Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Sweet Sensations* (Christmas Series #3)

She shook her hips to the music coming from the speaker on the counter, making sure her arm continued to mix the cookie dough. She watched the chocolate chips swirl through the mixture.

"I love these ones," Justin muffled, she could tell he had a mouth full of cookies. "They're not too sweet, but they don't have that nutty taste like the other ones," he said.

"Isn't it a shame I didn't ask you to be my cookie taste tester?" she replied, not turning to look at him.

"I have excellent taste in cookies, if you wanna impress your family, someone's gotta help you out. Now, the first batch, they tasted like shit, while the second is what an orgasm would taste like, if you could taste it so they're winning so far." His words were followed by loud crunching.

"Thanks for that," she said. She heard his chair screech across the floor, and soon felt his presence behind her. "May I help you? You're not eating the cookie dough out of the bowl again, step back," she warned, pointing the wooden spoon at him.

He grinned as he leaned down and took the end of the spoon in his mouth, licking the cookie dough that hugged it.

"Ew, Justin, that's disgusting!" She yanked it away from his mouth and glared at him.

"You asked for it. Is there any frosting going free? That shit was good." He licked his lips, still not reaching the crumbs dotted around his mouth.

"No, Justin, I need that for the rest of them," she said, feeling as though she was speaking to a little kid when in reality, it was her boyfriend. She tried to shove him away but he was ten times more built than she was.

"C'mon, just a little," he muttered, moving his head towards her shoulder.

"No."

"Literally just a dip of my finger, that's it, I won't take any more than I should." His lips came into contact with her shoulder and his lips were hot.

She rolled her eyes but she knew he couldn't see. "The tiniest bit." She reached over into the corner and pulled out the covered bowl of cookie frosting and took the lid off. Before she could do anything, Justin pulled a cookie out from behind his back and dunked it into the bowl, causing a large scoop of frosting to pile aboard the cookie. Justin chuckled as he pulled away.

"How did you fall for that?" he laughed. "Is it because I kissed you? I know how weak you get when I show you affection, I'll keep that in mind for future reference."

"I thought Christmas was about giving, not lying and stealing," she huffed and he let out a loud laugh, it caused her heart to skip a beat.

"You know, this cookie frosting would taste a hundred times better on you."

"I'm sure it would," she said mindlessly as she evenly placed the dough onto the baking tray.

"How about we try it?" he said and before she knew it his hands were around her waist and the sweet scent of frosting was invading her nose. "I could lick you up nice and clean after we're done," he whispered.

And that was how she came to be thrown down onto their bed, watching Justin yank his shirt over his head before he slid his sweatpants down his legs.

The bowl of frosting sat innocently beside them as Justin's hands hungrily groped her boobs through her bra.

"Oh my God, I can't wait," he grumbled, roughly pressing his lips to her chest, just between where his hands were. "You're going to taste so sweet, so full of candy and all I have to do is fuck you into it falls out."

She rolled her hips up in response; feeling her want and desire for him growing by the second.

She didn't have to ask him to take off her remaining items of clothing; his hands were quick to do the job. Growling, he grabbed the bowl full of sweet goodness once her underwear was discarded carelessly to the floor.