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Doctor Office Secret Part 2

Type: One Shot | Imagine About Justin Bieber Rating: Rated R for Sexual Content Word Count: 2,454 Enjoy!

I placed my phone in my bag as I was rushing out of the house. I just slipped on a pair of flats before heading out the door. I made sure the door was locked before running out to my car. I got into my car and on the day that im running late. Of course my car wouldn’t start, I could feel the tears running down my face. I was just getting frustrated with everything including myself. I tried to start my car again and it finally turned over. I pulled out of my driveway as I headed my way towards the office. Little did I know that I would be the gossip of the office.

“Did you hear?” One of the nurses Rebecca said.

“What?” the other nurse Nicki asked.

“Y/N is with Mr. Bieber” Rebecca said.

“What do you mean?” Nicki asked as her blood started to boil.

“They are dating” Rebecca said.

“Impossible” Nicki crossed her arms.

“It’s true, ” Rebecca said.

“Ill make sure that wont last long” Nicki said as she walked back to the office.

I pulled into the parking lot, locking my car before seeing Mr. Bieber get out of his car. We walked in separate so no one would think anything of it. Little did I know we were the talk of the office, but it seemed like no one confronted me about it. I figured it was my choice and if Mr. Bieber was into me then that’s how it was. It seemed like I was getting swamped before lunch time.

“So is it true?” Nicki asked as she walked to my desk.

“What?” I asked.

“You and Mr. Bieber” she crossed her arms.

“That has nothing to do with you” I looked up at her.

“Oh, but it is” she smirked slightly.

“I have work to get done” I rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back to my computer.

“He’s my fiance” she snapped back.

“Well, guess he doesn’t value you the relationship if he’s with me” I said.

It seemed as soon as I said that her blood started to boil. She walked away my desk going back to hers quickly. I could feel her stare from across the room. I didn’t pay any attention to her as I continued to work, I worked through lunch since I was swamped. I saw Mr. Bieber walked back in from his lunch break and of course, Nicki through herself at him. It was like she was a hungry tiger and he was the piece of meat she wanted. I tried not to pay attention to her, but it did catch my attention.

“Can I see you in my office y/n” Mr. Bieber said as he looked towards me.

“Sure” I nodded as I got up from my desk.

I walked into his office first as he was behind me. I heard the door close behind us and the lock switch, I turned to look at him. He placed his hands on my hips, pulling me close to him, I rested my hands on his shoulders. I didn’t know if what Nicki was saying was true or not. I didn’t want to believe her, but there was something in me telling me that something was wrong here.

“Is it true?” I asked.

“Is what true?” he looked at me.

“You and Nicki” I said.

“We dated a few months ago, but nothing came of it, ” he rested his hand on my chin.

“She said you two are engaged, ” I spoke softly.

“She’s crazy, I wouldn’t propose to someone and then cheat on them, ” he brushed his thumb against my cheek.

“I believe you, ” I leaned up slightly allowing our lips to meet.

He moved his hand towards my neck as he kept the kiss between us. Slowly moving us towards his desk, lifting me up slightly as he sat me down on the desk. I moved my legs slightly apart as he moved between them, keeping the kiss between us. I rested my hand against his chest as moved closer, keeping his grip onto my hips. I slightly pulled at his lip as I grabbed his shirt. I started to raise his shirt up as he rested his forehead against mine. He lifted his arms up as I removed his shirt. He placed his lips against my neck as his hands slipped up my sides. Removing my shirt, allowing it to fall onto the floor. I rested my hand on his chest as he leaned down to kiss my softly. I pulled him closer to me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He smiled slightly as he pushed me back against his desk. His lips pressed against my neck slowly moving down my body. Slipping his hands behind my back undoing my bra. Removing it from my shoulders as he kept his lips against my skin. His lips moving down my stomach to the top of my pants. He undid my pants as I lifted my hips up so he could remove my pants. Removing my panties as well, so I was naked on his desk. I watched him as he stood back looking over my naked body. I bite my lip as he started to undo his pants, allowing them to fall down to his feet. He moved back between my legs, allowing his tip to tease my clit.

