Part Three: II

Sometime Later...

"I need to tell you, this isn't what I had in mind." Justin whispers tenderly in my ear and I gulp down hard, my eyes trained on my dresser mirror in my bedroom where I can see him standing behind me...gently kissing the hot flesh of my neck...naked. Oh god.

How did we get here?

There's a defining moment between the kiss we shared in my kitchen to now that's partly hazy to me yet as clear as day.

"What did you have in mind?" I find myself whispering out slowly as I shut my eyes when his hands begin roaming up and down my bare shoulders softly, his fingertips grazing over my smooth skin.

"Well..." He drawls out, his voice octaves lower and my eyes shoot open when he presses against me from behind. Locking eyes with him through the mirror, I gasp at the intense, raw passion radiating through his azures. "I was thinking, a soft bed, with you sprawled out beneath me, my little chocolate swirl, begging me to give you exactly what you need, what we both crave...making sure that what we feel, every touch, sensation and lasting effect is...just right..." Trailing off, one of his hands finds my hair and he slowly pushes some of the loose strands behind my ear so he can gently nibble on my earlobe.

Gripping the edge of the dresser when I feel my knees go weak, my eyes flutter shut as my nails scrape over the vanished wood.

I never imagined myself in this position with Justin, so vulnerable and so exposed. But, the moment we stepped foot into my bedroom, I completely tossed all inhibitions to the wind and simply allowed myself to feel. And god did I feel.

I felt every kiss he planted on every inch of my body as he slowly undressed the both of us right down to our birthday suits. Even then, I was too engrossed with him to notice the magnitude of the situation we were in.

We were quickly jumping into new territory, Justin with his eyes wide open and me with mine wide shut, but, I didn't care...and now, I still don't...because I, I have faith in him. I can't say that I trust him completely yet, but, I trust his decisions a lot more than I trust my own right now which put me in this present situation. That's a scary revelation, but not nearly terrifying enough to make me cease the series of events about to unfold.

I want to fear him, I do. After what happened between him and Brad, I have every reason to fear this man, to be afraid of even pissing him off myself but I...I can't get over this alluring nature that he has that's undoubtedly trapped me in the worst possible way.

Even more mindboggling, I'm not complaining.

I know that there is no way I'll have the strength in me to kick him out of my apartment right now like I probably should. I'd maybe hate myself afterwards if I did. But, I feel like I'm going to be stuck in this moment forever, like a recurring 'nightmarish' fantasy that I can't help but indulge in because it's still so good.

So what do I do since I'm clearly caught between wanting something that's clearly unhealthy for me but I just can't help myself?

"You're thinking too much...just let go...relax Briana." Justin breathes against the flesh of my neck where his lips are currently attached. "I won't hurt you Bri. Trust me. You have my word."

Swallowing the lump of uncertainly in my throat, I'm quickly brought back to reality as Justin's words cloud out my thoughts and I savor what he's doing to me.

"This is...it's a little new to me." I force out mindlessly, my browns now locked unto his blues in the mirror.

This was actually my idea. I would have opted for my soft queen-sized bed happily when Justin proceeded to lead us in that direction but something clicked inside of me and I protested. I suddenly had this urge, this craving to see him....to see him and me....to see him making love to me. I know this doesn't sound like me at all, but with Justin, I find that I can be whoever I want to be. I'm still me, just...redefined.

"It's new to me too beautiful, but, it's a good new." Justin finally responds and I exhale a sigh of relief.

"Yeah..." I respire in agreement.

Pulling away from me, Justin instantly flips me around to face him and my eyes briefly scan over my average sized room decked out in a beige color scheme with my bed being the most outstanding piece of furniture since half of it is covered with pillows and a triple layer bedspread.

"You really want to see us blended together through your mirror don't you?" Justin asks, his blues searching my browns with an amused glow in his orbs.

"Blended?" I giggle and he shrugs uncaringly.

"Nicest way of putting it. Besides, I think a mixture of chocolate and vanilla swirl is quite delicious. Don't you?"

"You and your ‘sweet' talk." I joke and he chortles lightly, the vibration of his laugh pulsing through my body since we're comfortably fused together at the front with his arms affectionately wrapped around my lower waist.

