Justin Bieber interracial Imagines

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"Y/n, why you always gotta be like that?" Justin pushed passed you

"Be like what?" You asked, not knowing what was wrong

You two had just came back from a little get together with yours and Justin's friends. Justin seemed to be angry ever since we got there, but you didn't know why.

"Every time we go out somewhere, you always flirt with other guys" your eyebrows scrunched together, making you a little frustrated

"Flirting, what the fuck? I didn't flirt with anyone there and plus you shouldn't be the one talking" you told him

"Oh, so you weren't?" He got In your face

"No, I wasn't" you denied

"Okay, then what were you doing with Eric, clearly he was kissing all over your face and you were letting him!" His anger was really getting to him

You relaxed your body, chuckling a little to yourself "Y/n, this isn't funny" he retorted

You place your hands on Justin's chest, leaning up against him a little. "Justin, Eric, he's gay" you told him ever so slightly

His face literally dropped "now, if you really don't want anyone flirting with me, I suggest you keep Ryan, Chaz, Twist, and Za away from me, they're the ones you should be worried about" you pat his chest lightly and walked away, only to be grabbed back by your waist

"Oh, I'm not finished with you yet" justin placed his lips on yours

He pushed you up against the wall, moving down to your neck. "Justin, w-what are you d-doing?" Your breath hitched

"I just wanna show you a little something from me to you" you could feel his smirk against your neck "jump" he commanded

You hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. Justin carried me over to the dining room table

"I've always wanted to do this, fuck you since less on table" you loved when justin was rough with you.

You both took off your shirts, reconnecting your lips with one another. Justin unbuttoned your shorts pulling them down with your panties, letting them fall to the floor. You pushed his pants and boxers completely off his waist, he kicked them off his ankles. Justin pulled your body to the edge of the table

"Lie down on your back" you obeyed when suddenly he entered you "fuck babe" he groaned closing his eyes "you're so fucking tight" he licked his lips

"shit Justin, you're so big, oh my god!" you yelled with your eyes tightly shut, biting your lip.

He began to thrust into you fast and rough, you shut your eyes tighter "yes daddy, give it to me" you moaned

"look at me while Im fucking you" he demanded. You opened your eyes, making complete eye contact with him. Justin brought his face close to yours "You like it when I fuck you like this, huh baby girl?

"Fuck yes" he crashed his lips against yours, making you moan thought the kiss, due to his intensive thrusting.

He pulled out, leaving you sexually frustrated with him. Justin picked you up, laying you over the arm of the couch. He entered you from the back, leaving you screaming out his name

"OH FUCK, JUSTIN" you screeched

"Who's your daddy, Y/n?" He asked, roughly slapping your ass. He trusted harder, making your legs shake

"You are, justin. You are" you breathlessly moaned

"Then say so baby girl!" He slapped your ass roughly again

"Fuck, you are daddy" you groaned, as he fit his full length in your ass. "OH MY GOD, JUSTIN" you yelled, practically screaming

"I fucking own you, Y/n!" Justin grunted before cumming.

He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. You laid your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes. Justin made his way up to the room you two shared, laying you down upon it. He placed himself beside you, pulling you closer to him. You snuggled into his chest, kissing it lightly.

"I love you so much, Y/n" justin whispered, kissing your forehead

"I love you too baby"