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

“Yes, ” I nodded.

He rubbed his tip up and down my slit. Slightly pushing into me as I felt him enter me. I laid my head back as he started to thrust inside of me. Hitting my spots with each thrust, I started to moan as he held my hips. I rested my legs along his hips. He leaned down to kiss me softly as he started to pick up the pace. My breathing picked up as I could feel myself edge closer to a climax. Running his fingertips along my stomach, his thumb finding my clit. Adding pressure against it as he moved it fast. He kept moving his hips towards mine, his thrust was hard and deep. I moved my hips towards his as I climaxed against him as he thrust forward. Once he felt me tighten around him, he climaxed as well. He soon slipped out from me pulling his pants back up, as he watched over me. I soon sat up from the desk as I caught my breath. He handed me my clothes as he sat down in his chair. I finally finished getting dressed, looking back at him.

“Don’t worry about Nicki” he said.

“It’s all over the office so what are we going to do?” I asked.

“Well, we can act like nothing is going on or be out in the open” he walked over towards me.

“Whatever you want to do” I bite my lip as he grabbed my hand.

“I kinda like us being a secret, ” he smirked slightly.

“Then I’m your dirty little secret” I looked up at him.

He rested his forehead against mine, as our eyes meet. I laced our fingers together as I didn’t want this moment to end. I felt my heart start racing when I heard someone knock on the door. I pulled away from him as I walked towards his desk. Trying to pretend that I was working on a few things while he opened the door. Of course it was Nicki is sticking her nose in something that had nothing to do with her. I rolled my eyes as I kept my back turned to her as I straightened up the paperwork.

“The patient is here for their appointment at 2” Nicki said.

“I’ll be in there in a second, ” he responded.

“You are already 15 minutes late, ” she snapped back.

“What is your problem” he asked.

“We, the ring you gave me” she said.

“There was no ring and nous, ” he crossed his arms.

“Your just saying that because she’s here, remember that when you come over later, ” she rolled her eyes as she walked out.

“Don’t believe her, ” he said as he looked back at me.

“I have work to do, ” I said as I walked past him, going back to my desk.

I kept my head down as I focused on my work. Trying to schedule all of the appointments that came across my desk. I knew Nicki was at her desk just staring me down, but I ignored it the best way I could. I kept checking my phone hoping that the time would melt away. It went slower with each time I checked, I just wanted to go home. I didnt know who to believe, he had everything to lose but what did she? Once the clock hit 4pm everyone started to leave the building. Once again I was collecting my things when Nicki decided to stop by my desk.

“Hes mine, so back off” she said.

“Whatever” I rolled my eyes.

“You will soon find out” she walked away.

“Listen here, its clear he wants me! He proves it every time he fucks me so your irrelevant so next time you decided to drop by my desk just keep walking” I stood up.

“You are just a little slut he will fuck for a while BUT he always comes back to me” she crossed her arms.

“We shall see about that” I stepped closer to her.

“Trust me the last chick to cross me isn’t able to talk” she said.

I could feel my jaw clench as the anger in raged me. My blood was boiling and I just wanted to shut her up.

“Try me” I looked at her.

“Excuse me ladies, not doing that here” he grabbed my arm before I could strike her.

“Get this low life bitch out of here” Nicki said.

“Oh I got your bitch” I said as I stepped towards her. Of course Mr. Bieber placed his arm around me keeping me from her. I was beyond pissed now, I wasn’t that type to allow some petty person get away with name calling.

“Nicki go home NOW” Mr. Bieber shouted as he held onto me.

She finally left the building as Mr. Bieber tried to keep me under control. He gently pushed me to the wall, moving my arms above my head. I tried to get from his grip but his strength held me against the wall. He leaned down towards me allowing his lips to touch mine. Slightly kissing me as he kept my arms above my head. We both looked at the door when we heard it open. Of course it was Nicki but this time I knew she wouldn’t leave without a fight. Mr. Bieber kept my arms up as he held me against the wall.

