IMAGINE NUMBER ONE.
i. euphoric nights
justin bieber.

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Seeing her body lying under the white comforter, Justin moved forward to the bed and places his right knee on the soft, foam mattress. His leg immediately sinks into the comforter and he brings the other one up, trying his very best not to make too much noise to wake Anastasia up. When he reaches her, he sees that her eyes are closed and small breaths are leaving her mouth as she sleeps. Her blonde hair lays sprawled on the pillow, the locks bouncing with her small movements. The bed suddenly creaks and he curses under his breath, snapping his head up to look and see if he'd woken the beautiful girl in bed.

To his content and gratefulness, she didn't wake up. So, he takes a small breath and pulls the white comforter off her body. As soon as he does this, he feels his dick begin to throb in his pants. Her curvaceous body in that sexy, black lingerie makes him want nothing more than to make her feel extraordinary, so she experiences what it's like to actually be on cloud 9, the utmost amount of pleasure someone can feel within themselves.

His eyes trail from her plump, pink lips, which he wants to bite, suck, and lick endlessly, down to her exposed cleavage. The curves of her breasts, and the way the black bra hugs them perfectly, pushing them so it's evident they're big and round. He's startled when she shifts in her sleep and he can't help but to notice how her breasts shift and lick his lips as his dick pulses uncomfortably. He hovers over Anastasia and begins to leave open mouthed kisses on her neck, sucking on her sweet skin here and there.

Moving down, he eyes her toned stomach and groans under his breath, gladly not loud enough to wake her. It's when he sees her lace panties that he feels his knees almost give way and his head spin. The small bow on the hem of her panties is tied neatly and the lace shows the crease in between her thighs. A bead of sweat runs down his face at the sexual feeling and desire inside of him for Anastasia. His hands reach forward and latch onto the hem of her panties and begin pulling them slowly down her long, tanned legs. Once they're down to her ankles, he looks at her beautiful, pink pussy and feels his pupils dilate at the things he'd like to do to her.

Adjusting himself so he's in a comfortable position, he slowly dips his head down until he's face to face with Anastasia's sweet womanhood. He extends his tongue and does one swift swipe up her sex, causing a small, almost inaudible moan to escape her lips. She twitches slightly as soon as his hot, wet tongue makes contact with her now, wet womanhood. He feels her juices against his tongue as he licks once again. Her pussy begins to throb against his tongue and he lets out a groan, one that causes her to shoot up in place and put a hand to her forehead in desperation.

Anastasia looks around the dark room frantically. When her eyes land on Justin, she widens her eyes and actually rubs them to make sure that what she's seeing is actually there. Her heart starts beating frantically the more she acknowledges the situation at hand.

"Justin?" Anastasia asks in a surprised tone, looking down at her panties that are at her ankles. She looks from them, up to him, and a small hint of a grin makes its way onto her full lips. Anastasia slides her underwear back up her legs until it's covering her womanhood. She licks her lips and crosses her legs under her, along with her arms across her chest and clearing her throat.

"Hey Ana." Justin says hesitantly, a weak smile coming upon his lips and his hand scratching the back of his neck. She looks at him with pursed lips and raised eyebrows, her smug expression evident by her body language and facial features.

"Well, I think there's some explaining that needs to be done, don't you think?"

"She didn't want sex."

"Celeste?"

"No, my other wife. Yes, Celeste." Justin says in a sarcastic, bitter tone. Anastasia jerks her head back at the huge attitude that Justin has come to her with.

"Now now, no need to get crazy with me. You did try and eat me out while I was sleeping,"

"I need some release."

"I can help you." She says seductively, flicking her index finger up to push his chin up to look up at her, "who's going to fix my... problem?"

Justin growls under his breath and shoots forward until his lips come into contact with Anastasia's soft, plump lips. She moans on impact, Justin crawling forward until Anastasia's fully lied down, the soft mattress coming into contact with her back. All that is audible is the smacking of Justin and Anastasia's lips, tilting their heads left and right, trying to find the correct angle to kiss each other at.

