Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Birthday Present

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“Wake up.” I heard a faint, hoarse voice in my right ear as I began to adjust to my surroundings.

Opening my eyes, I saw nothing but black and I felt the weight of my eyelids, letting me know it was most likely the middle of the night. I groaned as I attempted to move, but felt a body on top of me. “Justin?” I whispered as best as I could, considering I had only just woken up.

“Sshh.” After that, he said nothing else. The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine, pushing against them with force. The dryness of my mouth mixed with the wetness of his as our tongues touched constantly, our breaths colliding also. The only sound was the noise of our lips smacking together every so often as we feasted on each other. I let my hands hang in loosely around his neck while his fingertips traced my body.

His lips left my own and started giving my neck all the attention. Under the sheets, our legs tangled together and for a moment, I forgot my rising confusion as to why I was awoken in the middle of the night.

I felt him move down beneath the sheets, and I felt the wetness of his lips all the way down my stomach, leaving a warm sensation. I gasped lightly when I felt his lips touch inbetween my hips, and showing no signs of stopping their journey South. His hands wrapped under my thighs, pulling my legs over his shoulder and also, pulling me closer to him. His actions were rough.

I felt his tongue slide slowly up and down my clit teasingly, making me moan at the sudden intensity of pleasure. His fingers dug into the skin on my thigh while he continued his actions. He took me under with his touch and it suddenly became everything I could think about.

In the dark, I found myself unable to stop myself from moaning when he flattened his tongue and wrapped his mouth around my clit, sucking gently. “Justin, fuck.” My hands attempted to grab a hold of anything that they could find, which only seemed to be the sheets beneath me.

I had to stop myself from whining childishly when he detached himself from me. “I want you quiet. I don’t want a word to leave your lips and I want you to behave for me. Understand?” His voice was dark, making me want to buck my hips up, but I resisted. When I didn’t reply, he readjusted himself. “Good girl.” I had to bite down hard on my bottom lip to stop myself from crying out when he went straight to sucking on my clit with a lot more pressure than before.

I felt the tip of his tongue swirl around my sensitive spot while his mouth sucked, I arched my back involuntarily and my mouth opened but I stopped myself from letting any noise escape.

I couldn’t see anything because of the darkness, all I could do was lay and feel the softness of Justin’s hands gripping my legs harshly. Every now and then he hummed against my clit, sending extra sparks of pleasure shooting through me.

I felt Justin’s fingers instantly press at my entrance, making me jump. He pushed two fingers into me slowly, letting me adjust. “You’re so wet for me.” He mumbled against me, making me whimper. “Don’t make a sound.” I struggled and writhed as I tried not to moan when his fingers moved in and out of me slowly. He brought his free hand up to hold my hips down, pressing his palm against my skin.

While his tongue danced up and down my clit and his fingers thrusted into me, I gripped the material beneath me and tightened my legs around Justin’s body. “Are you close?” I heard him mutter, detaching his lips for only a second before going back to work.

I nodded, feeling my orgasm around the corner, I wanted to run towards it and let it collide against me. “Cum for me. Now. If you don’t cum for me now, you’ll make me very upset. You don’t want that do you? Cum, [Y/N].” His voice was hoarse and rough, only making me shake even more as he spurred me on.

My orgasm hit me only a few moments after the words left his lips. I gasped, grabbing a hold of Justin’s hand and squeezing it, he let me happily. “Mm. Good girl.” He whispered, rubbing his hand up and down my thigh while he continued to lick my clit through my high.

I only slightly acknowledged as he climbed up my body and came face to face with me. I watched his expression as he stared at me, examining my face. “Beautiful.” He whispered, moving his face closer and closer until his lips met mine for a split second. They didn’t stay there; he brought his tongue and traced it across my bottom lip softly, keeping his gaze locked with my own.

I was so entranced in his gaze and the warmth of him being so close to me that I wasn’t prepared when he slammed into me. I cried out loudly when I felt him hit me deeply and the thickness of him stretching me. He too let out a loud groan on his journey inside of me, suddenly feeling the relief.

He pulled out of me and slammed back into me, taking a hold of my wrists in his hand and yanking them above my head. “Mm. You feel so good around me.” He muttered. “So wet.” He whispered as he thrusted back into me.

“Justin.” I gasped, taking a hold of his biceps, digging nails into the surface of his skin. “F-Faster.” I stuttered, feeling the intense pleasure.

I thrusted my hips up to meet his movements in attempt to gain more pleasure. He groaned when he felt our lower bodies colliding. “This is what you want, right? To be fucked good and hard? Tell me you love it, baby.” His breath was increasingly heavy and his eyes were burning into mine.

“It feels s-so good.” My head banged softy against the headboard as he slammed into me constantly. I moaned loudly, pulling his face down so that our lips collided. He moaned into the kiss.

“I’m close and I want you to cum with me. Come on.” He pulled my leg up to his waist with his large hand, helping him to reach deeper parts of me. “Oh, shit, baby.” He grunted, his eyes scrunched shut tightly and his mouth fell open, indicating to me that he was cumming. His thrusts became sloppy while he rode his orgasm out.

The feeling of his cum pouring into me and filling me was enough to send me over the edge. “Oh,” I held my breath, feeling myself tighten around his length, to which Justin gasped at the feeling.

We both got quieter as we both relaxed. Justin collapsed on top of me and buried his head in my neck, kissing it softly. He hummed contently.

“Justin?” I whispered, bringing my hand around his back and tracing patterns on his neck. He hummed in question. “Why did you wake me up at this time of the night in such a way?” I chuckled, he smirked against my skin before taking it in between his teeth for a split second.

“I just wanted to give you your first birthday present. I hope you liked it.” He sent me a goofy grin before bringing his hands around my back and rolling us over so I laid on top of him. “Happy Birthday, princess.” He pressed his lips against mine softly.