Careless Mistake
by Kelli
Part 2
June 2003...
Justin felt like a million fireworks were going off in his head. Literally. His head was killing him but the pressure was increasing from this feeling he had because he was kissing Britney.
She slowly devoured him. All the alcohol in her system wouldn't let her stop kissing this man. It had always been one of her favorite things to do....kiss him. She sought after his tongue with her own and smiled when she found it. Their tongues danced with the music. She could still feel her body swaying to the beat and felt Justin's hand work it's way under her halter top. He moved his hand around, even though their bodies were plastered together and somehow cupped her breast.
She pulled his head down closer so they could deepen the kiss, but that was impossible.
"I have a limo," she breathed heavily when they finally pulled apart.
She was still holding the back of his head with one hand and looking deep into his eyes.
He took another drink of beer and nodded. She turned around and wrapped his free hand around her waist as she started to make her way through the crowd toward the door. Her bodyguard had been watching her from the VIP area and radioed for the limo to pull around. He could only assume she was leaving.
Justin set the bottle down before they got outside. His bodyguard was waiting by the front door.
"You can take the rest of the night off man. Tell Trace to go ahead on home," he told him.
Justin could now wrap both arms around Britney's waist. He leaned his head down and started to nibble on her bare neck. She wrapped her arms around his and looked for the limo. Within a couple of minutes it pulled up and the driver hopped out so he could open their door.
Justin found a ticklish spot and Britney giggled as she tried to pry his arms from around her. They walked together to the limo and she fell in....literally. Justin laughed and climbed in after her.
"You okay?" he asked.
As soon as he was seated and the door to the limo shut she slid across the seat and started attacking him.
"Yes....I'm fine, but I want you now," she whined.
Her hands seemed to be everywhere and Justin had to keep reminding himself that they were in a limo.
"Oh God Brit....don't do that," he said when she started to kiss a path up his neck to a spot behind his ear. "We have to be good in here," he said, trying to push her away but she seemed so strong.
Finally they made it back to her house, still clothed.
"Thanks," Britney said to the driver as they both got out of the limo.
Justin pulled her quickly up the steps to the front door. She unlocked it as quickly as she could, with Justin nibbling on her shoulder. He stood behind her while she fumbled with the keys. He slid his hands up under her top and cupped both breasts.
She groaned and threw her head back against his shoulder.
"Hurry," he said.
Finally she got the door open and as soon as they shut the door behind them, he pulled her shirt up over her head and pulled her back against his chest, feeling her breasts as they headed up the stairs. He started playing with her nipples while his lips continued to pay attention to her neck.
When they reached the top of the stairs, Britney turned around.
"No fair," she said and tugged at the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head.
They finally made it into the bedroom. By this time they were both only in their underwear.
Justin looked down at her.
"God I missed this body," he said before he gently laid on top of her and started to kiss her again.
