(this is the first time I'm ever warning anyone but its too late oh well, but  this chapter is lengthy bc of the sex scenes lol but enjoy!

P.s. I don't know French, so if there are any mistakes correct them, thank you

P.p.s I have nothing to say, I just wanted to put p.p.s)

Sequoia

"holy shit, sequoia."

Justin groans from below me as I rock my hips in his lap, his own cock buried inside me and my struggle to contain my moans could be heard. Justin and I always have sex when we're not supposed to like now, car sex in the parking garage of the law firm where Justin is supposed to be meeting with his lawyers. We are uncontrollable sometimes, I'll admit that but we didn't care. Not one bit.

It sort of just happened anyway, first I was in the passenger seat minding my own business then in a blink of an eye I was on his dick with my skirt up and my pink thong pushed to the side. I didn't mind either, who wouldn't want to have hot car sex with someone they loved?

I whimpered and bounced in his lap, feeling every inch of his hardness as my walls tighten around him. "Fùck, I'm gonna come!" I moan out, my hands clenching on to the fabric of his white dress shirt in which I most likely wrinkled. I feel the palm of Justin's large hand smack my ass, while he growled at me.

"Not yet angel, let me savor this "

I threw my head back and bit my lip in attempt to hold in an orgasm, I hope to god I don't squirt. Justin then angles his hips and thrusts upwards into me, hitting the same eye rolling spot repeatedly causing me to shutter and cry out each time.

"please," I beg hoarsely, gasping when I feel his teeth grazing my neck; all the pleasure was overwhelming and I was hot all over.

"Tell me what you want," he groans against my skin, my hands instantly cups around his head and grips his hair. Unable to answer him, I whimper yet again as I grind in his lap. "You want to come, don't you love? I want to hear you say it."

His sultry voice sending a chill straight to my clenching core, and I attempt to choke out the words he wants to hear. "I- Fùck!" I moan, furrowing my eyebrows because I was so close; so so close. "Justin I want to- oh my god! "

I came undone around his hard length, my legs shaking I wasn't sure if I could trust them to carry me into that building, and I was panting like I had just ran a marathon. Justin then pulled me and captured my lips into a kiss so intense I wasn't sure who's air I was breathing. But I realized it was only a distraction , he thrusts into me vigorously to meet his own release. Groaning against my lips while his hands grip my hips tightly, I moan as he continuously strokes into my sensitive pussy.

"Shít," he hisses as I feel his cock twitch within me, seconds later he is filling me up with his own hot semen. I slump against his rising chest, trying to regain my composer after getting fùcked in my own car. This is the life. "Baby, get up before I end up taking you again."

"I don't want to."

"We have at least twenty five minutes to make ourselves presentable and I will probably end up fùcking you numb if you don't get up."

Now doesn't that sound nice?

I groan because I knew my hair was messy, and I had to get the evidence of sex from between my thighs. Moving slowly off of his lap, I reach in the back to retrieve my purse. I quickly retrieve my feminine wipes from my purse and clean myself up, while Justin only buttons his pants and fix his shirt. I roll my eyes and quickly reapply my scarlet colored matte lippie, then run a brush through my long hair.

I glance over and see that Justin is watching me with a small smirk on his lips, I raise an eyebrow as I continue to run the brush through my hair. "You know what I just noticed?" I shrug and put my brush into my purse, then retrieved my channel perfume. "Every time I fùck you, you always look refreshed and glowing. I must have good dick."

Jesus Christ, help this man.

"Barely. Now come on let's go." I say quickly, as I spray myself and throw the bottle back into my purse. I open the car door and step out, pulling my skirt back into place. Justin is glaring at the length of my skirt as I walk around the car, he's such a possessive little thing. I raise my eyebrow, daring him to say a word about it and I watch as his expression morphs into a tight smile.

That's right.

We take the elevator up to the third floor, Justin was silent the whole way and I didn't like it. He looks distant and out of it , I look up at him and take his hand in mine hoping it would be enough to bring him back. Its been like this for weeks, yes weeks- time flied after my mother left for France; Brandon was here with fota and we were still stuck with Penelope and her raging ex wife syndrome. Every time we come here, its something different that's being told to the lawyers.

Last week she tried to tell them that there was damage caused to her house, caused by Justin. Penelope had pictures and even gone out of her way to get a police report, but the lawyers had over looked that situation and found out that she had done the damage herself. It had been done the night after I confronted her at the hospital, she had her days mixed up because Justin was in the hospital the whole time. She had done it because she had found out that Justin was actually divorcing her.

