Justin Bieber imagines

The therapist pt 3

I sat down on my desk and bit my lip, my patient should not have this affect on me! I'm a grown woman who's acting like she's never had sex before! So he wants to play... I'll start the game.

He had a meeting with me today so once he walked in I pulled him close to me and undid his pants.

"Can't wait." He laughed, I glared and rubbed him through his boxers.

Leaning his head back he groaned, I did that for a moment before I unbuttoned his shirt and kissed down his chest.

"Baby girl come on." He whimpered, I pulled down my panties but lifted up my skirt. I pulled his boxers down and climbed on top. He gripped my hips sliding myself down onto him.

"Justin..."

He groaned as I clenched around him, I rested my hands on his shoulders and started to bounce. He gripped my hips occasionally bringing myself deeper onto him.

I knew he was close to reaching his high, I started bouncing faster. Occasionally clenching around him.

I saw his eyes roll back an I climbed off, he stares at me.

"The session is over." I said out of breath.

"What?" He said looking at me, "your gonna give me blue balls Y/N!!"

I shrugged and put on my clothes.

"Bye Justin."