Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Bra Problems

Groaning, Justin laid you down on the white sheets of the king bed you share while his lips attacked your neck.

"God, you're so beautiful." He breathed out before his teeth bit down on your neck, causing you to let out a sharp moan of pleasure. "How did I get so lucky?" His hands roamed your body aggressively.

Your hands made their way to his hair as his lips continued to work magic on your neck, you ran your hand through his hair, making sure to glide your nails across his scalp soothingly and finishing by pulling on the ends of his hair teasingly, you heard him let out small moans of satisfaction against your neck.

Pulling away from your body, he grabbed the end of your shirt before pulling it over your head and discarding it to the floor. His hands proceeded to roam up your waist and to the curve of your boobs while his eyes burned into your skin hungrily.

"You drive me insane." A groan escaped his throat as he moved his hand and rested it on your left boob, rubbing and stimulating as he smirked, loving the way you squirmed and writhed from beneath him, knowing he was who was bringing this out of you.

Leaning down, he forcefully pressed his lips against yours and lifted your body before trailing his arm around your back, bringing his fingers to the clasp of your bra. You kissed back with the same amount of passion, sliding your tongue in between his teeth.

You stayed like this for a few seconds before his lips stopped moving and rested against yours, his hand still behind you. You pulled away slightly to look at him, his eyes squinted as his face was full of concentration.

"Need some help?" You chuckled as your hand reached behind your back, only to have Justin slap it away instantly.

"No, I got it. I'm a pro at this, just give me a second." He continued to try and work your bra undone, his right hand holding him up above your body while the other worked behind your back.

He sighed deeply before leaning back. "Turn around, I gotta take a look." He leaned on his knees as you swing your legs off the bed, resting your head on your hands that were held up by your thighs.

"What's wrong with this bra? I'm usually in within seconds." He muttered as he struggled, turning to look at him, you saw his face was clouded with a frown.

"Justin, it's one of the new ones you bought me the other day." You chuckled as you watched him.

"Well, what a mistake that was." He grumbled as he gave up and dropped his hands down.

Deciding to help him out, you reached behind you and undid your bra. In all honesty, it did take you a little longer than it usually took you but you eventually did it. Flinging it across the room, you turned to Justin and smirked, your chest now revealed to his awaiting eyes.

He grabbed you and pushed you back down on the white sheets.

"Second time lucky." He muttered against your lips before pressing them completely against yours.