Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Awkward or Arousing?*

My dad began by asking me how my day had been, but I struggled to listen while Justin's lips wrapped around my nipple, making me gasp. "My day? I-It's been a great. Justin is back for a few days, remember? Yeah-"

"Just don't let him know you've been getting fucked all day, and as a matter of fact, right as you speak; you'll give the poor man a heart attack." Justin muttered, chuckling before paying his attention back to my nipples.

"Y-You wanna speak to Justin? S-Sure, he's here." Justin shook his head as I passed him my phone, he sighed as he put it to his ear.

I attempted to push Justin's body off of me, but he only pressed up against me more. "Hey, sir. Yeah, I'm good, thank you. And you?" Justin, for some reason completely unknown to me, slammed his hips into mine, making him reach deeper parts of me, causing me cry out as quiet as I could. He bit the inside of his cheek, probably to stop himself from letting out a moan. I saw his eyes roll back slightly. "Good! I'm glad you're well." He smirked down at me. "What are we doing? Oh, me and [Y/N] are having a very eventful day. Mhm. Just reconnecting, you know? Spending so much time apart can be straining for a couple, we're just making sure our relationship doesn't lose the depth," His cock pushed further into me. "and making sure the love is still there." He chuckled tightly, and grabbed my boob in his hand casually, as though it was no trouble for him at all to be speaking to his girlfriend's father while pleasuring her.

"J-Justin, stop. This is wrong on so many leve-" He moved his thumb down to my clit, probably to shut me up. "Oh," I whimpered.

"Yeah, yeah. The tour has been a great success so far. " He nodded, letting out a grunt every now and then when he slid into me. "Yeah, it's so hard when I'm away from her," He smirked, clearly referring to his penis, but we both knew my dad wouldn't catch on. I rolled my eyes as well as my hips. "but I know that I can always call her or something if it gets too painful." He chuckled, having to pull the phone away from his mouth for a moment to breathe. "Anyway, it was great to speak to you, I'll pass you back to your daughter now. Alright, bye." Justin grinned proudly, making me sigh.

"Hey, dad." Justin resumed to his previous position, lowering himself so he was closer to me. I heard my dad's voice through the phone with a lot more difficulty because of Justin's distracting touch."Yes, Justin's looking after me." I chuckled, rolling my eyes but I soon stopped as Justin picked up the pace of his thrusts.

"You bet your ass I am. I'm looking after you very well, if I do say so myself." He grunted each time he moved into me. He moved his head down to my neck and continued the fast pace. The bed creaked slightly. "Shit. You might wanna put the phone down now, babygirl. If you don't, your dads not gonna like what he's about to hear."

"D-Dad. I've gotta g-go." I felt myself clench as I felt Justin filling me up perfectly. "Yeah, I, uh," I breathed heavily. "I'm not feeling too well." I bit the inside of me cheek, feeling my cheeks flush at the current awkward situation. Justin chuckled deeply, amused, and seeming to be a little aroused, by the whole thing.

"Hey, baby. Call me daddy." He muttered before he bit my neck harshly. "Don't listen to your dad on the phone, I'm your daddy. I'm making you feel good. He doesn't know what a little slut his little girl can be when she has the right person to bring it out of her." His breath was on my neck then, tickling me but also sending shivers down my spine. "I'm fucking you, pay attention to me." That demanding voice that has made me fall under his spell so many times suddenly became present. I shivered.

My dad was still talking on the other end of the phone, lengthening out his goodbye and talking about something I was only partly paying attention to.

Meanwhile, Justin was pounding into me with confidence, only increasing his speed. "You didn't do as you're told, [Y/N]. Who's your daddy? I'm not letting you cum until you tell me." His palm pressed into my thigh as he pulled it up to his waist.

Quickly, I pulled the phone down away from my face. "Daddy." I whimpered, knowing what that did to him. "Let me cum, daddy." My hands ran around his neck.

I cringed, Justin smirked, when I had to bring be phone back up to my ear and speak to my dad. "Dad, I really have t-to go." I was running out of time; I felt myself almost ready to cum. "I, oh. I'll call you tomorrow, l-love you." I quickly ended the call before he could speak again. I threw my phone on the table before gripping the sheets underneath me. "Oh, fuck, Justin I'm cumming!" I screamed, surprising myself.

"Fuck!" His hips smashed against mine as we both reached that much needed point. I felt his juices filling me up as I exploded around his length. "Shit, baby." His torso clenched too as he tensed up and finished releasing himself.

Every single muscle in our body relaxed in that moment as we laid together panting for breath. "Fuck, that was wild." He laughed, throwing his head back before shaking it. "What have we just done? We've probably scarred your dad for life." He pulled me closer.

"You mean you have; that was all your fault! That was so awkward!" I shoved his chest but still fell into his warmth happily. "Did I sense you being a little more than turned on by that situation?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked up at him.

He scoffed, a smile on his face. "No." His head fell beside mine. "I'm kidding, that was so fucking arousing." He muttered into my ear, making the hairs on my neck stand to attention, like they were giving all their attention to him, just like I was.