large problem that has to be fix."

I laughed, knowing exactly what he was talking about. The fact that I hadn't even done much to turn him on made me embarrassingly proud. Justin's face was priceless , he didn't like that I was laughing at his arroused nature. But if he knew that he caused my panties to be soaked at this very moment, I'm sure he'd probably laugh or try to eat me out on our table.

Most likely the second option

"Lets go home then," I suggested with a small trace of amusement in my voice, justin grumbled angrily and stood up. He dug into his pocket and threw some money on the table before swiftly grabbing my arm and guiding me out of the restaurant with urgency.

I couldn't stop giggling when justin literally pushed me into the car and closed the door with so much force, he walked around to the driver's seat and got in; still mumbling a string of profanities. "You sound upset." I teased folding my arms over my chest as Justin started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"Shut up Sequoia. "

Shut up?

Shut up and Sequoia don't go into the same sentence so I continue my teasing "Awe but why? I just wanna know why you're upset, I'd hate that."

Justin groaned but kept his eyes on the road ahead,"Sequoia if you don't close that mouth of yours and be silent, I won't hesitate to pull this car over and fùck you on the hood." now that sounds exciting, before Justin came along the idea of having sex anywhere other than the bed was a big no for me. But now when it comes to him , I won't mind having sex with him anywhere, literally.

"Don't get my hopes up baby."

This time, I had stunned Justin. Usually I never have comebacks to his sexual threats, only once every blue moon. Justin growled lowly and gripped the steering wheel so tight, I thought he would pull over any moment but he didn't. Instead he continues to drive quickly, maneuvering his way through the evening rush hour traffic.

As he drove I felt his hand on my thigh, I turned my head to find him still looking ahead. I shrugged it off as an innocent touch but once I turned my head, Justin's hand start to creep into my inner thigh. This time when I looked at him, his lips held a familiar smirk. Again, I found myself trying to ignore his touch but once it reached my covered core I placed my hand over his.

"Are you trying to make me jump into your lap while you're driving? Control yourself." I say teasingly but all he did was chuckle and brush his hand against my sex, I shivered and swallowed a small gasp that threatened to escape my lips. "Justin, please we're almost home."

"Which gives me all the more reason to get you started, god I wish you had wore that skirt." he curses, as he presses his thumb into my heated and covered clit.

"You're the one who stopped me," it almost comes out as a whimper, Justin starts to rub me through the fabric. "You claimed that I would be more comfortable in the pants, but I knew you were lying. You just didn't want others to look, You were lying weren't you?"

"very much."

"I knew it."

Justin starts to rub me more frantically and I start to moan more freely, and squirm in my seat. It amazes me how he manages to drive so perfectly, while I'm literally a panting mess. But I couldn't help it, his touch made me this way. Then suddenly, I am stripped from his warm and pleasurable touch. "Justin!"

"don't start that pouting shít, we're here. Now you get more that just a few strokes on that responsive pùssy of yours."

You and your kind words never fail to amaze me , Justin.

Or slightly turn me on.

I don't know its weird. I love angry, sexual, yet snappy Justin. Its like he goes from puppy, straight to daddy. And it happens all in a matter of seconds, the fact that it actually turns me on is sort of pathetic but I don't care. Justin doesn't even know that I like his rough side, well not yet at least.

Before I get to unbuckle my seat beat, Justin is out the car and on my side opening the door for me. I laugh at his eagerness to get me out of the car, it was cute but torture because he guided me into the building fast and the faster I walk, the more my sensitive clit would brush against the fabric of my clothing. Justin hadn't noticed until we were in the elevator going up to my condo, he smirked at me when I leaned in to put the key into the elevator so it would take me straight up into my home.

The doors didn't even get a chance to open fully before he starts to pulls my purse out of my hands and tosses it on the floor, my jacket is pulled from my body hastily and Justin's lips are on my neck. And again I find myself moaning in pure bliss, but something isn't right. I open my eyes and the lights in my condo are on, when I know I turned them off.

"Justin wait," I say pushing justin away when I listen closely and hear talking just around the corner, someone was here. Justin pulls away with a soft groan but his arms are still wrapped securely around my waist. "Do you hear that? "

Justin furrow his eyebrows and listens closely, he nods once he hears a laugh coming from just around the corner. I pry Justin's arms off of me and walk ahead to check out who could be in here, it couldn't be jade and it better not be Daniel or I will be ready to attack tonight.

I feel Justin's presence behind me when I round the corner, I come to an abrupt stop at the people in front of me. Justin bumps into me and mutters a few curse words under his breath, but I'm too shocked to react to anything. Finally after a few moment of us both staring at each other, I muster up the courage to say something

"mama?"

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Heyyy, how y'all doing?

There isn't much to say about this chapter, just jequoia being themselves. Sexual and extremely corny.

But I do have some things to say, well, a story. So the other day I wake up in the morning, from a huge hangover and mind you I'm already feeling like shít so I just get on twitter and start to scroll. Retweet, fav, repeat. All of that good shít, so I follow some of my favorite authors from wattpad on twitter and what not, so I happen to see both of them on the timeline talking. They're very well known I'm sure most of you are familiar with their stories, they write fanfics like me.

Now usually I never ever acknowledge it because its not my business but I happen to see the link to my story in their conversation , so I'm like "ayeeeee" in my head so I click on the conversation and think they're loving the book or something but they're not.

So I'm like okay, I thought they would like it but nah they're basically talking shít about it. Like I understand that you may not like my writing but don't do it like that. I mean criticism is okay but down right making fun of something that I enjoy isn't cool.

I'm not that great of a writer, and honestly I do this because I enjoy it but don't do me like that. Usually I ignore hate because I probably won't give a fùck but the fact that they're people that I have respect for really got to me. It was just downright childish to me, I mean come on, do better sis.

So that's all, thank you guys for reading. Hope you guys have a happy new year!

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