Penelope was doing little things to attempt to get under our skin, at first it was just her coming up to her sister's job and slightly harassing me. Now Justin was being harassed too, unknown numbers were calling every night at the same time 2:34 am and it was weird. Justin was also getting little sheets of paper with a fresh coat of red lipstick kissed onto the paper, sent to his desk at work; but we had ignored all her attempts, so far.

I could tell Justin's patience is thinning out, he's so close to blowing his top off and I wanted to be around him to make sure he doesn't. "Baby? Come on." Justin's soft yet deep voice brought me back to reality, I blinked and noticed the elevator doors were open and people with annoyed expressions were waiting for us to file off. Oops? I straighten up and step out of the elevator with Justin's hand still in mine, as we closed in on the door his grip became so tight I looked up at him in pain but I was also worried.

"Justin, are you okay?" I ask, pulling my hand from his and stopping a few inches from the door. He stops quickly then looks down at me with his eyebrows furrowed and I look at him expectantly.

"I'm fine angel, just thinking." he's lying, I can tell because he won't look my directly in the eye but I won't push him; if he wanted me to know he'd tell me, right? I sigh and nod, then continue towards the door but Justin's hand reaches out and spin me around. I feel his finger on my chin and his lips softly peck mine, he pulls back and looks me directly in the eye. "I'm okay I promise."

This time I nod not only because I believe him but because of his lips, they should come with a fùcking warning sign because once they're on me I lose all train of thought. Justin knows what he's doing too, especially when I'm mad; god, I hate, I hate it so much. Justin straightened up and shot me a smile, I glare at him because he knew he won this one.

"lets go," I grumble and take his large hand in mine again, not caring if he was chuckling at me. We enter the room, and thankfully we were early; Penelope hadn't made it in yet. Justin shakes hands with Christopher and his younger intern.

Christopher smiles and takes my hand in his, bringing it up to his lips. I smile and blush only a little, "Good Morning Miss Smith, how are you?" he asks, Justin didn't like him because he claims that all Christopher does is flirt but he's the greatest divorce lawyer in Miami. I just think Christopher is a nice older man, besides that unlike Justin he actually values his marriage from what I hear.

"Morning Chris, I'm great and you?"

"I am great actually, My wife forced me to watch every season of The Walking Dead and I'm content."
Is this man me or what? I love that show and I feel like I've met my soulmate now that I've found out he has something in common with with me

"Really, wow I actually can't wait for the rest of the sea-"

"Alright! Enough of this small talk, you guys do it every single time." Justin says bitterly, and I don't understand why. I just fùcked you, don't be bitter. Christopher smiles politely at Justin although I know he wants to throw up the middle finger to his rude ass.

"You're right why don't you have a seat?" he suggests then turns away and we comply almost immediately, in the process I end up thumping Justin against his head. He glares at me and grips my thigh tightly from under the table once we're seated, making me gasp audibly.

Just as I turn to retaliate the door opens and in comes the usual, Penelope but she had someone else with her. Justin tensed at the sight of an older man with silver hair and blue eyes, he was tall and he radiated with control as another man stands behind him. The sliver haired guy had to be in his fifties, well I wasn't sure because he looked young also and he was actually good looking, like really good looking in a strange way. He reminded me of those actors that never aged, or the ones that age but look even better than they did when they were younger, this guy was that fine.

Lord stop me.

"Hello, I'm Thomas Cruz." he introduces himself to Christopher and his intern who is slightly frightened by the power this man seems to have. Oh my god, I was fùcking checking out Penelope's dad. Christopher shakes his hand professionally and introduces the shy intern, the girl was basically trembling now. Poor girl. "Ah, Justin Bieber."

Justin gave Thomas a sarcastic smile, "Thomas Cruz, what a surprise seeing you here." his tone was sarcastic as ever, Justin didn't want the man to be here. That makes me wonder, Why was her dad here anyway? That woman is twenty nine now, you would think she'd be old enough to handle herself but her father is here with her during a divorce. "Come here to harass me for filing for divorce?"

Thomas laughed and took a seat across the table from us, next to his daughter who was sitting quietly for once. "No actually I was expecting this years ago, " well, okay. "I'm just merely here for support." his amused eyes then landed on me, he was curious now probably wondering who I was. "You are?"

