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I don’t have time to deal with some skanky hoe and an obsessive wimp. I don’t like Selena because she’s a fake social climber and I have my issues with Justin and how he has changed recently. Bottom line, in MY OPINION, is that Selena ruined Justin. That’s that.
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Chapter 30: Naked
"I love you, Ava Bell," I breathed putting my forehead against hers, cupping her tear stained cheeks in my hands.
The sense of utter fucking elation at saying the words to her was eclipsed entirely when she said them back to me. Never once had I expected her to say what she had. Even when I had told Lily of my plans for Ava’s birthday, from organizing the meal to choosing and buying the pendant, it had never occurred to me that she would confess her own feelings so entirely.
I hadn’t done all I had for her to say it back.
I’d said it because I couldn’t hold it back any more. I needed her to know, to feel and see how much I loved her. The pendant was beautiful and I was glad that she liked it but the feelings and meaning behind it were far more important than the diamonds that sparkled against her smooth, pale skin. The pendant signified my own heart. It signified my love for her and by placing it around her neck to let it nestle next to hers; it showed how completely she owned me.
I had given myself to her. I was naked and vulnerable as I stood in front of her waiting for her response to my words and her words back were the blanket that I never knew I needed.
She loved me back.
Ava loves me.
I smiled against the tip of her nose before kissing it softly. Her little hands fisted in the collar of my shirt pulling me closer. I wound my hands around her neck and let my mouth rest in the crook of her shoulder, breathing her in. Telling Ava how I felt seemed to heighten all my other senses and emotions. Her scent snaked its way into my lungs setting them on fire. My heart was beating faster and harder in my chest and I seemed to need more oxygen to help the muscles that were still wound tight. They had been tense from the anxiety of her reaction but now they were tensing through my desire and need to have her as fucking close to me as I could get her.
I kissed the soft skin of her neck just under her ear and felt her shiver gently. “Are you ready to go?” I whispered, suddenly petrified that any loud sounds or quick movements would shatter the moment that we were sharing. She nodded against me chest, never speaking. I smiled again and lifted my head from her slowly. I looked down at her beautiful face, skimming my thumbs under her moist eyes. She placed her hands on my forearms and squeezed.
"Tell me it’s real, Justin," she whispered, looking quickly between my eyes. "Tell me that all this…" she exhaled slowly, "all this is real."
My eyes never leaving hers, I nodded slowly and rubbed my hands gently down her arms before clasping her hands in mine and bringing them to my mouth. “This,” I murmured against her knuckles, “is all real, Ava.” I placed her hands against my heart and leaned down to kiss her. The softness of her lips never ceased to amaze me and I sighed into her mouth as she opened to me. Her hands knotted into my hair and pulled me to her as I let my tongue caress hers gently. She made a small moaning sound that travelled right to my groin as I deepened the kiss further.
I needed her closer and my mouth against hers just wasn’t enough, no matter how fantastic it felt. I pulled away, both of us panting for breath. “Ava,” I sighed feeling her hands travel down my back to my waist. “Let me take you back to the hotel and show you how real it is.” She looked at me, wound her hands around my neck and smiled gently before nodding slowly.
The look in her eyes told me that she knew I wasn’t suggesting anything other than the fact that I wanted to touch her, caress her, taste her and worship her the way that she deserved. I had given her my heart which she had taken without question, giving me hers in return. Now all I wanted was to give her my body. Before, she had taken my body eagerly, hungrily even, but now I wanted her to take it knowing that it wasn’t just about yearning, lust or desire.
It was about my love too.
We continued to stand looking at each other as if it were the first time that we had, in the four weeks that we had known one other. It felt that through saying how I felt I had cleared the frosted glass of doubt, leaving me with a perfect view of her.
The woman that I loved.
With my arm still around her I grabbed my jacket from the back of my chair and walked her to the glass pod door. It opened as it settled back into the boarding station. As requested a car was waiting on the side walk. I grabbed Ava’s hand and hurried to get in the back of it. She giggled as she slid across the leather, leaving me space to get in. I threw my arm around her and pulled her to me, suddenly desperate to feel her against me. I kissed her lips softly, moving to her cheek where I grazed her skin with the tip of my nose.
"I love you," I whispered at her ear. Her grip on my waist increased and she lifted her lips to my throat, kissing me gently.
"I love you too, Justin," she replied quietly.
Fuck she said it again…
I sighed and closed my eyes, letting her words wash over me. I smiled and laughed gently at the sensation. “What?” She asked, stroking my face.
"Say it again," I murmured, running my hand slowly down her arm before resting it on her waist. She smiled and pushed my hair from my forehead. She placed her hands on either side of my face and brought my eyes down to hers.
"I love you, Justin Bieber," she breathed. My lips crashed against hers before the ‘n’ of my surname even left her mouth. The sound of those words coming from her was almost too much for me to bear. The swell in my heart was so much that it almost hurt and the only way to ease it was to touch her and kiss her with all the passion I could muster.
We remained like that until the car pulled up at the back of the hotel. Shane had made it abundantly clear that if I insisted on travelling with no security then the back entrance of the hotel was the only option. I smiled thinking about the seriousness of his ultimatum and laughed to myself at the thought of his face if he knew about all the things I was feeling and saying to Ava.
No doubt I would receive some kind hearted abuse from him about it…
…like I gave a shit!
I jumped out first and she followed shortly after. Now that I had told her how I felt I wanted nothing more than to sweep her into my arms and parade her around showing everyone that she belonged to me and that I belonged to her, but I knew that we needed to talk again about what was the best idea in terms of people knowing the truth about our relationship.
Nevertheless it still made my chest tight walking to the elevator without her hand in mine.
I walked into the suite smiling as I looked around, completely satisfied with what the management had done after the requests I had made. I hurriedly threw my jacket onto the sofa, kicked off my shoes and flicked on the iPod that was in its dock. In no time at all there was a small knock at the door. My heart thumped and I found myself taking a deep breath. I rolled my eyes at myself as I pushed my hands through my hair at the sheer absurdity of my reaction to Ava coming to my suite.
I opened my door slowly; blocking her view of the suite to find her stood smiling, still in her dress with a small night bag on her shoulder but bare foot. I cocked an eyebrow at her as my eyes met hers. She looked down and grinned. “High heels,” she mumbled waving her hand dismissively. I opened the door further and she walked in. As I closed the door I watched her face as she took in the room. Hundreds of flickering lights filled the room, covering every surface giving the effect of candlelight and her eyes sparkled as it caught them.
Yeah, serious abuse from Shane… sparkled? Jesus Bieber!
She turned to me, her mouth open slightly, her hands clasped in front of her. “Do you like?” I smiled walking towards her. She smiled back and took a deep breath as I took the bag off her and placed it on the floor.
"I love it," she answered. I watched as her blush crept across her cheeks. She was so beautiful. "You too," she grinned.
Shit did I say that out loud?
I laughed down my nose and took another step towards her. I glanced down as the light caught the diamonds of her pendant.
The pendant that had given her.
The heart pendant.
I took her hand in mine and squeezed it tightly. She looked up at me through her gorgeously long lashes and breathed deeply. I pushed her hair off her shoulder with my other hand and bent down leaving a trail of kisses up to her neck, letting my tongue flick out against her skin as I did.
"You taste so good," I whispered. She sighed against me and cupped my face bringing my lips to hers. I let her take control of the kiss. I wanted to know what she wanted from me, how she wanted me to touch her. She knotted her hands in my hair as she pushed her tongue gently against mine and I wound my hands around her waist pulling her off the floor and made my way towards the bedroom.
The bedroom was set out in the same way with the flickering lights all around the room. I set her down on her feet never taking my lips from hers. Our lips were barely moving but her mouth was open against mine and her breath swept into me again and again making me dizzy. I pulled away from her slowly and let my eyes take her in from the top of her head to the naked insteps of her feet. As my eyes made their way back up she raised her arms slowly above her head. I looked at her and felt my heart slam in my chest.
I put my hands at the hem of her dress and lifted it over her head, sucking in a breath as I realized she was bra-less. Her panties were black and lacy and sat low on her hips. My cock reacted immediately for her becoming insanely hard.
I moved to take them off her but she grabbed my wrists with a smirk. I looked at her and knew instantly what she wanted. I chuckled and raised my arms above my head. She lifted my shirt and pushed it up. I pulled it over my head knowing that she couldn’t reach to get it herself and threw it to the side of the bed. Her hands were quickly on the buckle of my belt. I knew she could feel how hard I was as she unfastened my button and pulled my zip down.
She pushed my pants down and they gathered at my ankles. As I stepped out of them I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to me. The sensation of her naked skin against mine made me exhale loudly. I pushed against her feeling her moan into my mouth as she felt how much I wanted her. I lifted her again and placed her gently on her back on the bed placing myself between her legs. The heat that was coming from her was unbelievable and made my hips move slowly against her, eliciting another moan from her. “Justin,” she breathed against my ear as I kissed her neck.
The sound of my name on her lips when she was turned on was nothing I had ever experienced. I let my hands slide up her sides grazing her breasts with my thumbs. Her back arched pushing herself against me again. I couldn’t hold back the groan that erupted from me as she did. Her hands moved to my ass and pushed me down against her as she brought her legs around my waist. “Ava,” I moaned against her coaxing her tongue from her mouth and sucking on it gently.
"Can I taste you?" I asked letting my lips graze her throat.
"Please, Justin," she breathed grabbing my shoulders.
Fuck, I love it when she says my name…
I let my hands and lips move slowly down her body, spending time on her breasts, licking and sucking at her nipples until they were hard. She moaned and arched as her hands wound into my hair. I moved to her stomach, letting my tongue taste the skin around her belly button, realizing that I’d never tasted that part of her body before. Like the rest of her it tasted fucking incredible. I moved further down as her moans and sighs became louder. I let my hands slide up her thighs, stroking her through her panties. As she bucked her hips gently, I pulled them down and threw them on top of the other clothes that were piled at the foot of the bed.
I let my index finger slide from her clit to her opening, sucking in a breath at the feel of her wetness. “Ava,” I murmured as I let me tongue move in the same way my finger had. She groaned and let her nails graze my scalp gently.
There was no urgency in our touches, kisses or caresses, just need and love.
I let my tongue linger softly on her clit as I slipped another finger into her and moved them slowly and steadily, knowing that she was close. She whispered my name again as she moved her hands to her breasts and grabbed at them gently. I curled my fingers upwards and stroked her softly feeling her hips lift from the bed.
"Ah… oh… Justin," she moaned quietly.
My name on her lips…
I pushed my fingers into her a little harder as she exploded around them. I licked at her clit tenderly as she breathed hard and deep. I removed my fingers before taking my tongue from her. I looked at her flushed face and smiled at her. I realized there was no sight on earth as beautiful as seeing Ava naked, wearing only my heart around her neck.
She smiled back, her eyes filled with want. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of being inside her. I made my way up her body in exactly the same way I had gone down it. By the time I reached her mouth she was breathing heavily again.
"Make love to me, Justin," she sighed kissing the side of my mouth. I groaned at her words and helped her push my boxers down.
"Always," I replied as I placed myself at her entrance. I had the overwhelming urge to plunge myself inside her but I knew that this moment had to be perfect for both of us and couldn’t be dictated by my stupid carnal desires. I loved this woman and I needed her to know it through my words and my body. "This is real, Ava," I whispered. I looked into her eyes and kissed her softly.
"I love you," I breathed as I pushed into her.
"I love you, Justin," she replied pulling her arms and legs around me, kissing my face softly. I moved my hips slowly pulling out till I was almost completely removed from her before pushing back in deep and slow. The feel of her warmth around me was incredible and it made every nerve ending in my body come alive.
"You feel so good, Ava," I moaned against her collarbone as I let my tongue wander along it. Her legs started to tighten their hold on me and I looked up to her face to see her eyes become hooded and dark. I pushed my arms underneath her and gripped onto her shoulders so that I could push deeper into her. She cried out as I did, pushing my orgasm closer still. I kissed her neck as she pushed her head back into the pillows.
"Justin…I’m…oh god…” she started panting as I moved my hips faster. My breathing matched Ava’s as I clung desperately to the edge of my orgasm, holding back for her.
"Cum baby," I breathed, needing to feel her. "Please, Ava, I love you."
She gripped my shoulders and slammed her hips against me crying out my name. I pushed into her one more time and felt myself shatter into a thousand pieces, grunting and moaning above her. I stilled slowly and let my weight rest gently on her. Her heart was crashing in her chest as I placed my ear between her breasts. I smiled, feeling the pendant against my cheek and exhaled feeling for the first time in my life complete and utter happiness.
Watching Ava sleep was almost as good as watching her awake. She mumbled, murmured and whispered throughout the night. The first time that I had heard her sleep talk I’d panicked thinking that there was someone in the house. Once I had calmed my stupid ass down and realized that it was in fact Ava I had sat and listened as she talked of her friends, family and me. The first time I had heard her say my name in her sleep I had had the overwhelming urge to wake her and tell her how much I loved her. I smiled at the thought of being able to do that now and not be met with anything other than love.
She snuggled into my side, rubbing her hand across my stomach resulting in my body reacting in the only way it seemed capable of where Ava was concerned. I stroked her hair and leant down to place a kiss on her shoulder. I knew that things were going to be different this morning. Now that I had told her how I felt about her I knew that I’d find it even more difficult to hide my feelings for her when we were in public.
Telling Jane had been difficult enough. I’d never have told Ava but I was secretly shitting myself at the prospect. Not for any other reason than the fact that once I told Jane my feelings it would all be real somehow and I would have to go through with my present and my plan.
Jane had been surprised at first it was true. The one thing that had on my side, to stop her from not taking me seriously was the fact that I had never felt this way about anyone before.
Jane knew that there had been plenty of women but she also knew that they were nothing more than meaningless conquests. When I explained to her about Ava and how I felt about her and what I had planned for her birthday I had been shocked to see her eyes become moist. She had hugged me and given us her blessing. She promised that she wouldn’t mention it to my parents, knowing full well that they needed to hear it from me. It wasn’t a massive deal, but I knew that having never had a ‘relationship’ before they would consider it important for me to tell them myself. And I intended to with Ava at my side.
Ava stirred again as I trailed my finger down her spine.
"Mm," she breathed with a smile.
"Are you awake?" I whispered, letting my tongue flick her earlobe.
Her eyes moved under her lids as she nodded slowly. She stretched like a cat and I bit my lip to hold back the groan that was trying to escape as I took in her naked form, her pendant catching the slice of light that was coming through the side of the curtains.
Her eyes flickered open a couple of times before they opened fully. “Well, good morning beautiful,” I smiled leaning to her lips. I kissed her softly, adoring how delicious she was when she first woke up. “Happy birthday,” I whispered. I chuckled as she groaned.
"It’s still my birthday?" she murmured. I frowned and shuffled down the bed so that the top half of her body was lying over my chest.
"Afraid so, Miss Bell, but there is good news," I smirked as she cocked an eyebrow at me. "I still love you."
She exhaled and pushed up my chest kissing me hard. I sighed against her as she let her nails skim my jaw line. “I love you too baby,” she smiled kissing my nose. I hugged her hard against me, breathing in her hair deeply.
"God that’s good news," I smiled against her. She laughed lightly and kissed my cheek.
She leaned her head against my chest, gazing up at me whilst trailing her finger around my nipple then across my chest over and over. “So…” I hesitated as she looked up at me. “Ihaveanotherpresentforyou…” I scrunched my eyes up tight and clenched my teeth dramatically in preparation of her reaction.
She didn’t disappoint…
"What? Justin, I told you… I can’t believe that… oh… Justin… you can’t keep…. just…” I placed my hand over her mouth and motioned for her to take a deep breath with my eyebrows. She rolled her eyes and tapped her fingers on my chest in aggravation. This I had to laugh at.
"Before you get your sexy, little, black lace panties in a twist," I smiled. "This present didn’t cost me anything." Her eyes changed from angry to curious. I slowly removed my hand from her mouth and nodded slowly when she didn’t say anything.
I reached under my pillow to retrieve the package that I had placed there whilst she slept. She took it gingerly and sat up slowly against the pillows on her side of the bed. She glanced at me nervously and I nodded in encouragement. “It’s not going to bite you, Ava,” I chuckled. “The worst that could happen is you could get a paper cut.”
She exhaled slowly and pulled at the silver paper. She looked at the CD case and back to me with a look of bemusement. The case was clear as was the CD. I raised my eyebrows at her and held out my hand. “May I?” She smiled and handed it to me.
"Please," she answered.
I walked over to the stereo at the end of the bedroom, holding back my laughter at Ava’s sigh as I walked naked across the room. I turned to her and winked. “Miss Bell? Are you ok?”
She smiled and bit her lip, her eyes firmly on my ass, “Fuck yeah.” I blinked and barked a laugh at her language. She blushed furiously which only increased my hard-on. I took a deep breath and placed the CD in the stereo. I grabbed the remote and made my way back to the bed as nonchalantly as I could with a raging fucking boner.
Ava stifled her giggles with the blanket against her mouth. As I sat onto the bed I grabbed her around the neck with the crook of my elbow and pulled her face to my chest. She squealed as I began tickling her. She grabbed at me as I let her head go but kept my fingers firmly against her ribs tickling her until tears came from her eyes. Her laughter was like music to my ears.
"Ok! Ok!" she cried wiggling away from me. "I give up!"
"Good," I smirked releasing her. "Tickle King," I grinned pointing at my chest with my thumbs. She laughed again and planted herself against my side.
"Ok, Tickle King," she chuckled. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed the top of her head before pressing play on the remote. The first notes of a familiar tune filled the room and I looked down at Ava as I felt her body tense slightly. Slowly she raised her head from my chest and looked at me, tears filling her eyes.
"Is this…" she trailed off.
"Yeah," I smiled. "It’s me playing." She blinked slowly as Clair de Lune echoed from the speakers. "I thought that seeing as you liked it so much that you should have it. I had it digitally re-mastered, no scratching or bad acoustics." She threw her arms around me and kissed my face, my eyelids, my cheek, my lips, everywhere. I laughed gently as she crushed her mouth against mine. "I take it you like it?"
She nodded quickly. “It’s perfect,” she smiled. “Are you sure? I mean it’s you playing and…” I shook my head at her.
"Of course I’m sure, Ava," I stroked her face and looked into her eyes. "I love you and I want you to have it." I kissed her slowly letting my hand travel down her back.
"I love you," she murmured against my mouth. "I love you so much. Thank you." I smiled and kissed her again.
"You’re welcome, Ava, Happy Birthday."
She nuzzled my chin gently and I breathed her hair in again. “Miss Bell?” I asked quietly.
"Yes, Mr. Bieber?"
Fuck, she never just said that…?
"Have I ever showed you how to play Clair de Lune?" I tapped my fingers gently on her shoulder. Her face turned up to mine with a knowing smirk on her lips. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling in mock contemplation.
"Um… no… not that I’m aware of," she smiled stifling a giggle.
"Well," I started, moving my hands slowly down her body, feeling her legs start to open for me. "Let me show you."
After showing her how to play Debussy and Chopin – twice – we finally made it to the shower. Dressed and filled with fruit and juice from the breakfast tray that had been left whilst Ava was drying her hair we made our way to Lily’s room. Ava opened the door with her key and we were greeted by my squealing, hopping, thoroughly embarrassing sister. She grabbed Ava and twirled her around stooping to see the pendant before rushing to me and jumping into my arms. I couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm as I wrapped my arms around her. “Lily, seriously,” I chuckled. “Calm down!”
She backed off and looked between the two of us. She squealed even louder as I grabbed Ava around the waist and rested my chin on her shoulder. “Oh you guys!” she laughed. “You guys are in love!” I nodded and kissed Ava’s blushing cheek. “Well thank fuck for that!” She slapped the tops of her thighs. Ava and I creased into laughter at her relieved expression. “Oh and,” she kissed Ava on the cheek, “Happy Birthday.”
I could almost feel Ava’s eye roll. “Thanks,” she murmured.
"Are you ready for an awesome day?" Lily smiled grabbing her jacket from the sofa.
"Um… sure," Ava answered. She looked at me as I squeezed her hand gently. "Let’s go." I kissed the side of her head before letting her go ahead of me out of the room and into the elevator. Carter, Shane and Jane were waiting in the foyer for us. Jane turned to me after glancing at Ava’s pendant and gave me a knowing wink. I smiled back and nodded my head in thanks. She gave Ava a hug and handed her a small box covered in purple paper and a card which Lily snatched from her and put in her own over-sized purse.
Ava looked thoroughly embarrassed. “Oh, Jane… um you really didn’t…”
"Nonsense," Jane replied, "Happy Birthday, Ava."
"Are you joining us for lunch?" I asked.
She shook her head. “I’m afraid not,” she answered. “I’ve got to set up the interviews for tomorrow.”
Ava’s eyes widened. “Do you need me to help?” Jane chuckled as I rolled my eyes with a smile.
"No, Ava, it’s all under control. Go and enjoy your birthday." I put my hand on Ava’s arm becoming suddenly aware that there were people in the foyer watching us. I removed it with a sigh and moved to stand beside Lily who eyed me curiously then shook her head.
"Come on then," Lily smiled.
"Can I have your autograph?" I looked down to see two little girls of about eleven and twelve smiling up at me.
"Of course sweetheart," I answered taking her pad and pen. I glanced at Ava who had a small smile on her gorgeous face. I wrote them both a small note, had a picture taken with them and followed everyone out to the car. Six photographers were gathered by the limo but they were courteous and polite enough to move out of the way as Shane asked them to.
