Justin Bieber & Jason McCann Dirty Imagines

Thirty Three (Sex And Confessions) Justin Bieber

EVERY IMAGINE IN THIS BOOK IS NOT MINE SO CREDITS GO TO WHOEVER OWNS THIS.

“For your next project, you’re going to need a partner.” The moment those words left the teacher’s mouth, everyone began to chat across the room to their chosen person. “But, you don’t get to choose. I have a list here of who will be working with whom for this assignment.” The class groaned in annoyance.

The teacher read down the list quickly. “Jones and Wilson. [Y/L/N] and Bieber. Smith and..” I didn’t care to listen to the rest, my mind went blank as my body filled with dread. I groaned loudly and complained as I thought of having to working with Justin.

“I can hear you, [Y/L/N].” I heard Justin hiss from a few rows next to me.

“I did say it out loud.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. “Sir, can’t I be with someone else?

“No, these are your assigned partners. You might want to get to know them because you’re going to be seeing them quite a lot from now on.” The teacher seemed to love seeing us all complaining; he smiled.

I turned to look at Justin who sat smirking at me, I sent him a blank stare. “Shall we say, my place tonight?” The grin only got bigger once the words left his mouth. “Give me your number and I’ll text you my address.”

I sighed and stood up, making my way over to him. I handed him my phone so he could type in his number. He texted himself so he could save the number and know it was me. I grinded my teeth in annoyance.

“Cheer up, babe.” He looked smug, I hated that. “I’ll see you tonight.” He sent me a wink as I walked away. I huffed and slumped to my seat.

Later

Once I knew it was the right house, I hesitantly climbed out of my car and dragged myself up to the front door. I knocked lightly three times and waited, trying to ignore the voices in my head saying to turn around and go home.

I was greeted by Justin. He stood in white basketball shorts and nothing else, I shuffled uncomfortably. “Come in.” He moved aside and let me in, I slowly stepped inside. He guided me to his room, making me sweat involuntarily.

“Let’s get this over with.” I sighed, dropping my bag to the floor, he stopped abruptly. A deep frown edged on his face.

“You could sound more enthusiastic about this, [Y/N].” He glared at me, sighing as he sat on his bed.

“Honestly?” I laughed sarcastically. “I couldn’t if I tried, that’s the best I’ve got.” I chuckled under my breath.

“Do you ever take a break?” He sent me a quizzical look, his gaze never leaving me.

“What do you mean?” I moved on the spot as I felt uncomfortable once more.

“I mean, do you ever take a break from being such a bitch?” He spat, standing up. “You don’t have to be here, so fuck off if you wanna leave.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair.

“Wow, okay.” I scoffed at his sudden outburst. “And I do have to be here actually, trust me, this is the last place I want to be.” I rolled my eyes.

He moved closer to me. His jaw was shut tightly while his eyes glared into mine. His whole presence darkened as his stare kept on my face. “Don’t leave.” His voice contrasted with his expression; he sounded defeated but looked as though he could throw a thousand knives with his words.

Before we both knew it, his lips were moving with mine and his body was pulling mine closer hungrily. He moved his lower body against my own while my hands roamed his hair. The unexpectedness of the situation didn’t even enter my mind at this point, I was too busy basking in how good his lips felt on mine.

He let out a soft groan while guiding me over to his bed, dropping me down onto it and wasting no time, pressing his body down on top of me. Everything around us stood still as we writhed against each other. His hands only left my body to pull my shirt over my head, they returned immediately to graze over my body. “Fuck,” I heard him mumble, it was almost none existent however.

One by one, we discarded each other’s clothes until we lay completely bare, open to each other’s eyes. The quiet sounds of cars driving by and low chatter of people walking by outside was present in the room, but we paid no mind to it as we felt the heat between us. Without warning, Justin thrusted his hips against mine, making me cry out with shock and pleasure. His body tensed and relaxed.

I bit down on my bottom lip, grazing my teeth against it continuously. His motions were fast and hard, making me jolt every time he slammed into me. His eyes burned into my face while I threw my head back at the intense pleasure. His hand removed itself from my waist and his thumb and index finger pulled my lip from the trap between my teeth. “I wanna hear your pretty, little moans.” He whispered against my lips before letting his own touch them.

I let out an involuntary whimper at his words and his tone, he smirked down at me as he thrusted his hips forward with more force each time. “J-Justin,” I gasped as I felt the pleasure increase. Our body’s collided together, over and over. Justin’s hands didn’t seem to be able to leave my body.

“Y-You close already?” He grunted, looking down at me. I tightened around him, feeling my high coming closer. I simply nodded. “Then I better get you there, right?” He subtly picked up his pace, he moved his head so his lips were against my ear. “Are you gonna cum for me? You’re just a little bitch, aren’t you? You never know when to keep your trap shut.” He spat, biting down on my neck.

I simply gasped at his words, the feeling of his long length inside of me, pushing in and out, hitting the right spots perfectly, bringing me closer. “What’s the matter? All those times you run your mouth at me, and when I’m giving it to you good and hard, you go quiet on me? That’s not the way I like it, babygirl.” He pouted, thrusting his hips deeper into me. “Now speak to me,” He slammed harder into me, making me cry out. His jaw clenched. “Show me how good I’m fucking you. Me, Justin, the boy you despise so much. Who would’ve thought?” A smirk made its way onto his face.

“Justin, shit. Please.” I cried out once more, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, giving him deeper access. He moaned in appreciation at my small movement.

“Is the little bitch going to let me make her cum? I know how bad you want it, I know how bad you need it.” He whispered into my ear softly. “By now, your body is weakening, it’s ready to let go and you’re ready to cum all over my cock. Now, cum for me.” He demanded, picking up the pace after slowling down ever so slightly. “Get there, [Y/N]. I want it, I want you to cum for me, fucking do it.”

And we both did. I writhed from beneath him, digging my nails into his back and dragging them along the surface of his skin as I felt the intense pleasure flowing through me. His thrusts became uncoordinated and messy as he let go, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out grunts and moans, curse words leaving his mouth so perfectly.

Justin collapsed off of me, panting. We laid there for a few seconds. I felt the tension begin to resurface.

“Uh, [Y/N], I gotta tell you something.” Justin shifted uncomfortably. I turned to look at his worried expression.

“Oh, God. What have you got?” I whined, moving my hands to my face. “I knew you slept around, but seriously?” I looked over at him.

He looked confused for a moment and then scrunched his face up. “No, I’m clean, I haven’t got anything.” He rolled his eyes, his chest still shining from the sweat that was previously building up. “I, uh, I like you. A lot. This whole hate thing, I don’t know, I guess it was just a cover up.” He shrugged and sighed.

“O-Oh.” I stuttered. “I had no idea.” I racked my brain for something to say, but nothing came out of my mouth.

“I mean, I think you’re gorgeous and fuck, you’re hot.” He chuckled. “And you can be a bitch, I’m not going to lie, but you’re a hot bitch.” He smirked, turning to look at me.

“Well this hate thing between us will come to an end, we’ll get to know each other and see where it goes from there.” I winked at him jokingly, he grinned at me once more.

“Baby, I just made you cum with my dick deep inside of you, I think we’re already pretty close.” He chuckled, rolling over and nudging his head into my neck, leaving open mouthed kisses down it.