"Yay, I'm a mommy" I joked,
"Yeah. I'm a daddy" he kissed my lips with Esther still in the middle of us,
"You're my daddy" I licked my lips making Justin want me, he bought me close to him, slamming his lips into mine,

"The things you do to me Bethany, you don't even know you do them. Just the thought of you, makes my whole world turn upside down, I really love you, you're the smoke to my high baby girl" he resumed kissing me,

"Mm" I moaned into his mouth, looking down at his lap, his crotch had suddenly become more defined,
"Why'd you stop baby girl?" He asked me,
"Your lap" I pointed down to his crotch area,

"Shit. This is what you do to me" he grabbed a pillow to cover up his boner,
"Mhm" I chuckled while he ran up to the restroom.

Later that day~
"Bethany make sure you look after Justin while I'm gone, make sure he goes to sleep on time, and make sure he doesn't eat out too often" Justin smirked when his mom said 'make sure he doesn't eat out too often' he has such a dirty mind.

"Yes Miss Malette, I got him under control" I winked at Justin,
"Good, well I'm off to the Bahamas, I'll see you in three weeks time" she blew kisses to me and Justin "oh and there is money underneath that kitten ornament, don't forget to feed Esther, love you" she added before leaving,

"Home alone, what should we do first?" I said innocently,
"I'm thinking sex" he climbed up on top of me, I pushed him off,
"No. I'm still sore from last night, I don't wanna keep fucking, can we just go out for dinner, like a normal couple?" I pulled him next to me,

"Yeah, good idea" he walked to the door grabbing our jackets,
"Yay" we walked into the warm night air, and hopped into his car.
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"Hello what would you like to order?" The waitress asked, twirling her blinding platinum blond hair around her finger, clearly flirting with my boyfriend,

"I would like the chicken Alfredo pasta, with a bottle of your finest wine" Justin perked up when the waitress by her name 'Jessica' used her elbow to push her push-up bra further up, making her boobs look bigger and mine incredibly smaller,

"And for you?" She stared at me like I was a fucking kid,
"I'll have Lobster in a sautéed sauce and I'll share the wine, thank you " I looked up at her, as she scribbled the order on her tiny notepad,

"That's all?" She brushed her hair up into a ponytail, popping her gum, what the hell is a slag like her doing in such a nice place like this?
"Yeah" I said, wanting her to leave.

After about two minutes, the waitress came back with our drink, she bent over in front of Justin her boobs practically in his face while she poured the wine, I held back my anger when I caught Justin staring at her,

"I'll be back with your food, want anything else?" We shook our heads, as she swivelled around and shook her ass while walking off, I caught Justin staring once again, I felt anger rage up inside me,

"Are you alright?" He asked me, putting his hand over mine,
"Y-yeah, yeah I'm fine" I lied moving my hand away, holding back on how pissed off I felt,

"Okay" he watched as a few minutes later the slag came back with our food,
"Enjoy, you want me to cut that up for you?" She flirted with Justin,

"What? Are you gonna chew it up and eat it for him too then?" I retorted while she mumbled a quick 'whatever' before walking off once again,

"Are you sure you're alright? You look really mad" he dug deeper into me,
"I said I'm fine Justin" I snapped, wishing we'd never come to this stupid restaurant.
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I was so pissed off with that waitress flirting with Justin, and him actually responding by staring at her.
I immediately got out of the car, slamming it, hard, then entered the house,

I went up to now me and Justin's room and sat on the bed, thinking furiously as to why hasn't he apologized yet.
I heard the door open, Justin entering, "baby girl" he calls not getting a response, or even gaining my attention,

He came over and sat next to me, pulling my face slowly into his so I could look at him "baby Sorry" he cooed, gaining a eye roll from me, "baby girl don't ignore me, even though it is so fucking sexy when you're mad at me" he whispered
seductively in my ear "I want you" he growled,

"No. Why don't you just fuck that waitress you flirted with back at the restaurant?" I asked coldly,
"Baby girl because she is not my girl, you are" and with that he leant in kissing me softly, I struggle for a moment trying not to surrender, but his lips were too -- to resist, and that tongue of his, works magic.

He pushes me back on the bed, hovering over still kissing me, he tugged at my shirt indicating he wanted to take it off. I nodded in approval, while he takes it off, he works his way over my bra, kissing down my neck, then he kissed below my jaw, swirling his tongue, he then pulls down my trousers.

So much for no sex.

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