After dancing and drinking all night I finally got home around 5 A.M. It was great to have a night out with the girls and I needed it. The only thing that sucked was seeing Kalen. I know I know, I shouldn't be worried about her but it pisses me off when people, girls in particular, stare at you. The stare she was giving wasn't a curious one either, it was a stare that had jealousy all over it. Like, she was basically using her stare to send the question of who the hell are you and what the hell do you think you are doing.

The fact that I heard her voice that night, the first night that I really got to get close to Justin pisses me off too. Her face matches her voice perfectly. That high-pitched, I'm a dumb-ass girl sound fit how she looked perfectly. I couldn't help but think about her calling him every time I seen her at that club. Oh well, he is interested in me, obviously because he has been texting me all night about how he misses me and wishes how he would be with me tonight.

Wait. What am I doing? Why am I sitting here comparing myself to her? I am obviously way too drunk because I never do this. I am not the type of girl to get pissed over something little like this. I need to just go to bed and sleep this off. The last thing I need is to stress myself out even more than I am.

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The next morning I felt like a bus had ran over me. I haven't had a hangover this bad in a long time. I had fun though and last night was worth it.

Justin had called me and woke me up telling me he would be home early tomorrow morning and that he wanted to see me. It was great hearing his voice the first thing in the morning. I could get used to it very easily.

Today I decided to relax and catch up on my laundry, bills, and phone calls that I had missed from my mother. I hated missing her calls but she always called when I was extremely busy or when I was asleep. She didn't work because my dad had owned a construction company back at home in Texas. I only had one sibling, my older brother John, who helped my dad run it. "Smyth Construction" was the name and my mother had done all of the bookkeeping for the company. So, she was able to call me frequently and visit me at least once a month, which was always nice.

My mom knew about my new relationship and she seemed pretty glad. I don't think either one of my parents liked Alex too much. Plus, they thought that he was a loser because he didn't actually have that big of a success as being in a band. She knew Justin was  a singer too but she also liked the fact that he had other careers in his life as well.

My dad was always busy working so I didn't get to talk to him as much as my mom. I think he liked the fact I was dating Justin too.

"You need to bring him home so we can meet him" mom said.

"Mom! I have only been seeing him for little over a month, I will when the time is right. Plus, you know how I am about bringing guys home."

"I know, I know...but you have only brought Alex and that guy, what was his name...Brent home to meet us"

"Well I have to really like a guy before I bring them home.

"Well that's a good thing...but I gotta go...call me tomorrow if you can. Love you."

"Love you too mom."

The fact was that Alex and Brent are the only guys I've actually been with to bring home. It is kind of embarrassing being my age and only being with 2 guys but I don't settle. Don't get me wrong, I've hung out with a lot of people and went out on a lot of dates, but taking it to that next level is important to me.

I mean I have never even had a one-night stand. That is was is surprising to me because that night at the beach with Justin I thought for sure I was going to have sex with him, which is so unlike me. That shows I must really like him.

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The next week flew by thankfully. I couldn't wait to go to New York. I also couldn't wait to spend time with Justin either. He and I had got to see each other once this past week so this weekend was going to make up for it.

The plan was to fly out Thursday night and come back Sunday morning. Four days with him was going to be amazing, well at least I had hoped so. He picked me up in a black Lincoln car with tinted windows.

"Like the car? I told the driver I wanted something with a lot of privacy haha"

"Yea, I'm excited to get out of L.A for a while."

"Me too."

We reached the airport and boarded a private jet. The jet was amazing and not like any private jet I have ever flown on. We both actually slept the whole way since we both had worked late the previous night.

When we arrived in New York another car picked us up. Thankfully we arrived at JFK when the paparazzi wasn't waiting around on celebrities to show up. It was a calm night and we decided to order a pizza when we got to his apartment.

His apartment was unbelievable. It was in Tribeca, and had two bedrooms in it. The master bedroom had a huge king-sized bed with a bathroom that had a tub the size of my entire bathroom at my apartment in L.A.

"Well you can sleep in here or the other room. The other bedroom has my mom's stuff in it so if you need anything it is probably in there haha."

"Actually, I thought about this bedroom and kicking you out in the other room." I smiled.