Justin has his hands sprawled out on either side of Anastasia's head as he hovers over her, making out with her intensely. He traces her plump lips with his hot, wet tongue, biting on her bottom lip to tease her, to have her wet as ever. He then squeezes Anastasia's right breast, causing her to moan and he takes that opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. His long tongue roams her mouth, beginning to fight maliciously with hers. Her hands reach up and grip onto his neck, her hands curling into fists and tugging on his hair tightly. A groan leaves Justin's lips when she drags her nails through his scalp, the pleasurable feeling making its way all throughout her body until it reaches his manhood, causing it to throb uncomfortably. He slips his arms around her back and holds her closer to him, pressing her front fully to his.

Justin's lips mush together with Anastasia's, causing her to close her eyes in bliss, taking in the soft feel of his lips against hers. An unintentional moan escapes her lips, the vibration of the sound going all throughout both bodies, the sexual tension rising to a whole new level.

Justin removes his lips from hers, Anastasia finding that her lips are numb from how hard he'd kissed her. He kisses her cheek all the way to her jawline, tracing it with his soft lips. When he reaches her ear, he nibbles on the lobe, causing Anastasia to whimper and grip his hair tighter. As he moves down to her neck, he takes in the smell of her perfume, the Pure Poison perfume by Dior invading his nostrils.

He attaches his lips to her neck and begins sucking and biting slowly, yet harshly, so her pleasure could last longer. He adds tongue, swirling his wet muscle around the love bite he's giving her, soothing the pain. Anastasia moans at the feel of his lips, along with the pain and pleasure from that action he did and pushes her chest into him by sexual instinct. He slides his arm under her lower backside and picks her up ever so slightly, so she's hovering over the bed. Putting his face in her neck, she feels his light kisses and hot breaths hit her neck, her womanhood heated like a blazing inferno.

He lies her back down softly, eyeing the hickey he'd given her and smirking that he'd marked his territory. Proceeding downward, his mouth reaches her cleavage, him licking his lips, his tongue unintentionally poking her skin, causing Anastasia to whimper so quietly, it was almost non existent. He reaches behind her, to her warm backside, feeling on her black lace bra. He searches for the clip of her bra and undoes it swiftly, lifting it off of her and throwing it off to his right side somewhere. Anastasia feels the cool air of the room hit her hard nipples, the feeling making her bite her bottom lip hard, taking a deep breath.

Justin looks from her eyes down to her chest, eyeing her big, round breasts in pure admiration and lust, Anastasia noticing how his eyes turned black, his lustful gaze causing her womanhood to throb painfully. She whimpers slightly, Justin smirking at how eager and ready she is for him. He dips his head down and takes her right nipple into his mouth, covering the hard nipple entirely with his full lips.

Anastasia arches her back instantly, her chest shooting up at the pleasant feeling of his hot mouth over her hard nipple, a heavy moan leaving her mouth. Her hands instinctively reach up and tangle into his hair, her tugging tightly to show him the amount of sexual pleasure she's receiving. She feels Justin smirk into her, the corners of his mouth curling up against her breast.

"Justin," Anastasia whines, Justin continuing to swirl his tongue around the sensitive nub, a small moan leaving her lips. He begins to suck and Anastasia feels her head begin to spin at the feeling of his very talented tongue.

Justin removes his mouth from her right nipple and gives the exact same attention to the left one, sucking continuously, Anastasia dragging her nails through his scalp, Justin groaning in response. He removes his mouth from her nipple and kisses down her cleavage, the small beads of sweat against his lips as he leaves the trail of kisses down from her stomach, to the rest of her precious body.

