I wake up in the middle of the night from a particularly hot dream about Justin. Still extremely turned on, I decided to send him a text.

"Hey babe, you'll never guess what I dreamt of." I sent.

"Me I hope." Justin replied.

"Oh you know me too well." I answered.

"So what happened in this dream?" He asked.

"Well you see... we were in bed. You were on top of me and I was screaming your name. My hands were tangled in your hair as you fucked me hard. I just woke up, and I'm so wet from it." I typed.

"Oh God. Don't do this to me right now, (Y/N). I've got a show in 20 minutes!"

"Do what, Justin? I'm just telling you about my dream, and now I'm just touching myself, wishing it was your long fingers inside me..." I typed, teasing him.

"Call me. Now." He answered. Within seconds, I heard Justin's husky voice on the other end.

"Play with your nipples. Imagine me sucking and biting them." Justin spat into the phone.

"Oh Justin!" I moaned.

"Now I want you to rub your clit. Hard and fast, just how you like it babe." Justin said.

"Oh my God!" I moaned loudly.

"That's right, I'm the only one who can make you scream like that baby." Justin said, suddenly sounding a little out of breath.

"Justin are you jerking off?" I asked, still rubbing my clit in tight, hard circles.

"Of course. You turn me on so much, (Y/N)." Justin replied.

"Well then, I wish I was there so I could suck you off. You know how much I love having your cock in my mouth. I wish I could deepthroat you, while stroking the rest of your hard dick because you're just so big that I can't fit you all in my mouth, Justin!" I moaned into the phone. The more I talked about what I wanted to do to him, the more turned on I got.

"More baby." He breathed sharply.

"And then I would back up and swirl my tongue against your tip, tasting you, just the way you like it." I said.

"Almost there!" He groaned.

"Me too!" I moaned.

"Put your fingers in your tight, hot pussy, (Y/N). Go for two. I know how tight you are. Imagine they're my fingers, making your toes curl like that. Oh God, I just want to taste you right now babe."

"Justin!" I screamed, pushing myself over the edge. As I orgasmed, I heard Justin moan, "(Y/N)" extra loud, as I imagined him unloading all over himself, biting his lips, locks matted to his forehead with sweat.

"Oh God, that was fantastic." I said, still coming down from my high.

"(Y/N), I miss you so much. I can't wait to do all of those things to you in person!" Justin said.

"Me either, baby." I replied. "Now go get cleaned up, you have to sing!" I giggled, hanging up on him. A few seconds later my phone buzzed with a text.
"Round two after the signing. This time I'm full on fucking you. No more teasing." Justin texted.
"I'm waiting!" I replied simply.

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