Justin Bieber dirty Imagines

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I hear the door creak open as I finish making myself some lunch. I see Fredo and Justin walk in, Justin not looking too happy.
"What did the doctor say?" I ask them, sitting the sandwich in front of Justin, he looks he needs it more than me.
"Strict vocal rest for two weeks. No talking, laughing... Moaning." He winks at me and I shove Fredo playfully on the shoulder.
"I'm sorry babe, that really does stink." I sympathize to Justin, giving him a kiss and he nods.
"Well, you look like you got it from here Y/N. If he's starts talking, just call me and I'll put him in his place." Fredo punches his hand, trying to prove his point, and I laugh. I watch Fredo shut the door on his way out and then hug him from behind.
"I'm sorry that you can't talk J, this really does suck. You finally get a break from work, and now you can't speak during it... And we can't, you know, have sex." I whisper in his ear, kissing down his neck.
I continue to doing that until I make it to the spot on his neck that drives Justin mad every time. I begin to suck on that spot, making a love bite, and I hear a slight moan trickle out of Justin's mouth.
"Shhh, the doctor said no noises. And it's up to Nurse Y/N to in force that rule." I whisper, running my fingers down his chest. I got back to sucking on his sweet spot and my hand continues down until they reach his pants. I start to palm him over his jeans and he immediately starts shaking his head.
"What? You don't think it feels good?" I ask him, not stopping the motions that my hands are making. He still continues to shake his head.
"Well since I'm such a good girlfriend, I'll stop. You want to watch a movie?" I ask him and he nods. As we walk over to our living room, I notice he is sporting a slight semi from the palming, but as I set up the movie it goes away.
I walk back over to the coach and sit down next to him. It's strange watching the movie, normally Justin and I end up talking half of the movie, and this time it's completely silent. This is the first time in our two year relationship, this has never happened.
Half way through the movie, Justin is sitting with his long fit legs on the coach and I'm resting in between them. I readjust myself, slight grinding my butt against his crotch. I feel the semi from earlier come back and he grabs my hips, keeping me still.
"What? Don't like the teasing?" I ask him and he shakes his head. "Well neither did I. That one time when you left me hand cuffed with the vibrator in while you went out of dinner? Or when I was at my interview and you sent me sexual texts the whole time? Well, now you might know how it feels." I whisper the last sentence into his ear as I flip around and straddle him.
I kiss down his neck again, darkening the mark I left earlier until it's very prominent. Once I'm done with that one I continue my way down his neck. I trail my hands down his chest this whole time and waste no time rubbing my hand across his crotch, and I feel it through the tight black skinny jeans and boxers. I continue to palm him as I finally kiss Justin on the lips, and he immediately goes from biting his lower lip to biting mine, obviously struggling to keep quiet.
After a couple minutes of me rubbing my hands across his crotch, he's fully hard and the tight jeans look even tighter. I play with his belt buckle and pull away from his mouth.
"For someone who's was trying to get me to stop, they seem to be enjoying this." I tell him, seductively, as I fully unhook his belt and take it off on one pull. After that's completely off, I pop the button open and unzip pants. I pull them off as quickly as I can, struggling to get them past his feet, but they eventually are off.
After I throw his pants over to join his belt in the corner, I plant my lips on his again for a second, while pulling off his already unbuttoned flannel. Once that's off I look back down to his chest.
"Really, Justin, two flannels?" I ask him and he shrugs, as I work on unbuttoning this second flannel. Once that's off I kiss his chest, one on each tattoo. As I do this I start to grind my own crotch on Justin's, which is straining against his boxer briefs.
Once I feel that he's been teased enough, for now, my hands return back down to his pressure and pull off his boxers. I watch his face as his dick hits his stomach and with his closed eyes and his bottom lip being bitten by his teeth, I feel myself getting quite turned on by this picture. His face looks so strained to not make any noises.
