Can We Get Back What We Lost
SS by Megan

*Mature Content*

Part 1

The beat slowed and so she disentangled herself from the random guy and off the dance floor she went.  She couldn't remember the last time she had danced to a slow song.  She found her table and literally fell into her chair.  Her tan hand extended to grasp her glass that held a cosmopolitan.  She brought the glass in front of her chocolate eyes and groaned at it's empty state.  It was gonna be a bitch to find a waitress in here with such a huge crowd.

With a cigarette in one hand and her empty glass in the other she set out to get even more wasted than she already was.  A few minutes later she had a fresh drink and she relished the taste the alcohol left in her mouth mixed with that of the cigarette.  Her head began to bounce to the hip hop beat.  She threw her cigarette in the nearest ashtray, downed the remainder of her drink, grabbed the hand of the nearest guy, and pulled him behind her.

He felt himself begin pulled onto the dance floor, but hey who was he to argue with a hot girl who wanted to press her body against his.  Especially a hot girl with a great ass.  Her back was instantly grinding into him and to be perfectly honest he was loving it.  He wrapped his arms around her waist and enjoyed the feeling of her stomach muscles contracting under his hands.

She was enjoying this dance.  Was being the key word.  His hands were all over her body and she would know that touch anywhere.  "You've got to be fuckin kidding me!"
She spun around and met the baby blue eyes she already knew would be there.

"Britney?"

"No genius I'm just that girl from your video that looks just like her!"

"Oh cut the shit Brit and don't you dare get mad at me, you dragged me out here."

"Well I'm so sorry to have inconvenienced you, but I wanted to dance, I really like this song, and I happen to be drunk off my ass."

"Well then what's the harm in a dance, actually with you it would be a dry fuck."

"Hey a dry fuck from me would be better than any real fuck you've had since me."

"I'll give you that, but it's only because you were getting plenty of practice behind my back."

"So I see you've started to believe your videos, because you know damn well I never slept with anyone but you when we were together and honestly it kills me that you would think that of me.  God Justin I thought you knew me!"

She pushed passed him, but a tight grip on her arm stopped her.

"Brit, I'm sorry.  You didn't deserve that.  And you're right I do know you and I know that your not like that.  I really am sorry.  So whatta ya say, can we start over for the night?"

She smiled, a smile that lit up her eyes and made them sparkle.

"Sure J.  Let's dance!"

"Something's never change."

She pressed her body to his and she remembered how well they fit together.  Her arms wrapped around his neck and he encircled her tiny waste and pulled her body as much onto his as he could.  The beat was taking over their bodies and the alcohol that was coursing through both their veins was beginning to cloud their judgment.  They shouldn't be doing this, but they were and it felt it so good too.  She threw her head back and he couldn't resist, her neck had always tasted so good, he need to taste it again.  He pressed his lips against her neck and bit her sweaty skin.  Yup still tasted amazing.  She should stop him she really should, but oh my God his tongue against her skin felt so good.  She remembered how well his tongue danced with her own.  Without a second thought she captured his lips with her own, immediately her tongue found his.  He slanted his lips over hers to kiss her more deeply and she didn't stop him.  There bodies were still grinding against one another to the beat of the music, and there tongues were mimicking the movements.  Oh good lord we really are dry fucking, she thought.  She pulled away from him and both licked their lips in satisfaction.

"J, whatta ya say we get outta here?"

"Sounds good to me."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the hoards of people, the entire club watching their every move.  He continued to pull her through the parking lot until they got to his car.  The ride to his house was silent and to say the least uncomfortable.  When they arrived he hopped out of the car and ran to her side.  She stepped out and immediately his mouth covered her own.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her so she could wrap her legs around him.  He walked with her into the house, up the stairs, and straight into his bedroom.  He laid her on the bed and they both began to undress themselves.  Britney still had her thong on when Justin covered her body with his own.

"Let me.  That was always my favorite piece of clothing to take off you."

She didn't say anything, just watched as he slowly pulled the lacy garment down her legs and then tossed it on the floor.

"Justin, no foreplay, just fuck me, now!"

"I'd be happy too!"

He entered her quickly relishing the feeling of being inside her once again.  He began to quickly thrust in and out of her, each time going deeper, and each time her screams got louder.  She threw her head back against the pillow and screamed his name as she came.  He followed just after, bracing himself with his arms on either side of her.  He looked down at her sweaty forehead and then to her lips.  Before he could kiss her she rolled them over and was now straddling him.

"Someone's feisty tonight."

"You got yours, now let me get mine."

She raised her hips up and then crushed them to his he moaned loudly as she began to grind down on him.  Then she lifted up once more and he pulled completely out of her.  There hips thrusted together as she sat back down onto him.  He watched her breasts bounce as she rode him and he couldn't resist.  He slid his hands up her stomach and cupped her breasts.  She threw her head back and then leaned forward placing her own hands on his chest.  She began to rock back and forth.   This was too much for both them.  They both collapsed at the same time.  She laid upon his chest and then when she found her voice she spoke.

"Justin, this can't go past this.  We need each other's bodies, that is blatantly obvious.  But we're not good for each other."

"I know."

"So we're in agreeance, only bodies, there is no emotion involved.  I can't go through that again."

"Yeah, only bodies."

She continued to lay on his chest.  Their legs were tangled and her hair was spread out over his shoulder and the pillow.

"Brit?"

"Hmm?"

"Why don't you just stay here tonight, we're both tired and I could use your body next to mine."

"Me too.  Night J."

Night Brit."

Only bodies Justin, no emotion.  He wrapped his arms tightly around her and listened to her breathing slow as she fell into a deep sleep.  He soon started to do the same, but he kept telling himself he wasn't going to sleep well because she was there, he would sleep just like any other night, he didn't love her, he only loved her body, right?


Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension telling me just exactly what we should be
Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing
Listen, all I wanna do right now is have your contact on me

Can you put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours

If you see me with a man
Understand that you can't question me
The feelings that you call, it ain't my fault
It can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact that
What we have has got to be commitment free
Then we can keep this undercover lovin' comin', hittin'
Underneath the sheets

Can you put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours

Now listen
So, come on and freak my body
We can get nasty, naughty
All night a private party
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
It ain't about the kissin' and huggin'
Cause this is a physical lovin'
Straight sweatin', our bodies are rubbin'
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5

We have a physical thing
We'll make love, but don't fall in love
Let me get mine, you get yours
You spend time
Just enough so you get yours, and I get mine
No strings attached
I want your body, not your heart
Let me get mine, you get yours

Can you put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours

Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours

Come here
Don't be shy
I won't bite
Let me get mine, you get yours.

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