Dirty Justin Bieber Imagines

Always The Second Choice

Y/N's POV:

His already sweaty body hovered over mine and loud groan slipped out of his mouth. "Oh my god, Y/N" he mumbled and pushed my hands over my head. His thrusts changed slower but also deeper. His lips moved on my neck and started suck it gently

He knew what drive me crazy. It wasn't our first time, right? We had shared this bed too many times but still there was that sign on my forehead which told that I was just a toy for him who he could use whenever he felt like that since he couldn't get enough pleasure to his own girlfriend

First it was kind of fun and we both enjoyed it but now it had started feel already boring and also a bit sad if I started think about that girl who wait Justin at home and believed all his lies when he told that he had a meeting or when he was out with friends even he had been all those times with me. And other problem was it that my mind might have started create some sceneries of us together as girlfriend and boyfriend

"Moan, babygirl. I know you like it how I fuck you like that" he told and I moaned softly even I didn't felt like that. I was tired of being that third wheel on this game who was nothing but way to give satifaction to him. I wanted to be more than just that

However he was too tightly connected on his girlfriend. "I love her more than anything in the world. She's my light" he praised her everytimes and made me jealous even he didn't mean it or maybe he did it with purpose. Maybe he wanted reminds me of it that he was taken and that nothing could come between him and her. They were soul mates to each others

I had joked about it few times that why he was here still if he thought that his girlfriend was perfect. He had ignored that question everytimes by changing the topic or acting that he didn't hear what I had just said. After every time he had left my house everything felt so pointless for few minutes before I could go back to my normal routines again

It happened almost every weekend. He came to my place after 5pm and unload that all frustration on me when his girlfriend couldn't do it to him. She was useless to him on this kind of things to him. He even told me once that they haven't ever did it really, I mean have a sex. But otherwise she was like a God who he adored, and that was all that mattered to him. He loved her, not me

His lips worked on my neck and tugged my skin making his mark there. His breathing was heavy and I could feel every heart beats of when he was close to me. I felt so myself so safe when I was close to him. It felt like there would be just me and him, none else around. But that euphoria didn't last too long before I hit back on the ugly reality

He speeded up his pace and I felt how he started already pulse inside and how his forehead was sweaty like also his chest. "Damn babygirl, you make me so close always that I can't ever enjoy that beautiful moment more than half hour not even that" he groaned and let his head fell back. "Come for me, Y/N. Make me happy" he mumbled but his words only made me roll my eyes for him. Yes, you're actually the only one who enjoy this and get happy, I thought myself but I decided keep those thoughts inside of me

I did as he told and came right after him with weak moan. "I love you" slipped out of my mouth suddenly without thinking and those three little words made him wince. He looked me but words didn't come out of his mouth. "I-I didn't mean.. I just.." I tried correct myself but I couldn't lie about my feelings to him. It was his time to know them even I would probably ever get anything back

"Y/N.." he started and looked away. "I have a girlfriend and I love her from the bottom of my heart. I can't.. I like you but you.." "I can't ever be like her, right?" I finished his sentence and he nodded. I shook my head to my failure and pulled my dark robe around my naked body

"You should be going then. Your lovely girlfriend probably wait you already. Have you decided already what you will tell this time to her? Have you been in late meeting or did you forgot how fast time goes when you was driving around your friends in LA?" my style to speak to him changed in reproachful mode. "Your perfect girlfriend who can fill your ALL needs" I continued and gashed that imaginary knife even deeper inside of him