After I take in his face, I look down to his fully hard dick, all eight inches fully hard and the large vein on the bottom looking more prominent now than when he's not this turned on. Pre-cum is dripping slightly down the head and I reach my hand out and spread the liquid across the head. I wrap the rest of my fingers around his shaft and slowly move it up and down. I look up again to see Justin's head thrown back against the arm of the couch and his eyes are squeezed shut, his lip is still being bitten and tugged at. This is definitely different from all of our other times having sex, and there have been many.
Justin's definitely the dominant one in this relationship, so I'm not used to him being this vulnerable during sex. He also is definitely into being vocal, which isn't exactly an option right now. But both of those things are the exact reason I'm taking advantage of this opportunity.
After 30 more seconds of stroking his pressure at a slow teasing pace, I bring my head down and bring me mouth over the head of his cock. As soon as my mouth closes around it I see Justin's head pop up and his eyes pop open to meet mine. His eyes are clouded over with a combination of pleasure and surprise.
Not breaking the eye contact for one second I bring my head even further down his shaft and lick the underside. His eyes flutter shut and his head drops back in pleasure as I do that and I immediately pull my head off of his shaft and his eyes open again
"Keep those eyes open." I tell him sternly and he nods. I then started pumping him in and out of my mouth slowly but gradually increasing speed. After I'm moving at my top speed I slow down and take as much of him as I can and hollow out my cheeks, sucking on his shaft. His hips buck up, shoving his dick even further into my mouth and his fingers run through my hair. I look back up at him and see his bottom lip being more tortured than ever and his eyes are open, looking down at me. I meet his gaze as he attempts to buck his hips up even more and that confirms he's about to cum.
I pull mouth off of his shaft and his eyes wide. I untangle his hands out of my hair. I go to get up, continuing to tease him. Right as I get off his lap his hand grabs my wrist and he pulls me back, so I land on the couch next to him.
"What, was that not enough?" I ask him and he shakes his head very enthusiastically.
"I don't know. We wouldn't want you to get too excited. Doctors' orders." I trail my hand down his chest as I say this and he rolls his eyes, pulling me down and kissing me roughly. I go back to straddling him as we kiss and break my lips from his to pull off my top. His arms immediately wrap around my rib cage so his hands can unclip my bra. He throws it in the corner with his clothes and then his hands cover my recently uncovered breasts.
As he plays with my chest I grind on Justin's pressure again, feeling myself get wetter and wetter as I do this. After I'm turned on to the point of desperation for Justin's dick I quickly get off his lap on last time to pull off my shorts and thong quickly.
Once my legs are once again on either side of his hips I rub my crotch over his once again, feeling his pressure on my clit and then reach down, positioning him at my entrance. I slowly lower myself down onto him and he goes back to biting his lips. I lift myself up and drop back down once again, letting out a loud moan.
"Justin you feel so good. Holy shit." I vocalize my feelings, and I watch as he fists the couch cushions in his hands, struggling not to speak as well.
I go back to focusing on our lower halves and grind my crotch in figure eights onto his pressure. I continue to do this for a minute before lifting up off Justin's dick completely and then slamming back down onto it. I move up and down slowly until Justin's hands come up onto my hips and guide me to go faster and faster. They stay there even after I'm going at an acceptable pace for him.
"Does this feel good, Justin?" He looks up at me and nods his head. "Because this feels so good for me. Jesus Christ so fucking good. I'm so fucking close right now. Holy shit." I moan, clenching my walls around his shaft. I feel the knot that was building in to pit of my stomach start to unravel, so I again pull myself almost completely off of Justin and then fall back down, feeling complete and total pleasure as his dick twitches inside me, and the feeling of his cum only intensifies the feeling. As we ride out our highs together I fall onto his sweaty chest and lay my head on it. I pull myself off of him and breath in erratically, trying to catch my breath.
After we've both calmed down I go over and get dressed. Right as I start to walk into the kitchen I feel a buzzing in my pocket. I pull it out and see a text from Justin.
'Dont forget I have three weeks off, and I only lost my voice for two of those. So make sure you're ready for your punishment.'