Probably your third wif- "Sequoia Smith, his girlfriend. " I said with a small smile, Thomas looked me over and hummed which made me quite uncomfortable but I didn't let it show physically.

"Are you sure you're with him? Why? you're stunning, Jesus Christ."

Thanks?

"okay that's enough questions for my girlfriend. "

" And daddy, no flirting with woman that are half your age minus ten years! You're almost forty eight." Penelope finally spoke up, glaring at the older man. I stifle a laugh that threatened to escape my lips, wow her own father was as childish as men my age that try to flirt with me this meeting will be interesting as ever.

"Sweetheart, I'm not trying to have my way with the woman. It's just a compliment."

Yeah because this woman isn't sitting here at all.

"Thomas I advise you to stop speaking about my girlfriend. " Justin grits out, glaring also at Thomas and I only sit quietly, If I did intervene it would turn into something highly unnecessary.

Thomas chuckled deeply and shook his head at Justin's possessiveness, while Justin was just clenching his fist under the table; chill. "Alright let's get started, shall we?" Christopher spoke up , breaking up this childish and highly unnecessary situation. Penelope huffed and nodded in response to Mr. Manning , Justin does the same but he still had a look of anger on his face.

Was it that serious?

***

It was.

"I fùcking hate that man!" Justin growls, he storms towards the car and I manage to keep up with him in my heels. He was really upset at the fact that Thomas was getting under his skin the whole time. It annoyed me also, he made flirtatious comments towards me and subtly rude ones towards Justin. Penelope couldn't even control her own dad and his vicious mouth, it actually had gotten to the point where Thomas was annoying everyone in the damn room.

That man was intolerable. Good looks: cancelled.

"Justin wait," I exclaimed as he reaches the car, he stops in front of it and turns to me as he runs his fingers through his hair. When I reach him, I instantly reach out and grab his free hand. "Its okay baby, ever-"

"No its not okay Sequoia! That man never fails to make my life hell, him and my father! I can never have anything or you to myself, I can never be happy for long. " what? How does his father even know about me? Justin never told me much about his father, only the fact that he hasn't seen him in years. That all I've been told, was there something more? There had to be because Justin looked like he wants to murder something. "I can never escape this shít. "

You and me both baby

I sigh because I felt bad for him, I don't like seeing him upset. "Justin its going to get better, not as fast as you want it to but it will. Don't let them get under your skin, please don't give them that satisfaction. They want to see you crumble, hell they want to see both of us crumble but we won't ever. " Justin looks down at me, his features soften so I lean up and kiss his jaw. "Its okay."

Justin let's out a low groan and pull me close to his hard body, placing a kiss on the top of my head. "You know what to say sometimes, and I love you for that but I'm just tired and worried about me, us. When is everyone going to get the memo? I'm in love with you and I'm not giving you or us up anytime soon."

Why was he so good to me, what did I even do to be able to hear these things?

I love him so much, I feel like I'm swooning again. Yes, I'm swooning dammit.

Fùck it

"Justin I love you."

Then I wait, he has to say something he can't just stand here and say nothing. Say something man! I look into his eyes hesitantly, but I immediately regret it when I see his eyes darken with lust and an emotion that's masking his lust for me, adoration? Love? Awe? Whatever it was, I was going to be weak to my knees if he didn't stop looking at me so intensely. Oh my god stop.

"Repeat that," he murmurs so soft if it wasn't for the fact that this parking garage was dead quiet I probably wouldn't have heard him. I place my hands on his chest and caress him through the fabric of the shirt, my eyes don't leave his not even for a second.

"I love you so much," I breathe out before I'm pulled into the most passionate kiss I've ever received, I feel Justin's large hand craddle the back of my head and I moan when my breast are tightly pressed against his hard chest. His other arm wrapped around my lower waist while his tongue traced over my bottom lip, I parted my lips against his and he took advantage of it by slipping his tongue in.

My own hands found their way to his hair and gripped it, causing him to groan into my mouth. By now I was completely arroused and I'm sure the panties I hand on were soaking, dear god I was more than soaking. I could feel the arrousal on my thigh, we had to get home now. Justin and I finally pull away to catch our breath, to look each other in the eyes.