"Indeed." Justin grins and I gaze at him in awe, trying to make sense of where the badass that I witnessed earlier, who nearly burnt another individual alive, disappeared to. It's amazing how he can switch almost completely to be an entirely different person.

Bringing my hands up to smooth over his light stubble, I smile warmly at him before gripping his face and slowly pulling him down to my level.

"Let's satisfy that craving of yours then." I voice in a breathy whisper and his eyes light up in anticipation.

Responding with a light smirk, Justin easily takes the initiative to close the tiny gap between us until his lips are planted firmly against mine.

I use this moment to gently brush my fingertips over his bruised side, eliciting a soft hiss from him when I come in contact with the sore spot. He seems to be ignoring that it's there pretty well though.

What starts off as a delicate kiss with our lips tenderly moving together quickly explodes into intense desire and desperation from the increased temperature burning between us and in a matter of seconds, I find myself taking in all of this man, desperate to feel more of him but not quite getting enough.

Taking in air harshly through his nose, Justin absentmindedly slams me into the dresser, sandwiching my body between him and the piece of furniture. Wincing from the force of impact, I ignore it all together as I continue to ravish his lips, needing to taste more of him. I can literally hear our lips smacking together as our tongues twist and whirl around with each other in a passion-filled-lust-hungry kiss.

Gripping my sides tightly, Justin pushes his lower half against me, his need for friction where he needs it the most boring through any self-control he has left.

When I feel the hard bulge of his erection probing at my inner thigh, I forcefully end our lip-lock, placing light kisses on his now swollen lips before I pull away completely.

My eyes slowly flutter open to meet his and I can't help but admire just how beautiful he looks even under the dim white lighting of the bedside lamps in my room. His physic to me is ‘imperfectly flawless'. He's slim but not skinny, well sculpted but not buff. I like it...no...I love it. I could get used to seeing him like this from his head of full brown hair to his slim waist, to his throbbing, thick, lengthy erection, right down to his sexy legs and long feet.

"Liking what you see huh?" Justin inquires cockily and I roll my eyes. "It's ok Bri because I love what I see too."

I don't know why that makes my heart skip a beat, but it does and I can't take this torture anymore. I need him...now.

Touching his lips with my thumb, I smile slyly for him before I carefully turn around so his front is pressing against my back. Moving my hand behind to fit between the two of us, my eyes connect to his through the large mirror once more as I grip his solid erection in my palm.

Hissing softly, Justin partially falls against me, his hands landing on the flat wooden surface on either side of my body. His mouth drops open slightly and I wink for him as he stares at me in awe when I begin slowly guiding my hand up and down his length in torturous strokes.

"Bri..." He chokes out but I silence him.

"Shhh...next time it will be your turn to do me." I can't help but twitch with excitement at the thought of his head buried deep between my thighs as he eats me out, making me scream his name. "But now...I need to feel you...all of you...deep inside of me."

Gulping down hard, Justin remains mute as his eyes glaze over when I pick up some speed, skillfully pumping him as I continue to stare at his mixed expressions through the mirror. His eyes flutter shut momentarily and his hips buck before a low, throaty growl bubbles up in his throat and spills out of his lips.

"Ok...ok." He mutters, while licking at his lips sensually.

Using one of his free hands, Justin easily grips my wrist and pulls my hand away from him causing us both to moan at the loss of contact. Regaining his stance, his eyes shoot open and I gasp in shock when I note their darkened tonal color. I can see the desire thickly dripping from those blues and by the predator stare he's giving me...

"Spread ‘em." He barks out in a demand and I comply instantly, the moisture between my thighs now replaced by a waterfall as my juices begin to flow freely.

Gripping underneath my chin harshly, Justin smiles deviously at me while he glares at our reflection in the mirror. Forcing my head to the side, he darts out his tongue to tickle the tip of my ear before kissing me there. Using his other free hand, he grips his erection and carefully positions himself at my entrance from behind causing my entire body to shiver in anticipation.

"Are you gonna scream for me Bri?" He asks huskily but when I try to respond, the air is knocked right out of my lungs when he suddenly, without warning, plunges his length into me, stretching my walls apart.

Gasping in shock from the intrusion, my mouth hangs open as I fight to suck in some air but to no avail. My eyes grow wide as I glare at Justin and I can feel them glossing over from the mixture of intense pleasure and pain when he thrusts into me until he can't go any further.

