Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Right Time In The Afternoon

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3 months in, 6 months to go. I had just moved from the first trimester to the second and I’m glad the morning sickness is wearing off but I’m getting bigger and it’s getting harder. Right now I only have a tiny bump, but it’s a tiny bump that I’m not used to having. Justin loves it though, he loves having his hands resting over it as he mumbles words to himself over it. We didn’t do it on purpose, we didn’t plan on having a child yet but when it happens it’s meant to be. I’d think otherwise if I knew we’d struggle to support it, but we can, Justin can. Over the last three months we haven’t been so intimate, a few times successfully, a lot of other times I’d have to run off to throw up, morning sickness is 24 hours. 

But it was wearing off and I was planning on making my move. I tried my best to find Justin’s favourite pair of underwear but it disappeared so I stuck with something simple. Black, it might make my tummy look smaller too. I thought about putting heels on to match but I chose against it, I’m not ready for sore feet just yet. Instead I stayed bare foot and made my way in only my underwear into the living room where Justin was sitting on his laptop on the couch. The door from the bedroom was facing Justin and I had to decide a plan before I walked through the door. Play it cool? Pose at the doorframe? Making my decision I walked back and forth, wall to wall, in the small corridor. “Y/N, what are you doing?” Shit. 
“Uh, uhm,” I didn’t think I’d be caught off guard my face heating up. 
“Why don’t you have clothes on? Are you hot baby? Maybe we should go to the doctors to make sure everything’s okay?”  
“Justin I-” what was my game plan? I’m just gonna say it. “-I’m not hot, your hot, can we have sex now?” He only chuckled before taking his laptop off his lap and putting it on the coffee table in front of him, closing the lid. He sat back and patted his lap, hesitantly I made my way over to him and straddled his waist.  Justin’s hands instinctively went to my thighs, and mine went around his neck. “So you wanna have sex?” He questioned me and I couldn’t stop my face from heating up as I nodded back. Justin smirked as his hands moved from my thighs and went to the bottom of his top. Pulling it off and showing me his drool worthy body. Once it was on the couch beside us Justin’s hand tapped the side of my thigh, moving it from him so he could stand and take off the rest of his clothes. He sat back down and pulled me over his lap once more. His semi hard member was between us as his hand brought my lips to his. We kissed for the first time since we began and I didn’t hesitate allowing his tongue enter my mouth. We stayed like that for a while, Justin’s hands wondering around my skin before going to my back and unclasping my bra. Letting it fall from my arms, and to be dropped on the couch beside us. Justin’s hands returning to my body and slowly trailing down my sides and stomach until he got to my knickers. Lifting my body with his hand that moved its way under my bum, his other hand found a way to pull my knickers down my thighs until he sat me back down and pulled my legs forward. Pulling my knickers down until they were off and next to our bodies on the couch. Moving myself back in my old position, Justin held himself and pumped himself a few times, pulling our chest together with his unoccupied hand. I felt his tip at my entrance and slowly sunk down onto him, my eyes closed as I felt him going deeper inch by inch. 

Once my thighs were back against his, I pulled myself away, pushing my thighs upwards beginning movement. It was slow, until Justin began to move his hips upwards to meet mine. My hands were on his shoulders as his were holding my hips up in place, him doing all the work as I couldn’t keep silent. Every now and then I’d move my body opposite to Justin’s, him slipping out of me completely before pushing back in. “Justin I’m close.” I let my hand drop to my centre, rubbing my clit in quick circular motions. “Oh fuck Justin!” I shuddered as the pressure in my body released all over Justin. He didn’t stop as I hit my orgasm, instead he sped up. I watched as his head fell back against the cushion of the couch, his eyes falling shut as I felt him twitch and release inside of me. I stilled my hips as did Justin, holding the position as I squeezed myself around him. I began leaving light kisses down his neck, my hands skimming over his chest slowly. He let out a groan as his hand cupped my jaw, pulling my lips away from his neck to his own. We kissed slowly, exhausted from the amazing orgasms we just had. Slowly Justin forced my body off his as he was softening inside of me, keeping my body on his. Justin’s arms wrapped themselves around my body, laying against his chest he kissed my forehead, muttering “you’re definitely hotter than me baby.”