"Lets go home, now." Justin strains, I nod and don't question it because I already know the answer. But his grip on me is still tight and I can't even move, his lips were on my neck within seconds. How are we supposed to go home when you're still ravishing me Justin? "I'm so happy, I need to get you home so I can make love to you." he mumbles against my neck , I almost didn't hear him because of his intoxicating kisses.

Make love not fùck? Justin bieber is a changed man.

"I'm serious angel, I want to celebrate this. Do you realize that you've given yourself to me completely? I'm so happy. "

I was happy too, but for how long?

Justin

Beautiful

That's all I thought as I slowly stripped her of the thin shirt and was greeted by set of perky breasts, her brown nipples already harden and I could tell by the parting of her pink lips that she wanted me just as much as I want her. But we're taking it slow, I of course wanted her to see everything I'm doing to her. She deserves it, Sequoia has managed to stay with me through this all and she knows exactly what to say to take my mind off everything.

And as corny as this sounds, I forget every problem I have when I'm around her. All I have to do is look into those green eyes and thoughts of Penelope, Thomas, my father, anything stressful goes away. I was insouciant around her, it was blissful and everything I could ask for.

I'm going to marry her, I'm going to do it damnit.

Once everything is over with, I'm going to do it.

Breaking my stare from her breast, I looked up at her and noticed she was looking at me curiously but I didn't want her questioning me now. So I continue to uncloth what is mine, my fingers trail down to her all too fitted skirt. I grip the waistband of it and slowly pull it down her hips, helping her step out of it "You know I don't tell you this enough," I murmur as my hands roam her now bare thighs, then my eyes look up at her as I kneel before her. "You're gorgeous."

Sequoia only reaction was to smile at me while biting her lip, I chuckled and rose to my feet. I took her hand in mine and guided her towards the large mirror in our room, standing behind her with my hands on her hips. She looks up at me confused, "Justin what are you doing?" her soft voice asks, I grin and let my hands travel to her nipples giving them a pinch which makes her gasp.

"Well, I'm going to take you right here in front of this mirror slowly." I say huskily, now my hands trail down her flat stomach to the only article of clothing she had on left; her panties. "So you can see what I do to you, how you look when you're given an orgasm by someone you love."

And I still couldn't believe she had said that she love me, and she was sober. Pathetic, I know but it was an accomplishment

Another sound left her lips, it sounded like a whimper but whatever it was made me slide my fingers into her panties and stroke her wet slit. Sequoia gasps and leans against my chest, her eyes start to flutter as I rub my thick finger against her sensitive clit. She let's out a soft moan that sends a shiver down to my hardening cock, I love that sound.

My lips were on her neck as I caressed her wet core, biting and licking every part. Making sure I made my mark as she moaned, I slid my finger down to her wet hole. My free hand played with her breast making her arch her back against me and place one of her hands over the one between her legs. I looked up at her in the mirror and her hooded eyes met mine, then I hear the words that spur me on.

"I love you. "

She said them again!

"Jesus Christ Sequoia," I groan, not saying the words back but she could feel it in my touch that I love her. I slide my fingers from inside of her and move my hands to her hips, my lips are at the shell of her ear "Bend over for me."

Sequoia's breath hitched slightly and she hesitantly bent over slowly, her hands were planted on the mirror and her bottom up in the air for me. The look of excitement and lust clear in her eyes, I smile at the familiar look as I unbutton my shirt and slide it off my shoulders. Within seconds I'm behind her, running my hand over the soft skin of her back we hold eye contact in the mirror as I do so. She sighs as my finger tips slides down to her ass, I smile sinisterly as I draw my hand back and give her ass a sharp smack. In return I'm rewarded with a loud moan, I repeat my action on the other side this time I run my hands over both cheeks to sooth any pain.

My hands continue to roam her body, and I knew she wanted me inside of her just as much as I wanted to be because the evidence of her arrousal soaked through her thin pair of underwear and was now covering this insides of her thighs. I quickly dispose of the rest of my clothing, eager to be inside her and feel her walls tighten around me; I nearly groan at the thought.

I place a hand on her lower back and another at the base of my cock, then tease her entrance with the head of my throbbing sex. Sequoia groans as she attempts to get me inside of her but I stop her with my free causing her to whimper in need.

"Patience angel," I chuckle at how eager she was, looks like she couldn't take things slow either. Instead of teasing more, I slowly push into her from behind and immediately feel the welcoming warmth from her wet sex. I hiss and push myself deeper within her, feeling as she clenches around my needy cock. God its like heaven every time. Soon I start to stroke into her warmth slowly, my hands caressing any part of her body within my reach, earning small gasps from her in the process.

