Ariana Grande Imagines

Pleased🥰

(Yeah, it's happening.)

You smiled while you listened to your fiancé sing in the shower. It was a lazy Saturday evening and Ariana was getting ready for your dinner date tonight. 

You were sitting on the counter as she showered, swinging your legs back and forth to occupy yourself. You were reading the ingredients of the hand soap you use when the water stopped abruptly.

You looked up to see the curtain open and Ariana stepping out to grab a towel. Your eyes trailed over her body, a small blush creeping to your face.

"Like what you see." She asked, smirking at you.

Your eyes widened and you looked down sheepishly.

"S-sorry, I couldn't help it."

She chuckled.

"Nothing to help babe, it's all yours."

You smiled, looking back up to see her beautiful face. You always felt attracted to Ari, even after years of being together you couldn't help but blush when she was around. 

You watched as she brushed her teeth and did her hair up, the tooth brush held in her mouth. Her concentrated face was definitely turning you on, and you felt yourself get little bit wet.

Her hand slid across the counter and rested on your thigh as she went back to brushing her teeth. You rested your hand on hers, sighing when she squeezed your leg gently.

"You ok beaut?" Ari asked as she flossed.

You nodded and pulled her towards you, having her stand in between your legs. She giggled when you set your face in her neck, peppering her with little kisses.

"Babyyyy, I gotta get ready."

You whined, wrapping your arms around her waist tightly. Her hands found your hips and rubbed them, making you look at her.

"Either we get ready for our dinner date, or I'm gonna fuck you on this counter." She said, kissing your cheek.

"And why would you do that?" You asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Cause you got me all horny." 

You smiled mischievously and reached down to her pussy, rubbing her through her towel. She hissed and her grip on you tightened. 

"A-ah, you bitch." She growled.

You leaned forward and nipped her earlobe.

"Then fuck me like I am your bitch."

Everything inside her switched, and immediately her lips were on yours. Her hands moved around and took your clothes off, leaving you naked while she was still covered. You untied her towel and let it drop, your eyes trailing over her damp, shaved body.

She opened a drawer and pulled out a strap that was easily nine inches. She buckled it around her waist and thighs, before grabbing you and flipping you over. 

You felt her fingers tease your opening before pushing inside of you, pumping at a rate for you to feel content. A sigh passed your lips when her fingers left your pussy, only for her to shove the large strap into you.

Her hand cupped over your mouth, muffling your screams as she started to pick up her pace thrusting into you. She made sure to sooth you, as her hips repeatedly connected with yours, by kissing your spine and rubbing your skin.

You felt the strap stretch your pussy out, pushing you to a nice orgasm. Arianas hand left your mouth to return to your hips, her thrusts turning into hard spaced out pounds.

You felt your high coming again, but right before you could release, she pulled out.

That didn't stop you from coming, squirting actually, your cum painting the wall behind you. You heard Ari chuckle before she pushed right back in, slamming repeatedly into you. 

She did the same move five more times before pulling out. 

You were limp against the counter, listening to her move around and open drawers. You whimpered as a double plug was inserted into you, plugging both of your holes. Ariana helped you stand before bringing you into a warm bath she had run.

You rested between her legs, leaning against her. She kissed your shoulder lovingly before clicking something on her phone, music playing from it. 

"You ok honey." She asked, rubbing your thighs.

"Mhm, just sore." You replied, turning your head back to kiss her.

She nodded and buried her face into your neck, making you laugh happily. Both of you eventually made your way into bed, snuggling together through the night.

This was much better than a dinner date anyways.