Quincy Brown Imagines 🌹

~Interference II~

What you all have probably been waiting for, THE SMUT! For Justin🌚🤭

Justin took your hand, leading out of the humongous crowd of social partygoers. All the while your hips held a seductive sway to them as you were beating Angela at her own game. You glanced back one more time, your eyes boring into a pair of shocked brown ones. One of your perfectly arched eyebrows quirked up, lips contorted to a smirk, you proceeded to smugly flip your hair over your shoulder and follow behind YOUR man, daring her to follow(Period bitch yasss! We stan the queens!💞Okie back to the story🏃🏽‍♀️).

The two of you had finally weaved your way threw the crowd upstairs, now making your way down in pursuit of the bathroom. The two of you smiled and waved little hellos on the way, as to not raise any further suspicions. Your heels clicked on the floor while Justin glided along in his Jordan's. Your mind raced and your heart beat loudly against your chest, excited for what was to come. Justin moves you in front of him, hands with a light grip on your hips, most likely looking at the way your dress hugged your ass perfectly. Your suspicions were correct as he gave it a light tap.

"Just keep heading straight through those two doors there for me, love," he directed, one hand leaving your hip to now travel up your side. The slight touch setting your skin aflame, contradicting the shivers that ran up your spine. You quickly shuffled the rest of the way there. Once the two of you reached the doors, you pushed one of them slightly open, allowing for you both to slip right in, unbeknownst to the others around you. There were an additional five black doors, each signifying they were all unisex. You knocked on a door straight ahead, an easy way to guide Angela to where she could find the two of you. As you heard no answer from the other side, you took the handle and pushed the door open to be met with a tidy restroom consisting of just a toilet and sink.

You immediately walked all the way in, pulling Justin with you. Not even a second later, he pushed you against the door and slammed his lips against yours. This only fueled the previous amount of adrenaline that had accumulated from the situation beforehand. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tugging him closer. His right hand traveled from your side, up your stomach, and towards your left breast where he gave it a firm squeeze. Your grip on him tightened as a low moan escaped from between your lips. He smiled into the kiss and gave your ass a harsh slap, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth as you gasped.

His tongue moved with yours as he ached to search every crevice of your sweet mouth. Deciding to gain some control of the situation, you let your hands wander down his firm chest, to the top of his pants where his belt resided. Pulling away from the kiss, you gave it a firm tug, indicating that you wanted him to undo it.

"Please, daddy," you said as you bit your bottom lip and looked him up and down. With a sense of urgency, he moved so that his back was now up against the wall and you were in front. Taking a ponytail holder off of your wrist, you fell to your knees, tying your hair up in a messy ponytail, eager to show Justin why you were his— and his only. You went to unbuckle his black belt that was aquatinted by two gold G's, signifying he was also a man of wealth. His eyes held admiration and lust as he licked his lips, eyeing your next move.

Remembering that you didn't want to necessarily mess up your dress, you stood up to shimmy it down, turning around to give Justin a little show. Leaving your heels on, you turned around to face Justin with a matching set of black lace underwear. Your hands found your way to the straps of your bra where you slowly removed one strap at a time. You analyzed Justin, noticing his rapid breathing, eyes glued to your chest. Your eyes moved down his sculpted body, stopping where you noticed the growing bulge being restricted by his black pants. It was enticing.

With your straps down, you moved your fingers to your back, unhooking the painful contraption, allowing for your full chest to bounce on display. Justin reached out to you, wanting to feel your breasts in his hands, or kiss and suck on them until he marked them with his infamous love bites. You lightly pushed his hands away and resumed your starting position, not wanting to waist anymore time. Wandering away to his zipper, you quickly unzipped his pants and inserted your hand to find his hardened member.

You pulled it out and immediately got to work. Your hand pumped his length a few times before you stuck only the tip into your mouth, using your tongue to swirl around the head. You took more of him in slowly, wanting to savor the moments of him in your mouth. Pleasing Justin was something that you always loved to do as it was something that you didn't get to do too often. With both of your busy schedules, you guys only engaged within these festivities a few times a month. Even then he was always hellbent on pleasuring you, always helping you to chase your release first. It was times like this that only rarely happened in which you took immense pride with pleasuring your boyfriend, the man you were sure to become your husband. You would be damned if someone's overly obsessed manager would come between the two of you. If it meant he would have to be inside of you every night, then so be it.

Moaning around him, you pushed his very long member deep inside your mouth the furthest it could go, before sliding all the way out, your lips sucking harder on the tip, ending with a pop.

"Damn, mamí," he cursed under his breath. His hand circled around your ponytail, pushing you forward. You obliged, instantly getting more into it, determined to make him cum. You inserted his very long length back into your mouth, jerking the amount that couldn't fit. Your head bobbed up and down as you sucked, your saliva coating his dick and lubricating your movements. He groaned as you moved faster, which encouraged you to suck even harder. You looked up to see Justin with his head thrown back against the door in pure ecstasy.

Knowing that you were the one causing causing his pleasure, you moaned in content at the sight before you. Justin's breath hitched, something that happened when he was near his release. "Fuck," he breathed out, "you're amazing baby girl," he coaxed. You again released him from your mouth. Your hand resumed your previous work, the sound music to your ears.

"I want you to cum for me, please daddy?" You asked him with big innocent eyes. His thumb ran across your lips before he pushed them apart and inserted it. You eagerly sucked, pumping his dick even harder. He released his thumb and threw his head back again, that same hand wrapping around your neck giving you a firm squeeze, causing you to let out a throaty moan.

Your session was then interrupted by a loud knock on the door, followed by an urgent voice. "Justin, is that you? Is everything alright in there?" It questioned. You immediately recognized it as your new nemesis. You looked at Justin, a playful glint in your eyes. His breathing labored as he was so close to cumming.

"Tell her, papí," you dared. "Todo está bien." Your seductive accent was evident within your words, daring him to speak. After hearing you speak in your native tongue, he wished your mouth was doing more than just talking. His hand went to grab your hair again, but you slapped it way, dissatisfied at his response. He huffed in response as he cleared his throat.

"Yes, Angela, everything is all goo—" his sentence was cut short as your lips, once again wrapped around his pink tip, and gave a teasing suck. All the while, your tongue ran back and forth, up and down, your hand working the rest. He groaned a lengthy sound of pleasure this time.

"Are you sure? You can unlock the door you know." She stated, her voice slightly trailing off, implying she wanted to do more than see if he was okay. That was your final breaking point.

"He said he's fine," you snapped. You heard a surprised gasp from the other side of the door. Before she had the chance to say another thing, you continued. "Now, before we continue, I'd just like you to know that you're fired," you stated in a calm voice, still teasing Justin who was at the peak of his release. You heard her huff before her shoes stomped off, most likely in a fit of anger as she didn't get what she had wanted. "Now that that's taken care of," you looked to Justin with low, seductive eyes, "let's get back to work."

Determined to now throw him over the edge, you reached back into his pants, lightly gripping and running your fingers across his sack. He paused for a moment before he let out a loud groan. You immediately smirked in success as soon as you felt a warm liquid form in your mouth. Like the good woman you were, you swallowed all that he had to offer, then slowly pulled him out of your mouth. You took you fingers and delicately wiped at the corners of your mouth before standing up. You pressed your chest against his as he forcefully grabbed your chin. Like the real man he was, he kissed you hungrily.

"This is why I love you," he said with a chuckle as you joined him.

Justin wasn't the only one receiving teasing. I still haven't written a full smut yet, but it's on the way with the next update, either tomorrow or Wednesday!😶