From the reflection in the mirror I can see Sequoia's struggling to hold back on any free flowing moans, her lips were parted and her eyes slightly hooded making eye contact with me as I groaned and thrust into her as slow as I ever went. Her moans being motivation for me to thrust harder, but I remained with a slow steady pace. She quivered with each thust, her hands clenching against the mirror eagerly.

"faster please, " she begged breathlessly, her eyes pleading for me to speed up and as much as I wanted to feed into her begging I didn't. I bit my lip and gripped her hips tightly as I stroked into her, looking at her body move with the force of my hips; it looked so sensual that I almost wanted to pound her hard, but I wanted her to feel me and need me. "Please Justin! "

The sound coming from her lips made me break, with a low growl I pulled Sequoia up against my chest roughly making a gasp escape her lips. I wrapped an arm across her flat stomach and thrusted into her fast, make her cry out and close her eyes but I leaned into her ear "Open those eyes, look at what I'm doing to your body angel." I whispered in between each thrust, Sequoia moaned and pried her eyes open. Her eyes immediately falling on mine and I was overwhelmed with the emotion held within them.

So beautiful and all mine.

She gasps as my free hand rubs her clit as I thrust into her pussy, I feel her walls constrict around my moving cock and curse into her ear. I knew she was close already, but it was okay because this was only one out of ten I was going to give her. "Justin don't stop, harder please! I'm so damn close." she whimpers, I groan as I fulfill her wishes; pounding into her with power. Sequoia curses and her hands scramble to hold on to the arm cross her stomach, the sound of our skin slapping together echo the room along side our obvious sounds of pleasure.

Sequoia feels amazing, which makes it hard for me to resist touching her throbbing clit. She fits around me so perfectly, because she is mine. The thought of her with someone else infuriates me, no one can touch her like I can. Hell, no one can love her like me. Sequoia is mine and I am hers.

My possessive ways take over and before I had a chance to stop myself, I moved my hand down to her thigh and lifted it. As I held her leg in place I pounded into my angel relentlessly, causing her to cry out and arch against my chest. The only words echoing in my head were beautiful, gorgeous, mine; mine was exceptionally reoccurring.

"Shit Sequoia, you like that? Hm?" I ask sensually, the heat from our bodies causing me to sweat and my messy hair laid on top of my head moving while I pound into her. Sequoia only moans in response, her eyes daring to flutter close again. "No sweetheart, look at how good you look when I'm inside of you. Look "

Sequoia's eyes trail down where I enter her, her pussy was on full display in the mirror and all I wanted to do was taste it; she moans and quivers against my body "yes, fùck me Justin." she breathes, she throws her head back against my shoulder and speaks again. "oui oh mon dieu." my arrousal heightens when I hear those words roll off her tongue seductively, looks like I was the one who would be coming first.

I curse and grip her thigh in my hand tightly, pounding into her faster as she moans and speaks " Je suis à toi." she chants loudly, I feel her walls suddenly tighten around me as her legs start to tremble and a strangled cry escapes her lips.

"Thats right baby, come. I got you angel." I groan encouraging her to come down, but she was still shaking and her lips were parted as more moans flow out. I slow down to a halt so I can hold her tightly as she comes, my lips caress her neck and her loud moans decrease to low whimpers. "Good girl, my good girl." she stilled against my chest, her erratic breathing filling the room. "I'm not done though my love, your body is mine to take care of forever."

And yes, this was our idea of making love Ladies and gentlemen

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Hey guys, sorry for the late update. You guys might get another one tonight because I will be stuck in a confined space for like 16 hours.

So, will you guys be mad at me if I told y'all there are rough three or four chapters left in this book? Yes, yes people the adventures of justin and Sequoia will be ending and then I'll be able to focus on editing that horrible mess Jason and updating Lolita.

Sigh I'm gonna miss them, BUT hey some good things have to end.

There may or may not be another book, I'm thinking about making one about how Penelope and Justin first came in contact.

Anyway, y'all I said previously that I don't speak French. I'm only fluent in English and thanks to my weird ass abuela (she'd beat me if she heard me say this) I'm also fluent in Spanish. So if there are any mistakes, please correct them.

Thanks for reading guys, I appreciate y'all.

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