Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Going Riding (mature)

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The room was filled to the top with the sound of our cries as Justin pushed into me. “Fuck, [Y/N].” Justin’s head was rested inbetween my boobs, he left kisses every now and then as he pounded into me. “You fuck me up in so many ways. Don’t ever stop.” His breathing was heavy. I let my hands run up and down his arms softy, contrasting against his hard thrusts.

“Oh my God, Justin.” My moans left my mouth with such ease, almost without my control. Whenever he touched me and watched me, I wanted to express my pleasure through words just so I could see the glint that appears in his eyes whenever he hears me.

“I love making you feel good, I love hearing how good I make you feel.” He let out a low growl after he’d finished his sentence, but it was so minuscule that I wasn’t sure if I’d imagined it.

I moaned in response, not trusting myself with attempting to speak a full sentence.

His movements were perfect. Every thrust that he made into me was better than the last. “Justin,” I wanted his attention; not just his physical attention, not just his hands on my body, not just his kisses on my chest, but his emotional and mental attention. “Justin.” My tone was harsher the second time, hoping it’d grab his attention.

And it did; his head snapped up so that his eyes met my own. “What? Am I hurting you?” I found myself regretting the hardness behind my words when I saw the worried look in his eyes as his thrusts came to a halt.

“No,” I chuckled softly. “I love you.” I kissed his cheek, leaving a wet patch in the centre. His face softened almost immediately.

He breathed softly. “I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.” He let his head fall to my forehead, he left a small peck, however it was with enough force to leave a burning feeling in replacement of his lips. “And you know, I love to please the fuck out of the girls I love as much as I do you.” Moving his head to my neck, I felt his warmth.

“I hope I’m the only one,” I joked, letting my eyes fall shut. I felt our sweet moment drifting off into the air as his hips started to pick up speed.

The sound of a low chuckle made me shiver; it was dark and throaty. It instantly became one of my favourite sounds. And the smirk on Justin’s face as it emitted from his lips made it a whole lot better. “Of course you’re the only one. Forever.” He muttered, kissing the skin on my neck, as he always did.

Gaining speed, I could tell by the way he tensed his body that he was aiming to get us to our orgasm without stopping. “I love making you cum.” He whispered into my ear. The feeling of his breath on my neck made the whole thing even more magical. “I love the way you shake and moan and struggle against me when I fuck you.” I whimpered to which he grinned knowingly. He kissed my lips, cutting off another squeal that was making its way up my throat. His tongue danced with mine.

I had something I wanted to try, and I wanted it now. But I couldn’t trust my voice while Justin was pushing into me the way he was; with so much force and commitment. I pushed his shoulder. He slowed down his movements and looked down at me. He looked confused but also annoyed that I’d shown signs of wanting stop once again.

“I wanna try something.” I bit down on my bottom lip. I attempted to roll over so that I was on top of him, but he wouldn’t budge. “Justin, help.” I whined, he sighed as pulled out of me and fell to my side. He looked beyond frustrated. I climbed on top of him instantly, taking a hold of his hard on and placed it at my entrance.

I watched his face closely as I pushed down onto him with ease. I noticed the twitch in his eyes and the tightening of his jaw when he felt himself filling me up. I adored the way he closed his eyes when he felt even the slightest of pleasure, I wasn’t sure if it was voluntary or if his body immediately reacted to the feeling of bliss in such a way.

I didn’t give him long. I began rolling my hips back and forth so that I moved on his cock. He shuddered. I smiled proudly.

I always felt an intense wave of accomplishment when Justin expressed to me that I was pleasuring him - it meant I was doing him good. I was making him feel good. I had control.

Letting myself get into what was happening, I put my hands on his shoulders for support and began picking up the speed, being very aware that we were both incredibly close. “Fuck.” I whispered.

“Oh my God, babygirl.” Justin shot up onto his elbows but letting his head fall back. “Where the fuck did you learn to do this?”

I loved the way his breath was heavy through his words, he let out little snaps of breath while his chest rose and fell abruptly. “Baby. Baby. Please.” His eyebrows furrowed, he closed his eyes almost as though he was concentrating on feeling all of the pleasure he was getting. He bit down on his bottom lip as he frowned. “Shit!” He hissed, making me push down further onto him. I struggled to keep my own moans down.

I took the liberty of roaming my hands up and down his chest. He took my hands, making me slightly fall forward but luckily he realised and used his own hands to keep my up. He kissed my hands roughly. “You’re a fucking goddess for this.” He panted while he chuckled softly.

“Justin,” I whimpered, almost warning him that I was close. I think he realised I was on the edge thanks to my movements becoming slow and uncoordinated.

“It’s alright, princess.” He fell back, his hips moved up to meet mine, helping me in a way. “Fuck, cum with me. I want your cum on my cock while I cum inside of you.” He rasped, but his tone was demanding. I did as he said without hesitation.

“Oh, shit!” I screamed softly. The feeling was different, the pleasure was different to how it usually was when Justin was in charge and getting me to the edge. I hoped he felt the same pleasure I usually feel when I’m able to lay there and appreciate it.

“Shit, shit, holy fuck!” From the loudness and stained on his voice, he was also feeling a new type of bliss. He was almost whimpering as his head fell back against the sheet. “[Y/N], baby.” I’d never seen his chest rise and fall as rapidly before, I enjoyed witnessing it.

My hips clashed with his as we came together. We moaned and moved together perfectly. While we were coming down, I felt Justin’s hands running up and down my thighs as he swallowed with a gulp. “Shit,” He whispered under his breath.

I collapsed against his chest. “That was fun.” I muttered, my jaw pressing into his chest when I opened my mouth making my head bob.

“That was so fucking good, babygirl. How did you do that? Not that I’m doubting your riding skills but holy crap, I never thought it would have felt that good. Fuck.” His hand ran up and down his face. I giggled as I shrugged. “Tell me; why have we never done that before ?” His chest was soothing me as it rose and fell, I listened to his breathing.“

“I’m guessing you enjoyed it then.” I moved my head to look at him, I grinned.

“Mhm.” He nodded, pulling me close. “The only thing that’d make it better is spanking.” He grinned back at me.

“Damn, I didn’t think you were the type of guy who wanted to be spanked!” I joked, laughing at him as he gave me a bored expression as he shook his head.

But he moved his face into my neck, leaving a kiss and then I felt a sharp pain run through my ass, making me gasp.