Warning: sexual content

Justin Combs as himself

You as Y/N

"You know you shouldn't leave your front door unlocked?" The baritone voice that could make any women drop their panties made Y/N jump and drop her knife. 

Rolling her eyes noticing it was just Justin she continued to cut the veggies on the cutting board. Of course, he had shown up. Unannounced. Baring nothing but dick and issues. Y/N pushed past his chest as he cornered her against the granite counter. 

"Why didn't you answer my calls or texts?" He questioned picking a carrot off the board.

"Because I blocked you? Fuck do you want with me, Justin?"

He ignored her attitude, "Why you always gotta use a dirty mouth with me? You can't just not answer me when I call, Y/N."

She rolled her eyes, "Sounds like a codependency issue to me but okay. You know why I blocked you."

Y/N returned to making her dinner at the counter. Justin pressed his front to her back making her jump from the contact. He was hard and waiting for her at any moment. 

"This why you broke into my home? Because you want some pussy?" Y/N asked in disbelief. 

Instead of answering his lips found their way into the crook of her neck. He kissed along her jawline until he found her spot. Y/N moaned before pushing him back. She couldn't cave in. Not now.

"No, Justin. I am not a piece of meat. You can't keep coming back for leftovers. Now, get the fuck out." Y/N turned to face him and crossed her arms. 

"You really want me to leave? I'll leave but remember it was you who kicked me out!" 

"What? I kicked you out and want you gone because you can't commit to me. All you wanna do is fuck me and that's it. You want me to do wife things but don't want titles. I don't want to do this anymore." Y/N was on the verge of tears.

Justin stood there blank, "Why would you think that. I told you once we hit that two-year mark I was gone make it official. It's just you, baby." 

Y/N was confused at this point. Justin was gaslighting. He always did this. Made everything seem like it was her fault. Or that she didn't listen to something he said. But, she had every right to be mad at Justin.

"It's not just me! You had other women and you know it. You're never going to commit to me and that's okay because I'm sick and tired of looking at ya' black ass." 

Justin pinned Y/N down and caressed her smooth skin. This made her shut up and finally enjoy his touch as he caught her off guard. He left wet and light kisses along her neck. She moaned quietly. 

"So, you saying that you don't want me no more?" He asked squeezing her breasts. 

"I-I..." Y/N was speechless. 

"Answer my question, Y/N." He hummed pausing to unbutton her jeans. 

"I do but I know its wrong. You're not right for me anymore." She breathlessly muttered out of breath. 

He continued to ignore her and rubbed her wet clit. Y/N hissed out in pleasure and clutched his arm for support. At this point, Justin was looking into her brown doe eyes. Y/N tried to read him but only saw lust and greed. 

"I can change your mind." 

"Fine." She gave in. 

They kissed until the duo fell onto Y/N's satin sheets. By then her clothes were scattered and the heat pooling in her stomach was unbearable. She reached to take off Justin's shirt mid-kiss.

"Tell me you love me." He demanded choking her slightly and went down to kiss her dripping core. 

"I love you." Y/N's mind went blank as she ran her manicured fingers across Justin's scalp as he ate her out. 

What had she done? After everything within her, she couldn't say no to this man. Y/N felt the pressure building on her bud and screamed in relief when she came. Justin continued to sex her body. 

Pulling out his manhood, he entered Y/N's warm core. Y/N pleaded again for him to go harder. He obliged and the bed creaked in response. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She loved Justin's dick but it was toxic. 

"Please just let me cum. Please....oh fuck." Y/N was in bliss.

At the end of their session, Y/N came too. Her anxiety was on ten. Tears pooled at her waterline. She had let him in again. And he used her. Her body belonged to him. Y/N clutched the bedsheet tighter around her body. 

"Get out." 

Author's Note: hey guys! Here's an update. I know with everything going on some of us may be a little overwhelmed or sad. So, I decided to update in hopes of lifting spirits. 

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