"I fucking hate the way they hover by the fucking car," Carter hissed, looking out of the tinted limo windows.
"Oh come on, Car," I smiled rubbing Ava’s knee. "You’re only jealous that you didn’t get asked for an autograph." I laughed as he smirked sarcastically and flipped me the finger.
The car pulled up outside the back entrance of Harrods and Ava gripped my knee. “What?” I asked quickly looking at her.
"Harrods?" she whispered. I nodded slowly.
"Yeah," I answered. "We come here every time we’re in London. Why is there something wrong?"
She shook her head. “No, no,” she answered. “It’s just Harrods.” I chuckled and left the conversation at that, logging it for a future question and answer session. Matt the head of security at Harrods met us at the door. He shook Shane’s hand and showed us through.
"No one will bother you today sir," he nodded to Carter and me.
"Thanks, Matt," I smiled.
Carter, Shane and I headed off to the menswear department leaving Lily and a very stunned looking Ava by the cosmetics and perfume counter. I winked quickly at her as we walked off catching her small smile as I did.
Carter and I waked straight to the Paul Smith section with Shane hot on our heels.
"Dudes," he murmured. "Can we make sure that we head to the perfume counter at some point?"
Carter and I looked at each other curiously. “Shane, man I know you’re missing Megan but there’s really no need to resort to wearing lady smells!” Carter laughed as Shane pushed his shoulder.
"It’s for Megan you fucking nipple,” Shane snapped back.
"Ok big guy," Carter held his hands up in surrender. "I’m just playin’" Shane grumbled under his breath and crossed his arms across his chest. It was very rare to see Shane anything other than incessantly happy and boisterous, so to see him grumpy and snappy was slightly unnerving.
"Shane, dude," I said walking over to him. "What’s up man?"
He rolled his eyes towards Carter who walked further away. Shane looked at his shoes and released a long breath. “It’s Megan,” he muttered. I frowned and pushed my hands in my pockets.
"I thought everything was going good with you guys?"
He laughed sarcastically. “It is man,” he answered, a small glint of the real Shane shining through his voice. “That’s the problem.” I raised my eyebrows in question. He sighed and dropped his hands to his sides. “I just miss her.” His voice was so quiet and small that for one moment I thought that someone else had said it. I looked at him as he avoided my gaze.
"I’m sorry dude," I replied a little lost for what to say. He looked at me and smirked.
"Sorry my ass," he chuckled. "You’re so loved up with Miss Tinker you wouldn’t care if a meteor dropped on your head!" I laughed and dropped my chin to my chest. Shane slapped my shoulder and I looked back at him. "Two more days Justy boy," he murmured quietly, "two more days."
It surprised me that Shane had reacted the way that he had until I understood his reasons behind it. He cared for Megan that much was clear. Loved her? Maybe. It suddenly hit me as to how I would cope if Ava was away from me for any length of time. The longest we had stayed apart since we met was twelve hours and that was when she went home to sleep. I swallowed a large lump of anxiety as I thought about her apartment.
The fire chief had mentioned that it would be habitable again within the month. That was a week away. Would Ava just go back to living in her apartment with Christina? Could she just move out as if we had never lived together like a serious couple?
Because, I had to be honest, as far as I was concerned we were a serious couple. I loved her to the ends of the earth and knew that she loved me back. We had lived together for a short time but in that time I had seemingly forgotten what it was like to live alone. My chest tightened at the thought of my bed without her. I would have to broach the subject at some point with her I knew but timing was everything.
We spent another hour in the clothing department, picking up a few sweaters, shirts and pairs of jeans along the way. Carter was so much easier to shop with than Lily who wouldn’t think twice about screaming at you to try something on, even if it was in Harrods. I suddenly felt panicked about Ava being with her.
We met up with them after another hour at the perfume counter where Shane was choosing a fragrance for Megan. I watched as both Ava and Lily gave him their opinions about each one that he looked at. Ava caught my eye and smiled gently. I smiled back and mouthed ‘I love you.’ I laughed lightly as I watched her blush furiously and felt my body start to react to her. I took a deep breath and moved slowly along the perfume counter. I did consider briefly about buying Ava some perfume but knew that in terms of gifts I was already on thin ice. I smiled to myself at her utter pigheadedness when it came to accepting gifts.
I had money, lots of it and I wanted to spoil her and buy her nice things but I knew with my Ava that the smallest things had the biggest effect. Like the CD. I let my mind wander back to the CD and what I did to her as we listened to it.
"So man what did you get?" Carter’s voice came from behind me. My body cooled down instantly.
Thank you Carter…
"Sweaters, shirts, jeans, the usual," I answered, "You?"
"Same," he smirked clutching his green Harrods bag like it was gold. "So, are you gonna spill about last night?"
I looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. “Oh come on,” he insisted. “Lily told me about the pendant and the dinner, I just need you to fill in the gaps.”
I rolled my eyes and looked back at Ava who was laughing with Shane who had apparently begun sneezing heavily from a spray of perfume.
"I gave her the pendant and told her I loved her," I said quietly, my eyes fixed on Ava as she wafted the air around Shane with her hands.
Carter whistled long and low. “Wow,” he said, leaning against the glass counter. “And what was her reaction to that?”
"She said she loved me too," I answered. It still made my heart jump around wildly at the thought of her and what she said to me. I felt Carter’s hand slap my shoulder. I looked at him to see him smiling widely.
"That’s fucking excellent man," he said. I laughed down my nose and raised my eyebrows in agreement before looking back at Ava.
Yes it fucking is…
After making it up to the third floor Carter, Shane, and I admitted defeat and dragged a kicking and screaming Lily back to the car.
"Come on, Lily, we’re all fucking dying of dehydration and malnutrition over here," I whined feeling Ava’s hand travel into mine. I let my fingers weave through hers on the leather seat of the limo as Lily slammed herself into her seat.
"Food," Shane cried, pushing Megan’s bottle of perfume back into the box.
"Where are we eating lunch?" Ava asked looking to me. I looked down at her and had to fight the overwhelming urge to kiss her senseless. Luckily, I hadn’t been near her that much whilst we were shopping so I hadn’t had to think about not being able to touch her but now that she was right next to me and I could feel the heat coming of her and smell her skin it was suddenly all too tempting.
"The Fifth Floor Restaurant at Harvey Nichols," Lily answered for me. I looked to her and she rolled her eyes with a small smirk.
"Yeah," I cleared my throat whilst nodding at Lily. "Harvey Nichols." Ava nudged my shoulder with hers and smiled at me before she started fingering the pendant that lay against her skin. I kissed her temple and squeezed her hand as she did.
The Fifth Floor Restaurant of Harvey Nichols was only half full. We manage to get half way to our table at the back of the restaurant before people started whispering and nudging one another. I smiled at a group of middle aged women and laughed gently as they all blushed and sank lower into their seats.
"You shouldn’t do that you know," Ava’s voice came from the side of me.
"What’s that baby?" I whispered.
"Dazzle them," she answered. "It’s not entirely fair." I chuckled and pulled her chair out for her. I didn’t care who saw me do it. I was only pulling out a chair for crying out loud, they could make of it what they wanted. To make things easier on myself I sat opposite Ava between Lily and Shane.
"Drinks anyone?" The young female waitress flashed a large smile in Carter’s direction.
"Yeah," he answered. "I could go a cold beer."
"Me too," Shane said quickly.
"Me three," I smiled.
"White wine for me," Lily muttered eying the waitress cautiously.
"Yeah sounds good," Ava added. The waitress left us with our menus and another large grin at Carter.
"Oh for God’s sake," Lily pouted. "Could she be any more obvious?"
Carter stretched in his chair and out his hands behind his head, eying the waitress as she walked away. “What are you talking about baby?” he smirked. Lily smacked him in the stomach making the air leave him with a whoosh. Shane, Ava, and I fell about laughing.
"Come on you two," I said between chuckles. "Enough of this sickly display of affection, we’re here to celebrate." I winked quickly at Ava.
Lily’s cell phone started singing in her bag and interrupted the silent moment we were having. “Megan?” she asked as she flipped open the phone. I stifled a laugh as I watched Shane’s ears prick and his whole body stiffen like a mere cat on alert. “Yeah,” Lily continued. “Harvey Nichols, having something to eat… oh ok,” she frowned at Shane and waved her hand at him as he motioned for her to pass him the phone. “Yeah… that’s great Megan…” she pushed Shane’s hands away and he crashed back into his chair with a curse and a pout that wouldn’t look out of place on a three year old. “Bye,” Lily sang down the phone, smirking at Shane as she closed it with a snap.
"What the fuck, Lily?" Shane snarled raising his hands before slamming them on the arms of his seat. The waitress who had returned with our drinks raised her eyebrows in surprise at his language.
"Oh keep your panties on, Shane, she rang me, not you and she was busy so she didn’t have time to speak to us both." Shane took a deep breath and fished his own cell out of his pocket. "Don’t bother," Lily chided. "She said she’ll speak to you later." Shane cursed again and folded his arms across his chest.
"Ok toast time," I smiled as I watched Ava blush again. Everyone fell quiet and picked up their glasses. "I will make this brief because I fear for my life if I don’t," Ava chuckled quietly as I nodded towards her, "so Happy Birthday, Ava." Everyone repeated the sentiment and chinked glasses and bottles. I smiled at Ava as she mouthed a small ‘thank you.’
The waitress came back and after we had ordered our food Lily began rummaging in her bag and pulled out three packages and three envelopes with Ava’s name on them. “This is from Carter and I,” she grinned as Ava took the parcel from her timidly. Her eyes shot back to me quickly and I nodded in encouragement. I suddenly felt the need to touch her, to reassure her but I knew that I would have to get used to the fact that that was, for now, impossible.
She slowly ripped the paper and seeing what was inside clasped a hand to her mouth. “It’s a first edition,” Lily smiled. Ava turned the copy of ‘Dracula’ around to read the back and opened the front page, shaking her head. I looked at Lily in amazement. She seemed to know the exact thing to say or do in any situation and from my knowledge of Ava’s love for the ‘Dracula’ story in particular she couldn’t have given a more fitting gift. She had made Ava speechless with the book and I loved her for it.
"I can’t accept this," Ava whispered. "Lily, this is just too much." From the look on Ava’s face I knew that she realized just how much a first edition would be.
"Ava, it’s ok," Lily smiled widely. "I didn’t pay as much as you think for it." She tapped her nose and I laughed gently, shaking my head. I would have to explain to Ava that my father had his own first edition library and that Lily had no doubt bartered with him for it. I leaned over and kissed my sister on the cheek. She looked at me with a gentle frown.
"Thank you," I whispered. She looked at her hands and smiled back.
Ava admired the book reverently, open mouthed as she moved the pages gently, letting her index finger stroke down the paper.
"This one’s from me," Shane grinned placing his package under Ava’s nose. She laughed gently in apology for her distraction. She placed the book to one side and started opening Shane’s gift.
She blushed crimson when she opened the box. I stared at Shane with a what-the-fuck-have-you-done expression to which he simply shrugged and smiled. “Megan helped me pick it,” he smirked over the rim of his glass.
"Um…" Ava stammered. I seriously thought that her face was going to burst into flames. "Thanks Shane," she mumbled whilst closing the box and pushing it to one side.
"Oh come on, Tinks," Carter cried. "You have to show us now!" Ava shook her head and gave a smile that was mixed with a grimace.
"It’s ok, Ava," Lily smiled slapping Carter’s arm. "Knowing Shane and Megan it’s probably best that you keep… whatever it is, in the box." She giggled quietly as she watched Ava look to the floor in embarrassment.
"It’s a present that, Ava and Justin can enjoy,” Shane chortled. I looked at Ava and mouthed a small ‘sorry’ which seemed to calm her blush slightly. I could have slammed Shane’s head into the table for making her feel like that but, I had to be honest, the more I thought about it the more intrigued I got about what exactly was in the box he had given her. I eyed it surreptitiously in the hopes of finding a clue on the packaging.
There wasn’t one.
"And this is from Jane," Lily smiled breaking me from my daydreams. Ava seemed to exhale a long breath and took the present from her. She glanced up at me again and I felt my stomach twist. The effect that just one of her looks had on me was borderline insane.
She put the paper to one side and opened the box. She smiled and relaxed as she turned the box to show a beautiful silver key chain with Avery written across it in calligraphy, under which read the words ‘The beautiful one.’
"God, that’s gorgeous," Lily cooed, taking the box from Ava. "I wonder what Lily means?" she mused.
Shane gripped the table and pulled his face in a strained expression. “Too easy,” he murmured. “I must desist from making lewd, crude or any other fucking hysterical comments.” Lily shot him a narrow eyed look as Carter and I chuckled quietly.
"It means noble," Ava smiled taking a sip from her drink. Shane, Carter and I looked at her incredulously before looking back at Lily who had the smuggest expression on her face that I had ever seen.
"See," Lily grinned slapping Carter on the arm. "I told you I’m a princess." She fluttered her eyelashes and pouted her lips.
"Yeah well my name means huge one or master or some shit," Carter smirked rubbing his arm.
"Yeah or fucking idiot," Shane grinned as Carter threw a small piece of bread in his direction. I laughed and looked at Ava who was staring at me in a way that made my whole body react. She blinked slowly and bit her lip gently.
"Speech," Shane smiled wrapping his arm around Ava. I tried to catch his eye to make him stop but he was relentless. "Come on, Tinker, the birthday girl always makes a speech."
"Um…" she looked to me and I apologized as much as I could with my eyes. "Well, firstly thank you," she cleared her throat quietly as she looked to each of us. My heart nearly jumped from my chest as I watched her touch her pendant when her eyes met mine. "You know that I don’t take well to any kind of attention," she smiled as we all chuckled at her horrendous understatement. "But you’ve all made today very special," she smiled and blushed again. "That’s it," she shrugged sipping from her glass. Shane laughed and hugged her again before kissing her cheek.
Our food came and the conversation flowed easily. I couldn’t help but steal small glances at Ava and especially the way that she kept placing a finger against the platinum of her pendant. Every time she did she seemed to breathe deeply and look calm. I would have given anything at that point to know what she was thinking.
"So what’s the plan for tonight?" Carter smiled pushing his empty plate away.
"Not sure," I answered. "Birthday girl has to decide," I smiled at Ava who rolled her eyes.
"Groucho," Carter offered, "it’s good there?"
"Nah," Lily sneered. "Movida, it has to be Movida!" Before anyone could refuse or make an alternative suggestion Lily was flipping her phone open and asking to speak with the manager of Movida.
"What’s Movida?" Ava asked quietly.
"It’s a club," I answered leaning towards her across the table. "It’s pretty cool." She nodded and smiled.
"Strictly A-list," Shane added rubbing his fingernails against the collar of his t-shirt making Ava giggle.
"Done," Lily smiled at Carter as she closed her phone, "Grey Goose room 9pm."
"I think I’ll sit this one out," Shane muttered scratching his head.
"What? Why?" Lily asked, her face showing genuine concern.
Shane shrugged and knotted his hands together. “I’m just not in the mood,” he answered quietly. I knew from our talk in the store, why he wasn’t ‘in the mood.’ I also knew that if I were in his position, away from the woman I loved, the last place I would want to be in would be a club.
"Oh come on, Shane," Carter pushed his shoulder playfully. "It’ll be fun."
"Leave it, Carter," I murmured. "If he doesn’t want to come he doesn’t have to." Carter cocked an eyebrow in my direction but my expression must have told him that I meant it. I glanced at Shane to see an expression of gratitude on his face.
"Come on," Lily said pushing back from the table. "Let’s have a scoot around the store and then head back."
Carter and I halved the bill and followed the girls and Shane out to the elevators. “I’m too full to shop, Lily,” Carter moaned rubbing his stomach in small baby-like circles as I watched the elevator counter drop, desperately trying to ignore the fact that Ava’s ass was pressed into my groin.
"Me too," Shane grimaced playfully. She rolled her eyes at the two of them before looking at me. I held my hands up in defense.
"Hey, I’ll do whatever," I grinned at Ava. "But shouldn’t it be up to the birthday girl?"
"What do you want to do, Ava?" Lily smiled at her.
"I wouldn’t mind having a look around," she shrugged looking at me through her lashes.
"Great," Lily squealed. "We can find you something for tonight!" Ava rolled her eyes at me playfully and the urge to kiss her nearly overtook me completely. "You can go back to the hotel boys," Lily murmured at all three of us.
"Is that ok?" I asked Ava, letting my knuckles graze her forearm gently. She looked down at my fingers briefly and nodded and smiled.
"Sure," she answered.
I followed Carter and Shane out of the elevator before turning back to her. “I can stay,” I offered.
"Oh go away," Lily smiled pushing my chest. "It’s girl time." I grinned at Ava once more before the elevator door closed between us.
After a good hour session in the gym with Shane, working off the huge meal we had just consumed, I made my way back up to the suite. I picked up my cell from the bedside table and smiled at the text that was waiting for me.
Help! Lily is killing me with kindness and dresses! I love you. A x
I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling my stomach become soft as I replied back.
I’m sorry I’m not there to rescue you. How much longer will you be? I love you too baby x
As I waited for her reply an idea started forming in my head. I dashed to the bathroom and placed the plug in the enormous bath tub that occupied the right corner of the room. I turned on the hot water and poured in some of the hotel’s bath suds. My cell beeped as I walked back into the bedroom.
About ten minutes. We’re in the car now. I can’t wait to see you. X x
I smiled again. Perfect. I left the water almost half way up the tub and removed all my gym clothes and put on one of the hotel robes. I lounged on the bed watching TV as I waited for her to arrive. I thought again of the struggle that Shane was going through. Ordinarily I would have made some insensitive joke about him being a pussy and to suck it up but now everything was different. I had Ava and I had told her how I felt and she had embraced it and given her love to me in return.
Being without her was something that I didn’t want to dwell on, feeling the knot of anxiety twist in my stomach. Carter, I knew, was only being his usual dick-head self with Shane because he didn’t know what I did. Shane was in love with Megan ad he was lost without her, just as I would be without Ava.
The small knock on the door had me off the bed in seconds. I opened the door and smiled at her beautiful face. It felt like I hadn’t seen her in forever.
"Wow," I breathed.
She smiled and walked passed me into the room. Before she could say a word I grabbed her and pushed her against the door. Her mouth opened to me immediately and I pushed my tongue to hers, groaning at the taste of her. Her hands knotted in my hair as my hands travelled to her breasts, cupping them gently, feeling her nipples harden through the fabric of her t-shirt. I pressed my hardness against her and smiled as she moaned softly against my cheek. I pulled my face away from hers and looked at her from her hairline to her chin.
"You are so damn beautiful," I whispered. I kissed her softly then letting her suck my bottom lip gently.
"I love you, Justin," she breathed as I kissed her neck.
My name on her lips…
I lifted her from the door and she wound her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. “I have a surprise for you,” I said watching her eyes widen as she considered my words. “No it’s not another present,” I chuckled, feeling her relax in my arms. “Well not exactly,” I added as I put her down onto her feet in the bathroom. The bubbles were white and covered the surface of the water completely. “I thought you might want a nice relaxing soak after your shopping escapade,” I smirked.
She looked at me and bit her lip. I moaned and grabbed her waist. “Don’t do that, Ava,” I grumbled, rubbing my nose along her jaw line. “Do you feel what it does to me?” I pressed my cock against her and hissed as she grabbed it in both her hands slowly moving up my entire length before pushing all the way down again. “Fuck,” I muttered as she kissed my Adam’s apple.
"I’d love a long soak," she whispered, rubbing me again. I could feel the muscles in my stomach start to tighten as her grip on me became firmer.
"Good," I answered. My voice was hoarse through the deep breaths that I was taking. She kissed me softly and let me go. I couldn’t help the groan that I released at the loss of contact. She stood in front of me and began taking her clothes off. I pushed my robe to the floor, smiling as I watched her glance down my body and stepped into the tub. The water was hot but not unbearable and felt heavenly against the muscles that had been worked in the gym. I kept my eyes on Ava as she turned her back to me and unclasped her bra.
"Ava why are you," I couldn’t finish my sentence as she pushed her panties down in slow motion, bending at the waist. My cock twitched again as I took in the magnificent sight before me. "Seriously, Miss Bell, get your sexy fucking ass in this tub this instant." She turned and smiled before walking over to the tub. She placed her hand on my shoulder to steady herself so that she didn’t slip and gradually sat between my legs with her back pressed against me.
She sighed and slid down so that the water was up to her neck. “If you value your life,” I muttered with a smile. “Please don’t do that again.” In sliding down me she had pushed her whole body against my cock. I knew she could feel it pressing between us and I also knew that she liked it. I considered this a good thing considering how hard I was for her, almost constantly.
I ran my hands up her neck and down to her shoulders, letting my fingertips graze the tops of her breasts. “Have you had a good birthday so far baby?” I asked quietly, feeling her body get heavier against me.
"It’s been amazing, Justin," she answered. She leaned her head back against my shoulder and I weaved my fingers through hers bringing our hands across her stomach. "I’ll never forget it as long as I live." I smiled and kissed the side of her face, letting my nose slide across the sheen of sweat that had gathered at her temple form the heat of the water.
"I’m glad," I smiled against her cheek. "I’ve loved every minute of having you here with me." It was true and I needed her to know. Ava being away from me just didn’t sit right in my chest and even though I was planning on bringing the apartment situation up at a later date, I still felt I had to let some of my feelings out to her. "I love having you so close," I squeezed her and she giggled lightly.
