Justin Bieber Imagines (Request Closed)

Warning (Jason McCann)

I'm back guys! I know it's been forever but after this I'm gonna get back on track with everything. As you can see I'm setting my imagines up differently! And all the people I owe imagines they're coming just wait! This is just a teaser.

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"There's a customer at table three." My co-worker Harold said patting my back slightly. Giving him a slight nod I grabbed my blue ball point pen along with my notepad and made my way over to the waiting man.

"How are you doing today, sir?" I asked throwing my best smile at the male.

"Why does it matter to you?" The man growled lifting his attention towards me. I gasped slightly as I came in sight with a very attractive man.

"I j-just was asking sir." I whispered pulling my small notepad out.

"What will you be having today?" I asked fixating my attention on the ground.

I tried my absolute hardest to not fantasize about the attractive older male. That of course didn't work because I began feeling a pressure between my legs.

I could just imagine it now. The way his rough hands would pin my wrist down above my head while he plowed himself deep inside of me. As his long thick member went in and out of me smoothly but with force. My mind pictured him whispering dirty but meaningful things into my ear. How we both moaned in pleasure as we became close to our climax. How his thrust became sloppy and untaimed as he fucked me sensel-

"Excuse me!" A deep menacing voice barked snapping me out off my daze.

"Oh! My dearest apologies. Please excuse my rudeness." I rushed out fumbling to open my book. "Please repeat your order." I said softly with a scared tone.

"I said-" he growled shooting daggers at me. "I'd like the double bacon cheeseburger with lettuce, tomato, and a side of ketchup." He spat.

"I-is that all sir?" I asked jolting down his order quickly.

"Also get me a cherry coke with a medium frie extra salt." He said slamming the menu down. "Oh and I want the triple chocolate layer cake." He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed at his demands.

"Don't roll your fucking eyes at me." He hissed glaring at me. "And that's a warning babe."