Dirty Justin Bieber Smut

2. Job Interview-Justmine (Requested)

(Jasmine's P.O.V.)

I got up to the sound of a car honking outside the window while some random man yelled cuss words outside. That's when my eyes landed on my alarm clock. Shit! I was late! And I had ten! Ten minutes to get to that job interview! Fück this!

I threw away the sheets off Justin and my body and ran to my walk-in closet to pull out the  first thing I could find.

I searched and found a pair of clean jeans and my purple blazer. Perfect.

I pulled off my oversized T-shirt and grabbed a pink bra. Just as I was about to clasp it, I felt a hand on my back and squealed.

"Don't"Justin's husky morning voice spoke in my ear.

"Justin I'll be late" I panicked.

"Its fine. I'll drop you off" he pressed his lips onto my neck placing open-mouthed kisses all the way down my shoulders.

His hands got engaged in tugging my unclasped bra off and I went limp, letting out a loud moan as Justin reached my sweet spot.

"Jasmine" he whispered, his hot breath tickling the spot "Please" he begged pressing his body close to mine and I felt his hardness press against me, making me wet "Fuck, I need you" he whispered sneaking his hands into my panties.

He rested his hand there pressing it against my clït and I let out an animalistic moan.

"Justin" I gasped as he rubbed rough circles over the bundle of nerves and my hips bucked up, aching for more contact.

His other hand tugged my panties down and he whispered into my ear "On the floor, now"

I didn't lose a moment and knelt down on the floor before laying down on my back, waiting for his fingers to do me justice.

"Get yourself just a bit more wet while I undress, yeah?" he sent a wink my way and I quickly reached my hand down to my throbbing core, rubbing rough figure eights like he did.

Justin took off his pants awfully slowly, his torso already bare. His hand reached down to palm himself through his boxers, making me wetter by the second.

"Hurry up" I growled and he smirked before pulling his boxers down and kneeling in front of my spread legs.

"Not before I have pleasured you, love" he said blowing over my bare, heated clït making me moan.

He reached his hands and started rubbing my clït harshly "You like that?" he asked and I nodded feverishly "So wet" he moaned bending to place his lips over my püssy.

"Justin" I gasped.

He sat up straight and brought his hands back on me slipping a finger inside me.

"Oh. Oh God!" I panted bucking my hips up.

"Can anyone pleasure you more than me, Jasmine?" he smirked bending over to kiss my lips passionately while he slipped in another one of his fingers "Can anyone do it better?"

"No" I moaned as his fingers pumped in and out of me, knuckle deep, his speed increasing by the second and hitting my g-spot with every thrust  "Justin I'm gonna...cum" I gasped  throwing my head back in pleasure.

He pulled out abruptly with a smirk, leaving me unfinished. He guided my hand to his boxers and I began palming him.

He flipped us over so I was on top and I pulled his boxers down, his rock-hard erection springing free and slapping against his stomach. Just the sight made me drip all over his thighs.

I wrapped my hands around his cöck, giving it a squeeze before pumping up and down. His eyes were squinted shut. I licked the red tip, leaking with pre-cum gently before taking it into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down and he was a moaning mess underneath me. I smirked getting up.

I positioned his cöck and sat down, sliding him all the way inside me.

"Don't keep me waiting, Jasmine!" he yelled and I smirked before leaning over to make my mark just under his left nipple. "Please! Please! Just fück me!"

I sat up slowly bouncing up and down. It hadn't even been 12 hours since we last had sex but still it felt as if it had been ages.

"Faster!" Justin yelled "Faster, baby!" his hand reached out to cup my right breast before giving it a squeeze that would be painful if I wasn't in this state of pleasure.

"Uh, uh, uh..." I groaned as I continued riding him.

He flipped us again to be on top before pulling out of me. I whimpered at the emptiness which was soon replaced by his tongue flicking in and out of me.

"Aah, baby, I need you inside" I yelled.

He smirked before rubbing his tip at my entrance "You like it?" he whispered and slammed inside me without any warning "I'm gonna fück you so damn hard, you won't be walking straight"

"Mmhmm" I moaned as he continued to slam inside while smashing his lips over mine in a sloppy kiss. Both his hands engaged in playing with my breasts while he gasped in between kisses.

I felt a knot at the pit of my stomach again "Justin! Baby, I'll cu-um" I groaned.

"Hold it a little bit" he spoke through gritted teeth, quickening his thrusts even more until it became sloppy "Jasmine, let go! Jasmine...fu-uck!" he moaned awfully loudly before coming inside me the same time as I did.

"Oh. Oh fuck" he groaned pulling out "Now lets go to that interview of yours, yeah?" he leaned over to kiss me.

"I am late anyway" I said panting.

"Then lets just take stuff to bed" he smirked before picking up my completely bare body and carrying me bridal style to my bedroom.

"That was definitely more fun than an inetrview" I smiled into his chest earning a laugh.

"I know, right?" he grinned dropping me onto the bed "Ten minutes before round two" he winked before leaving for the bathroom.

Author's Notes:

Whoever requested this knows who she is and I won't leak it.

Hope you liked it ;)