"Me too," she answered, bringing my hands to her mouth. She kissed my knuckles softly and let out a long sigh. "I love you so much," she whispered leaning her head back so that she could kiss me. I exhaled a breath I didn’t know I was holding and kissed her back slowly, letting all my love for her come from my lips. I felt her hand travel down my stomach as she maneuvered herself around, never breaking our kiss. I took in a quick breath as her hands found my cock and began where they had left me at the side of the tub. I moved my hands down to feel her as she touched me but she shook her head quickly.
"Please," she whimpered against my mouth. "Let me show you how much I love you." Her eyes were almost pleading with me. I nodded slowly and muttered a quiet, "Ok."
I placed my hands on the sides of the tub and let my head fall back as she caressed me firm and slow. She kissed me gently letting her tongue slide across my bottom lip. I moaned into her mouth as she let her nails gently stroke my thighs as she continued her movements up and down my cock. Her palms were slick with the water and the friction that it caused was fucking heavenly. I moaned again as her hands twisted slightly on the tip of my length before pushing back down again. She moved back slightly and began leaving a trail of heat with her tongue along my chest from one nipple to the other and then down to my stomach.
I watched open mouthed as she let her tongue flick against the head of my cock that was visible out of the water. “Unng fuck, Ava,” I groaned as she did it again. Her grip on me tightened further and I suddenly felt my whole body begin to tense. “Jesus, Ava, that feels so good,” I breathed as she licked and sucked the part of me that was out of the water. I pushed up slowly so that more of me was above the surface and grinned at the smirk that crossed her face.
She looked at me through her lashes and lowered her fucking glorious mouth all the way down my shaft. “Holy fuck,” I groaned, still holding the sides of the tub. My stomach tightened further and my breaths were becoming labored as I felt my body start to teeter on the edge of delirium.
"Shit," I breathed as she grabbed my ass and pulled me further into her mouth. "Ava, baby… I’m so close… ah please… fuck, fuck…” She looked at me once more and took me all the way to the back of her throat, letting her teeth graze against me. I gripped the tub as hard as I could as I exploded hard into her mouth.
“Ah… Ava… oh… fucking Christ!” My vision was almost blurry as I rode out the best orgasm of my life. She slowed her mouth on me and then fucking licked her lips as she released me. I pulled her up my body and held her flush against me. I kissed her and felt her silent laughter. “I love you too,” I smiled, kissing her again.
After holding her for what felt like forever, she pulled back from me and the smile slowly left her face leaving a look so peaceful and calm it almost broke my heart. She let her fingers run through my hair before placing her hand on the side of my face. “This is real, Justin,” she breathed softly.
I nodded slowly and looked down at her pendant. I let my index finger run around the shape of the heart before looking back into her gorgeous brown eyes. “You have my heart Ava,” I smiled slowly. “You have my soul. You have all of me. That is very real.”
I kissed her again and we sank back into the now warm water.
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Chapter 29: In the Blink of an Eye
I untangled my legs and arms from a groaning Justin as I slammed my hand on the bedside table in search of my cell that was ringing far too fucking loudly. I eventually found it and brought it to my ear, my eyes still shut with the dull throb that was residing just behind my forehead.
"Hello," I answered with a thick throat and a small cough.
"Ava, its Jane," her voice at the other end was as tired as mine.
I pushed myself up against the cushions and pillows and rubbed my eyes with my free palm. “Oh hi, Jane, how’s the flight?”
"Hellish," she answered quickly. "But we’re on schedule. We’ll be landing in just over two hours."
"Great," I said trying to smile. "Your car will be waiting to bring you to the hotel. I think Shane will be there too."
"That’s fine," she breathed. "You sound a little weary yourself."
I laughed gently. “Yeah jet lag has that effect, hey?”
She chuckled back. “Well you sound bad for someone who hasn’t just woken up. You and Lily must have been awake fairly early. Or was Lily with Carter?”
I paused and frowned knowing that there was something behind what she was saying that I had to be careful of. The headache it seemed was putting a halt to all of my cognitive abilities.
"Um… yeah she…" I started but she didn’t let me finish.
"Well, I rang your room but there was no answer that’s why I’m ringing your cell."
Of course I’m not in my room because I’m in bed with my boss because we’ve been sleeping together for nearly two weeks, a fact that you aren’t aware of.
"Yeah we had an early breakfast but came back to the room and crashed." I paused and swallowed hard. "I must have slept through the call." I squeezed my eyes shut as Justin glanced up at me with a knowing smirk.
"No problem," she answered, seemingly content with my answer.
I exhaled slowly and felt my body tense at the fact that I had to lie to people that trusted me.
Justin, sensing my body going rigid, rubbed my knee and snuggled against my thigh. I placed my hand on his head and stroked his scalp with my nails in thanks.
"Have you seen Justin this morning?"
I sighed and looked down at his beautiful face. “Yes, I have.”
"Is he ok?"
"Yeah, he’s fine, grumpy, but fine." I jumped as he nipped my hip playfully. "So, we’ll see you soon." I smiled harder.
"Yeah, see you later," she muttered before hanging up.
I threw my phone back on the side table and pushed the heels of my hands to my eyes in an attempt to stop the throbbing.
"You ok?" Justin asked kissing my thigh softly.
"I don’t like lying, Justin," I sighed, "especially to someone like Jane."
He exhaled loudly and pulled himself up next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed the side of my head.
"I know, sweetheart," he murmured into my ear. "I don’t like lying either."
I turned my face up to him. He was groggy and deliciously crumpled from sleep. He smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
"If it’s ok with you I was thinking of talking to Jane about us while we’re here." He looked down at his hand on my leg than back up to meet my surprised stare. My mouth must have been opened slightly because he pushed upwards against my chin closing it slowly, "If that’s ok?"
"Um… I… will she be alright with this?" I motioned between us with my hand.
He nodded slowly and sighed again. “Well, I would have liked to have told my parents beforehand but that’s going to have to wait.” He pushed his hand through his hair. “But if it makes you uncomfortable lying, then I’m happy to speak to her.”
"Do I have to be there when you do?" I swallowed a little harder than I wanted to.
I suddenly felt very nervous about Jane knowing. She had been my mentor while I had been working for Justin and I felt almost guilty about how our relationship had developed right under her nose. It wasn’t that we had been devious in any way but she had been nothing but fantastic with me and it seemed wrong for her not to have been told earlier.
"Not if you don’t want, Ava." He stoked my hair and smiled. "It’ll be fine, I promise you."
His voice was calm and sincere. I realized that he knew Jane a lot better than I did and that whatever he would say to her would be honest and heartfelt.
I leaned up and kissed him softly, winding my arm around his neck as he sighed into my mouth. “Thank you,” I breathed and smiled gently against his lips.
"No problem," he answered, rubbing his nose against mine.
He groaned and dropped his head to my shoulders as a loud knock on the door echoed around the suite followed by a bell.
"You have a door bell?" I asked utterly bemused.
Justin grinned and stood from the bed. I bit my lip hard to hold back my moan as I watched him in all his naked glory stretch with his arms above his head. He turned and lifted an eyebrow at me.
"What have I told you about that biting thing, Miss Bell?" He smiled leaning back over the bed and licked my bottom lip. "It’ll be the death of me." He smiled kissing me again.
The doorbell rang again, longer this time.
"If that’s Shane I’m going to kick his fucking ass," he growled grabbing his grey sweat pants before making his way out of the bedroom.
I threw back the covers and grabbed my white tank top and blue shorts that I had worn to bed for the record time of about 30 minutes. I grinned at the memory.
I leaned my head around the bedroom door cautiously. Lily’s voice danced around the room loud and full of excitement. I made my way through to the sitting room to find her sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee in one hand and a croissant in the other.
"Hey, sleeping beauty, how are you?" She grinned. "I brought in your breakfast." She nodded towards a silver wheeled serving tray that was filled with fruit, cereals, juice and tea and coffee.
"Um… good," I answered pushing my hair up into a pony tail and fastening it with the elastic band that was around my wrist. "What time is it?"
My body clock was all out of sync and I honestly had no clue as to when in the day it was.
"Just after 11 you lazy pair," she smiled.
Justin came from behind me with a cup of coffee and a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks,” I smiled before sitting next to Lily.
"I’m going down to the gym with Shane," Justin said taking a bite from a red apple. "You ok to hang with Lily?" I looked at his sister who grinned widely.
"Sure," I smiled. "Where’s Carter?"
She rolled her eyes and huffed loudly. “Still sleeping off the effects of his narcotic indulgence,” she answered. “He’ll be fine by tonight though.”
I looked back at Justin. “Don’t let Shane forget that he has to be at the airport for Jane.”
He shook his head slowly. “Actually I was thinking of going with him too.” I took a large gulp from my coffee. He looked at me from under his lashes.
"What am I missing here?" Lily asked looking between us.
Justin cleared his throat and sat back in his chair. “I’m going to tell Jane about Ava and me.” He smiled gently at me as I felt my cheeks start to burn.
"And you’re worried about this?" Lily nodded towards me with a sympathetic look.
"I’m not worried," I sighed quietly and shifted in my seat. "It’s just… well… it’s Jane." Lily smiled and chuckled lightly as if she knew what I meant.
"Listen, Ava, Jane was working for my father a long time before she started working for Justin." I looked over to see Justin nodding and grinning. "She’s more like an aunt than someone on the payroll," she continued. "She’ll be fine honestly." She rubbed my arm in reassurance.
"She knows about Carter and you," I said to which she nodded.
"Yeah, she knew before the two of us did really." She grinned widely. "She just wants us all to be happy, Ava, and everyone can see that you make Justin happy."
I could feel my cheeks burn hot and sipped from my coffee diverting my eyes from their smiling faces.
"Right, I’m going to get ready," Justin stood and walked over to me planting a gentle kiss on the side of my mouth. "I’ll text you when we get back."
He ruffled Lily’s hair and made his way back to the bedroom.
"Grab your stuff then, kid," Lily smiled slapping my knee lightly. "You can get ready in our room."
Showered and changed into light jeans and a black sweater over a floral button-up, Lily and I made our way down to the lobby. I threw on my black raincoat that came just above my knees and followed Lily out onto the street. The sun was shining but it was nowhere near warm. I put my hand to my head and groaned.
"Here," Lily chuckled handing me two small tablets and a bottle of water from her purse. "Jet lag headaches are a bitch, but can be cured with these." I smiled at her in appreciation and swallowed them down.
"Ok," she trilled. "I was thinking we could go and get brunch seeing as its past noon, just you and me. What do you say?"
"That sounds great, Lily." I laughed as she linked her arm through mine and set off away from the hotel.
Lily had been to London many times before and assured me that the best quick bite place she had ever been to was Cafe Montpeliano. From the outside it looked like a French brasserie, with dark wood and narrow windows but on the inside it wouldn’t have looked out of place in Greenwich Village. The walls were adorned with pictures of Hollywood actors from the 50’s and 60’s including the Andy Warhol, Marilyn Monroe. Sammy Davis Jr., Carey Grant and Mickey Rooney smiled down at us as we took our seat in a booth near the back of the café. The lighting was provided by hundreds of little Christmas lights that twinkled from the ceiling and down every wooden pillar that I could see.
I chuckled and shook my head as I took off my jacket.
"What?" Lily smiled passing me a menu.
"It’s so you, Lily, it’s scary," I laughed. She laughed back looking around the room.
"Yeah, fucking awesome isn’t it?"
Lily decided on a chicken club sandwich while I ordered a hot tuna and cheese baguette. The waitress smiled and removed our menus.
"So, how are you doing?" she asked sitting back in her seat sipping her diet coke. I looked at her in surprise.
"I’m great why?" She laughed lightly and put her glass back down on the table.
"Don’t look so worried, Ava." She rubbed the back of my hand. "It just seems a while since I’ve spoken to you on your own." I nodded and took a deep breath.
"I know," I agreed. "A lot’s happened, huh?"
She smiled and raised her eyebrows at my horrendous understatement.
"I meant what I said before you know," she muttered. "You make him happy, Ava."
I looked down at my glass of water and let my finger dance around the edge of it.
"He makes me happy too," I answered quietly. I exhaled loudly and laughed. "I still feel like I’m going to wake up and find that it’s all been a dream."
She giggled with me. “Yeah I feel like that sometimes,” she smiled.
"Really," I asked utterly surprised, "but you’ve grown up with all this?" I gestured to the room around us.
"I know," she answered. "And it’s great. But until Carter and I got together it all seemed so false. Like none of it mattered." She took a deep breath. "He makes it matter. I have never enjoyed my life as much as I have since he’s been a real part of it."
She smiled meekly at me and fingered her fork on the table.
I felt my throat tighten as I realized that what she had said was exactly how Justin had described us. He had told me that everything around him was false and all the people were sycophantic wannabes. He had said that I made it real for him, I grounded him. I smiled at the thought.
"You should tell him, Ava." Lily said, bringing me back from my thoughts.
I knew immediately what she was referring to. She thought that I should tell Justin that I was in love with him. It didn’t even bother me that Lily had me figured out. In many ways it actually comforted me but I knew she was right, I had to tell him. I had to just take the bull by the horns and go for it.
"I know," I whispered.
I was surprised when Lily put her arms around my shoulders and squeezed me tight. I hugged her back, cherishing the silent understanding that we had. Our food came not long after that. Lily asked me about my life pre-Bieber’ and what my thoughts were when I first met them all.
"You must have been shitting in your pants," she laughed, wiping mayonnaise from her lip. I laughed and nodded vigorously.
"You have no idea," I chuckled. "And when Justin had to help my clumsy fucking ass off of the floor I seriously thought that I was going to die of embarrassment!"
Lily nearly spat her coke across the table. “What? What the hell are you talking about?”
She laughed hard and long as I told her about my carpet gymnastics at my first interview. “Only me,” I mused shrugging my shoulders.
"Talk about making a good first impression," she laughed. "No wonder he had a smile on his face the rest of that day."
I placed my fork down slowly. “What do you mean?”
"Well, he had a ton of interviews that day at the Hilton for his film with Brynn." I flinched slightly at her name. "And he hates those things with a passion, but that day he was different, calm even. He seemed to walk around all day with a goofy ass smirk across his face."
I smiled and dropped my head to my palm on the table. He had really meant what he had said about what he thought when he first met me. I felt my heart beat faster at the thought of my affecting him as much as he had affected me the first day that we met.
"Brynn is one on her own, hey?" I smirked with one eyebrow raised.
Lily blew the air out of her cheeks and rolled her eyes. “She’s so pathetic. She’s been after my brother for years but he’s always been honest with her. He always told her that he wasn’t interested in her that way but Jesus, can that skank not take the hint.”
I chuckled lightly at Lily’s exasperated expression. She sat back slightly in her seat and dropped her shoulders slightly, pausing as she looked at me carefully. “Justin told me what she said to you the night of the rap party, Ava.”
I glanced at her quickly and then back at my salad which I started moving slowly around the bowl with my fork.
"It’s bullshit, Ava," she hissed. "Don’t ever believe that."
I nodded and smiled a tight-lipped smile.
"I know," I answered. "Justin said the same." She looked at me with complete sympathy and understanding. "It still hurt though, you know."
She nodded and rubbed my arm.
"I know, Ava. But you have to understand that she’s a bitter bitch who can’t handle her own jealousy." I laughed lightly down my nose.
"She can be dangerous though, Ava," she continued quietly. "She could easily bust your and Justin’s relationship wide open."
I looked at her and saw that her face was almost angry at the thought. I tapped her knee and shrugged as nonchalantly as I could.
"Let her," I smiled. Lily blinked slowly and resumed eating.
"Talking of the rap party," I said before taking a sip of water to calm my nerves. "Has anyone heard from James?" Lily seemed to freeze for a moment before putting more of her sandwich into her mouth.
"I’m not sure, Ava," she murmured. "If he’s got any sense that fucker will crawl back under the rock he came from." She wiped her hands and placed her fork on her plate. "Justin and James have a very complicated history," she sighed.
I nodded and smiled. “I know.”
Her eyes seemed to widen to such an extent I thought her eyeballs were going to drop onto her club sandwich. “He told you?” she whispered.
"Yeah," I answered. "He told me everything the day after the… incident."
She brought her hand to her mouth and shook her head slowly in disbelief. “I can’t believe he told you,” she muttered.
I suddenly felt slightly annoyed that she would be so surprised that he had told me, considering the relationship that we had. “Well, I didn’t force him or anything he just told me…”
Lily’s hand on my shoulder stopped my defensive rant.
"Ava, you don’t understand. That for Justin is huge. I mean really fucking huge." I frowned at her. "He has never spoken about any of that since it happened. He wouldn’t see a shrink for years and he definitely wouldn’t talk to me or my parents. The fact that he opened up to you, Ava, is amazing." A huge smile spread across her face and she literally bounced on her seat. "I’m so proud of him!"
I laughed and shook my head at her suddenly feeling completely overwhelmed that he felt he could talk to me about such things. I knew when he was telling me about his life with James that it was hard for him but I never really appreciated the trust and courage that it must have taken.
Lily after that was like a Jack rabbit. She told me about growing up with Justin and the things that she, he and Shane would get up to. A couple of times during our conversation I wanted to ask about Justin’s real parents but I knew that he would tell me in his own time and as much as I wanted to understand that part of his life, I knew I needed to hear it from Justin himself.
"So, birthday girl tomorrow," she grinned taking a large sip of her coffee. The waitress had cleared our plates and had left us with coffee, tea and small cakes covered in white and pink icing.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, “Mmhm.”
"Oh come on, Ava," she laughed. "How many birthdays do you think you’ll get to spend in London?"
She had a point I knew, but birthdays were such a pain to me. Too much attention on the fact that I’d survived another year. Whoop de do! It did feel slightly different this year in the sense that I was in love.
I was in love with the most beautiful man I had ever seen and I was with him in London for the premier of his movie.
Ok, granted it was very different!
"I just don’t want a lot of fuss," I mumbled. "No presents."
Lily laughed. “Too late for that, Ava, it’s already done!”
I groaned and picked up a small cake to ease the uncomfortable knot in my stomach. “Well, I’ve warned Justin,” I said as sternly as I could. “He knows not to get me anything.”
I couldn’t help but notice the twinkle that shot across Lily’s eyes. “Lily,” I growled. “Tell me he hasn’t bought me a present or I will kick his bony ass!”
She giggled and shook her head. “My lips are sealed,” she grinned. “But don’t worry I’m sure it’ll be something you’ll want.”
I slumped back in my chair and folded my arms. It wasn’t that I wasn’t grateful for anything that he was going to give me, but the thought of him buying me something that I could never match made me feel slightly inadequate. It was a stupid response to have I knew that but he had already given me him and anything else just seemed to pale in comparison.
I was disturbed out of my sulk by my phone vibrating in my pocket.
"It’s Justin," I explained to Lily who was tucking into the small cakes with gusto.
Just got to the airport, am I still ok to tell her? J x
I sighed and smiled gently to myself. I loved that he was still concerned about my feelings on the whole Jane thing. He truly seemed to want to make sure that I was comfortable with it.
Yes it’s ok. I’ll see you back at the hotel ;)
His reply came faster than I was able to close my phone and put it back in my pocket.
You’d better not be biting your lip! I’m missing you enough as it is! X
I swallowed hard and felt a huge wave of warmth shoot between my legs.
I was but I’ve stopped now. I’ll save it for when I see you – promise! X x
I laughed out loud at his reply.
I’m in the car with Shane, Ava! Hard-on + cousin is not cool!
I typed fast and excitedly still giggling at the thought of his current predicament.
Sorry, baby, but Shane or not, the thought of you with a hard-on right now has me biting my lip so fucking hard!
I glanced over at Lily to see that she was texting too, Carter no doubt. I laughed and felt myself warm even further as his response came through.
Ava Bell, you will pay for this my girl I guarantee you that!
Promises, promises Mr. Bieber! B x x
I smiled to myself thinking about all the ways he could make me pay for my teasing and put my phone back in my pocket.
"You ready to go?" Lily smirked suddenly looking extremely excited.
"Yeah," I answered slowly realizing that the text messages she was receiving were probably from a very horny Carter. "Justin’s on his way back with Jane." I shrugged into my coat and pulled my money from my back pocket. Lily pushed my hand back.
"This is on me," she grinned. "Think of it as an early birthday present."
I rolled my eyes at her and muttered a quiet thank you.
Back at the hotel I left Lily in the elevator with a huge smile on her face. “Be good now ya hear!” I called in my best Carter drawl as the doors closed. I walked back to my room, thinking about the conversation we had had and the text messages that Justin had sent me.
Lily’s surprise at Justin’s confessions had thrown me for a loop a little. She obviously understood the pain of what he went through and from what Justin had told me, he had treated Lily terribly through the entire thing. He must truly trust me to feel that he could open up to me the way he did. I decided to log that for one of our sharing questions. I had been slightly apprehensive about the whole sharing idea, but the more I thought about it the more I realized what a worthwhile exercise it was.
I wanted Justin to be as honest with me as he could be and anything that helped with that I was fully amenable to.
After ridding myself of my coat and sweater I grabbed my copy of Bram Stoker’s Dracula from my bag and a can of lemonade from the fridge and threw myself onto the bed. My headache had eased and in turn I was feeling slightly better than I did when I first woke up, but fuck if I wasn’t feeling exhausted. I turned to my saved page, laughing internally at the thought of my not knowing where I was in the book that I had read at least twenty times since college. I had been utterly excited at the thought of reading the novel while actually being in London. The geek side of my brain had had a complete nerd-gasm.
I snuggled down on the bed holding the book up and started reading.
"Come," he said at last, "tell me of London and of the house which you have procured for me." With an apology for my remissness, I went into my own room to get the papers from my bag.
