Mrs. Bieber [Zustin Mieber FF] English Version

Part 57

Zayn

I moaned loudly as Justin let go of my neck and we both came. My body shuddered beneath his as I held on to the edge of the pool to keep from drowning while I tried to catch my breath.
He hummed against my ear and nibbled on it. "One more round?" he purred hoarsely, his lips scraping along my jawbone.
"How about we switch places?" I suggested, moaning as his hand slid to my newly erect member.
His lips froze against my cheek, his body stiffening as my breathing became loud and rapid. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and he looked deep in thought. I cursed myself for ruining the mood but I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to be on the other side of it all.
I wanted to know what it was like to top it, I've imagined it so many times. I know I must come across as the kind of guy who doesn't want to be labeled as feminine or pussy-like but I honestly had no problem being a bottom, I loved the feeling of being so full and satisfied.
I especially loved being on top and riding him.
"I just ruined the mood, didn't I?" I mumbled, the heat slowly leaving my body as I realized Justin was being stubborn and wouldn't comply with my wishes.
He didn't answer me, but as soon as he backed away, I sighed in dejection and defeat, cursing myself once again for opening my mouth.
I looked for my swim trunks, which should be floating around somewhere. My eyes scanned the circular pool briefly, avoiding Justin's as I searched for the black shorts so I could get into the cold water to cool off my overheated body.
My fingers looked like raisins and I could feel my pores must be the size of craters, as we had been in the hot water longer than perhaps should have been. When I finally spotted the black fabric, I grabbed at it so I could put them on. But as soon as I tried to put them on underwater, they were ripped from my grasp.
I opened my mouth to yell at Justin, but when I looked into his eyes, the words caught in my throat. There was something hard and intense in his eyes that made my already racing heart jump as he balled up the wet cloth in his hand. He tossed it over the edge of the pool and you could hear it hitting the tiled floor.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked, but his eyes just darkened and he moved closer to me.
"Because you wanted to leave, Wifey. I can't let you go," he answered, his voice deep and raspy, his eyes shining.
I crossed my arms. "And why?" I replied with what little sass I could muster under his gaze.
He didn't answer, he just walked toward me, the water lapping lightly against his naked body. I clenched my hands into fists to stifle my anger.
Our chests touched, his hardening length pressing against my own and I sucked in a sharp breath as he pulled me closer by the waist. I could feel his hot breath against my ear, his left arm never leaving my waist.
His teeth nibbled lightly on the shell of my ear, his teeth slowly running over the flesh as he made his way to the most sensitive spot. My neck.
"Because you haven't fucked me yet." He bit down hard on my neck and a loud gasp escaped my lips as his mouth continued to attack my neck. As if my skin there wasn't sensitive enough from the heat. He growled against my spine and my chin fell to my chest to give him more access.
I was far too lost in the movements of his plump lips and delicious tongue licking its way across my skin to fully understand what he was saying. He wanted to be fucked. I couldn't quite trust my mind, did he really say that? Maybe all the chlorine had gotten to him.
But I wouldn't ask him, I wouldn't give him the chance to change his mind. I felt completely overwhelmed that he was finally going to give up the lead, that I would have complete control over him and his physical reactions. Now it would be him who was whimpering and moaning at the other's will.
I turned around, grabbed his face and pressed our lips together while I put his hands behind my neck and pulled him closer by the waist. I pulled him closer, felt his hands buried in my hair, felt him wanting control back. But I didn't let him. This time I got to be the one to press him tighter against me. He moaned lightly into my mouth as I slid my tongue into his mouth and we began the usual struggle.
My feet began to move almost of their own accord as I pushed him against the edge of the pool, grinding my hardness against his at a rapid pace. They both groaned.
I slid my hands down to his ass, rubbing the bare skin, making him grin against my lips. Then he whimpered slightly and began to move his teeth back down to his neck, kissing every inch he could reach, like a needy animal seeking affection. But I grabbed his chin and clicked my tongue. "It's my turn, Justin. And I'm going to make you come so hard you'll forget your name." I growled, his eyes darkened and I pounced on the sweet spot I'd found behind his ear, making him moan.
