𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ♡︎ !!𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎.𝐂'𝐒 x 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐒

29. justin and ciara

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 JUSTIN DREW BIEBER
𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 MARCH 1ST, 1994
𝐀𝐆𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 22 YEARS OLD

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 CIARA CHERISH JACKSON
𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 JULY 1ST, 1998
𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 & 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐑 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 CHLÖE ELIZABETH BAILEY
𝐀𝐆𝐄 ✫彡ミ★☆彡 18 YEARS OLD

"shake that ass bitch, make those hoes mad; show 'em how you fuck her baby dad!" drunken laughter erupted in the nightclub, three plastered women sloppily dancing on each other with the entire crowd's attention on them; the biggest attention grabber being ciara jackson, who was currently shaking her ass against her best friend's front.

while all the men in the building were hypnotized by the way ciara's wide hips moved so seamlessly her greatest admirer just so happened to enter the club with his entourage the moment she decided to truly let loose and give the people a REAL show.

"YASSS SHOW THEM HOW REAL BAD BITCHES GET DOWN CICI!" justin's curiosity was peaked by the blatant disinterest in his being there, something he was VERY unused to and the gigantic crowd that had formed around the dance floor; "yo what's going on over there?" he shouted to one of his homeboys over the overwhelmingly loud whooping and hollering filling up the joint.

"nigga i don't know go look!" justin cut his eyes at his friend, "the fuck you thought i was finna go do dumbass?" the group of guys bursted into hysterics by their leader's attitude.

"then why the hell you ask me that stupid ass question?" justin smacked his teeth shoving the older man in his shoulder before taking off towards the burgeoning scene, the other men's amused laughter dying in the club's sensuously warm air the with each step that brought him closer to the intriguing sight.

as he trudged further he began hearing an alluringly familiar name being thrown around, "CIARA, CIARA, CIARA!" chants of his current conquests name rained out making the man feel a sudden surge of jealousy overtake him at the thought of HIS GIRL having these many guys having their perverted eyes on her.

but he couldn't confirm it was her yet so he attempted to convince himself it wasn't who he thought it was and that was successful until he finally caught a glimpse of the 18 year old's jet black hair flowing down her back.

now it might seem to be an bold assumption that it was HIS ciara merely based off the woman's hair, but trust him when he said that he was ENTHRALLED with the sex symbol and did DEEP research on his potential future wife.

when he had official figured out who she was, justin was at last noticed when he began tearing through the horde; "h-hey, it's JUSTIN BIEBER!" when one girl screamed his name half of the audience (mostly women) turned their heads in his direction, the other half staying on ciara.

"JB!" he ignored his fans, focused on making sure EVERYONE in that place ESPECIALLY ciara knew that THE ONLY man who deserved to view her in all her glory was him.

"GIRL LOOK WHO HERE!" ciara lifted her clouded gaze off the vibrant floor when her girl motioned to the center of the now parted mob and she was unpleasantly surprised by who she saw.

"oh my fucking god-" before she could even get a full complaint out justin reached her, "you look amazing ciara." he flirted shamelessly; that annoying ass smirk caressing his pink lips as he peered down at the younger adult.

"justin how do you manage to find me everywhere i fucking go!?" she snapped, straightening her posture so she could properly glare up at him.

justin wasn't phased by her frustration, he knew deep down she liked him; it was just gonna take a while to make her realize it and he now was his chance to plant the seed of acknowledgment in her, an opportunity he DID NOT waste.

ciara's annoyance intensified as justin stood there silently scanning her half naked figure, "justin!-" he shocked her again for the second time when in a matter of seconds he snuck his lean arm around her waist and pulled her body against his own.

"b-boy!" she squeaked, her caramel colored skin turning a deeper shade of brown in response to the abrupt contact.

"you may not like me baby, but i know you're attracted to me." she wanted badly to curse him out, but for some reason she found herself voluntarily mute as his hands roamed her voluptuous curves.

justin cheesed when she didn't automatically argue his accusation, in his mind confirming his constant suspicions; "you wanted to show yo ass in front all these kind people, why don't we give 'em a real show?" ciara was about to question him, but her wonders were subsided when he spun her around and positioned her against his clothed erection copying the stance she was in earlier.

"j-justin!" she rasped out, her breath hitching in her throat when he rolled his trained hips along her barely covered pussy which was shown carelessly off by the short dress she was wearing.

"just giving you a taste of what you'll be getting later tonight." he stated nonchalantly, bringing a sense of sensuality over ciara she had NEVER felt.

the sexual chemistry between them sat on display by the way they molded into each other, ciara's bottom moving rhythmically with the music along his manhood as his hand laid tightened around her neck pointing her head towards the ceiling while his other rested inside her thighs; mimicking the act they both desperately wished to reenact.

"you know you look really pretty in this position ciara." she rolled her as if her panties weren't soaking, "shut up bieber." she ground her hips against his one more time before the beat switched.

"you still coming home with me baby, 'cause i'm willing to leave right now." he caught his lip between his teeth as he caressed her stomach with his gentle palm, ciara uncharacteristically said yes just as he'd planned; the intense urges stirred in them were too strong to ignore.

i hope y'all enjoyed this chapter and please let me know what other couple's you'd like to see next!