Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Walkin' Straight

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I watched Justin with a chuckle, as he replicated his trampoline moves from his Company performance from tour right in front of me, as if I didn’t see it a million times already.

“Ooo, and then I did a flip thing, watch babe, like this!” Justin said with excitement as he jumped a few times in place to gain momentum before swinging his legs up above his head, landing a perfect backflip. 

Justin had just gotten done with his American leg of the Purpose Tour, and my parents invited him over for dinner so he could share all of his stories and experiences he had while being on the road for months at a time with them. Dinner was done, and Justin encouraged me to go out to the trampoline that was in my backyard with him so he could show me his moves, again.

But, I didn’t mind it. I actually loved it. 

I loved seeing him excited when he talked about the things he loved the most, and I loved watching the dedication and passion that whirled in his eyes as he did so. Seeing him so excited as he recited one of the dances he worked so hard on for tour made me happy. He made me happy.

I stared at him in awe as he still continued to do his trampoline routine, but he cut me out of my trance when he jumped and landed on his back right in front of me, making me flinch.

“You’re so cute, did you know that?” I asked him, with a smile on my face. His breathing was uneven, and he leaned up on his elbow as he faced me. A smile spread over his lips and all I wanted right then and there was him. 

I reached my hand out and ran my fingers through his hair, which was much shorter than what I was used to. Justin took that as an opportunity to pull my hand, making me land on top of him, “I’ve missed you,” he whispered.

I wrapped my arms tightly around him, taking in his scent as I did so, “I’ve missed you,” I repeated. 

“You know what I’ve missed more, though?” Justin asked with a smirk, and by the look of that smirk I knew what his answer was going to be, I rolled my eyes as he answered his own question, “Sex.”

I rolled over, making my body meet with the trampoline once again, “Of course you did.” 

Justin rolled over and placed each hand firmly on either side of my head, his face hovering directly over mine making my breath get caught in my throat due to his smooth move, “How could you blame me though? I have a hot ass girlfriend, who I have hot ass sex with.”

I let out a laugh because he wasn’t lying. My mind flashed back to all of the different times that we had sex, and where we’ve had sex. All of the memories replaying in my head made me crave him. 

I leaned up to press my lips to Justin, but the sound of my family bursting out into a fit of laughter from inside of the house made me roll my eyes in annoyance, welp there goes that idea.

Justin, however, didn’t seem bothered that my parents and siblings were only just inside the house because he attacked my neck with wet kisses anyway, “We’ve never had trampoline sex,” Justin rasped into my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“What if my parents or sisters walk out?” I groaned. 

“They won’t,” Justin smiled, “And if they do, then, well, they get a free show.”

I swatted his arm and he chuckled, “C’mon babe,” he pleaded. His face found the crook of my neck, where he sucked lightly and then kissing the same spot making me moan softly.

“We have to make it quick,” I sighed, giving in. 

“I can do that,” Justin smiled excitedly, making me chuckle.