"Ava," the voice said close to my ear. "Ava, are you awake?"
I slowly opened my eyes to see that it was pitch black.
Holy shit I’ve slept through! The premier! Justin!
I sat up with a start to be greeted by a huge burst of sunlight on my face. I threw my hands to my eyes as I felt my book drop onto my knees.
"Ava, its ok," Justin chucked at the side of me. "You fell asleep with your book on your face." He lifted it up and showed me by way of explanation. "You were out for the count." He laughed lightly at his own stupid ass joke. I rolled my eyes and slumped back onto the bed dragging him with me so that the whole of his upper body was covering mine.
"How was your afternoon?" he smiled stroking my cheek and nuzzling my chin with his nose.
"It was good," I answered with a small yawn. "We had brunch and a long girly chat and then came back."
"Sounds great," he murmured kissing my throat above my floral shirt.
"How did you get in here?" I asked when I realized that we were in my room and not his.
"You left your key in my suite," he smiled placing it on the bedside table. He kissed my cheek and moved down slowly to my neck. "Are you still tired?" His tone made my body react instantly even though I was still half asleep.
"Well, that depends what you plan on doing to me," I answered running my hands through his hair.
He chuckled darkly maneuvering his body between my legs. “Oh, I intend to make you pay dearly for those little text messages you were sending me today.” He thrust against me harder than I expected making me moan softly.
"I have no idea what you mean," I smiled coyly, biting my bottom lip gently.
"The fuck you don’t, Miss Bell," he smiled throwing my hands above my head and grinding harder into me.
I moaned again and he licked me from my collar bone to my chin.
"Take your shirt and bra off," he growled.
I was just about to protest with a smart ass reply when his grip on my wrists tightened and his hips pushed down on me so hard that I cried out in pleasure. He raised his eyebrows to make sure that I was going to do as he asked and released his grip on me as I nodded.
He stood at the end of the bed and watched me as I removed my shirt and bra just as he had requested.
"Good," he whispered looking at my breasts. "Now lie down and relax with your hands above your head."
I did as he asked, feeling my heart thump loudly in my chest. I was suddenly very much awake and desperate to feel him against me. He crawled back up the bed and straddled my thighs. “Do you trust me, Ava?” he asked letting his hands slide down the sides of my breasts. I arched my back to his touch.
"Of course," I breathed. "I trust you with my life." He smiled and his eyes sparkled as he looked at me.
"Good," he breathed into my ear.
I saw a flash of silver, felt cool metal against my wrists and heard a small click. It took me a moment to realize that he had handcuffed me to the bed. I pulled on them to find that there was no getting out of them. My chest twisted in panic. It seemed insane to feel anything but horny at the fact that Justin Bieber had me handcuffed but the panic was there nonetheless. His lips met mine softly, his hands on either side of my face lifting the unease from me immediately.
"Is this ok?" he whispered.
I swallowed hard and arched my back. I had never done this before and the mixture of panic and absolute lust made my head spin. “If it’s not…” he raised his arms to take the cuffs off.
"No, no, Justin," I said shaking my head. "I’m ok." He looked at me for a beat and I nodded again with a smile. "I’m ok," I whispered again.
He leaned down and kissed me again slow, soft and gentle. His tongue danced at the edge of my mouth. I was desperate for him to plunge it passed my lips but he wouldn’t. I craned my neck towards him and he pulled back with a smirk.
"Ah ah," he smiled. "Bad girls have to wait patiently."
He kneeled above me and pulled at his brown short sleeved shirt. The poppers up the front of it burst open and I instinctively pulled against the cuffs so that I could touch him. He smiled again and dropped the shirt to the floor. Pushing my legs apart so that he could rest his weight between them, he placed his hands on either side of my waist and started sucking on my left nipple. His tongue circled and flicked against it making it so hard it almost ached. I sighed and moaned as he stroked my stomach with his other hand, moving it slowly to the waist band of my jeans then back up again.
He was slowly driving me insane. He was making me pay for my text messages.
He moved to my right nipple and did the same again making it hard and flicking it gently with his tongue. He looked at me from under his lashes as he did and I moaned letting my tongue lick my lips in anticipation of his kiss.
"Do you like that, Ava?" he smiled moving his mouth to between my breasts. I nodded slowly watching him move down to my stomach.
"Do you like my mouth on you?" He moved his hips against me again making my clit throb. I nodded again pulling my lip into my mouth. "Tell me, Ava," he murmured licking me from my stomach to my throat. "Where would you like me to put my mouth?"
"I… I…" I was panting as I felt his hard erection push against me again.
"Do you want it here?" He kissed me hard, plunging his tongue into my mouth. He tasted fucking amazing and I moved my head to get closer to him before he pulled away from me.
"Is that where you want my mouth?" he asked arching his eyebrow at me.
Jesus I wanted his mouth fucking everywhere at this point but I shook my head slowly. I knew where I wanted his mouth as well as he did, but the bastard was going to make me say it.
"No?" he feigned shock. "How about here?"
He grabbed my right tit and sucked my whole nipple into his mouth while grabbing my other. I cried out and bucked my hips to him and he quickly stopped.
I shook my head again.
"You’re going to have to tell me, Ava." He smirked. He moved back up my body so that his nose was to the side of mine, his mouth millimeters from my lips. "Where do you want my mouth?"
"I want it… Justin," I sucked in a breath to calm myself.
He wouldn’t do it until I said it, he was playing with me and he was enjoying every minute of it. I lifted my chin and looked him straight in the eye. “I want your mouth on my pussy, Justin.”
He groaned a small ‘fuck’ and crashed his lips against mine, fumbling with my jeans button as he did.
He pushed my jeans down but left my panties on. He threw my jeans to the floor and stroked my leg from my ankle all the way up to my thigh. I shifted to try and get contact from his fingers but he moved them too quick. His mouth replaced his hands on my thigh and I sucked in a breath as his tongue darted out against my skin.
"When my mouth is on your pussy, Ava," he breathed against the inside of my right thigh. "What do you want me to do?"
I moaned and arched again. “I want your tongue.”
He chuckled against my skin and pushed my thighs further apart.
"Where and how do you want my tongue, Ava?" he murmured as he slowly pulled my panties down.
He stopped when I didn’t answer him. “Did you hear me?”
"Yes," I moaned.
"So, where and how do you want my tongue?" He smiled.
"I want it on my clit," I breathed, "soft at first, then harder, tasting me."
He pulled my panties all the way down and discarded them with my jeans.
"Go on," he breathed heavily against me skin, snaking his tongue closer and closer to my pussy.
"I want you to put your fingers into me when I’m close and fuck me hard with them."
"Motherfuck," he muttered with a quick breath but I was too in the moment to be embarrassed. If he wanted me to tell him what I wanted then was going to tell him everything.
I moaned as I felt his nose graze my wet flesh.
"You’re wet, Ava," he smiled. "Why are you so wet?" He placed a finger against my clit and moved it all the way down to my entrance teasing me slowly.
"I’m wet because I want your cock, Justin," I answered.
"You want my cock, Ava? But I thought you wanted my mouth?" He looked up at me from between my legs and flicked his tongue out against my clit. "You can’t have both so which will it be?"
Fuck, is he kidding me with this? It’s worse than Sophie’s Choice!
"I want… I… please… your cock, Justin! I want your cock!"
He smiled and moved back so that he could unfasten his jeans. He moved off the bed and I watched him as he stood beautiful and hard. He crawled back onto the bed and rested on his knees and lifted my legs so that my calves were resting against his shoulders. He positioned himself at my entrance and I moved to him. He hissed as the tip of his cock disappeared inside me.
He pulled back and shook his head.
"Tell me how you want it, baby," he breathed leaning closer to me so that my knees were almost touching my chest.
"Hard," I moaned, "so fucking hard, Justin, please."
We both groaned as he slid into me. Instead of the hard thrusts I was expecting he stilled. I opened my eyes wider and looked at him to see that he was ok.
"If you want it hard,” he smiled. “You do it hard.”
I blinked slowly at his words. He wanted me to move against him. He was inside me, holding my legs to his shoulders waiting for me to respond. Feeling how hard he actually was I knew that it was difficult for him to stay still.
I took a deep breath and lifted my hips to him. I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed quickly and his grip on my ankles increased. I did it again but this time I rotated my hips so that he would go deeper. A long moan came from his throat telling me that it was working for him.
I used the cuffs on the bed, grabbing the chain that held them together to lever myself so that I could move against him. I moved my pelvis up and down watching his jaw flex as I did. He held onto my ankles giving me extra leverage to move again. I arched my back and slammed my hips against him, hard enough to make him wobble on his knees slightly. He groaned through a crooked smile and I licked my lips at his expression. I twisted against him again before crashing onto him.
"Fuck, Ava," he moaned rubbing his palms down my shins.
I smiled slowly as I felt his hips starting to move with mine, very slowly but moving none the less. His palms continued down my shins to my thighs where he grazed them firmly with the tips of his fingers hard enough to leave red marks. He gripped my hips and held me up so that I could move against him faster and harder.
I moaned his name and leaned my head back against the pillow as I took him deeper inside me. He shifted against me again. I watched as his eyes rolled in his head and he furrowed his brow while sucking a breath through his teeth.
"Does that feel good, baby?" I smiled thrusting against him again. I moaned as his grip on my hips increased.
He nodded and bit his lip. “It feels so fucking good,” he breathed. “Your body, Ava… holy shit…” He looked down at my breasts, then to my stomach and my pussy. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
I moaned and drove myself down his shaft again, eliciting a devilishly sexy growl from Justin. “You’re so wet and tight, sweetheart,” he breathed, moving a little faster.
"Touch my clit, Justin," I panted lifting my hips up to give him better access to where I was desperate for his touch.
He slid his hand from my hip to the inside of my thigh and placed two fingers against me, sliding them from side to side slow at first then faster and faster. I moved my hips around making sure that he was still inside me as far as he could go. I felt my orgasm building in my stomach as he thrust his hips meeting me. I opened my eyes and looked at him, desperate for my release.
His face was almost strained, no doubt with the strength it took to not thrust more. He looked back at me, seeing my need. He quickened his pace on my clit, swallowed loudly, clenched his teeth and drove hard into me. I screamed his name as my orgasm shattered through my body immediately.
I gulped in as much air as I could but I was struggling as he slammed into me over and over. Every time I met his hips he moaned through his lips. Through hooded lids I watched his eyes scrunch up tight and his mouth drop open. His hips met mine again and again before he stilled with a roar of release that shot tingles up my spine.
He let my legs go almost immediately and collapsed onto his palms at either side of my waist.
I watched his shoulders as they heaved for breath, his chin resting on his chest.
"Justin," I breathed.
He looked up at me slowly. His face was somehow different, calm definitely but also different. “Can I touch you now?”
He smiled slowly and kissed me gently. He pulled from me with a small hiss and grabbed his jeans from the floor. He pulled a small silver key out of the pocket and kneeled beside my head as he unlocked the cuffs. I brought my hands down and rubbed my wrists automatically.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked with a frown, taking my right wrist and putting it to his mouth.
I shook my head and smiled gently opening my arms to him. He wrapped himself around me resting his head in the crook of my shoulder and took a deep breath.
"Ava," he whispered, fatigue soaking his voice. "That was fucking amazing."
I chuckled lightly and kissed his forehead, “I should make you mad more often.” I felt his shoulders shake with silent laughter.
I stroked his back feeling him relax into me. I felt awful disturbing him but I had to know and truth be told I was fairly surprised that he hadn’t mentioned anything yet.
"So, how did it go with Jane?" My heart picked up pace again waiting for his answer.
He moved his head backwards so that it was resting on the pillow and not on my arm and exhaled slowly. I felt myself grit my teeth in anxiety.
"She was," he started, looking at my neck, "surprised."
I nodded slowly. “Is surprised good?”
He smirked slightly. “Yes, it was a good surprise,” he answered looking me straight in the eye. “She was a little disappointed that I hadn’t told her earlier.” He drew a circle with his finger around my belly button. “But after I had explained what we had discussed about keeping it quiet she knew that I hadn’t kept her out of the loop to be an ass.” He smiled gently. “Plus she was a little smug that I’d told her before my parents.” He chuckled.
I exhaled deeply but I wasn’t sure if it was complete relief that I felt. “She wasn’t mad?” I asked. “She doesn’t think badly of me?”
Justin frowned, “Of course not, Ava. Why the hell would you think that?”
I shrugged my shoulders slowly.
"I don’t know," I muttered quietly. But I couldn’t help the sick feeling that had started crawling into my stomach. It had started when Lily had mentioned what Brynn had said at the rap party about "doing the hired help.” It was never far from my mind that while I was in bed with Justin he was also paying my wages.
"Ava," he said propping himself up on his elbow. "Baby, she’s happy for us, for me. There’s nothing wrong here." He kissed me gently on the nose. "Trust me."
I did trust him, of course I did but I couldn’t shake the heavy feeling off. I knew Justin would be livid if I explained how I felt which made me feel guilty too for even thinking about our relationship in that way. It wasn’t like we were fooling around either. Well, at least I wasn’t. I was in love with him and hired help or not, nothing was going to change that.
"Ok," I whispered snuggling against him again.
"What time do we have to start getting ready?" he yawned.
"We have to be ready to leave the hotel at 7pm," I answered with a smile. I glanced at my watch. "You can have a couple of hours sleep," I muttered kissing his chest and winding my arm around his waist.
"Mmhm," he mumbled. "Oh Lily wants me out of here by four so she can dress you." I cringed against him and I felt him laugh again.
"What do I need to get dressed up for?" I asked though my teeth.
"Because we’re all going out for a meal after the film and you won’t have time to get changed," he answered mimicking Lily’s bossy tone. I couldn’t help but laugh into his chest.
"Your sister will be the death of me, Justin, you do realize that?"
He only nodded in response already drifting off to sleep.
My alarm on my cell phone woke us two hours later. Justin grudgingly rolled off my bed, kissed me softly, got dressed and left to go back to his suite. Lily came bounding in not ten minutes later with a huge smile on her face. She took in my grey sweat pants and Nike t-shirt with a disgusted expression on her face ordering me into the bathroom. The hot shower and strawberry body wash relaxed my still tense muscles.
I wanted to believe what Justin said about there being nothing wrong with what we were doing but Brynn’s words kept drifting back into my head. As I wrapped a towel around my hair and pulled on a fluffy white bath robe while looking in the mirror, I started to think that maybe the only way to feel comfortable about the situation was to take myself out of it. I could resign my position and work for somebody else.
Just because I was with him didn’t mean I had to work for him.
I took a deep breath at the thought of being away from his side for longer than 24 hours, feeling the raw anxiety slip up my spine. The truth of the matter was if I didn’t work for him there would be times that I wouldn’t see him for days or weeks at a time. I closed my eyes and shook my head to try and erase that thought from my head.
I walked back out to find Lily dressed and coiffed to a breathtaking extent. Her patterned maxi dress complemented her black spiky hair and her pale complexion.
"Wow, Lily, you look fantastic," I smiled as I sat in front of her facing the mirrored vanity cupboard in her part of the suite.
"Well bless you," she grinned back. "But it’s nothing compared to how you will look when I’ve finished with you." I rolled my eyes and tried to relax myself ready for the beautifying onslaught.
An hour and a half later and I had to be honest even I was impressed. The dress that Lily had given me to wear was a simple black 50’s style slip dress that sat against my curves without making me feel as if I couldn’t breathe. It was paired with a simple black blazer. My hair was blown with a slight wave that sat down my back and my shoulders. My make up was minimal with light blush and mascara with a sparkle lip gloss.
She stood with her arms crossed over her chest giving me a knowing look.
"Ok, Lily," I smiled. "You are officially a genius." She giggled and clapped her hands before handing me my bag.
"And don’t you forget it my girl!" I followed her out the door locking it behind me. "We’re in a separate car to the boys this time," she added pressing the button in the elevator.
"Ok," I mumbled rubbing my hands down my dress.
"Yeah, you, Jane and I will be riding together."
I felt my throat tighten. Lily smiled at me again and rubbed my back gently. “It’s all good, Ava, don’t worry.”
Jane was standing in the foyer dressed in black pants and a green silk blouse. I smiled meekly at her as we made our way towards her.
"Well, don’t you both look beautiful," she grinned.
"Thank you," I muttered avoiding her gaze.
"Come on we need to get there before the boys." She gestured with her hand to follow her out towards the car.
"Oh here," I said, handing Jane the security update for the premier.
"Oh thanks, Ava." She smiled looking over it. "That’s great, did you liaise with Shane and…"
"Yeah it’s all done and Shane will go through anything that isn’t there with you when we get there." She looked at me and gave me a small smile while nodding.
"That’s fantastic, Ava, you’ve really saved me a job here." I smiled and met her eyes. I felt my chest relax as I noticed the look of warmth there. She rubbed my arm at the elbow and winked. "Thank you."
I got in the car next to Lily who winked at me too. I blinked back at her and exhaled slowly. I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Even though I was in London with Justin I was also in London to do a job and as long as I did it well I was sure that Jane would accept us being together a lot easier and even if she already did, which was what I was feeling, it at least made me feel better.
The crowds that surrounded Leicester Square were huge. At least three thousand fans lined the route up to the theatre, screaming and cheering in anticipation. We got out the car and made our way to the theatre entrance. Shane was there talking to his security crew and waved at us as we approached him.
Carter and Justin arrived at 7:30pm and the screams of the crowd increased to an ear splitting level.
Lily and I glanced out of the theater door where we were stationed as Jane had requested, making sure that no interviewers or critics entered without a pass. I nudged Lily’s arm as I saw Justin’s suit. He looked gorgeous in black trousers, brown loafers, grey button down shirt and black jacket. Carter looked equally stunning in a grey suit and white button down shirt.
"Good work honey," I grinned as she stuck out her tongue and clasped her hands behind her back while rocking on her heels.
"I have to make my boys look good," she laughed.
The boys in question worked the crowd for over an hour. I watched in awe as they shook hands, took pictures, signed autographs and gave numerous interviews. Seeing Justin as tired as he was earlier in the afternoon I was amazed at the energy that he gave off. He seemed to absorb it from the crowd and turn it into huge smiles, handshakes and the occasional hug. They were escorted every step of the way by Shane or one of his equally huge security men, one of which I recognized from the airport when we had arrived.
They finally made it to the theater doors but were escorted passed Lily and I straight into the auditorium. I watched as Justin glanced around, feeling my heart race at the thought of him looking for me.
"We’re not staying," Lily muttered. "We’re going straight to the restaurant."
I frowned in confusion. “Why?”
She rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse. “Because they’ve already seen the film, they’ll introduce it then they’ll meet us there.”
"Oh ok," I mumbled feeling slightly out of the loop.
"Come on," she smiled. "The table is booked for 9. Don’t worry, Ava, it was last minute."
I shrugged and followed her through the back of the theater where two cars were waiting for us.
"Ava, smile," Lily giggled. "It’s going to be a great night."
"I know," I answered crossing my legs. "I just thought that I knew everything that was happening tonight."
She giggled into her hands as if she knew something more than she was letting on but I let it go, knowing that whatever it was would be revealed in time. I was also slightly relieved having not eaten anything but two bananas since my lunch with Lily.
The drive seemed to take a long time. I glanced at my watch to see that it was 9:15. Lily’s phone kept buzzing with text messages.
"Is everything ok?" I asked as she knocked on the driver divide.
"Yeah, Ava, we’re just making a quick stop," she grinned. "It’s time," she muttered to the driver who nodded slowly in understanding.
"Time for what, Lily?" I asked feeling suddenly quite nervous.
"For our quick stop," she smiled wiggling her eyebrows.
Sure enough, 15 minutes later the car pulled over. I looked out of the tinted side window, annoyed that I couldn’t see much because of the dark London sky. The door suddenly opened and a young man in a bow tie and black suit smiled into the car.
"Miss Bell?" he asked looking at me. I looked to Lily who was practically bouncing in her seat.
"Um… yes," I answered quietly wondering what the fuck was going on and what I was missing.
"If you’d like to come with me please," he continued, holding his hand out to me. I glanced at Lily who nodded her head and smiled.
"It’s ok, Ava," she whispered.
Gingerly I took the young man’s hand as he led me out of the car. I sucked in a breath at the cold air and the view that met me. I was standing on the side of the River Thames looking up at the London Eye.
The man in the suit pulled gently on my arm and I smiled embarrassingly as I followed him towards the pod that was flooded with light. At the entrance he stopped and lifted a piece of red tarpaulin up and guided me underneath it.
I put my hand to my chest as I stepped into the glass orb.
Justin was standing facing me at the other side of it holding a single red rose with a huge smile across his beautiful face. In the center between us was a round table with two place settings in the center of which was a white candle. To Justin’s left was a serving tray, upon which were several silver platters and bottles of champagne.
The young man released my arm but I remained glued to the spot.
"Good evening, Miss Bell," Justin grinned walking towards me.
He held out the red rose and I took it slowly as I looked into his eyes that were shining brighter than I had ever seen them. I smiled back slowly, completely blown away by his beauty. He was still in his premier outfit, minus the jacket.
"You’re exquisite, Ava," he whispered looking at my dress. He lifted my wrist and placed a small kiss on the back of my hand. I felt my cheeks grow hot and my throat tighten with the overwhelming emotion I felt in my heart.
"Would you like to join me for dinner?" he smiled gesturing to the table and the food.
"I’d love to," I replied quietly.
