Two Can Play That Game (Valentines Day)

Chapter 3 (Deny)

Justin entered the kitchen to see Christina sitting by the kitchen table. She looked up, and smiled. "Hi."

"Hey." he grabbed a bottled water from out of the refrigerator, and sat beside her. "So...what are you doing?" she sniffled.

"I'm just...thinking about something's." she sighed, and tried so hard not to let her feelings show.

"Are you okay? You look like you were crying."

"No. I'm fine. Well...tomorrow is Valentine's Day. What are you getting your lovely girlfriend?"

"Um...I don't know. Maybe some jewelry. She loves jewelry." Christina smiled.

"That's nice. She's so lucky. I wish I had a man like you. I had to get stuck with the biggest gerk in the entire universe." she held her head down. "This is not going to be a good Valentine's Day for me. I know it. I could see it now. I'm sitting home, watching t.v. While you and your girl are out having the time of your lives." she began to cry silently. "Oh God." she inhaled sharply. "This is too much for me."

"Christina..." he rested his hand on the top of her hand. She slowly stared at him, and waited for his reply. "You won't have a bad Valentine's Day. Trust me. Um...when I was out earlier...I bought you something. Just a little Valentine's gift from me." her eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Yeah, but...you can't get it until Valentine's Day." she smiled, and held his hand in hers.

"Thank you. You are SO sweet. God...I wish I met you before I met my ex boyfriend." he chuckled.

"Same here." the both of them stared into each other's eyes. "Christina...would you...would you be my...um...just listen to this song. It should give you a clue." he handed her a c.d. She stared at it awkwardly.

"What is it?"

"It's an album the fellas and I made. Listen to track 4." she glanced at the numbered list.

"Girlfriend?" he chuckled.

"Yeah. I think the title gives everything away."

"Justin...are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

"Um...yeah. That's what I'm asking you." she held her head down.

"But...what about Britney?"

"We broke up over the phone." her eyes lit up.

"Really? Why did you break up with her?"

"Because i'm in love with someone else." Christina became silent. "But she doesn't know that yet."

"Um...who could this woman possibly be?"

"Oh she knows who I'm talking about." Christina began to get nervous. She exhaled, and held her head down.

"I...I don't know what to say. I mean...no one's ever fell in love with me. Well not that I knew of."

"Christina..." he held her hand in his. "Would you be my girlfriend, and...Valentine?" she was blinded by her tears.

"I can't believe you want me to be your girlfriend, and Valentine. I...um...sure. I would love to be both." he smiled.

"I promise you...I would NEVER hurt you. Can you trust me?" he stared deeply in her eyes.

"Of coarse I can trust you."

"Good." he slowly parted his lips with hers. He picked her up, and sat her on top of the kitchen counter. He began to kiss down her neck, as he unbuttoned her blouse.

"Mmm..." she moaned. He dropped her blouse to the floor, and kissed down her chest. He unbuttoned then unzipped her shorts, and pulled them off. He kissed down her belly as he slowly pulled her underwear off. She titled her head back, and bit the bottom of her lip.

Justin dropped his pants, and boxers to the floor, and discarded his shirt afterwards. Christina's eyes roamed down his manly chest until it reached his size. "Damn." she mumbled. He parted his lips with hers once again, and unbuttoned her braw. He sucked lightly on her neck.

"Do you wanna do this?" he whispered. "It's not too late to stop."

"Oh...no. Keep going." she pleaded. He gripped both breast in his hands, and kissed all over them. "Oh yes. Mmm." he pulled her to the edge of the counter, and slowly entered her. "OH..." she gasped. "Oh my God. Mmm."

"Am I hurting you?" he whispered in her ear.

"Uh...mmm yes, but...I wanna continue."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Pleasseee." she pleaded.

"Okay." he gripped her waist as he continued to thrust into her. He began to move a little faster.

"OH...GOD! OH YES! FUCK!" she moaned even louder. The man could fuck.

"Is it still hurting?"

"A little. Oh Jusstinnnn. God." he dug deeper into her making her feel his whole size. He groaned.

"God. Baby you feel so good. Oh yeah."

"UHHH! JUSSSSTINNNN! OH...GOD! It feels so good."

"You like it?"

"YES! I LOVE IT!

"Did your ex fuck you the way that I do?" he whispered huskily in her ear.

"GOD NO!" she moaned louder, as he continued to thrust into her.

"I told you I could treat you better."

"Mmm yes. Oh yes." he continued his procedure.

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Justin helped Christina off of the counter, and stared into her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." she spoke softly. "I think I lost my voice a little, but other than that...I liked it a lot." he smiled.

"Me too." he parted his lips with hers, and broke away. They began to dress.

"You're...huge." she chuckled.

"I see you've noticed." he threw his shirt back on.

"I thought I wasn't gonna survive at first." she spoke as she continued to stare at 'him'. "I mean it hurt like hell, then it started feeling wonderful." he smiled, and put his boxers on followed by his pants.

"You were wonderful." she put her shorts on, and leaned against the counter.

"I feel funny now. I think i'm gonna be walking unusual for a few days." he chuckled.

"I'm sorry." he stood in front of her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Do you want me to kiss it for you?" he asked sexily.

"Well I'm already dressed. Maybe another time."

"Sure." he sucked lightly on her neck. "You smell so good."

"Mmm tell me about it." he pulled back, and stared into her eyes.

"Do you want your gift now or on Valentine's Day?"

"I'll just wait. Um...have you ever gotten a woman pregnant before?"

"Um...I don't think so. I got Brit pregnant once, but she had an abortion."

"Oh. How sad."

"I know. I was upset with her for a couple of days."

"So you wanted to have a child?"

"Yep. A little son or daughter. If you get pregnant...don't have an abortion."

"Trust me. If I get pregnant by you...I'm NOT having an abortion." he smiled.

"Good. That's how I like it." he pecked her on the lips, and released her. "I'm going in the bedroom. Coming?"

"Yeah." she followed behind him.

Chapter 4

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