Justin Bieber
This was happening. This was really happening. I was about to de-virgin Ariana Grande, Princess of Italy.
I couldn't help but smirk thinking about it.
She sat criss-cross on her bed, and looked up at me. "W-what do I do?," she asked softly.
"You don't do anything, you leave that to me," I told her, kissing below her ear.
She let out a soft sigh of content and I smiled proudly. I pulled off her heels and rubbed her feet a bit.
Her feet were probably killing her.
I reached lifted her dress slowly, pulling it all the way off, I licked my lips.
Gorgeous.
No bra, oh God.
She didn't really have big boobs, but they weren't nothing ether.
I loosened my tie and unbuttoned my jacket, throwing it off, Ariana's little hands started unbuttoning my white shirt.
I smirked and watched her, she pulled it off and ran her hands up and down my chest.
She looked up at me and then back down, pressing her lips against my stomach. She trailed them up to my pecks, and looked up at me through her long lashes.
Holy fuck.
I unbuttoned my pants and let them fall to the floor. She looked and her eyes parted.
I smirked.
I slowly pulled off her panties and threw them aside, I kissed up her leg, to her thighs.
She gasped as I placed a gentle kiss against her bare core. I chuckled and licked up her slit with one stride.
"Justin!," she immediately moaned.
I felt my c0ck rise and surface hearing my name from her mouth like that, and the come that was practically dripping down her leg.
I pulled off my briefs and she gasped as my erection slapped up against my stomach.
"That's.. supposed to fit inside me?," she asked, looking at me worriedly.
"One size fits all," I said.
She glared and folded her arms across her chest. She was jealous.
"Baby.. it was made for you, of course it will fit," I tried changing my wording.
She smiled up at me. "That's better," she nodded.
Figured.
"You have condoms right?," she asked, and I nodded, grabbing one out of my pant pocket.
She raised an eyebrow at me.
"How'd you know I'd do you?," she asked, making me laugh.
"A guy can hope," I said.
She giggled and nodded.
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Princess • jariana
Fanfiction"Watch where you're going!," he snapped. "Who do you think you're talking to?," she asked, raising her eyebrows. "You, are you stupid too?," he spat. "Do not speak to me that way," she said. "Or what? You're just another low-life anyways," he rolled...