He nodded to the young suited man and led me to one of the chairs. He held it out for me as I sat down; taking a deep breath from the rose that he had given me. He moved around the table and seated himself. He took the rose from the side of the plate where I had placed it and sat it inside a small holder next to the candle. He smiled as I looked at him over the flickering flame that lit his eyes further.
"Are you ok?" he asked quietly.
I nodded not really knowing if my tongue and throat would work if I tried to use them. “Yes,” I managed weakly. “I’m just completely overwhelmed by all this.” I gestured around us.
He laughed lightly with a breath down his nose and lifted his eyebrows. “Well, I wanted privacy for us and what better place than a pod on the London Eye?”
I looked to the other side of where we were sat to see a large red semi-transparent drape hanging over the glass. Justin noticed and chuckled again. “Just in case,” he smiled. “You never can tell who’s watching.”
"Drink?" the young man asked as he looked at me expectantly.
"Um, yes thank you," I answered and watched as he filled my glass with a familiar pink liquid. "Champagne?"
"Of course," Justin nodded.
I laughed and shook my head as he picked up his full glass and moved it towards mine. I picked my glass up and did the same.
"What are we toasting to?" I smiled leaning my head to my right shoulder.
He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow gently. I laughed lightly at his expression, it was adorable.
"How about we toast to the great time that we’ve had so far?" He paused briefly before giving me his crooked smile, "and to the amazing times to come."
I looked at him and smiled widely.
"Sounds good to me," I answered. I touched my glass to his and took a long sip. The champagne was sweet and cold and tasted incredible.
The young suited man who Justin told me was called Simon (apparently he had been borrowed from the hotel for the evening) started plating up our food. He passed us our plates and began serving a starter of grilled mushrooms stuffed with Swiss, brie and parmesan cheese. I hummed my gratitude with every forkful, glancing at Justin and his smile that seemed permanently etched across his face.
We spoke little, simply enjoying the good food and good company. Simon stood on the periphery of the pod, always ready to fill my glass or offer extra helpings. The main course was ham and sage wrapped monkfish with herb risotto. I felt my eyes roll in the back of my head as I put the first forkful in my mouth. Justin chuckled lightly.
"Good?" he grinned.
"It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever tasted." I glanced up at him and bit my lip gently. "Well, apart from you," I whispered.
His eyes were staring at my mouth, glazed over with a look I had come to recognize as lust. He growled quietly and shook his head slightly before glancing surreptitiously in Simon’s direction and clearing his throat.
"Did you not learn anything this afternoon, Ava?" he asked without a hint of humor. His body language and voice oozed sex and I felt my body start to warm from my clit upwards.
"Yes of course," I answered, taking my time to put my fork in my mouth.
"And what was that?" he asked with a husky voice, his eyes trained on the piece of cutlery.
I leaned over the table to make sure that our conversation was strictly between us. “I learnt that I love you chaining me up to have your way with me.”
I stifled a giggle as his mouth dropped open with a small pop. He shifted in his chair, muttering under his breath before he took a long sip from his glass, never taking his eyes from mine.
We continued eating in relative silence seemingly happy to bask in the sexual energy that charged around us. Dessert was next. I was amazed that I could fit any more food into my body but the smell of the Caramelized tarte Tatin of apples and vanilla ice cream, as Simon lifted the last platter, was too good to miss, especially when I realized it was a serving to be shared between two.
Simon placed the dish in between us and handed us a spoon each.
"Thank you, Simon," Justin smiled. "You’re free to leave whenever you like."
He smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Bieber,” he answered before turning to me. “Good evening, Miss Bell.”
"Good evening, Simon." I smiled back and we both watched as he grabbed his jacket from the second shelf of the serving tray and set out into the night.
"That was nice of the hotel to lend you one of their own," I said looking back at Justin as he pushed his spoon into the tarte.
He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. “I’m a very good customer.” He winked.
I laughed lightly as he gestured to me with his spoon to my mouth. I opened up slowly keeping my eyes on his and wrapped my mouth around the spoon. I hummed my appreciation as I started to feel the vanilla ice cream melt against my tongue.
"Christ, that’s good," I sighed licking my lips of any stray drops of ice cream. Justin laughed again and shook his head.
"You’re going to fucking kill me with that shit, Ava." He nodded slowly to my mouth. I giggled and pulled my napkin to my lips.
"What is it with my mouth?" I asked, honestly curious about his little obsession with all things related to that part of my anatomy.
He paused purposefully and raised his eyebrows up at me with his spoon in midair.
I laughed again. “Ok, I see why in some respects but,” I furrowed my brows gently, “all the time?”
He chewed his dessert slowly, placing his spoon on the white linen table cloth.
"Ava," he swallowed. "You have without doubt the sexiest pair of lips I have ever had the pleasure of kissing." His eyes moved back to my mouth quickly and he exhaled. "And when you bite your lip… dammit, all I can think of is the sensation of kissing them …or licking them, or the feel of them against…other parts of me." He grinned and waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
I laughed with him feeling myself blush. I crossed my legs under the table feeling the heat between them start to become a little uncomfortable. He seemed to notice and let his tongue graze his bottom lip leisurely driving me more insane.
I rolled my eyes trying to feign indifference at his gesture but his chuckle suggested that he saw right through it. He continued feeding me the tarte before I held my hands up in defeat suddenly feeling very full of fabulous food and exquisite champagne.
He cleared the plates back onto the tray and brought the champagne over to the table.
"Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Bieber?" I smiled as he filled my glass again.
"No," he grinned back, "just relaxed."
I put my hand on his as he placed the bottle back in the ice bucket. “Well, mission accomplished.”
He stroked the back of my hand with his thumb and I sighed at the contact. His eyes lit up when the infamous tolling of the Big Ben clock rang clear around the skies of London.
"11 o’clock," he smiled.
"It certainly appears so," I grinned back.
He put his other had over mine and brought it to his mouth kissing every knuckle softly. He did so with heavy lids and slow breaths that drifted over the skin of my hand.
"Justin, are you ok?" I asked. I don’t know what made me wonder but he seemed different, a little on edge maybe? He peeked at me from under his outrageously long lashes and sighed.
"I’m great, Ava," he murmured. "I’m just enjoying the moment." I sat back, my hands still in his and enjoyed it with him.
After an immeasurable length of silence he looked up at me with a smirk.
"So, I was thinking that we could maybe share more while it’s just the two of us." His devious expression told me to be wary of what it was he wanted to share with me or what I had to share with him. I couldn’t help but laugh nervously.
"Ok," I conceded. "But I’d like to ask something first."
He nodded and shrugged in acceptance of my request. “We get one veto each, no arguments.”
"Something to hide, Miss Bell?" he smiled widely.
I shook my head with a grin. “No, no,” I answered. “I just have a feeling I may need one to save my skin from bursting into flames with embarrassment.”
We laughed together at my heinous fucking penchant for lighting up like a firework on the fourth of July at the drop of a hat.
"Ok," he breathed through his laughter. "One veto each."
I leaned my head to the side and mouthed a thank you at him. He winked in reply. He let go of my hands and flexed his fingers as if he was about to undertake an arm wrestling contest or something. I laughed again and took a large gulp from my glass in the hope that it would help me be a little more forthcoming with my answers to his questions.
"How long before we actually made love were you thinking about us making love?" I cursed under my breath as I felt my cheeks start to burn profusely.
He laughed behind his hand as he watched my embarrassment wash over my face and neck.
Shit! I think even my fingertips were pink.
I couldn’t use a veto so early in the questioning. That would be very silly. How could I tell him that I was thinking of him naked the entire time he was helping my clumsy ass up off of the floor the first time I ever saw him? He could be luring me into giving a veto to this question to then backhand me with one even worse. I had to make a choice quickly.
I looked him square in the eye and muttered my answer, “Veto.”
He didn’t hold back his laughter then. “Ava, that answer told me more than your real answer ever could.”
I clapped my hands to my face at his words feeling completely mortified. I giggled into my palms loudly while shaking my head. He grabbed both my wrists from across the table and brought my hands away.
"It’s ok," he smiled. "Me too, baby."
I moaned softly and reached over the table grabbing his face and crushing my lips to his. He tasted of apples and vanilla and Justin. I licked his bottom lip slowly as I pulled away.
"Fuck," he whispered, sitting back in his chair.
"Ok, my turn." I grinned.
I knew what question I had in mind as it had been plaguing me since the day I had moved into his spare room. The day that he had had all my belongings moved into the wardrobes there without me knowing.
"What happened to the body wash I left in your shower after I moved into the spare room?"
I watched his reaction carefully. For anyone not in the know they would not have noticed a change, but my obsession with every line, crease and curve of Justin’s face told me that he was hiding something or debating about whether to tell me about what he was hiding. Or even both.
"What body wash?" he answered all calm and honest. I smirked at him.
Oscar nominated my ass!
"The strawberry body wash that I left in your shower the morning before you moved everything into the spare room." I leaned forward in my seat and folded my arms on the table. "The body wash that I replaced because mine had disappeared from where I had left it. In. Your. Shower." I smiled as I tapped the table with my last three words.
"I don’t remember seeing any strawberry body wash in my shower," he mocked with a wiggle of his head. The smirk that played on his lips gave him away totally. He shrugged in a completely I-have-no-idea-what-you’re-talking-about way. I slapped my hands on the table and he burst out laughing.
"That’s not playing fair, Bieber," I pointed at him. He grabbed my finger and pulled my arm back towards him.
"No you’re right it’s not," he chuckled. "Do you want the truth?"
My breath caught in my throat as I nodded slowly.
"I used it," he answered looking down at my hand in his.
I frowned slowly. “What?” He looked back at me; a flash of something I couldn’t identify crossed his eyes. “Why?”
"I love the smell of you, Ava, and it was the only way that I could have you near me when I couldn’t have you near me the way that I really wanted." He pulled the side of his mouth up in an apologetic gesture and I exhaled the breath that I had been holding throughout his entire confession.
"Justin," I whispered, putting my hand to his cheek. He leaned into my palm before turning his head to kiss it in the center.
He breathed in deeply, no doubt smelling the strawberries of the body wash I had used not 6 hours before. “See,” he said with a grin, “sharing can be good.”
I chuckled and nodded.
"My turn," he smiled widely. I sat back from him and let out a groan holding my hands up in exasperation.
"What were your thoughts just before I kissed you?"
I crossed my arms feeling slightly smug, knowing that this was going in exactly the direction I wanted it to. “Which time?”
He frowned and smiled, “The first time of course.”
"Oh," I smiled leaning my head back. "So you would be referring to the kiss on the lounger while we were doing your lines?"
He smirked and dropped his chin to his chest. “Yes, Ava,” he breathed with a small chuckle, “that would be the kiss to which I’m referring.”
"Well, in all honesty my first thought was something along the lines of holy fucking shit!" He laughed and ran his hands through his hair before picking up the champagne bottle and filling both our glasses. "Thank you," I commented as I motioned my glass to his again.
"And then what?" he asked staring at me intently.
"And then…" I took in a deep breath and blew it through my lips. "Then I felt like my shoes were going to shoot off my feet and my lungs were going to jump up my throat." I smiled meekly at him.
The champagne was definitely helping courageous Ava take the steering wheel.
"And then I thought that I never wanted it to end." I lowered my voice to an almost whisper as I got to the end of my sentence.
I noticed him come around the table and kneel in front of me. He turned my around so that I was facing him and he took my hands in his.
"Guess what?" he murmured. I looked up to him to see his beautiful eyes were shining again.
"What?" I answered.
"Me too," he whispered.
He took my face in his hands and kissed me slowly. I moaned as his tongue pushed slowly into my mouth and I wrapped my arms around his neck, running my fingers through his hair. He sighed into my mouth and the taste of vanilla struck me again. I opened my knees and pulled him closer to me, wanting him closer than I’d ever had him before. Breathless and aroused to the point of pain I pulled away from him and rested my chin on his shoulder.
"Yeah, something like that," I murmured feeling his silent laughter shake his body.
I breathed him in, letting my nose graze the skin of his neck. He kissed my neck in response. I smiled and jumped all at the same time. I watched behind him as the door to our pod closed slowly like an elevator and the whole thing start to move. It was so slow I almost doubted it but sure enough we were gradually edging away from the docking station of the London Eye.
Justin looked at my face completely bemused. “You didn’t think we would come on the London Eye and not use it to its full advantage, did you?” He grinned and stood up taking my hand and leading me to the window that was still covered in the red drape.
I was surprised that I could see out fairly well through the material and watched mouth slightly agape as the pod rose higher.
"You ok?" he murmured wrapping his hands around my waist from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder.
"I’m far more than ok, Justin, I don’t know what to say," I answered, truly feeling utterly dumbstruck by the whole evening.
The pod climbed and climbed and as it did Justin pointed out the different structures and landmarks that we could see, the Houses of Parliament and London Bridge being the two that I could identify easily. He laughed at my excitement at getting the names right. The silhouettes of the legendary structures were almost beautiful rising up to meet the now dark sky, framed by the hazy lights of the city below.
I looked down after what seemed like an age and felt my stomach do a little somersault.
"We’re high up, Justin," I muttered. He hummed in response never taking his hands from my waist or his chin from my neck.
"Almost to the top," he whispered grazing his lips against the skin under my ear making my eyes roll back ever so slightly.
I glanced back over to the Houses of Parliament as Big Ben began to toll again. I laughed lightly down my nose at the fact that an hour had passed me by almost unnoticed. Time seemed to have very little hold over me when I was with Justin, he was everything that I would ever need and as such everything else paled into insignificance.
He smiled against my skin as the clock ceased and took a deep breath before whispering in my ear, “Happy birthday, Ava.”
I froze in his grasp at the sudden realization that it was indeed my birthday. He turned me around slowly and smiled down at me tucking my hair behind my ears.
"May I have the birthday girl’s first birthday kiss?" I grinned up at him and nodded before grabbing his face and pulling him down to me. He laughed against my lips and knotted his fingers in my hair as he deepened the kiss more and more. I grazed his tongue with mine and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth.
He slowly pulled from me and placed a small peck on my forehead. I nuzzled under his chin breathing him in greedily.
He squeezed me slightly and took a deep breath.
"I have something to tell you, Ava," he said in a voice so quiet I almost didn’t hear him. He cupped my cheeks and looked down at me. "But you have to promise me that you won’t get mad."
My heart hammered in my chest as all the assumptions about what he was about to say shot around my head.
"Do you promise?" he asked. His gaze was lustful and strong and I knew in that instant that no matter what it was I could handle it with him at my side.
"I promise," I answered, grimacing slightly.
He unwound his hands from my waist and walked over to his jacket that was hung on the back of his seat. He rummaged in the inside pocket for what seemed like an eternity before pulling out a small black box.
"I got you a birthday present." He smiled holding up the box and twisting it between his fingers.
The breath of air that left my lungs confused me terribly as I didn’t know whether it was through relief or annoyance.
He walked back over to me and held the box on his palm. I glanced down at it to see that there was a piece of silver card attached to the outside of it with a note on the reverse. He noticed where my eyes were set and nodded gently.
"You have to read the note before you open it," he said, his voice still small and quiet.
I slowly turned the card over and read what was written;
Property of Justin Bieber
Handle with extreme care.
I looked back at him completely confused.
He smiled gently and licked his lips quickly. “The contents of this box belong to me,” he said looking at me with so much intensity that I thought I was going to explode. “It is very precious to me, very fragile but strong and eternal.” I felt my heart speed up and my breathing start to leave me in small gasps. “It is mine to give to who I want,” he continued before pausing briefly. He lifted my hand and placed the small black box with the silver note in my palm, “and I want to give it to you.”
He stood back and looked at me. His eyes were so different. They sparkled but the unease was still there. I looked at the small box and swallowed hard.
"Can I open it?" I whispered, scared to break whatever fragile gifts lay in wait for me.
He smiled and nodded. “Please,” he whispered.
I took a deep breath and lifted the lid.
The air left me as quick as I had taken it in as I looked at its contents.
Nestled against the black satin interior was a platinum open heart pendant that was covered in at least a hundred diamonds. The diamonds sparkled as I moved the box with every breath that was leaving me and the incredible shake that had found its way to my hands. Justin noticed the shake and held his hands to my wrists to try and hold me steady. I stood staring at the pendant, the sparkle of each stone hypnotizing me.
"Say something, Ava," he whispered.
But I was utterly speechless.
The beauty of the pendant was mind blowing. It was the most exquisite piece of jewelry that I had ever laid eyes on and I knew immediately that he had spent an absolute fortune on it.
But that wasn’t the reason for my speaking in capabilities.
The reason I couldn’t speak was because everything that he had just said about the gift belonging to him, that it was fragile but strong, the note that read to handle with care, all of it suddenly hit me like a bolt of lightning.
He was giving me his heart.
I looked up at him, tears filling my eyes. His face was intense almost pained, waiting for me to say something.
"It’s your heart, Justin," I whispered in as even a voice as I could manage.
He exhaled loudly and nodded slowly, his eyes became moist as he lifted the pendant from the box. He held it in his hand. “Yeah,” he answered looking at it and then to me. His left hand found mine and gripped it tightly. I could feel him shaking almost as much as I was.
"I’m giving you my heart, Ava," he said quietly. "I’m giving you my heart because I have never known anyone as beautiful, passionate, loving or determined as you in my entire life."
He fingered the pendant with his index finger making it catch the light. He stared right into my eyes so hard I knew he could see my soul. “You make me want to be a better man, Ava. You make me want to be a better man…for you.” He took a deep breath and offered the pendant to me. “I’m giving you my heart because… I love you, Ava…”
Before he could say another word I grabbed his face and crushed my lips to his. I kissed his mouth, his cheeks, his eyes, his nose, his neck and his forehead, gripping his hair as he moaned and sighed against me.
"I love you too, Justin," I breathed against his lips. He let out the most beautiful groan and gripped me harder to him. "I love you so much, baby," I breathed, "I love you, I love you."
He kissed me harder and with more passion than he ever had before, breathing my name over and over. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me to him, breathing in deeply against my neck. “I love you so much, Ava,” he sighed, “so fucking much.”
I held onto him as he fastened the pendant around my neck, carefully lifting my hair so that it didn’t get tangled. He slowly let me down and I unwrapped myself from him. He adjusted the pendant so that the heart lay in the center of my chest, sparkling against my skin. I smiled as I looked at him, noticing that his face was damp with tears.
"It looks beautiful," he whispered taking my hand in his.
"It’s your heart, Justin," I said placing my hand on the left side of his chest. "Of course it’s beautiful."
He smiled then wide and glorious. He leaned down to me and kissed me with a tenderness that made my heart sing. I cupped his cheek as he did feeling the pulse in his neck with my fingertips quicken. He sighed and pulled back resting his forehead to mine.
"I love you, Ava Bell," he breathed softly, leaving me with no doubt at all that he meant ever single word.
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Chapter 28: London Confessions
I opened my eyes slowly taking a moment to focus on the beautiful face that was grinning down at me.
I couldn’t remember falling asleep and was fairly surprised that I had managed to, knowing my penchant for panicking like a turkey on Thanksgiving when it came to anything plane affiliated.
I stretched and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand before smiling back at Justin who was still grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Hey gorgeous," he whispered. "Good sleep?"
I nodded and grinned. “How long was I out?” I glanced down at my watch that was still on LA time to see that it was 10:45am.
"A little over four hours," he answered, taking a sip from a bottle of water. "You seemed like you needed it."
I nodded and raised my eyebrows wiping the side of my mouth as subtly as I could, hoping to Christ that I hadn’t been dribbling in my unconscious state. Justin chuckled watching me.
"No slobber." He smiled.
I laughed quietly and raised myself in my seat suddenly feeling every bone in my spine as it cracked and groaned as I reached for my own drink.
"Did you sleep?" I asked noticing that he looked decidedly bright eyed.
"Yeah, a couple of hours," he answered putting his iPod in his bag. "We’re landing soon and I thought you’d rather be awake now than be all crumpled and sleepy when we get off the plane."
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Not that you aren’t insanely adorable when you are all crumpled and sleepy." He winked.
"Hey, Tinker, you’re awake," Shane bellowed as he walked over to us.
"Yep." I grimaced as my stomach turned from the plane dropping in altitude.
"You missed a treat, Ava." He smiled nodding over at Carter who was still snoring like a vacuum cleaner. "Carter started fighting with himself in his sleep."
Justin giggled into the back of his hand.
"Why is that so funny?" I asked looking from Shane to Justin and back again.
"Because as he was doing it he was shouting," Shane snorted loudly through his nose. "He was shouting ‘By the power of Grayskull! I have the power!' It was fucking hilarious!”
I giggled loudly and looked over to a very unconscious Carter and a still thoroughly pissed Lily. I smiled at her and waved my hand gently. She smiled back but it never met her eyes.
"Poor Lily," I murmured.
"Poor Lily nothing, Ava," Shane sniggered. "It’ll be poor fucking Carter when he wakes up. She’s gonna tear him a new one!"
"That’s if he wakes up." Justin chuckled. "I’ve never seen him stay out for this long before."
"Will he be ok?" I asked genuinely concerned.
"Yeah he’ll be fine." Shane waved his hand dismissively. "Dude doesn’t have much of a brain to mess up!"
The same stewardess who had served us our drinks and meal came over with a large smile.
"We’ll be landing in a little under thirty minutes could you please take your seat?" Shane smiled and nodded at her before turning to Justin and I and pursing his lips and slapping the back of his own hand. I laughed quietly while Justin rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Carter, wake up!" I turned to see Lily shaking Carter’s shoulders vigorously.
"But, Mom, I don’t want to go to school," he answered with a pout, his eyes still firmly shut.
