I dropped my bag down on the floor and stepped through the open sliding glass doors. Pushing past the gauzy white curtains that gently rose and fell with the breeze.
My eyes fell on the beautifully blue infinity pool that dominated the outside villa of our suite. It’s waters shone like diamonds as they moved smoothly towards the invisible ledge before disappearing into the dazzling abyss that was the Atlantic below…or so it seemed.
Justin was there, floating on a raft. Droplets of waters glistening on his tanned caramel skin. He greeted me without opening his eyes.
“Hey babe…did you spend all my millions?” His voice was soft and lazy. When I told him I was going shopping earlier he had slipped me his American Express and told me to buy whatever I wanted. But it had stayed safely nestled in my wallet. I didn’t feel right about spending his money.
“Yes. And now that you’re flat broke, I’m not sure what you have to offer me any longer.” I sighed, relaxing down into a lounge chair.
He smiled and turned in my direction, peeking at me slyly out of the corner of one eye. “Oh now Krystle… I bet you can think of a few things that I can offer you.”
I laughed, “You’re right…I guess we still have that.”
He nodded and closed his eyes once more, satisfied. “So, get anything good? Anything for me?”
“Just kind of window shopped…I did get a new bikini though.” I slipped off my shoes and stretched out properly.
He looked at me once again, eyebrows raised, “So you did get something for me …well lets see it then. Go change.”
I stood and headed into the room without a second thought. I always gave Justin what he wanted without a second thought. Everyone did.
I pulled my sundress up over my head and grabbed the bathing suit out of its bag, throwing my hair up into a messy bun before pulling the bottom up over my hips and tying the strings.
As I slipped into the top, adjusting the tiny triangles of fabric over my breasts Justin’s voice floated into me.
“You know you might want to just save time and come out naked…you could tell me about the bikini later.”
I stepped back outside and did a little dance for him. He watched as though I were covered in whipped cream instead of a simple pink bikini.
“Turn around for me.”
I twirled slowly, swaying my ass just to get a rise out of him. It worked.
“Come here…” He demanded gently, his voice betraying his thoughts.
I moved to the pool and stepped in. The water was perfect as I slid through it, making my way towards him. He waited rather than meeting me halfway. Floating patiently on his raft, knowing I would come to him.
When I finally reached him, he slipped into the water and pulled me into a deep slow kiss. My body relaxed into his as I gave myself over to him. Sometimes I wished it wasn’t so easy for him to get what he wanted from me, but most of the time I didn’t care.
His tongue, soft and wet, slipped into my mouth and danced along my own gently as my eyes drifted closed.
“I hate this,” he whispered, tugging softly on the bikini’s string, “Take it off.”
“You do not.” I laughed in a whisper.
“No, you’re right I don’t, but I prefer what’s underneath.”
“I bet you do.” I slid my hand down the front of his swimming trunks to greet his cock, which was already hard and throbbing under my touch.
“I do.” In one swift motion he pulled the bikini top up and off of me, throwing it over the side of the pool.
I rushed to the edge just in time to watch it float down to the deserted beach below only to be washed away by waves seconds later.
“Justin!” I splashed water in his direction. “I just bought that!” My breast bobbed completely exposed in the water. My nipples still hard as glass from his kiss just moments ago.
“So. I’ll buy you another.” He scooped me into his arms again. I tried to remain irritated but it was impossible with his lips trailing the soft skin of my neck.
“I’m still mad at you.” My attempt at sounding angry failing miserably.
“Aw c’mon Krystle…don’t be mad at me.” He pretended to pout in the most adorably sexy way.
I turned away from his kiss, happy to have the upper hand for once.
“Want me to make it up to you?” He teased, piquing my curiosity.
“What did you have in mind, Bieber?” My name for him when I was pretending to be angry.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and moved towards the edge of the pool. Lifting me out of the water and settling me gently onto the polished wooden deck that surrounded the water.
He remained in the pool, looking up at me with a naughty smile playing upon his lips.
He slid his hands up my thighs and slid the bottom of my bikini down, tossing them over his shoulder without a second glance. He cupped his hands around my knees and gently moved my legs apart.
He placed a single delicate kiss on the inside of my thigh…”Still mad?”
“Very.” I whispered with a smile, my voice shaking slightly with anticipation.
“Oh…I’m really going to work hard for your forgiveness then aren’t I?” He looked up at me once more, licking his plumps lips…teasing me.
“Yes you are…” I teased back. “Very hard.”
He began to trail soft kisses up along the inside of my thigh slowly…so slowly.
I was growing more desperate with each caress of his kiss…the warmth of his breath against my skin, still cool and dripping from the pool was nearly unbearable.
And when I looked down to find him watching me intently, his warm chocolate brown eyes burning into my own I thought it was more than I could take. But sensing my desperation somehow, he lifted his mouth away from my flesh for just a moment to calm me. The soft “Shhhh” that slipped from his mouth causing chills to course through my body at an alarming speed.
He brought his mouth to me at last. His breath falling warmly against my swollen clit, as he gazed up at me once more.
"Do you want me to make you cum, Krystle?"
A frustrated gasp of need burst past my lips in response, but he didn't give in.
"Krystle," he repeated softly, still hovering just above the place that was so desperate for his kiss. "Do you want me to make you cum?"
"Yes!" I panted, tugging at his hair, trying fiercely to pull him to me. But he held fast until at last I gave in and begged without an ounce of shame.
"Oh god Justin...please! Please make me cum! Please!"
With that, he placed a single delicate kiss upon my aching clit. A kiss so gentle I could barely feel it, and yet I cried out with relief anyway.
His tongue began to sweep against me...tiny laps that gained in strength and speed as my moans of pleasure grew louder.
My hips rose to meet his kiss, and I pulled his hair harder drawing him closer and closer to me until his wet, silky mouth had closed around me completely, sucking my clit past his lips as I rocked against him.
"Justin yes! Oh my god...Suck it Justin..." I purred, the sun warming my body deliciously as he licked my pussy with greater and greater urgency.
I rose up on my elbows to watch, the sight of his plump pink tongue spiraling over my clit mesmerizing me completely. I could feel his breath growing heavier against me, as his arm moved at a rhythmic pace and I realized with a rush of lust that he was stroking his cock beneath the water as he brought me closer and closer to orgasm.
I was more turned on then I had ever been before. My entire body ached with desire as Justin continued to lick and suck my pussy with amazing determination.
"I want you to cum Justin..." I moaned, barely able to speak. "I want you to cum for my while you lick my pussy."
I was never this forward and out of control, but the thought of his hand wrapped around his thick cock while his face was buried between my legs was almost more than I could take.
Suddenly he reached up with his right hand and, spreading my lips apart, set about covering my desperate clit with quick flicks of his tongue. Working in just the right spot until my body was shaking with pleasure and I was screaming his name.
I could feel the vibrations of his moans as I drew my hips up and down, fucking his face furiously, and I knew he was cumming too. Jerking his hot, creamy seed into the cool waters of the pool as I released and gushed into his mouth and down his chin as he greedily lapped it up, obviously afraid to miss even a drop of me.
He continued to drag his tongue along in soft gentle strokes until I my body relaxed into a content, dreamy haze. He rested his head against me while he caught his breath for a moment before looking up at me, his eyes soft and sleepy, smiling like a naughty little boy...
"Now I've gone and ruined my dinner...but I've always preferred dessert anyway."