"Ha Ha. Sorry honey, I am sleeping in here. This bed is way more comfortable than my mom's queen-sized. Plus, my stuff is already in here"

I walked closer to him and placed my hands on his belt loop. "Well in that case, if you are sleeping in here..." I looked at him and placed my lips on his earlobe "and your stuff is already in here" I started kissing his neck "then I guess I could learn to share since this bed is more comfortable."

He moaned and quickly lifted my face up to his and kissed me. God it felt so good to be able to kiss him and know that it wasn't a goodbye kiss. This kiss was only the beginning of many kisses we would share this weekend.

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Later on that night we ended up renting a movie and going to bed. I had put on a tight t-shirt and short shorts but made sure that I had sexy underwear on underneath. I mean hell, I may finally end up getting to be intimate with him.

We laid there watching the movie and I couldn't help but want him right then and there. I began to tickle him on his stomach. I knew that he couldn't stand this, and I wanted his attention. He ended up tickling me back and rolling on top of me.

He looked at me and smiled. "You are so beautiful. I can't believe that you are actually my girlfriend."

"What?! Are you kidding? You are the hot one with all of the girls haha" I joked.

"Seriously, no other girl compares to you. Not their looks, personality, views, nothing." He said seriously.

All I could do was kiss him at that moment. I think that is the nicest thing someone has ever said to me. At that moment, I knew that I was in love with him. Even though I have only known him for almost two months, it didn't matter. He was so good to me and I knew he meant everything he said to me.

We started kissing really hard and his hands were touching me all over. He was kissing my mouth, then moved to my neck. I lifted his shirt over his head and he did mine. He moved his lips down to my bra, and unfastened it. I could feel his hard dick touching my leg. He began sucking my breasts, one by one, sucking my nipples while his other hand massaged the other. I had never wanted anyone more than him at that moment.

I reached down and pulled his shorts and boxers off of him. He sat up and pulled my panties down my legs. My god, I had felt his dick before but never really got to see it. It was huge. This sex was going to be awesome but I knew it would hurt because I had never been with anyone as big as him.

He began kissing my neck and mouth again. "God Kim, I want you so fucking bad." He said. I started kissing his neck and grasped his dick between my hand. I started stroking him, slow then fast. His dick felt so good in my hand, I could only imagine how it felt inside me.

"I have a condom" He said while grabbing it out of his nightstand and putting it on. I wanted him so bad at that moment that I didn't give a shit if he had one or not, I was going to be with him.

He lowered himself back on top of me and began kissing me. He first inserted one if his fingers inside of me. "God you are so fucking wet" he said while moving it in and out. I was so turned on I thought I was going to come right then.

I started to moan. "Hold on baby, I am not done pleasing you yet" and with that he slowly entered me. He entered inch by inch so I could get used to him. I have to admit, it did hurt a little.

Finally he started to thrust in me, slowly. "You feel so good" he said. I began kissing his neck as he thrusted. I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me. I needed him and wanted him. I began to lift my hips up when he suddenly used his hands and grabbed my ass and placed my legs around his upper back. God he knew exactly what I wanted. He began to fuck me hard and fast and held my ass up as he thrusted. His face was dripping with sweat and so was mine. He knew exactly where my spot was and kept on thrusting until I came over and over.

I honestly didn't think that a man could make you orgasm five times the first time you had sex with him but Justin did. It was like he knew how and what I liked instantly. After my last orgasm I could tell that he was about to come. He began kissing me and at that moment I could feel his orgasm because his dick began to tremble inside of me.

He rested on top of me and kissed me. "That was amazing" I said.

"Yes, that was unbelievable." He said catching his breath.

He pulled out and laid beside me. I laid my head on his chest and could hear his heart beating fast. "I thought the first time with you was going to be good but I didn't expect it to be like this. I have never been someone who feels as good as you" he said.

I couldn't help but laugh "Well I have never been with someone who is as big as you. You definitely win the prize in that category."

"Oh really? How many people have you been with?"

"Honestly? I'm kinda embarrassed to say..."

"Is it that many?" he laughed.

"NO!! Actually I've only been with 2....well 3 including you."

"Seriously?? Wow. I didn't think that."

"Well what did you think?"

"Hahaha nooo don't take it the wrong way, I just figured you had been with more than that. That explains why you feel so good haha."

I couldn't help but laugh "How many have you been with or do I even want to ask that question."

"Well more than 3 hahaha....you are the best person I've been with, swear to god not just saying that."

We laid there the rest of the night talking and I ended up falling asleep on his chest. It felt so good to sleep next to him.