Justin and I giggled uncontrollably into our hands.
"Carter, I swear to God, if you don’t wake up you’ll be flying back to LA two balls lighter."
Justin pulled his mouth into an ‘eek' expression as Shane groaned from the other side of the plane. I looked over to see him grabbing his crotch and shaking his head at Lily.
"Wh…what are you doing?" Carter’s eyes slowly opened to a loud round of applause from Shane and Justin, who threw in a loud whistle for good measure.
"What do you mean what am I doing?" Lily spat back crossing her arms over her chest. "You’ve been unconscious for nearly 11 fucking hours!"
Carter sat up in his seat and looked around the cabin in a complete daze. “We’re nearly there then?”
"Yes, you moron, we’re landing in half an hour."
He groaned and slid back down into his seat, “Oh, Lily, why didn’t you wait till we were actually back on the ground?”
"Because," Lily started with a pout, "I wasn’t sure if you were going to wake up at all!"
He huffed down his nose and smiled nonchalantly. “God, Lily, you worry too much.”
Lily bit her lip in anger and slammed back into her chair throwing her seatbelt around herself and crossing her legs and arms.
I put my hand to my stomach as it turned again.
"Are you ok?" Justin asked furrowing his brow.
"Mmhm," I answered worried that if I opened my mouth he would get a face full of my last meal.
"Here." I looked up to see a stewardess with a cup full of ice chips. "Suck on these, it helps with the nausea."
I smiled gratefully and took the cup from her placing two chips in my mouth. I sat back and closed my eyes as the cold slid down the back of my throat.
"Better?" Justin smiled when I opened my eyes again. I nodded slowly and rolled my eyes at my own pathetic idiosyncrasies.
I looked down to see his palm outstretched. I looked to him and he nodded. “Just for security,” he grinned.
I grinned back and after putting two more ice chips in my mouth I took his hand and held it tight.
35 minute later and we were on the ground. The captain’s voice came over the loud speaker to tell us that the local time was 7:25 and the temperature was a mild 19 degrees Fahrenheit.
Carter and I let out an audible sigh of relief as the seatbelt signs flicked off and everyone began grabbing their belongings.
"Wes and Frank should be waiting for you at the gate," Shane said looking between Justin and Carter. "It might be a little more difficult to get through as unnoticed as we did at LAX." He smiled and winked at me. "You and Lily will stick with me, ok, Tinks?"
I nodded and pulled my bag further up my shoulder. Justin smiled down at me and rubbed my arm softly before leading the way with a wobbly Carter and Shane in tow.
"Jerk," Lily muttered as she appeared at my side watching Carter grab onto any stationary object that he could to help his walk to the plane exit. "It’s a good job I love him, huh?"
I turned and stared at her with my mouth open.
"Lily, I… you…" I stuttered with a huge smile on my face that she mirrored slowly.
She nodded and blushed slightly at her admission. “Oh, Lily, that’s so cool,” I gushed. “I’m so happy for you.” She scrunched her shoulders and her eyes danced with happiness. “Does he know?” I asked, curious to see if she had told him, how exactly she had done it.
"Yeah," she blushed again. "He actually said it first."
I couldn’t help the girly squeal that was building in my throat. “He told me at the premier.” Her eyes took on a faraway glaze as she remembered the night in question. “He just said it.” She smiled, “as if it was the most natural thing in the world.”
Because that was how Carter and Lily were; natural.
There was no effort for them, no forced affection. Everything just came so naturally to them and I hoped that when the time came for me to tell Justin how I felt about him that it would be as natural and easy for us. I smiled at the thought and the sensation that told me that, yes it would be just like that.
We followed the boys to the main gate where two burly looking men waited with stern expressions. Shane handed Carter and Justin over to them and came back to Lily and me. He led us through the gate and around the corner where a barricade had been placed to hold back a crowd of over 200 screaming girls. I watched Justin and Carter as they signed as many autographs as they could before being hustled away towards the exit.
"Our bags are being collected for us." Lily smiled as we headed through customs to a waiting limo at the terminal exit of Heathrow. "They’ll be at the hotel later."
I stood for a short moment and took a deep breath.
London air. It even tasted different and it was definitely cooler. The sky wasn’t quite black and was littered with clouds of different greys, browns and silvers.
Mild my ass!
Lily smiled at my expression. “You’re not going to go all Mary Poppins on me are you?” she chuckled.
I laughed back. “I just might.”
Justin and Carter were in a separate car to us which I was fairly thankful for as I watched it take-off at speed followed by our driver who pulled the car slowly off the curb. Lily and I spent the first ten minutes of our drive to the hotel fixing our watches to London time. I knew that I had my little fob watch to tell me but I could just envisage the look on everyone’s face as I continually took the pink plastic watch from my pocket.
The drive took a little under 40 minutes. We were staying at the ultra-luxurious sounding Berkeley Hotel in Knightsbridge. The car pulled up at the entrance and a man with a bowler hat and long wool coat opened the door with a smile.
"Welcome to the Berkeley Hotel, Madam." He nodded his head as I raised myself out of the car.
"Thank you." I smiled back catching a giggle from Lily.
The front of the hotel was exquisite. Cream marble with gold leaf skirting led up to huge glass doors that were spotlessly clean. Not a finger mark in sight, Christina would be thrilled.
The bowler hat man walked us to the front door and opened it by pulling the gold handle with a gloved hand. He gave us another quick nod and a smile and gestured for us to go inside. Lily took the lead, obviously a lot more used to the unbelievably plush surroundings. I, on the other hand, felt like a fish out of water.
The marble theme continued throughout the foyer turning to black and grey. Pillars littered the walls of yellow with brown leather chairs and dark wood tables around which very suited men sat with laptops and phones. The atmosphere was calm and restful almost like a library and as such I had the sudden urge to shout an obscenity at the top of my lungs just to shake things up a bit.
We walked over to the reception desk and I handed the young woman the documents that Jane had given me, detailing our bookings and requirements for the stay.
"Ah, Bieber party. Miss Bell?" She smiled as I nodded. "Miss Aro told me to ask you to call her on arrival and to also inform you that she has taken the liberty of reserving your party a table at our Boxwood Café at 9:30pm."
"Oh, ok great," I answered. "Do you have a phone I can use?"
After handing me the key to mine and Lily’s room she directed me to a partitioned table that held six black turn dial phones.
Jane answered on the second ring. “Ava, I’m glad you made it.” I could hear her smile at the end of the phone.
"Yeah, just," I grinned still feeling a little nauseous from the landing.
We went on to discuss the arrangements for the premier the following night in Leicester Square. I was relieved to find that the schedule for security and face time was very similar to the LA premier, which suited me just fine. They were however anticipating a larger crowd.
"Can you liaise with Shane on that, Ava?"
"Sure," I answered making a note of it in my diary.
"How is everyone?" She asked.
"Good, I think, maybe a little tired. Thank you for the reservation by the way. I’m on LA time so it’ll be a nice lunch." She laughed lightly.
"Yeah, the jet lag can hit hard," she warned. "Just make sure you sleep at night, London time. Don’t try and stay awake."
"I won’t," I promised. "What time will your flight get in?"
"Around lunch time tomorrow," she answered with a sigh. "I’ll call you if there are any delays."
I hung up and walked back over to Lily who was bouncing on the spot.
"Come on let’s see our rooms and then see the boys." She grinned.
I felt my heart splutter at the thought of being able to touch Justin. Since we had become official it had been the longest period where we hadn’t kissed or been intimate. Although holding hands with him on the plane was lovely, what I really wanted was an all-out passionate kiss. The kind that makes your toes curl and your lungs tighten. I smiled thinking how silly it was that Justin’s touch did that to me no matter how passionate he was.
Our room was magnificent.
I glanced around in awe as Lily darted around looking completely unfazed. The theme of dark wood with grey, cream and brown décor continued through the entire room and sure enough our luggage was laid out at the foot of our beds. It was a two bedroom suite each containing a king-sized bed that Lily and I fell onto. I face down and her next to me on her back.
"It seems like such a shame to not use the room," I mumbled into the duvet.
"Yeah," Lily replied before turning her head slowly to me, "but not that much!"
We both dissolved into giggles before jumping up from the bed, taking off our jackets and heading back out the door. Lily, being organized as always, had asked the receptionist for an extra key and handed it to me as she made her way to the elevator up to Carter’s room.
"Boxwood at 9:30, Lily." I smiled at her as the elevator doors opened. She turned and winked with a nod.
"I’ll text Shane," she sang as she jumped into the silver box.
Justin’s suite was on the same floor as ours and I found myself skipping down to the corridor to the Wellington Suite. I knocked lightly before trying the handle. Surprisingly, it opened. I peeked around the door and took in a quick breath.
The suite was so beautiful with elegant furniture of wood, marble and glass. The wheat colored carpet was thick and sumptuous leading throughout the entire suite of cream walls.
"Justin?" I closed the door behind me and timidly walked through the sitting room taking in the stunning furnishings.
I ran my hand along the back of the grey sofa, feeling the suede change in texture under my fingertips. I carried on through to what I assumed was the bedroom and knocked gently. The bedroom was a continuation of the luxury and opulence that I had witnessed from the front entrance. The palette of colors had changed to gold’s which complemented the cream of the walls. Heavy gold and cream drapes covered the two large windows that were situated on the right wall.
"Justin?" My voice sounded a little panicked as I stood looking around the room.
The scream of surprise and delight that erupted from my chest was loud and high pitched as two strong arms grabbed me from behind and hot wet lips found my neck hard and passionate.
I leaned my head back against his shoulder to let him have more access to my skin. I reached back and grabbed a handful of his hair feeling my body instantly get wet as he moaned against me. His hands moved to my breasts and grabbed hard and firm. I squealed again as he lifted me off the floor and moved towards the bed.
Just as my knees touched the soft duvet he dropped me so that I could turn to face him.
I sucked in a breath as I saw the look of complete lust and desire on his face. I threw my arms around his neck and crashed my lips to his, plunging my tongue into his mouth, conjuring another moan from him. He lifted me again and pushed me back against the bed, kneeling between my knees his mouth never leaving mine. He raised my arms above my head and stroked me all the way down to my hips that he held, as he ground his against me.
"Ava," he murmured into my ear in the brief moment that his mouth left mine. "You’re so fucking beautiful." His hands caressed and stroked me from my ass to my neck. "I’ve missed you," he moaned into the crook of my neck.
I groaned at his words and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Justin," I breathed loudly. "Make love to me."
He sighed into my neck before grabbing the neck of his sweater and pulling it over his head. He put his hands to the hem of my top and pushed it over my head, kissing me from my neck to my collarbone where his tongue flicked out making me suck in a breath. I held onto his strong shoulders as he moved further down my body kissing, nipping and licking at my breasts through my bra to my stomach and my belly button. He pushed the button of my jeans and pulled at the zip with an urgency and need that made my back arch so that he could pull them down with my panties.
His fingers danced back up my legs to my thighs were he pushed them wider apart. “I want to taste you, Ava,” he moaned running a finger from my clit to my wet opening.
"Please," I breathed, gripping the pillows at my head.
He didn’t need telling twice and flicked my clit with his tongue sighing hard against my flesh. His hands came under my legs and anchored me to him. I arched as his tongue moved on my clit flicking and sucking me and cried out long and loud as he slipped two fingers into me and began pumping them hard and sure.
“Jesus… Justin… ah…”
I moaned and twisted under his mouth as his tongue got faster against my clit. “I need you inside me!” I pleaded feeling my orgasm building at an extraordinary rate.
He moaned a sound so erotic against my pussy that I twisted and bucked my hips again. I looked at him to see him undoing his jeans before pushing them down. He was so hard for me. His cock looked so perfect I couldn’t help but lick my lips at the sight of it.
As he lifted onto his knees so that he could get out of his jeans completely, I pushed his shoulders back and sat up quickly, taking his hard cock in my mouth. My eyes rolled in my head as he groaned my name as loud as I’d ever heard him. He tasted so damn good, warm, sour and pure Justin.
I grabbed his hand and thrust it into my hair, looking up at him through my lashes begging him to guide my head on him. After a brief moment he gently pushed my head down onto him sucking in a breath as my eyes never left his. His fingers knotted in my hair and his head lolled to the side. His teeth were clenched and his brows were furrowed as he exhaled with a moan, every time I took him deeper into my mouth and throat.
"Ava… baby, fuck… I… uh… please, ah…”
His breathing was so hard that his chest heaved as I looked up at him again rolling my tongue over the tip of him, tasting his pre-cum and moaning against him as I did. His grip in my hair tightened and his hips started moving gently with very move of my mouth.
"Fucking Christ, I need… oh… ah, Ava.”
I looked up at him to see his eyes narrowed, pleading for his release. “I need to feel you, Ava,” he breathed.
I sucked him hard one more time and fell back grabbing his hands and pulled him on top of me wrapping my legs around him arching against him as he slipped into me in one long thrust.
"Ah… holy shit, that’s fucking it," he groaned as his lips met mine.
I tightened my arms around his neck so that I could lift my hips up to meet his as he moved in me deep and slow. His right hand gripped my left thigh as he moved in a way that his pubic bone rubbed my clit.
"I’m going… oh… shit, I’m going to cum so hard,” I cried out as his thrusting picked up pace.
I moved my hands into his hair and held on for dear life as I arched and met his thrusts over and over. My stomach twisted and tightened, pushing me closer and closer to my orgasm.
"Cum, Ava," he moaned grazing my neck with his teeth. "I want to feel you cum on my cock."
I thrust up to him again as white lights exploded behind my eyelids.
I cried out his name and crashed my head back into the pillows as he slammed into me one more time and shuddered with a loud grunt as he collapsed onto me, his head resting on my left breast moving up and down with the breaths I was dragging into my lungs.
I placed my hands on his shoulders and stroked small circles against his skin feeling him sigh deeply, blowing his hot breath across my skin.
"That was definitely worth the wait of a 10 hour flight," I smiled feeling him chuckle against me.
"Damn right it was," he answered kissing the top of my breast above my bra before smiling at me with his crooked mouth. I leaned down and kissed him softly tasting our love making on his lips. We tasted delicious together. I hummed in contentment.
"Jane has booked us all a table for 9:30 at the restaurant." I smiled stroking his hair back from his face. He nodded and placed his chin right in the middle of my breasts.
"Sounds good," he grinned running his hands up my ribs.
I moved my hips slightly feeling him starting to get hard again. He raised his eyebrows and kissed my throat. I sighed and wrapped my legs around the back of his thighs pushing him into me a little further.
"What time is it now?" He smiled down at me as I whimpered as he ground himself into me.
I looked at my watch over his shoulder. “8:45,” I answered grazing my nails down his back. He arched which pressed him deeper into me. My breath caught in my throat and I bit my bottom lip to stop from moaning. I looked up at him to see that his eyes were fixed on my mouth.
"You shouldn’t fucking do that," he growled moving again.
"What?" I asked with a small smile.
"That sexy, coy lip biting shit," he answered leaning down to kiss my shoulder. "It won’t help motivate me to leave this bed."
"Ok, I won’t do it." I smiled kissing his cheek.
He pressed into me one more time before exhaling and lifting himself up onto his palms at either side of my head. We both moaned softly at the loss of contact.
"Shower," he said with a smirk.
He pulled back and offered a hand to me which I took and let him lead me to the bathroom.
The five of us entered the Boxwood Café forty minutes later.
"Bieber." Shane smiled at the maitre’d.
"Ah, yes, the Willow Room." She smiled taking a long look at Justin and then Carter. I glanced at Lily who rolled her eyes. "Please, follow me."
She took us through to a separate room that was set for 6 people. The long table was laid out with a white table cloth and was surrounded by six black wicker chairs. Shane sat at the head of the table with a thump in his seat while I sat with Justin to his right and Carter and Lily to his left.
"Drinks?" she asked passing each one of us a food menu and a wine list.
"Champagne sounds good." Justin smiled looking down the list.
I tried to keep my eyes focused on the names of the wines and not the prices that were sat next to them.
And that shit wasn’t in dollars either!
1999 Château d’Yquem, Sauternes 375ml - £215.00 – see that? Pounds!
"How about the Henriot Brut Rosé?" Carter suggested looking over his list to Justin who nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah, two bottles of that please." He smiled at the maitre’d.
"Very good," she grinned. "I’ll send someone through to take your food order momentarily."
She took the wine lists and headed back out the door to the main restaurant. The door was left open allowing the sounds of the other patrons to drift through creating a mellow atmosphere.
"I fucking love the accent man." Shane laughed. He pursed his lips and sat up straight. "Momentarily," he said in the worst British accent I’d ever heard.
We laughed at his hurt expression. “Jesus, Shane, that was without doubt the worst British accent I’ve ever heard.” Carter laughed.
"Oh really, Prince Adam, is that right?" Shane retorted, causing Justin, Lily and I to fall about laughing.
"Who the fuck is Prince Adam?" Carter asked looking at Lily.
Shane stood with his knife in the air. “By the power of Grayskull! I have the power!”
Carter’s face turned a bright shade of red as he looked to each of our hysterical faces.
Lily rubbed his arm soothingly. “Oh, baby, don’t worry.” She giggled in her hand. “Maybe I could be She-Ra to your He-Man?”
"I want to be Man-At-Arms!" Justin cried putting his hand in the air like he was at school. "I always wanted a moustache like that dude had!"
“Fuck… I wanted…” Shane murmured putting his knife back on the table. “Oh, can I be Orko?” He pulled his t-shirt up to his eyes and waggled his eyebrows.
"No, you’re definitely Cringer." I giggled.
"Hey we’ll not have any of that, Tinks." He frowned pointing a finger at me. I laughed hard behind my hands.
A young waiter brought our two bottles of very expensive champagne to the table with an ice bucket. He poured for us all and asked if we were ready to order. We told him to give us another 10 minutes realizing that none of us had even looked at the menu.
It was a lot more lavish menu than I was used to and it must have shown on my face. I glanced at Justin to see him staring at my mouth. I quickly realized that I was chewing on my lip again. I smiled and let it go. He rolled his eyes and put his arm around the back of my chair.
"Can I help?"
I nodded enthusiastically, “Please.”
"I’d recommend the braised octopus to start and the steamed sea bass as your main course," he said looking at the menu. "Both dishes are fairly amazing," he smiled, "and we both know you like seafood."
I nodded and closed the menu. “That was easy.” I grinned and jumped slightly as his hand squeezed my knee.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, the waiter came back and took our order taking the menus when we were all done.
"Hey, Ava, have you tried the champagne yet?" Lily smiled.
"No," I answered picking up my glass.
"Hey, hey," Carter called, "how about a toast?"
We all smiled and looked to him expectantly.
"Oh well, fuck, thanks guys," he muttered running a hand through his hair. "Well, here’s to family, friends, old and new." He nodded to me and I blushed further as Justin’s grip tightened on my knee. "Here’s to London and a fucking awesome premier."
We all laughed and chinked our glasses together. The champagne, as expensive as it was, was fucking incredible. Justin smirked at me as I took a longer sip.
"Good?" he asked.
"Hell yeah," I smiled back.
Shane slapped his hands on the table. “Well, since we embarrassed Carter with the whole He-Man bullshit can we now embarrass him with the Thundercats comment?”
Carter groaned and dropped his head on is arm on the table.
"Jesus, Shane, give a guy a break, dude," he pleaded from his sleeve.
"Hell no I’m gonna milk this fucker for all it’s worth." Shane laughed. "So which character…"
"Lion-O," Justin and Carter yelled at the same time.
"Christ, I’m surrounded by prepubescent boys," Lily moaned, rolling her eyes at me.
"I always wanted to be Cheetara," I murmured into my glass. "That leotard and boots thing always worked for me."
All eyes fell on me before Carter, Justin and Shane fell into fits of giggles.
"Ava, my girl, you are fucking excellent." Shane snorted while holding his fist out for a bump. I hit it meekly before pushing my hair behind my ear.
"I may have to hold you to that," Justin murmured in my ear in a low growl. "I’m pretty goddamn sure I could get the costume off E-Bay."
Lily laughed lightly. “Jesus, Ava, you’re not supposed to encourage them!”
Our starters arrived looking and smelling delicious. As Justin had said the octopus was amazing with a subtle kick of jalapeño. Everyone had something different and we spent the first part of the meal swapping forkfuls and spoonful’s to each other, commenting excitedly on the different flavors, smells and textures of each dish.
"So, Ava, do you have any other little secret super hero fantasies?" Lily smiled finishing her third glass of champagne.
"Um… well…" I glanced at Justin who was looking at me with a small expectant smile on his beautiful face. "I always had a thing for Wolverine from the X-Men."
Shane groaned at the side of me. “How fucking predictable,” he muttered.
I put my glass on the table and stared at him. “Oh and let me guess that your X-Men fantasy was Storm and Phoenix together in their Lycra outfits doing the nasty?”
Shane’s face dropped and turned a subtle shade of pink.
I rolled my eyes and picked my glass back up, “How very fucking predictable!”
Carter blew a raspberry through his lips and slapped Shane’s shoulder as Justin laughed louder than I’d ever heard him and Lily high-fived me across the table.
"She’s got you figured, man," Carter laughed.
Justin pulled me to him with his arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple.
"Excellent," he whispered against my blushing face.
Our main meals arrived and were as beautifully presented as our starters and tasted even better. The sea bass fell apart as soon as I placed my fork near it and the spring vegetables were crunchy and seasoned perfectly. Again forks and spoons were passed around the table with ‘ooh’s,’ ‘ah’s’ and the occasional ‘fuck me.’ It was the best meal that I had ever had and would have quite happily dined on it forever.
