Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Dessert Follows Dinner

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Quietly, Justin laughed against the bare skin on my hip, the sound made my heart stammer in my chest for a few moments and I found myself having to take a deep breath, he took the liberty of biting down on it whilst he was there.

I watched his eyes move from my stomach to the bedroom wall to my face and back to my stomach, and I found beauty in the way his nose twitched every now and then. He was so unaware of the little things that made me so in love with him, maybe that was a good thing; if he didn’t know, I could continue to secretly admire them.

“Uh, okay. Uhm, If you could fuck any celebrity, who would it be?” Justin asked, letting his wet lips slide to my inner thigh where he kissed gently, I felt his fingers playing with the hem of my underwear, not teasingly but casually.

“Male or female?” I asked, scratching my arm, thinking thoughtfully.

He shrugged. “Depends if you wanna ride that dick or eat that cunt.” Speaking of which, his head was moving dangerously close. His fingers were pulling at the material, not exactly with need; he still looked casual, as though he thought if he looked too suspicious I’d catch on (to what I already knew.)

“I have no idea, too many options.” I chuckled lightly, moving my hand to run through the softness of his short hair. I adored the way his head moved back into the palms of my hand.

“Weak. You should have the answer right there; I’m pretty sure everyone has a celebrity as a reflex to that question.” He shook his head jokingly at me. “You lose, looks like I’m gonna have to eat you out now.” Shrugging, he took a hold of my underwear and began pulling them down before I could object, over my thighs and down my legs. He looked surprised when I didn’t stop him, but I saw he quickly regained confidence.

“You don’t lose at twenty one questions.” I said, rolling my eyes. I tried to stop myself from being distracted when I watched him positioning himself right and placing his hands under my ass.

“But if those were the rules, you’d be out. Sorry.” He kissed my hip, dragging his lips across so they were just above my clit. I held back a gasp.

“You could be out of that window,” I smirked when he sent me a glare.

He began to attack my clit. The whole atmosphere in my room changed when I let out a moan, louder than expected. He stiffened but continued to use his tongue against me.

“Justin,” I whispered, now touching his hair for a reason, tugging it. “Justin, my parents could come in any minute.”

He pulled away lightly, I noticed how shiny his lips were. “[Y/N], I’ve been here for the last two hours and they haven’t come up once. Just lay back and let me make you feel good, baby.” His words rang through my ears and I felt myself relaxing instantly.

His lips met themselves with my clit once more, beginning to work their magic. I rolled my hips up as I felt his teeth rubbing on my clit and causing friction and pleasure charge through my lower body. Humming, he sent my clit pulsing wildly.

Before I had the time to respond any more to Justin’s deep pleasurable actions, footsteps could be heard making their way up the stairs.

“Justin,” Panicked, I attempted to release myself from Justin’s firm grip. “Justin, someone’s coming up and my parents will kill me if they find you here.” I noticed the look of annoyance on his face and the way it changed the whole appearance of his face that I was used to. He climbed to his feet as the footsteps seemed to be getting closer.

I made sure that my lower body was covered while Justin shoved his shirt and trousers under my bed, he scampered around the room looking for a place to hide, sending me a wild expression as he did so.