Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Stripper

Justin's P.O.V
I let out a breath as I watched her slowly untie her bra that previously held tightly in a knot at the front of her chest. My teeth found my bottom lip, tugging on it roughly as my eyes burned into her half naked body.

My leg bounced up and down against the floor as I kept my deep stare on her, feeling myself become hot. I'd been here almost everyday for the past few days; something about her mesmerised me. My body yearned for her and her figure that curved perfectly, I wanted her body on top of mine, I wanted her writhing beneath me.

I watched the way her hips swayed to the low music that played quietly through the speakers of the strip club, The look on her face, the subtle smirk as she watched the reactions she was getting from the filthy men sat next to the stage, showed she was enjoying it. I let out a groan in frustration, wanting nothing more than to touch her and kiss her skin.

I sighed, turning round and leaning against the bar, taking a gulp of my beer. My mind had been filled with her, her smile, her body. Every second of every day, she was in my mind.

A sat for a while, staring at nothing in particular, attempting not to turn around and join everyone else and give seductive and dirty stares towards the half naked women dancing on the stage.

"Hey," I heard a melodic voice from behind me, making me swirl round in curiosity. I was greeted by the beauty I'd watched for the past few days but not had the courage to show interest in. "I saw you watching." I smirk rose on her face.

"Uh, h-hi." I breathed out, my eyes focusing on her face but glanced down to her now covered chest that pointed out directly in front of my face, making me dig my nails into my thigh as I controlled myself.

"So, I've seen you around here a few times in the last few days." The edge of her fingertip came to my shoulder and proceeded to draw circles, sending shivers down my spine.

"I just come for the drinks." I shrugged, making her throw her head back and laugh, I smirked as I watched her in celebration. "You have a beautiful laugh." I grinned up at her, but my mind still wandering as she stood in her lingerie.

"You're cute." She giggled, her hands running around my neck, making me moan under my breath. "How about I give you a little something?" She whispered closely to me, making my breath hitch.

"What would that be?" I grinned, running my hand around her waist as she sat on my lap, I hissed at the sudden pressure.

She shrugged. "I'll start off with something small, but if you want it to go further, just tell me." She raised an eyebrow, giving me a seductive look before grabbing my hand. "Come sit over here." She directed me to a more comfortable chair, pushing me down with enough force to make me growl.

She turned around and sat down above my lap, brushing against it. My hands fell to her hips, my nails dug into her skin. "Fuck." I whispered, paying attention to her ass pressing against me. She moved her hand and ran her nails up my arm. I moved over and kissed her bare back, smirking as I took in what was happening. "How about we get rid of this?" I bit down on my lip, trailing my hand to the front of her chest and teasingly undoing the knot of her bra.

"Eager, are we?" I knew a tight smirk held on her face as she swayed her hip.

I chuckled lightly, my hand grazing over her nipples that began to harden as the cold air hit them, she let out a whimper that only caused my trousers to tighten, and my hips to buck involuntarily. "You're so hot." I rasped, feeling myself get impossibly more worked up as I moved both my hands to her chest.