Shane was the only one who ordered dessert which was hot chocolate fondue, marshmallows, biscotti and bananas which he allowed me to have a taste of. If I could have dined on the main course forever then I could have bathed in the chocolate fondue forever too.
By 11:30 we had eaten, drunk and talked ourselves into a happy place. I knew that I should have been feeling tired but my body was quite happy for it to be 3:30 in the afternoon.
"We’re going to have to go to bed," Lily muttered.
"Whoa, whoa," Justin muttered, "TMI, Lily, fuck!"
Lily laughed at his expression. “I meant because it’s late and we have a long day tomorrow, brother of mine.”
"Oh," he smiled and winked at her before looking at me. "You ready to hit the hay?"
I shrugged. “Not really but I suppose I better had, otherwise I won’t move tomorrow.”
"Well, I was thinking we could save the tourist thing till Friday, you know, see the sights for your birthday?"
I froze and placed my glass back on the table.
Justin laughed at the side of me. “Don’t panic, Ava. It’s just a little sightseeing.”
I smiled a tight smile and nodded at him slowly.
"What is it with you and birthdays anyway?" Shane grinned.
I shrugged again. “I just don’t like them,” I answered. “It’s just another day to me.”
"I love birthdays," Carter smirked. "Presents, attention, drink, what’s not to love?"
"That’s your life now, dipshit," Justin laughed.
We left the restaurant and headed back to the hotel after Justin had settled the bill.
I couldn’t imagine what the total was but I knew it would have been fairly obscene. When we got back to the floor, I left Justin and went to my room to grab my pajamas, toiletry bag and a change of clothes. I hurried back to his suite and smiled when I saw him at on the suede sofa with a glass of bourbon in his hand. He gestured to me to take it which I did.
"It might help you get to sleep," he smiled.
I sipped it and shivered as the warm liquor slid down my throat. He walked towards me and leaned in for a soft kiss.
"Mm," he smiled, "Ava and Bourbon."
We stood for a moment before he took hold of my hand and led me to the conservatory at the back of the suite which was decorated with hundreds of black and white sketches and drawings of horses and carriages and turn of the century gentlemen. Leading me through, Justin opened a large glass door. The sounds of the city hit my ears and the cool air snaked down into my lungs.
"Come here," he smiled pulling me gently to the edge of the patio to look over. "You can’t see it too well now but that’s Hyde Park." He gestured across the road. "I thought we could take a walk there at some point."
"That sounds lovely." I smiled tightening my grip on his hand.
He turned and smiled at me, pushing my hair behind my ear.
His eyes looked sleepy as they travelled across my face, “Bed?” I asked softly.
He chuckled. “That’s fairly forward, Miss Bell.” I felt my cheeks grow hot.
"No, no I meant…" I shuffled on my feet. "I meant to sleep."
He laughed again and took my hand leading me back through to the suite. We placed our drinks on the glass table and made our way back through to the bedroom. Justin started getting undressed as I went to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my teeth. After putting on my white wife beater and blue shorts, I went back to the bedroom.
Justin was sat against the headboard with his right arm stretched behind his head. His eyes widened and a low rumble emitted from his chest. I immediately looked down at myself imagining that I had toilet paper stuck to some part of me.
"What?" I asked turning around and lifting my feet.
"Ava," he muttered. "When you said we were coming to bed to sleep I thought you were being serious."
I frowned at him. “I was,” I answered.
"Then why the fuck, are you wearing that?" He nodded to my outfit.
I looked down at myself. “You like?” I smirked.
"Hell yeah," he smiled.
He pushed the covers down at the side of him and I hurried around and climbed in, groaning at the feel of the covers. I giggled to myself as I realized I hadn’t noticed how fantastically wonderful the bed actually was.
He pulled me to him and pushed his arm around my shoulders. I nuzzled into his chest letting my hand stroke across his stomach. He squeezed me to him and breathed deeply as my head nestled under his nose.
"Are you sleepy?" he asked rubbing my arm.
"Not really," I answered letting my lips graze his nipple. I smiled as I felt him shiver against me. "Why?"
"I just thought that maybe we could talk." I pulled my head back and looked at him.
"Yeah," he smiled.
"Ok," I chuckled. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Stuff," he answered softly.
He pulled away from me and placed his pillow at his side and laid himself over it, staring at me with a small grin.
I did the same and chuckled at the expression on his face.
"So," I muttered.
"What did you think when I helped you up off the floor at your interview?"
I blinked a couple of times completely taken aback by the question. “Huh?”
Justin chuckled. “You heard.”
"Um… I don’t really…"
"Ava," he grinned.
"Honestly." I took a deep breath as he nodded slowly.
I had told him that I was going to be as honest with him as I could after the Brynn photo shoot fiasco “I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life. You took my breath away.”
I looked down at my hand that was holding the pillow and swallowed hard. I felt his fingers under my chin and he raised my face to his. He planted a soft kiss on my lips.
"Wow," he smiled against me.
I cleared my throat gently. “Not what you were expecting?” I asked.
"No," he shook his head. "But it was very similar to what I thought when I saw you." I felt my lungs tighten at his words. I looked between his eyes looking for any hint of joking or dishonesty but saw nothing but truth.
"Yeah, well," I smiled meekly, "that’s because you got a flash of my underwear."
He laughed lightly and nodded, “Wow, I’m so transparent.” I laughed with him.
I felt the tension of the conversation shift slightly. “Your turn,” he smiled.
"Oh," I started.
I had no idea what I wanted to ask him, what I wanted to know. Well, no that’s not true, I had so many things that I wanted to ask but there was so much that I couldn’t get my brain to focus on just one question.
"Can’t think?" He smiled.
"No," I answered honestly. "You caught me off guard."
"I’m sorry," he whispered. "I just thought that we could share a little. I said that we had a lot to learn about each other so I thought that this could be a chance for us to open up."
His voice was so small and adorable that I couldn’t help moving over to him and kissing him hard on the mouth. I suddenly thought of a question that had been bugging me since the night it had happened.
"Why did you leave the Fox dinner and get drunk?"
He looked a little surprised at my question. Did he remember me finding him in the garden nursing a bottle of whiskey?
This time he cleared his throat. “Um… many reasons,” he answered shifting the pillow under his head.
"Such as," I pressed enjoying the fact that he was now the one who was uncomfortable.
"Well, firstly because I fucking hate those things anyway." He smiled but his face quickly became serious. "But mostly I left because you danced with Tom."
His eyes dropped from mine and rested on my hands that were curled around my pillow. “When I offered my hand to you, you looked so…” he trailed off. “But when he offered you his hand you took it without question.”
He took a deep breath that blew across my face when he exhaled.
"Oh," I murmured.
I was completely speechless. Was he really so hurt that I had danced with Tom that he felt he had to leave?
"Not the answer you were expecting?" He smiled warily.
"No," I whispered. "Why did it hurt you so much that I didn’t dance with you?"
He laughed down his nose sarcastically, “Because I wanted to be near you.”
Oh. My. God.
"Justin," I sighed moving across the bed and putting my left arm and leg around him pulling him close to me. "If I had known…if you had asked…I can’t…" I couldn’t find the words to explain why I hadn’t danced with him.
At that point I had thought that he hated me with a passion. He had been nothing but rude and standoffish with me since minute one. Knowing now what Justin could think about certain situations, it made sense that he was trying to keep me at arm’s length, keep me away from his dark secrets. But I knew his secrets. He had shared his biggest secret with me even before we had become us and now everything was different.
"I thought you hated me, Justin," I whispered as I stroked the side of his face. "I didn’t understand why you would want to dance with me when you had so clearly despised my being near you."
He smiled then and looked at me square in the eye.
"Ava," he took my hand in his and held it to his lips. "I have never despised you." He kissed each knuckle gently. "And the only thing I ever hated was that I was too chicken shit to be honest with myself about how I saw you."
I had to ask him, “And how did you see me?” I shuffled closer to him, “How do you see me?”
He held my hand to his chest and sighed.
"I saw and still see a beautiful, caring," he pushed my hair behind my ear, "smart, sensitive, honest and brave woman who does not judge, who would do anything for the people that she cares about and who has helped me see that there is more to life than being a star." He paused and smiled while rolling his eyes at his own arrogance. "You’ve opened my eyes," he breathed, "to so much."
He leaned forward and kissed me slowly, a real toe curler that made my heart beat insanely fast. He pulled away all too quickly. “Thank you, Ava.”
I kissed him back sighing into his mouth. His tongue darted out to meet mine and caressed it gently. I could taste him and it was fucking delicious. I wanted more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him flush against me feeling his hands run up the back of my tank top. I moaned quietly and his grip on me tightened.
He chuckled and pulled back slightly catching his breath, “Enough sharing?”
I smiled and nodded slowly, “Enough for now.” I ran my hand through his hair gently.
He smiled and nodded back before throwing his pillow out of the bed. He rolled me over slowly and pressed himself and his desire against me. I smiled knowing that he was nearer to me now than Tom Black or anyone else would ever be.
He had my heart and nothing could change that.
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Chapter 27: Leaving on a Jet Plane
I awoke feeling completely and utterly blissed out.
I was lying on top of Justin on his sofa curled up against his chest with his arm wrapped around me. He was still asleep, breathing deeply through his nose. I didn’t know how long we had been asleep for. Hell, I couldn’t even remember him bringing us in the house that clearly.
All I remembered was being with him in his pool loving the sensation of having his body pressed against mine and feeling happier than I ever have done in my entire life. I hadn’t even realized that I was that tired while we were in the pool, but thinking back over the last couple of days it wasn’t that surprising that I was feeling a little bit sleepy.
We had had our first heated discussion yesterday and while I had felt utterly heinous during the whole fight, I knew that since it had happened I had felt a whole lot better. I had cried and he had held me to him, whispering words of comfort and apology in my ear.
We had needed to clear the air and since we had I had realized that I felt a lot calmer, almost as if the words that we had exchanged had broken down an invisible wall of miscommunication that had been built between us. What was happening between us was so new and scary but as he had touched and caressed my tears away I knew that we were in it together.
He had told me that he had thought of me and only me while he was with Brynn. He had touched my face, my lips and my body during the photo shoot and not hers. The feeling of relief that had washed over me as he had said those words was incredible. I knew that I had to be more honest with him about my feelings and I had told him that I would make sure that I would be as open with him as much as I could. I wasn’t a naturally verbose person anyway but I knew how important it was to him that I told him my feelings about occasions such as the fucking car crash that was the bastard photo shoot.
So I had decided to do my utmost in regards to confessions of the heart.
I owed him that.
I looked up at his face and smiled. I could never get bored of watching Justin sleep. He looked so beautiful and so peaceful that it broke my heart. I planted a soft kiss on his chest and smiled as he tightened his arm around me. I was utterly ecstatic that I was going to London with him. Since I had heard about the trip and had started to consider Alyssa’s reactions to the request of changing my contract I had been on pins.
The thought of having to see Justin off on a plane across the world without me filled me with dread. I wouldn’t have been able to function much without him near me. It was a dangerous admission to make but the truth was that I was becoming so used to him being near me that every time he was away from me for an extended period of time, like this morning, I became uncomfortable and edgy.
I looked at the clock to see it was 3:30pm.
I remembered Justin saying something about the flight being at 1am. I snuggled against him gently at the realization that we didn’t have to move for a while and smiled wider at the thought of being with him like this for the next five days. I was totally shocked that Alyssa had agreed to let me go but absolutely thrilled too. To be with Justin anywhere in the world was utter heaven in my eyes, but the fact that we were going to London made it all the more exciting.
My phone vibrating wildly on the coffee table made Justin jump and groan. I stretched across him as he rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands and grabbed the phone to my ear.
"Ava, its Lily how’s the packing coming along?" Her voice was urgent and direct.
"Um… actually…" I stuttered.
"Don’t tell me you haven’t started yet, Ava, because seriously I’ll come over there and do it myself!"
"She will too," Justin mumbled into my shoulder obviously able to hear every word that his sister was saying.
"That’s ok, Lily, really, I’m sure that I can manage myself."
"Oh really is that right? What are you planning on taking with you?" She paused as I took a breath. I realized that I was unable to answer her as my head had disappeared into the wardrobe upstairs and was frantically trying to figure out what would be the best outfits to take.
Justin chuckled against me and shook his head slowly. I pushed up from him cursing his lack of assistance under my breath.
"Exactly, Ava," she cried. "You, like my brother, are completely useless when it comes to things like this." She sighed heavily down the phone. "I’ll be over at 7." I tried to argue but the dial tone rang down my ear.
I exhaled loudly through my lips and threw my phone back on the table.
"Would it be enough of an explanation if I just said… Lily?" Justin smiled sleepily at me.
"Jesus," I sighed shaking my head. "What is her deal, O.C.D, A.D.D?"
Justin laughed lightly rubbing my back with the palm of his hand. “Couldn’t tell you, babe,” he smiled. “She’s been like that her whole life. I think it’s a control thing, but I’m not sure.” I laughed at his sarcasm.
"Yeah control is right!" I kissed his chest again. "I absolutely adore her but Carter must be mad to be able to stand that in large doses?"
He sighed and nodded, “Must be.”
"She’s coming at 7," I moaned burying my face into his side.
"Yeah I heard," he grinned kissing my hair. "The best advice I can give you is leave her to it. She’ll be fine once she’s done it for you."
"Justin, I can’t let your sister pack for me for Christ’s sake."
"Honestly, Ava, trust me on this. Shane, Carter and I have scars from trying to interfere with her suitcase packing." He nodded and raised his eyebrows. "She can be one scary little wacko when she gets going."
I breathed in and exhaled loudly. “Ok,” I conceded. “But I get to check everything she puts in my suitcase.” I pointed my finger at him as he held his palms up in mock surrender.
"That’s between you two, Ava, I’m out of it."
He laughed and moved me so he could stand up. He stretched and moaned loudly as he did. His hair had dried from the pool and was fabulously messy.
"You look so adorably crumpled." I smiled snuggling into the warm patch he’d left on the sofa.
"Thank you, Miss Bell." He grinned leaning down to me. "And may I just say how fucking sexy you are looking right now."
He kissed me slowly, teasing my mouth with his tongue. I stroked his stomach letting my fingers dance under the waist band of his shorts.
"Mm," he sighed as he lifted from me. "I need to use the bathroom, then have a shower and then make you something to eat." He touched his index finger to my nose and smiled.
"Why don’t I make us something while you’re in the shower?" I asked with a frown.
"Because my gorgeous girl you can have a shower while I make you something. Just relax." He kissed me again and headed for the stairs, running up them without a sound. "Oh and Ava," he shouted from the top of the stairs.
"Yeah," I replied lifting my head from the sofa.
"Make sure you’ve got your passport ready. I think it’s in your bag." I heard him chuckle as he opened his bedroom door.
How the hell did he know that?
It was the one occasion that I was happy that I was so fucking paranoid. The day that the apartment had burnt down my passport could have been lost among whatever else was lost when the damn thing went up in flames. My mother had always taught me to always plan for the worst so I had always carried my birth certificate, drivers license and passport with me at all times. Christina frequently told me that it was stupid and dangerous to carry all of them in one bag so I had taken to carrying my license in the pants of whatever I was wearing, but always kept the passport and birth certificate in my bag.
I wandered over to my bag and started searching. It wasn’t long till I put my hands on it. I glanced quickly at the photograph and cringed. 16 was not a good age for me. I wandered over to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. I placed myself back on the couch and picked up my phone. I knew that Christina would be working and that Alyssa would be watching her like a hawk as normal so I thought it safer to send her a text.
Hey best friend of mine, guess where I’m going at 1am tomorrow morning? A x
It was two minutes before she replied.
Hell in a rowing boat? C ;p
I laughed as I text her back.
Yeah! You in? A x
I smiled at her quickness of response.
I’m already there baby – Satan is officially female with curly blonde hair and big tits! Who knew!?
I frowned knowing that Alyssa would be putting Christina through hell while I wasn’t there. We made no secret of the fact that the two of us in the office were a tag team. Christina watched my back and she watched mine. I hated that I wasn’t there to protect her.
Justin has contacts… seriously who the fuck would miss her?
I could almost hear her voice through her next message.
Well I’m sure Trojan would be devastated – their stock would plummet – other than that… so come on, the suspense is killing me, Bell face!? C x
I couldn’t keep the smile from my face as I text my reply.
London baby! ;)
I sipped my water while I waited for my phone to buzz.
Wow honey that is so awesome! V. jealous! C x
Well that was a little too blasé for even Christina. Maybe she was being watched by the Wicked Bitch of the Breasts?
I know! V. excited. Can’t believe A. has allowed it! Has she had a lobotomy or some shit?
I heard Justin’s bedroom door shut and his footsteps bang down the stairs.
Not sure, will do thorough investigation of possible explanations at all local veterinary surgeries! Someone is bound to know something! C x
I laughed loudly and typed back a quick reply.
Good plan! I’ll text you when I get there honey. Miss u lots A x
Justin sat down next to me and kissed my neck.
Miss u too, Ava! Take care and enjoy it. Speak to u when u get bk! x
I sighed and threw my phone onto the table.
"Is everything ok?" Justin asked rubbing my knee gently.
"Yeah," I replied leaning my head against his shoulder. "That was Christina. I was just telling her about London."
"Yeah," I answered. "She didn’t seem too surprised. Maybe she knew that Alyssa would give in?"
He rubbed my shoulder and kissed my hair.
"Maybe," he answered quietly. "Why don’t you go and get in the shower and I’ll make you something to eat?" I turned to him and kissed him hard on the lips.
"Ok," I whispered as I pulled away. "Mm you smell so good, Justin."
I put my nose to the white button down shirt he was wearing and took a large breath of him. It was masculine and musky, deep and rich with a hint of something citrus. His body wash had mixed with the smell of a cologne I couldn’t identify.
Needless to say the name ‘The Panty Soaker’ wouldn’t have been altogether inappropriate!
He chuckled and stroked my face, “All the better for luring you in my dear.” I lifted from the sofa and made my way to the stairs.
"What are you making for me?" I smiled.
"It’s a surprise," he grinned with a wink.
Yep ‘The Panty Soaker’ it is!
I came down the stairs, showered and dressed, to be greeted by the smell of garlic, white wine and a cacophony of different herbs. My mouth started watering as soon as it hit my nose. I walked into the kitchen to see Justin standing by the stove with a metal lid in his hand.
"Wow, Justin what is that smell?" I licked my lips subconsciously as I sat at the breakfast bar.
He turned and smiled at me over his shoulder. “It’s my steamed mussels in spicy garlic sauce.”
"Well, it smells all sorts of awesome." I grinned. "What’s in it?"
He placed a wooden spoon into the sauce and with his hand underneath it to catch any spills and brought it over to me, blowing on it as he did. He motioned with the spoon towards my mouth and I licked the spoon slowly. I closed my eyes and hummed through my lips.
"God that’s heavenly," I murmured, "garlic, Tabasco and pepper?"
He nodded and raised his eyebrows. “Very good,” he smiled leaning over the counter to kiss me.
He went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of white wine. He poured half of it into the pan and then grabbed two glasses and filled them up. He passed one to me and chinked his glass to mine.
"To London," he smiled. I felt my face blush at the excitement of the trip. I nodded slowly and took a sip from my glass.
"You look beautiful by the way, Miss Bell." He smiled gently looking down at my green strapless top and black trousers.
I rubbed my hands down my trousers and smiled back at him. “Thank you, Mr. Bieber. You don’t look too shabby yourself.”
The truth was he looked like a fucking god. The white shirt that he was wearing was rolled up at the sleeves showing off the tan of his forearms. His jeans were dark blue and matched the stitching on the pocket of the shirt.
"Why don’t you take a seat outside and I’ll bring dinner out to you?" He leaned his head to the side and smiled his crooked smile.
I rolled my eyes and smiled at his blatant attempts at coercion and picked up the two glasses and headed out the French windows. He had set the table out with cutlery, napkins, a bowl filled with crusty bread and a cushion on each chair. I placed myself down taking another sip of my wine and waited for him. He was out with a plate full of mussels for me less than five minutes later.
"Help yourself to bread, Ava. It’s amazing when it’s soaked in the sauce."
I nodded and smiled at him as I watched him start to eat his meal. The food was incredible and like he said the bread with the sauce was borderline orgasmic. We hardly spoke as we ate, reveling too much in the taste of the meal. The garlic was just potent enough and the Tabasco sauce gave just the right amount of kick.
I sucked gently on the last mussel shell and placed it onto my dish with my knife and fork. I sat back and rubbed my stomach gently with both hands.
"Well, I’ll tell you something, Mr. Bieber, that was without doubt the best meal I have eaten for a long time." He laughed and sipped his wine.
"I’m glad you enjoyed it," he grinned.
"I had no idea you could cook like that." I smiled at him. "Is it your own recipe?"
He shook his head and sipped his wine again, his eyes never leaving mine. He placed his glass on the table and sighed gently. “It was my mother’s.”
I nodded slowly detecting something different about his tone. I left his words hanging in the air for a moment before I broke the silence.
He laughed a breath gently down his nose and shook his head.
"Not Pattie," he answered.
He was silent again. His eyes dropped to the table and he took a deep breath. He had never, ever mentioned his real parents to me before and I had never asked about them. Knowing what I did about Justin I knew that he would tell me whatever he needed to when he was ready.
He took a deep breath and clenched his fist around his wine glass. “Ava…”
I didn’t let him finish. “Justin.”
I shook my head gently and placed my hand over his. “It’s ok.” I smiled.