I bit down hard on the soft flesh, wallowing in the loud moan that came from his soft lips as I caressed the delicious flesh, pushing his head in a different direction to reach every part of his neck. I licked the drops of water from his skin as he moaned and sighed incessantly, his fingers scratching my back.
I slid my hand down to his erection that was throbbing against my own and began to rub hard up and down, making him throw his head back with a groan. I had never really touched him there because it was usually Justin who gave and I who took.
I grunted against his neck. "Scream for me, Justin, there's no one here." then I bit his jawline (yk) and began to rub him in a steady rhythm, making him bite his lip so hard it should bleed and he moved his neck to get me to nibble on his sweet spot. But I ignored his absence and focused on his hardness in my hand. My mouth watered as I thought about what it would be like to have it in my mouth. But we were in the water and I wasn't going to give him an underwater blowjob.
I rubbed harder, gently playing with the slit at the top, placing butterfly kisses all over his shoulder and watched with a grin as he dug his nails into my shoulders, squirmed and threw his head back. I could see his legs swaying restlessly and decided that I wanted to see him while I sank into him. So I grabbed his thighs and pulled him up, his legs immediately finding their place around my hips. My penis stood erect between us and the pleasure was slowly becoming unbearable.
Our lips crashed together again and I moaned as his fingers dug into my scalp, bringing my face closer. My knees began to go a little weak from the ecstasy that his lips on mine brought as I supported his lower back to keep him from falling. I loved the feel of his wet and golden skin beneath my fingers.
He bit my lip, stroked my cheeks and neck, attacking my lips, our lips almost sloppily dancing their usual dance of dominance.
"Fuck me already, Wifey." his forehead was on my shoulder, briefly searching for support, his frantic, almost helpless breathing loudly audible.
Tenderly, I leaned onto his shoulder and began to arrange my hips, adjusting his body so I could enter him at the right angle. When I felt my tip brush against his entrance, my whole body shuddered and I moaned breathlessly. He positioned himself on top of me.
I spread his cheeks a little and then my tip was at his entrance. I had to bite my lip when he growled in my ear, "Go on, Wifey, I need it. I want it." He brought our lips together and wiggled his hips slightly to settle on my throbbing member.
When my entire length was inside him, I moaned quietly. The heat and tightness overwhelmed me. I had to bite his lip to keep from moving immediately because he was breathing heavily, grabbing my back and trying not to cry out in pain. That was probably the first time he had something in his ass and I of all people could confirm that you had to get used to it.
He growled. "I feel so full," he moaned then and I connected our lips again, he slowly moved his hips back and forth making me moan again. He raised his pelvis and lowered it again and I really had to control myself at the feeling of my hardness moving in and out.
I held his hips and met him and then he cried out, not from pain, from excitement. The sound sent shockwaves through my whole body, especially in my lower half I could feel it ramming into him over and over.
"Harder... harder... don't stop, Wifey... please, don't stop..." he arched his back, my lips fell on his back and my hips moved back and forth at a faster and rougher pace, the water splashing around us.
"Hmmmm, Wifey, yes... uhhh, right there." He let out a loud moan as I hit a certain fleshy spot inside him that I knew was his prostate. I started moving my hips over and over towards that spot and Justin looked like he was about to explode with pleasure.
I understood why Justin loved being on top, I've done anal before but I've never felt like I did it now. I've never felt the desire to connect with someone like that, I've never given in to such pleasure.
The way Justin moaned with desire, the way his nails dug into my back and the way he bit his lip when the pleasure got too much. It was all enough to make me want to do it over and over again.
I didn't care what position we were in, I didn't care. Just the way it was to have sex with Justin was something I've never experienced before in my entire life. I had no idea if it was because we were just two pretty capable guys who ended up in the bedroom together, if it was because we liked hot and rough sex, or if it was because we were both men. I had no idea
, but when I came inside Justin and he came in the water, I just didn't care because I held on to Justin who was clinging to me, his lips caressing my breast as his breath hitched against it.
I brought his lips back to mine, but we were too exhausted to kiss properly, our lips just brushing against each other as we tried to catch our breath.

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