When he reaches her stomach, he sees the clear beads of sweat sliding down her stomach as her stomach rises and falls at an unsteady pace, her eagerness taking over her completely. He goes down further and reaches her hemline, eyeing the black lace underwear that's hiding her throbbing pussy, the place he'll be pleasuring her the best. His teeth attach onto the fabric and begin tugging downward, sliding down her long, tanned legs. The way her legs are twitching has Justin becoming much more eager to make Anastasia feel extraordinary.

Once her underwear is off, he throws it off to the side, sliding his hands back up her legs until he's face to face with her throbbing sex. The sweet scent of her womanhood hits him immediately, him sighing in bliss at how badly he'd like to eat her out. Once he's positioned himself correctly, he does one long swipe up her clit, a sharp gasp leaving Anastasia's lips as her pre cum spill out onto Justin's tongue. Taking his tongue back into his mouth, he licks off all of her juices, swallowing it whole. Anastasia feels her womanhood clench at his actions and the hum when he's tasted her.

"You taste so good, Ana," He says lustfully, sticking his tongue back into her pussy, licking up and down her drenched clit rapidly, making sure to have her trembling under his touch. Anastasia's legs shake the faster he licks, with her chest popped up and her teeth biting hard on her bottom lip. He begins circling his tongue in her womanhood, her pussy clenching around his tongue, Justin's dick throbbing in his pants.

"Uh...Justin," Anastasia moans out, pointing her toes forward in complete pleasure, her sex clenching continuously. Justin's full lips kiss Anastasia's womanhood, Anastasia's eyes rolling to the back of her head at the action. She thrusts her hips upward, Justin's tongue taking a longer stroke at her sudden movement. She gasps at the unintentional pleasure but moans loudly at how good it felt.

"Yes baby, say my name, show me how good you're feeling," Justin coaxes, tilting his head more to the right to gain better access to her beautiful pink pussy. He laps at it shamelessly, Anastasia's sexual sounds like fuel to his body.

"Hmm, Jay," She breathes out, taking his soft locks in her fingertips, the softness of it making her pleasure more defined. Anastasia finds herself wrapping her bare legs around Justin's legs, her feet pressed against each other as he continues to swipe his tongue at her clit.

It's when he presses his hot tongue flat against her pussy that she feels the tingly sensation begin to form at the tip of her toes. She thrusts her hips upward, wanting to come off of her big high even faster, the need to cum overwhelming her.

"Jay, I'm gonna cum," She warns, her need to get off of her high becoming more and more desirable. She throws her head back at the last few swipes he makes at her pussy, her eyes rolling to the back of her head in ecstasy. Justin continuously licks at her, Anastasia's body shaking at the amount of pleasure she's enduring. She feels his soft hair tickle the insides of her thighs, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, her pleasure overwhelming her like a wildfire.

"Cum for me, baby," He coaxes, with one last, long swipe up her pussy. She moans loudly, the heavy, breathy moan like music to Justin's ears. Her legs shake violently for a second, her juices spilling into Justin's mouth. He groans, his dick throbbing uncomfortably in his pants, at the feel of Anastasia's precious cum spewing into his mouth. He swallows all of it, her arousal tasting sweet and delicious.

Anastasia heaves heavy breathes in and out, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Justin licks his lips, wanting to get every last drop of her precious arousal. Seeing her naked body under him, he looks at every curve she has, how beautiful her body is; as if she was sculpted from perfection. With him on his knees and Anastasia lying beneath him, he slowly takes off his black leather jacket, throwing it off to his right side somewhere.

Anastasia chews on her bottom lip to stop a moan from leaving her lips at how well built he is. The muscles on his body, along with his tattoos, makes him look so badass, all she'd like to do is fuck him, and for him to do the same to her. His hands grip onto the hem of his white muscle t-shirt and begin pulling it up. Anastasia sees his snail trial, her sex clenching in response to the sight. As he lifts the shirt higher, her greedy eyes see more of his muscular body, and her body responds pleasantly. He throws the shirt off to the side, it having no use to them anymore.