He exhaled slowly and nodded back at me. I didn’t want him to feel pressured in sharing his stories with me when the timing was so clearly off. I wanted more than anything for him to share everything with me and I knew he would eventually, as I would with him, but tonight was about us now not then.
"Not tonight, baby," I whispered as I squeezed his hand. I watched as his eyes closed slowly and a breath of relief left his lips.
I got up from my seat and knelt down in front of him clasping his hands in mine. “Justin?” He opened his eyes slowly and looked at me. They were moist and were tinged with sadness.
"Justin, it’s ok." I put my hand to his cheek and felt him lean into it before turning his lips and kissing my palm.
"I know, Ava," he answered and a slow smile crept up over his mouth. It was a genuine smile and I felt my chest relax. I reached up and kissed him softly on the lips, the taste of our food lingering on his skin.
"Mm, you taste of mussels and garlic and Tabasco and white wine," I said quickly in a small voice.
He chuckled and kissed me back just as softly.
He pulled away slowly and pushed my hair back from my face looking at me from my forehead to my chin. “What was this for, Justin?” I asked. “Not that I’ve not loved every minute of it but, what’s the occasion?”
He sighed again and looked down at our hands that were on his lap and the flash of sadness moved over his eyes again. He breathed in deeply and shrugged his shoulders.
"It was just to say thank you, Ava," he smiled gently.
I frowned with a smile. “Thank you for what, Justin?”
He shrugged again. I had never seen him so lost for words. He had never looked more vulnerable or more beautiful. “Lots of things, Ava,” he breathed. “Firstly it’s to say thank you for agreeing to come to London with me.”
I laughed gently, “As if I would say no.” I rubbed my thumb over the back of his hand.
"And it’s to say thank you for putting up with all my shit." He gripped my hands firmly in his. "Even before we were…us, you put up with my moods and my fucking bullshit behavior and I want to say thank you."
He leaned down and kissed my left cheek. “Thank you for sticking with me, Ava.” He kissed my right cheek. “And thank you for believing in me.” He placed his lips against mine so softly I almost doubted he had.
I knelt up between his legs and put my arms around his neck pulling his head to my chest resting it under my chin.
"You have nothing to thank me for, Justin," I breathed kissing his hair, "nothing at all."
He nuzzled his face into my neck and breathed in deeply, letting his lips touch my skin gently. He stroked my hair as he whispered my name quietly against me ear.
We sat in that position for a long time. At some point Justin had lifted me from the floor and placed me on his knee where he continued to graze the skin of my neck with his lips in an almost reverent way while my head lay gently on his shoulder. It felt as though we both had so much to say to one another but the contact between us at that moment seemed enough. My heart was so heavy in my chest with the tumult of emotion that I felt for him that I thought that my mouth would suddenly run away with me and tell him how much I wanted him, needed, him and loved him.
But it didn’t.
I knew the time would come but this wasn’t it. This moment was about him knowing that no matter what secrets he had I would be there to listen to them with no judgment or lecture, only support and eventually love.
When the breeze picked up slightly we moved from our position on his seat and started tidying away the plates and the glasses in silence. It was an utterly comfortable silence that rested well with both of us. I washed and he dried and when we had finished we sat back on the sofa, his arms wrapped around me, strong and protective. Justin pressed play on his stereo remote and the sounds of his piano CD started to float around the room.
I smiled as I sipped my wine. “You haven’t changed the CD for a while?”
I thought back to the day that he had first played me his music. It was the day after James had hurt me and the day that Justin and I had shared some of our deepest secrets. It was also the day that we had first made love.
He smiled and looked down at me. “Oh no,” he answered placing his lips on my forehead.
I closed my eyes and laid my head on his stomach. “It’s the most wonderful sound, Justin,” I whispered.
I remembered seeing his fingers playing the notes on the knee of his jeans next to me and how I had thought it to be the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I reached back and grabbed his wrist placing his hand on my stomach.
"Show me the notes, Justin," I breathed feeling my body start to get warm and wet at the thought of his fingers on my skin.
He paused for a moment and pressed a button on the remote. Justin’s version of Debussy’s ‘Clair de Lune’ drifted from the speakers. Slowly his fingers began moving on my stomach. Each movement was soft, graceful and gentle as he played the notes against me. I shifted down further closing my eyes and biting my lip as his other hand played the lower notes against my collar bone.
I could feel heat spread slowly up from my feet, up my calves, to my thighs and caress the skin between my legs. I couldn’t help the small breath that left my mouth as Justin’s hand on my collarbone moved slowly down to my left breast over my clothes. His fingers never stopped the rhythm that they were following and continued to glide with the notes that echoed around the room.
"It’s so beautiful," I breathed running my fingers up his forearm to his bicep and back down again.
“You are beautiful, Ava,” he replied moving his hand further down my stomach.
I lifted my hips slightly suddenly desperate to feel his hands against my pussy. As if he could read my mind and never dropping a note, he slipped his right hand under my trousers and under my panties. He sucked a breath through his teeth as he felt how wet I was just from his touch. His thumb rested at the top of my clit and his index finger at the bottom of it. He placed his middle finger at my entrance and his other two fingers lower still.
I wrapped my hands around his arm and pushed my hips up gently to meet his fingers.
"Oh, Justin… your fingers… you’re playing me.”
I leaned my head back in his lap feeling how turned on he was. I reached back to rub him but he grabbed my wrist to stop me, before resuming his notes on my breast.
The rhythm and notes that he was following meant that his fingers were pressing me in all the right ways. I moaned again as his finger pushed at my pussy but never entered me leaving me gasping. I moved my hips slowly, grinding against his hand trying to get some friction from his palm on me.
"Justin, please… ah… um.”
I was desperate for him to thrust his fingers into me and take me over the edge that I was teetering on, but equally my body was on fire with the slow agonizing movements that his hands were making over my body.
"Ava," he breathed leaning to my ear. "Slow down. Feel the music… let it take you… listen, baby… listen."
I paused, still panting and tried to do what he was telling me to. I listened to the notes and felt the movement of his fingers, his middle finger pressing into me again before backing off. His thumb grazed my clit and then his index finger carried the tingle that it caused all the way down back to his middle finger. I felt the same pattern again and again, listening and feeling.
Every time I felt his middle finger move I lifted my hips to him and sighed as the tip of it pushed into me.
"That’s it, Ava," he sighed kissing my cheek. "Make love to my fingers and the music.”
The rhythm of the music increased as did the movement of his fingers. I raised and lowered my hips again and again feeling my stomach tighten and twist. I was so wet and his fingers started to slide against me, his middle finger going further and further into me with each rotation of the notes.
“Oh, Justin… I’m… oh… ah.
I arched my back and pushed my head harder into his lap as his middle finger pushed all the way into me as he flicked my clit again and again with his thumb.
"Cum, Ava," he groaned.
His words shot down my spine and ripped the orgasm from my stomach. I cried out his name over and over as his fingers continued to play me. My head spun and my lungs erupted with the air that I was holding as I clawed at his arm while thrusting my hips.
"That’s it… fuck… Ava."
Justin’s breathing was erratic and loud as he lowered his lips to my forehead. My breathing started to become more even and his fingers slowed to a stop. I slowly opened my eyes to see Justin’s crooked eyebrow and smile. I stretched and blushed as I put my hands to my face. He removed his hand from me and put his fingers to his lips. I watched open mouthed as he put them in his mouth.
"Mm, the taste of Ava," he grinned. "You can’t fucking beat it."
I laughed lightly. “I’m sorry about that.” I blushed. “I don’t know what happened.”
He put his arms under me and lifted me so that I was sitting on his still very hard lap.
"Ava, stop," he smiled kissing my lips softly. "That was the… sexiest… most erotic… mind-blowing fucking thing I have ever seen."
I smiled meekly and bit my bottom lip hard. I was embarrassed. I wasn’t sure what had come over me. I had just needed his hands on me so much that I would have quite literally taken them against his will and used them myself.
"Really?" I asked pushing my hair behind my ears.
He leaned towards my lips and kissed me hard letting his tongue graze my lips and his hands tangle in my hair. He pulled away leaving me even more breathless.
"Really," he whispered leaning his forehead against mine. "Can I do that shit again sometime?"
I laughed and nodded against him. “Please,” I whispered.
I felt a growl rumble in his chest and his hands grip my ass.
"Is it your turn now?" I smiled reaching down and rubbing his full length through his jeans. He exhaled loudly and leaned his head back against the sofa.
"Mm, fuck yes," he smiled.
I brought my hand up slowly and then pushed against him all the way down kissing him as he moaned into my mouth.
"I want you so much, Ava… I want to feel…" His moans were interrupted by the shrill noise of the front door bell. "Shit! You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?"
We both glanced at the clock to see that it was 7pm exactly. I couldn’t help but giggle.
"Well, at least you locked the door." I grinned kissing him quickly before moving to let his sister in.
Lily was standing on the door step arms filled with bags of god only knows what, tapping her foot like a crazy lady.
"Hey, Lily," I smiled.
She barged past me and headed for the stairs ignoring Justin completely.
"No time to talk, Ava," she shouted over her shoulder. "And don’t interrupt me!"
I looked over to Justin who was lying back nonchalantly on the sofa with a large grin on his face. “Lily?” he explained again.
I shook my head and made to follow her up the stairs. Justin sat up quickly shaking his head.
"Um, Ava, honey, I wasn’t kidding about the scars. You really should just leave her to it." I shook my head and looked at him incredulously.
"Honestly, Justin, are you telling me that she will physically hurt me if I go up there?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes wide. “Demon,” he whispered behind his hand.
"I heard that you fucking idiot!" Lily’s voice was loud and aggressive. "Stay out of my way the pair of you!"
"Can I not even…" I started.
"NO!" She yelled before slamming one of the bedroom doors.
I cringed as the slam shook the house and looked over to see Justin shrugging in a complete I-told-you-so way. I scuttled over to him and sat down next to him on the sofa actually feeling a little afraid of her.
"Your sister is scary," I whispered. Justin laughed and put his arm around me.
"I told you, Ava," he smiled putting the TV on, "demon."
Just under two hours later Lily’s footsteps danced down the stairs. Her face was serene with not a hair out of place or a sweat bead to be seen. She walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, pulled the cap off took a large gulp and sat herself on the chair with her feet up on the glass table.
I looked from her to Justin and back again feeling Justin’s silent laughter shake his chest.
"Lily, are you ok honey?" I asked quietly.
She turned to me and smiled widely. “I’m great, Ava.”
She took another sip of her drink and let out a long sigh. I was utterly flummoxed at her personality shift. It was almost eerie how different she was from when she had first arrived. Justin rubbed my arm as he noticed my expression.
"Hey Shane called, he’s meeting us at the airport." She looked at Justin who nodded back at her.
"He’s pissed because Megan can’t make it," she continued. "That fucking waste of space boss of hers has got some charity event in New York that she just has to attend or some shit.”
I rolled my eyes, “Fucking bitch.”
I had meant to whisper it but it came out a little louder. I felt both Lily’s and Justin’s eyes on me. “Sorry,” I muttered as I shifted in my seat.
"Don’t apologize to me, Ava," Lily smiled. "The woman is a first class fuck rag!"
Justin chuckled behind me and softly kissed my hair. Lily rose from her chair and put her bottle in her bag.
"Ok, kids the car is coming at…"
"11:45," I finished for her. "Taking us to LAX, British Airways Flight 1305, First class out of the Tom Bradley Terminal, tickets and boarding passes are being held until our arrival." Lily looked at me and grinned.
"No shit, Ava," she chuckled. She pointed at Justin, "You should hire this girl." She winked and headed for the front door. "And I swear to god, Bieber, if you so much as sniff around that suitcase I will have your balls as dashboard ornaments!"
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “You too, Bell!” She turned and smiled. “Your flight outfits are also out and ready for you.”
The front door closed and I turned to Justin. “She gave us flight outfits?” I whispered.
He nodded slowly and we dissolved into laughter.
The doorbell rang as the time hit 11:46. I opened the door and let Roger the driver in to carry our bags to the car. Justin and I had both been well behaved and neither one of us had opened the suitcases that Lily had packed for us. I had taken Justin’s passport and put it with my schedule for the premier, knowing that Jane would be there to oversee everything. I was fairly relieved that she was going to be there too. It was one thing working on a premier for the first time in my home town but it was quite another to handle one on the other side of the world.
I double checked my bag and went around the house checking for… well anything that had been forgotten.
"You ok, Ava?" Justin came down the stairs looking utterly delicious in a grey v-neck sweater and stonewash jeans.
"Yeah, just doing my usual O.C.D checks," I smiled. He moved to me and put his arms around my neck.
"Everything is fine. This whole trip is going to be fine." He kissed me softly, "Especially now that you’re coming." I smiled at him as he put his hand in mine and led me out to the car.
His hand stayed in mine in between us on the leather seat of the limo as we set off to the airport. I let my thumb glide over his skin gently, loving that he wanted to touch me as much as I wanted to touch him.
"Ava," he answered smiling at me gently.
"What am I to expect while we’re in London?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I know that we are to remain quiet." I motioned between the two of us with my free hand. "So, does that mean we won’t be together that much?"
He sighed and leaned his head to the side. “Oh, Ava, of course we’ll be together,” he smiled. “We just can’t be together, together.”
He frowned hoping that I understood what he was saying which I did. I felt a twist of unease in my stomach at the thought of being near him and not being able to be really near him.
"We do have the hotel room though." He winked.
I sucked in a quick breath. “I thought I was sharing with Lily?”
He chuckled lightly and brought my hand to his lips kissing my knuckles. “To everyone not in the know you will be.” He smiled again.
I felt my heart thump loudly in my chest and my lungs give a little hiccup of relief. I was going to be able to stay with him for the entire trip. Knowing that I was going to be able to share a bed with him every night made my stomach relax and allowed the little butterflies to start dancing around again.
The terminal was quiet. Shane and two huge security officers were waiting as our car pulled up. He shook Justin’s hand and winked at me as we got out and stood on the sidewalk under the terminal canopy.
"Carter is already here and is already in the bathroom taking his pussy pills," Shane smiled leading us through the entrance.
"Should I ask?" I frowned at him.
"Yeah," he answered. "Carter the all action movie hero is scared shitless of flying!"
He chuckled taking us to security. I handed mine and Justin’s passports over while our hand luggage was checked and our luggage tagged and sent on the conveyor belt. I showed the security documents that Jane had given me, which were scanned through without problem and we were taken to a private lounge at the far end of the terminal. Apart from a few confused looks from other passengers in the terminal our walk through was unhindered.
Lily was sat in the private lounge bar with a bottle of beer and a glum expression.
"What’s up doc?" Justin smiled kissing her on the cheek.
"Carter isn’t doing too well," she groaned. "He took a Xanax an hour ago and he’s panicking because he’s still panicking!" She slapped her palms on her thighs.
He rubbed her shoulder and stifled a giggle. “I’m sure he’ll be fine. Where is he?”
"Bathroom," she murmured pointing through a white set of double doors.
Justin turned to me and winked. “I’ll be back in a second.”
"Can I get you anything?" I asked Lily placing my bag on the table.
She held up her bottle of beer and smiled weakly. I laughed gently and made my way to the bar. I bought three beers knowing that Justin would probably want one too.
"Has he always been scared of flying?" I asked as she sipped from her bottle.
"Yeah, ever since we were kids," she answered. "He gets silly with the anti-anxiety meds though." She rolled her eyes. "If they don’t work as soon as he swallows them he starts!"
The double doors swung open to show Justin with a, very mellow and fairly soft boned Carter hanging onto his shoulder.
"Oh fucking hell, Jazz!" Lily moaned rising from her chair.
Shane roared with laughter and slammed his hand on the bar. “Excellent,” he grinned.
"Shut up, Shane, and help me will ya." Justin smiled.
Shane put Carter’s other arm over his shoulder and helped Justin place him on the sofa.
Lily slapped his face. “Carter Phillips, did you take more meds?”
I couldn’t help but giggle as his head lolled backwards and a huge grin appeared on his face. Slowly but surely he raised his hands and showed two thumbs up.
"Shit that looks like good stuff, Lily, can I have some?" Justin sniggered behind me.
The look that Lily threw him was enough to turn him into salt. Shane laughed and fist bumped Justin’s shoulder.
"I’ll get some water," I smirked walking back to the bar. "Your beers on there," I smiled at Justin.
The water didn’t seem to do much good and Carter’s snores started to get louder and louder. His head was almost moving as if it wasn’t attached to his body.
"Has he done this before?" I whispered to Justin who was still giggling behind his hand.
He nodded quickly, “Every time.”
"It’s a good job you are who you are, Whitlock, otherwise you’d be swimming to sunny ole London!" Shane laughed clicking his heels like Dick Van Dyke.
He had a point. The stewards were less than impressed as Shane and one of the huge security guards carried Carter to his chair in his demi-cabin that they flipped out as a flatbed for him. He rolled over and mumbled something about Thundercats before snoring loudly into his pillow. Lily huffed and settled herself in the chair facing him in the opposite direction.
I felt completely out of place as I looked around the cabin. There were seats and flatbeds everywhere all partitioned off like individual rooms. There were only three other men who were making themselves comfy in their seats.
"Impressed?" Justin smiled. I blushed and pushed my hair behind my ear. "Come on, we’re over here."
"We?" I asked nervously.
"Well, it’s either you or Shane and he snores too loud," he grinned. He took my bag from my shoulder and gestured for me to take a seat.
"Is there anything you want out of here?" He offered me my bag. I nodded and grabbed my iPod and my little pink fob watch. He placed it under my seat and closed the locker door before seating himself across from me with a loud sigh.
"Would you like anything before takeoff, Mr. Bieber?" A young stewardess with the coolest British accent smiled down at Justin.
"Yeah, could I get a cold beer?" He answered with a smile.
"Of course sir," she answered. "And for you, Miss?" She looked at me expectantly.
"Um… same, please, thank you." She nodded and walked away. Justin was smiling stupidly at me.
"Enjoy it, Ava," he grinned. "Relax and enjoy it."
I exhaled and shifted in my seat. “I will I promise,” I answered. “Can we just get in the air first?” He nodded and winked at me.
"What have you got there?" He pointed to my hand that was clasping the fob watch.
I held it up and grinned, “My present.”
He laughed lightly and touched my knee making me jump and look around.
"It’s ok, Ava," he whispered. "No one can see."
"Hey guys," Shane called from his seat. "One of the films they’re showing is Pulp Fiction! How fucking cool is that?" I turned to see Shane doing a lame impression of John Travolta’s Vincent Vega dance. The stewardess that had taken our order eyed him warily as she handed us our beers.
"He was dropped on his head as a child," Justin chuckled by way of explanation.
She nodded and smiled widely, giggling sweetly. I was surprised that my little jealous/protective/get the hell away from him he’s mine bitch monster hadn’t reared itself as the pretty young stewardess wiggled her hips as she walked away from him. I rolled my eyes and took a pull from my beer smiling widely at him. He was so gorgeously unaware of his attractiveness to all women.
"What?" He asked flicking through his own iPod.
"Nothing," I smiled and leaned forward as a thought popped into my head. "I was just thinking…"
"About what?" he asked with his eyes still focused on his iPod. He lifted his beer to his lips and took a long slug.
"About your amazing fingers and how they played my wet pussy today." I whispered it but it didn’t make a difference as Justin started choking on his mouthful of beer.
I giggled as he finally caught his breath and shifted in his seat. “Fuck, Ava,” he warned.
I shrugged my shoulders and feigned innocence with my expression. “What, Justin? No one heard.”
He narrowed his eyes at me and leaned towards me.
"That’s not what I was concerned about," he whispered.
"Mm," he replied. "I was more concerned with the fact that I have a huge fucking hard on for you now and the fact that I might have to deal with it myself while you’re sat there makes me feel a little… turned on."
A smile bright enough to light Las Vegas spread across his face as a small moan crept through my lips at his words.
"Fucker," I murmured focusing back on my own iPod.
He chuckled lightly and sipped his beer before leaning back putting the ear buds of his iPod in. He winked at me and smiled before he closed his eyes. I watched in awe as his fingers tapped out the beat of whatever music it was that he was listening to.
No one had ever made me feel like that before through just a simple touch. I was slowly starting to believe that my body was designed just for him. To respond to him in all the ways he wanted it to, to be wet for him and hot for him. I sat watching him as my iPod, on shuffle, opened with Prince’s ‘Kiss.’ I laughed lightly at the irony of the song.
Fifteen minutes later and the seatbelt sign came on. Justin sat up and removed his ear buds. The stewards gave us the emergency exit speech as we taxied around up the runway and came to a stop. I glanced over at Lily who winked back. Carter was still out for the count. Shane gave me two thumbs up and a huge grin over the partition of his seat. I smiled back before turning to Justin.
"You ok?" He asked leaning forward in his chair.
I nodded, “Yeah.”
"Are you afraid?"
I shook my head and smiled. “No it’s just… nothing its ok.”
"Ava, please tell me," he whispered with a concerned frown.
I felt my face blush at my own stupidity but Justin’s face was as serious as I’d ever seen it.
"It’s just that whenever I used to travel with my mom on a plane we always used to hold hands as the plane took off and as it landed. It was just a security thing. It’s no biggy."
He frowned at me further and watched me as I grabbed the side of my chair as the engines revved.
"Ava," he murmured reaching his hand over the divide. I shook my head and mouthed ‘I’m ok’ but he pushed his hand closer to me. The engines revved again and the plane pushed forward and I grabbed his hand quickly to mine.
He knotted his fingers with mine and didn’t move them until we were in the sky and truly on our way.