My walls clench around him, sucking him in like a vacuum and my entire body instantaneously sets on fire due to the increased heat sweltering between us from our connection.

"Breathe Bri." Justin groans in a ragged whisper and I blink slowly, the air rushing into my lungs rapidly when he pulls out then slams back into me, this time eliciting a loud scream of approval from me.

"Uh god!" I belt, my upper half falling slightly forward over the dresser. Haphazardly pushing items out of the way, not caring that they're falling unto the carpeted floor, I lean over before arching my back and lifting my head up to stare at Justin through the mirror as he quickly falls into his own rhythm, setting a steady pace.

His large hands have a firm grip on my waist and his eyes drop south as he becomes mesmerized with his hips slamming against my ass as he fucks me from behind.

"Shit." He spits out, his face contorting in pleasure before he tilts his head slightly to the side to get a better view of how he disappears inside of me as I take all of him in.

Propping myself up on my elbows, I shift my feet, opening my legs wider to grant him better access which he thanks me for by leaning down and placing butterfly kisses up and down the center of my back. "Mmmm....my sexy chocolate swirl." Justin coos and I bite my lip at how erotic this all is.

I'm completely lost in watching him work us both so expertly as he continues to thrust in and out of me powerfully, my nipples hardening when they touch the cool wooden surface of my dresser.

"Fuck Justin. Uh yes, fuck me." I moan, my body rocking with his as he picks up his pace, his thrusts more wild and sharp as he slowly loses control and gives into his instincts.

"You're so sweet Bri, and so...so fucking tight." He pants. "Damn you're amazing." He growls before one of his hands leave my waist to snake around me until he's twisting and pinching my nipples while fondling my breasts.

Breathing hard, I throw my head back when I feel my center heating up with each thrust he makes, my orgasm quickly building. I can't help it. Just the feel of him moving inside of me and causing such pleasurable pain is driving me over the top. It all feels so fucking deliciously amazing that I seriously can't hold out much longer. Not with Justin pounding into me and fucking the life out of me like that.

Arching forward and wrapping his arms around my waist, Justin pulls me up to rest against his chest, still slamming in and out of my center, causing my juices to flow out and down my thighs. My knees feel weak and I know that if he lets me go, I'll melt into a puddle on the carpet but I don't care. I'm immersed in this feeling and in him.

"Look at me Bri." Justin utters and my eyes immediately connect to his through the dresser mirror at the sound of his voice. I'm instantly entranced by the look of satiation radiating between us. Both of our eyes are glazed over as Justin's choppy breathing patterns match mine. "Let me see you let go baby." He murmurs and I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

I'm too consumed with my quickly building release to find my voice and the fact that Justin's hips are bucking as he pulses inside of me tells me he's near his release too.

The most I can muster up is a half-nod in response as my browns remain glued to his blues when I feel a dull ache in the pit of my abdomen as I reach my peak.

Gripping one of Justin's arms, my fingernails dig into the flesh of his skin when my body begins racking with violent spasms as my orgasm washes over me. I let out a loud moan, calling out his name as I cum before my hold on him loosens.

Wincing in pain, Justin breaks eye contact with me when his head drops and he bites down lightly on my shoulder to conceal his own moans since I'm squeezing the life out of him.

Tightening his hold around me, he continues plunging forcefully into me, riding out my release as his hips jerk and twitch when his own release follows soon after my own, causing him to coat my walls.

"Fuck Bri!" Justin gasps, his thrusts short and sharp as his speed gradually slows down.

Letting out small moans, I feel the energy slowly being drained from my body as I try to come down from my high.

Kissing the sore spot where he bit me gently, Justin finally lifts his head to gaze at me, and I smile at our reflection, loving how our skin tones blend perfectly together.

"I'm going to need an energy drink after this." Justin jokes and I giggle.

"It's not that bad." I muse but I'm thinking that would actually be a good idea, providing I can get to the kitchen to pull two out of the refrigerator for us.

"No, but an energy boost never hurt since I have no intention of going home or falling asleep tonight."

Gasping in mock astonishment, I blush slightly at his admittance because I was thinking the exact same thing....that I don't ever want him to leave or this to end. It's too late now to go back so I might as well ‘face the music.'

