Interracial Justin Bieber imagines

7. Dirty- Wet dreams

Your POV

"Wow..." I said to myself and I closed the book that was resting on my boyfriend, Justin's head. He had his head in my lap with the rest of his body sprawled across the bed as he slept peacefully for the past 30 minutes. I shook my head at the leading female character in the story I had just finished, and put the book away in the nightstand trying to be careful to not wake Justin-- but suddenly he did something that made me think he was awake.

"Y/n" He groaned and I froze, turning to him in my lap.

"Yea babe?" I ask but he doesn't answer, I guess he's just talking in his sleep again. "Ok then..." I take notice to the sweat forming in his forehead and I strip him of the throw blanket that was lying across him. That's why his dumbass is talking in his sleep, he's too hot.

I grab my phone off the top of the night stand and check the time. It's only 9:45, so I decide to watch stories on snapchat. I tap Kylie Jenner's story and see her laid up on Tyga while eating a bowl of pomegranate seeds, then her cheering Kendall Jenner on at a fashion show, and then her at Kanye's concert. (A/N: You'll laugh if you're a regular viewer of her snapchat stories lmao) Man I love her life, I think to myself until my thoughts are interrupted by Justin constantly shifting and switching positions on my thigh.

What could be making him sleep so restlessly? My eyes scan over him worriedly until I begin to see profanities escaping his pink lips. Bad dream I guess, and I'm not gonna wake him up either. That's wtf he gets for leaving them dishes in the sink. I slide out from underneath him and go around the bed to take a picture of him and post it on my story captioning it- "He's such a little big kid". I put my phone on the charger and shift in the bed to lie down. Justin shifts on his own as well, still sleeping.

As I reach to turn off the light I freeze in mid air.

"Fuuck Y/n, stop teasing." Along with a moan comes from Justin and I just raise my eyebrows, but continue to hit the light. I cuddle into Justin like we do every night, and right when I begin to close my eyes, he pulls me closer into him. He's gripping my hips tightly and I feel something really hard poking me.

"J get off of me, I'm tryna sleep." I say and all I get is a breathy moan in response, his warm breath sending chills down my spine. "Justin.." I whine but he suddenly turns over on his back and grips his pants. I roll over to get a better view. I see the straining fabric from his giant bulge and I kind of begin to laugh.

"Keep going Y/n" he groans and rolls over on his stomach with his head turned facing me, eyes still shut. I smile to myself and admire how his lashes softly brushed his cheeks.

Should I wake him?
Nah this is fun.

Justin continues gripping his pants and thrusts into the mattress. His mouth forming a soft 'O' shape. I shift a little in the sheets, I can't lie-- he was turning me on. Suddenly his mouth shuts and he bites down hard on his lip while furrowing his eyebrows. "Mmm" he moans again and rolls back on his back. This time he put his arm back and gripped the pillow, still biting with no mercy on that lip. I can't help myself, I begin to slide a hand down my pajama shorts and touch myself. I know that he could be doing this for me but I don't wanna wake him, it's like free porn whenever he's sleeping. Justin's chest begins to rise up and down and his breathing gets heavier as it always does when he's deep into sexual activity.

I contain my moans as we both roll over to the right at the same time. He grabs my waist and begins thrusting away once again, but this time both of us enjoying pleasure. I arch my back as I continued fingering myself with Justin's name leaving my lips with a couple of moans. That arch was it for Justin, soon enough it almost seems like he stopped breathing, but he was holding his breath. He sucked in air through his nose, and I definitely knew what was next. He released his load with his breath and I cringed at the now warm and wet spot on the sheets and my back, canceling my orgasm.

Maybe this wasn't a good idea to watch.

"Justin, wake up! Look at what you did!" I yell and he yawns.

"What happened?" He asks me sleepily while rubbing his eyes. "What time is it even?" He adds and I take the sheets off me and get out of bed.

"About 10:15 pm!" I say and simultaneously rip the sheets off of him and the bed to reveal the gigantic wet spot. His eyes widen.

"SHIT!" He says and hops up to run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I laugh a little to myself knowing that I was taking part in this too, but I won't tell him.

"Justin Drew Bieber get out here and help me take off these sheets!" I call after him.

He comes out from the bathroom wearing new shorts, while scratching the back of his head and looking at me.
"Damn I'm sorry baby I...fuck...it felt so real!" He says giving in and apologizing to me.

"Aren't you a little old to be having those kind of dreams J?" I ask him with a small laugh and I begin to strip the corner of the sheets on the bed. "Come help!" I say to him since he was just standing in the doorway to embarrassed to move. He begins to take the sheets off of the other side of the bed and I wrap them all up into a ball that I can carry.

"Where are you going?" He asks me.

"It's only 10, we still gotta go to sleep tonight. You better come on, maybe we'll have enough time to make your dream a reality." I say with a wink, and sashay out the door and downstairs to the washroom.

A/N: Hey guys! Ik that was lowkey kinda short but i did it real quick cause I haven't updated. Anyways thanks for all of the votes. I'm thinking about being open to suggestions too......idk lmao we'll see. But keep reading loves, Thank you💕