He notices how the nubs of her nipples are perked up, signifying that she's very turned on and heated, ready to be pleasured indefinitely, as long as they both desired. As long as they needed to feel each other's sweaty, heated bodies against each other, the bumping and grinding of their precious bodies as they please one another. Anastasia's eyes shift from his rock hard abs to his hands, which are latched onto the hem of his Calvin Klein underwear. Her tongue darts out of her mouth, wetting her dry lips, as she watches every small shift in movement. He slowly starts lowering his underwear, Anastasia's womanhood ready to feel his length inside of her. Her toes curl at the mere thought, and Justin watches with a small chuckle at how undeniably eager she is.

He doesn't waste another moment before lowering his briefs, Anastasia's eyes seeming to become glued to look at his member. She widens her eyes, and feels her stomach churn inside of her at how much she'd underestimated how big he is. He smirks at her, his briefs thrown off to god knows where. He moves himself forward, positioning himself at Anastasia's entrance and looking up at her, his hazel brown eyes seeming to have turned into a black pool of lust. He grabs a condom from the pocket of his denim blue jeans and unwraps it before wrapping up his manhood.

"Are you--"

"You know damn right that I'm ready."

He grins smug, not blinking another eye before ramming himself into Anastasia's womanhood. She moans out loudly, her back arching instantly in response to the strong thrust Justin had made inside of her. The pleasure kicks in and a vibration makes its way all throughout her body, a small whimper of pure pleasure leaving her baby pink lips. Justin pulls out of her, Anastasia whimpering at the loss of his dick inside of her. He soon thrusts into her again, this time hitting a sensationally pleasurable spot. Her eyes roll to the back of her head with the amount of sexual pleasure she cannot condone. As he continually thrusts into her, he pins her hands above her head and kisses the skin on her collarbone, slowly trailing down to her cleavage.

Justin moans at the feel of her spongey walls wrapping around his erected manhood. She does it continuously, and it makes waves of vibrations laced with pleasure go all throughout him. He throws his head back and moans loudly, the sound driving Anastasia crazy. Her back arches, Justin watching as her breasts shift in movement at how swift the movement of her arching her back was. He groans quietly at the sight and begins continuously thrusting into her, Anastasia's walls wrapping around him each time. Her hands find the bedsheets and grip tightly, the material soft to the touch.

The mattress shakes violently, Justin's right hand holding tightly onto the headboard, steadying himself as he thrusts into Anastasia, not wanting to lose the momentum of him continuously hitting the one spot that drives her insane. The headboard creaks in response to the clapping of their heated bodies, the sexual noises that leave their hot mouths bouncing off of the walls and back to them.

"Justin... holy fuck," Anastasia breathes out, her mouth dropping open as long, hot, and heavy breathes leave her sacred lips. Justin's muscles flex at every thrust his hips make into Anastasia's womanhood, beads of sweat running down his face at the amount of force he's applying into fucking her. He moves his hips at a repetitive pace, not losing the spot that he knows makes her over pleasured. Her nails dig into his back, expressing her euphoric pleasure in any way she could.

"Anastasia, Jesus," He moans when her walls clench tightly around him, a tingling feeling building up inside of him, the need to release it becoming stronger as his thrusts start to become more sloppy the higher he got. On the last thrust, he goes deeper, Anastasia's back arching immediately with her eyes closing as a high begins to build up at her core. Justin cums into the condom, his hot juices spilling all inside of the plastic material, with a groan leaving his chapped lips.

Anastasia begins to shamelessly grind into his crotch, her need to release her high becoming stronger and stronger each time she rolls her hips. On her last swirl on his dick, she moans a breathy moan and feels her high become released and a vibration traveling all throughout her body, down to the tips of her toes, curling them blissfully. Justin collapses next to her, breathing heavily at the huge high they'd both come off of moments prior.

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A/N

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- soberjustin