"Ok, but we're taking it on the bed this time." I suggest and he shakes his head in agreement.

"No complaints." Justin smirks, still holding onto me as he remains semi-hard inside of me.

Finally pulling out, he turns me around to face him, brushing some damp hair out of my face before he leans down to kiss me.

"Mmmm...I could get used to this." He speaks softly against my lips and I moan in turn feeling replete.

"Me too." I sigh, knowing that I'm rapidly falling for him and becoming enthralled in the thrill of being not just a biker boy's girl, but being his biker girl.

"Good to know Bri, it took you long enough." He chuckles and I smile bashfully.

It's true, it did take me long enough. And he was right, he does get what he wants eventually, no questions asked.

"So...what now?" I'm not sure if this is the right moment but it's a good a time as any for me. After all, we did just engage in the most intimate of acts.

"Whatever you want babe. I'm not going to rush you into anything. We can take it at your pace as long as you know that you're mine and no one else's." Justin says seriously, his hands skimming my cheek delicately.

"Damn, possessive much?" I wisecrack but he doesn't flinch.

"It's not one-sided you know. I'm yours too. You have nothing to worry about."

"So, I officially have permission to beat yo ass if you fuck around huh?" I ponder out loud and Justin arches a brow at me in amusement.

"Uh...yes?" He says slowly. "But, figuratively speaking because I have no intention of ever laying one finger on you and I hope the same goes for you with me."

"Eh, we'll see, but I'm not making any promises." I grin at him and he rolls his eyes at me playfully before he suddenly hoists me up and over his shoulder, smacking my bare ass in the process.

"Hey!" I giggle as he leads us over to the bed, the both of us breaking out into fits of laughter.

"You're too much Bri." Justin states and I smirk before he tosses me unto the bed and crawls over to hover above me, propping himself up on his hands as he nestles between my legs.

"Good, then that means I can tame you some." I say seriously and he frowns.

"You really think so?" Justin coos while planting small kisses along my nose, jaw line and lips.

"I hope so. You can't keep living this wild, carefree, dangerous life Justin. I don't want to see you get hurt like what happened earlier or worse." I pout while softly touching his sore side and he pulls away to glower at me.

"You're really serious aren't you?" He asks skeptically.

"Yes."

"I don't want to see you hurt either Briana, so...I can promise that I'll try my best, but I'm not abandoning my crew." He says firmly and I nod in agreement.

"Good enough for me." I beam and he returns the favor, laying a full kiss on me this time that takes my breath away.

Ugh, god I'm falling so hard and deep for him. I can only pray and hope that he holds true to his words and doesn't break my heart or make me live with too much regret from making this decision of giving him and us a chance.

"So, what do you say to round two my little coco-swirl?" Justin croons and I moan in response, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he positions himself at my entrance, already almost fully erect again.

"You're so unhealthy for me." I breathe out, my hands pulling his head down so I can capture his bottom lip to suck on it hungrily.

"Mmm...is that so? Well, I believe the feeling is mutual." Justin groans, slowly pressing the tip of his head at my opening, applying pressure and causing my juices to flow out like before.

"Yes, but fuck it. I can live with the consequences...just, never let me go..." I pant out, my heartbeat picking up with speed.

I can feel it thumping harshly beneath my ribcage, its rhythmic pattern matching the harsh beating of Justin's own heart as his chest molds with mine.

"Be careful what you wish for Bri. But I promise...I'll never let you go. I'll always protect you and us...until the day I take my very last breath." Justin mutters in assurance; but I ignore him when he swiftly slides into my slickness for the second time tonight, the sensations of our union causing my toes to curl when pleasurable waves wash over me and I drown in his touch, kisses and essence as he unknowingly claims my heart as his own this time around.

He doesn't waste time setting a slow, steady pace as he proceeds to make passionate love to me, washing away any lingering doubts I may have of him and engaging in this new life path I've chosen.

I can only hope for the best in the end because there is no way I can do without him now. I'm completely addicted and even if an addiction is supposed to be a bad thing, I think I now have full understanding of what Justin meant when he said "you'll never be pleased or happy until you satisfy your cravings..."

The only problem is, I don't think I'll ever be able to fully satisfy my craving for him but that's ok because as long as I have him, I can always get my fill...in more ways than one.