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15. Interruption(dirty)

I know for a fact Justin is in the living room, talking on the phone. His deep, husky voice bounces off the walls. Doing university homework is getting to me and I need a break.

On this break I decide to pleasure Justin because it makes me happy knowing I'm causing it. I quietly scoot back my kitchen table chair back, leaving all my books.

I saunter towards the living room hearing Justin's voice increase. A smile creeps to my lips knowing what will be happening in the next minutes.

Peeking my head into the dim, modern living room I see Justin sitting on the couch facing me. He's got on a black vneck and some dark wash jeans. His brown hair is messy and I desperately want to tangle my fingers in it.

He's holding up the cellphone with his left hand to his ear and his right is lightly placed over his covered crotch. His head shoots up meeting eye contact. I smile and walk into the living room towards him as he smiles back.

"Yeah that's what I heard too" he says into the phone. "Hi love" he says to me and I put a finger to my lips telling him to be quiet. He raises a eyebrow at me, totally confused.

"No it's nothing. I thought I saw y/n" he speaks on the phone. Once I'm close enough to him I place my hands on his thighs and lean forward kissing his lips. He smiles against my lips and kisses back.

I break apart from him quickly, dropping to my knees infront of him. He looks at me surprised and confused as I suddenly palm him. His breath hitches and he licks his lips, keeping his eyes on me.

"I-I know. Why can't he?" He says staring at me intently. I give him a cheeky smile and unbutton his pants, focusing on the bulge growing under my finger tips. My mouth starts to water just thinking about it.

Slowly I pull down his zipper and Justin coughs awkwardly. I hold back my giggles as I slide the dark material off his legs and feet, throwing them to the side.

My eyes lock on the prominent tent in his red Calvin Klein boxers making me bite my bottom lip in innocence.

Suddenly I'm being pulled up by the arm and his lips crash into mine. I smile and he moans quietly in my mouth as I run my fingers over the bulge lightly. I kiss his jaw a few times before dropping back down again and he releases a shaky breath, watching me.

Not waiting anymore I pull down his boxers, making his length slap his abdomen, holy shit that's hot. It gets better every time. Justin groans but covers it up with a cough.

"That's so stupid though" he says as I slide the boxers off his legs. Connecting eyes with him, I grab his hard member and begin pumping softly and slowly. He gasps and bites his bottom lip to stop his noises.

"I-I don't know. Shouldn't s-scooter know?" He stutters. I smirk and run my thumb over his tip, collecting his pre cum. His eyes roll back before connecting them with mine again.

The feeling of his meat in my hand brings joy inside, knowing that I can do what I want with it. I have that power as he does over me.

My hand runs over his veins making me melt slightly. I quickly spit on my hand before working him again and picking up the speed.

His breathing is getting unsteady already, it's so fun watching him struggle under my touch. "Yeah I'm fine, just running around the house" he lies and bites his bottom lip hard when I lick him from base to tip.

I smile against him and kiss the rough flesh all over. Without warning I put him in my mouth, sucking and bobbing slowly. Justin releases a muffled moan by putting his hand over his mouth.

I rub the part I can't fit which is a lot while keeping eye contact with him. He looks as if to explode any minute. Guys, they always cum way too quickly.