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He must have let his jaw drop because all the men in the room were staring at him.
"I don't think that is a good idea." He advised.
"I do, I feel much better, me and Justin have made up, and I am ready to go back to the hotel and make up." She wiggled her eyebrows at the elderly man. She was in an extremely good mood. Her and Justin had made up and she knew she could let him touch her now. The doctor's face turned a very bright shade of red and all the jaws in the room dropped. She looked around innocently. "You'd all want to, too. Don't try to fool me." She giggled.
"I'll get you some release papers. I'll be right back." The doctor made a beeline for the door. Lance handed Tiffany the drink he had brought her. He thought it may have been rude to interupt her and the doctor so he had been waiting for him to leave. Justin looked down at Tiffany.
"Are you sure you're ok?" He questioned. She had never been this upfront.
"I feel great. We made up, I'm traveling the country with someone I love, and did I mention we made up?" She pulled him toward her by the hand she was holding. When he was close she whispered into his ear. "I get you all day, got it?" His face was about to match the doctor's. He burried his face in her neck so noone could see him.
"Got it." His warm breath tickled her neck.
"You are such a tease. No don't even say it. I know you put out. I have had the pleasure of experiencing it." She said almost inaudable to even him. He was feeling very good now. He stood up straight with his chest stuck out a little. She picked up the drink and took a few sips. "Thank you, Lance." She said as she replaced it on the bedside table. She looked at Joey. "Could you look in that cabinet there," She pointed to the one he was sitting by, "and see if my clothes are in there?" He was successful and handed her clothes to her. She stood up and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the hospital gown she was wearing.
"Is she always that-" Jc started.
"No, but I like it." Justin beamed.
"I know it's sexy, huh?" Joey smiled. Justin shoot him a look.
"Don't even think about it. She is mine." He looked around at all the guys. They playfully all muttered damns and shits.
"Does she have a sister?" Joey asked playfully.
"No but she has a brother." Justin smiled. "His name is Joey in fact. I like him a lot. You should all meet him when we get back. He plays the father for Tiffany. He has every since-" They all nodded thier heads and he knew that they knew what he was talking about. Tiffany walked into the room. She reclaimed her place on the bed and looked around at all the guys.
"Justin won't let me steal you from him." Joey fake pouted. Tiffany suddenly got a gleam in her eye.
"You know what, you remind me a little of my brother. His name is Joey, too. You should all meet him when we get back. I think you would like him." They all laughed at her and she looked around defensivly. "What?"
"Justin just told us that." JC laughed.
"Oh, he wasn't being mean was he?" She joked as he joined her on the bed and wrapped her in his arms.
"Of course, not." He said lowly into her ear. The doctor returned with the release papers and soon Tiffany and Justin were alone in her hotel room.
Justin pulled her into his arms and nuzzled his head into her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair.
"I love you." She said as he started kissing her neck in response. He paused to return the sentiment then started agian. First lightly then a little harder. He continued to do it as she let out little moans of pleasure. "Justin, I am not going to be able to stand much longer." He led her to the bed and laid her down gently. He laid on top of her and continued to kiss her neck fiercly. When her moans became fewer and further apart he kissed a trail across her collar bone. She ran her hands across his back. Trying to grip something. She was in pure pleasure. He was being so loving and intimate. He slowly removed her shirt and kissed along every edge of her bra. He knew he was teasing her and he loved to watch her squirm. Her ran his hands underneath her back and to the clip of her bra. He let them linger there while he kissed her neck once more. He unhooked her bra and pulled the straps from under her back. He left it still covering her while he kissed her passionatly. He let his tongue touch every surface of her mouth. He pulled away and nibbled on her lower lip. He ran his tongue across it when he was done. He lifted her bra and tossed it onto the floor. He kissed every inch of the newly exposed area slowly. He ran his hands down her sides and unbottoned and unzipped her pants. He didn't remove them just left them open. He kissed a trail down her stomache and lingered around her belly botton. He ran his tongue around it and nibbled on the sensative flesh. She let a moan escape her lips. He felt his lips vibrate from the noise. Soon he was back at her lips for a kiss. He was kissing her while she was taking off his shirt. She reached down as far as she could and unbottoned his pants. She couldn't reach far enough to take them off. She moved his head to the side and kissed his neck. "Take them off." She whispered softly but sternly into his ear. He did as he was told.
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He pulled her closer to him out of habit. Sometimes when he awoke he was surprised she could breathe. He was usually holding her as close as possible. He kissed a trail across the back of her shoulder.
"Good morning, Angel." He said leaving his lips agianst her skin so the vibrations would run through her body.
"mmm good morning." She turned her head to kiss him. He had tears in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" She sat up abruptly.
"I missed you."
"When, while you were asleep?" Her eyebrows creased in confusion.
"No when you were mad at me."
"Aaaww, baby, I'm sorry."
"Don't be, I deserved it. It made me releaze how much you mean to me."
"You are such a sweetie." She kissed him gently. "What's the agenda for today?"
"Oh hang on that reminds me." He found his cell phone on the floor next to his pants. "Hello, yes, Justin, I'm not going with the Britney thing anymore, it was better for her sales anyways, not ours, no, sorry, ok, yeah, alright, oh today, yeah, ok, good, bye." He flipped the phone shut and smiled with satisfaction. "I don't have to go along with the Britney thing anymore, that means no more award shows, public events or anything." He beamed.
"Good, but what made you think to call him?"
"When you asked what we were doing today."
"Why we going to visit Britney today?" She joked.
"Yeah, why you didn't want to?" He said seriously.
"What?" She gave him an evil look.
"I was playing, if looks could kill." He rubbed her cheek.
"Then what about today made you think of it?"
"I have an interview today."