“I told you to leave, ” he looked back at her.

“Not without you, ” she stood at the door.

“Go home!” he said.

“Once again, not without you” She crossed her arms as she demanded his attention.

“What do you want Nicki?” he asked.

“We need to talk, I’m pregnant” she said.

Those words came crashing down on me. I swallowed deep as his hands allowed my arms free. I could see the shock on his face as he stood there. I pushed passed him as I grabbed my bag, heading out the door. I didn’t care what they were going on but now there was a pregnancy. I rushed to my car as quickly as I could, shuffling the keys in my purse. I could feel someone running after me as I tried to get in my car. The tears slipped onto my cheek as I opened the door. I knew I shouldn’t of catching feelings for someone who just looked for sex but the truth was I did. I shut the door before Mr. Bieber could get to my car. I started my car and took off from the parking lot as he ran to his bike. He followed me with his bike, I tried to get away, but it seemed like he would let me go. I hit the interstate just having my foot on the petal going as fast as I could. He kept up with me, but had trouble going in and out of traffic. He soon got in front of me, but I turned the other direction, he focused on me. His bike started to wobble as the speeds picked up. He tried to hit the brakes, but the bike slide underneath of him as his body went through the hair. I slammed on the brakes as his body came to a rest on my car. I held onto the steering wheel as my heart started to race. I was frozen as I closed my eyes, hoping this was a dream that turned into a nightmare. All I could remember was hearing the police sirens. The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital room, not knowing what was going on. My monitors beeping was ringing in my ear, where was Mr. Bieber? I took a deep breath in as the I closed my eyes.

Next time on Doctor Office Secert: Will the hot doctor make it? Would his love interest be ok? Is Nicki lying about it all?

“And CUT” the director said.

I got up from the hospital bed, walking backstage. I changed back into my regular clothes as I saw Justin standing there. I walked towards him leaning up kissing him softly. He grabbed my hand as we walked out of the studio. It was nice to turn off the real world and be able to be in a different world. He leads me to the car opening the door as I got in. Of course the media were snapping pictures of the hottest couple in Hollywood. I had three lives, the one I played on tv, the one in the media and the one I spent with Justin. We mainly kept our private life as private as we could.

“How was that scene?” he asked as we drove home.

“Terrible” I said as I grabbed his hand.

“It wasn’t real, ” he kissed my hand softly.

“I know” I smiled.

We finally pulled up to our house, where our world started. Once those doors didn’t behind us it was Justin and I. We didn’t have our phones nor did we have the internet at our house. We wanted to connect with each other, the only thing that private, better love story will forever be private but our sitcom was pretty entertaining.

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Be Used (Jason Mccann) (Mature)

The slamming door was an usual, afternoon sound that came around whenever Jason Mccann felt angry, annoyed, aggravated or all of the above combined in one.

The days were getting too stressful; especially with cops sniffing around, making it extremely hard to work for him and the boys. All the unfinished deals, unwanted people being killed, drugs and guns multiplied - this got to the stage, where it was simply too much to carry on an individual’s shoulders.

Y/N knew. She knew very well how emotionally drained her boyfriend was. All the signs of indisposition, both physically and mentally. He looked tired, exhausted. The bags under his eyes, messy hair, obsessed look as he constantly checked up on any news that the gang could bring in. Still, mostly it was the lack of interest he gave her.

Now, it wasn’t about what she wanted, what she needed, even though she was missing himself more than any words could ever describe. Not mentioning sex, what she craved the most was her boyfriend by her side, laughing, talking. The cuddles, the little ‘I love you’s & more. She ached for feeling him being a different Jason, a Jason that was carefree only with her.

Nevertheless, the sex part was what worried her the most. It was normal by now that Mccann was using her body as a getaway whenever he felt like he needs to. And for Y/N it was not a big deal, mainly because she was too disturbed by the fact that the love of her life could just go out and kill someone as an income of outrageous rage.

The shadow of his body has become now visible, as Jason took himself straight to kitchen, not even once looking around. His girlfriend, of good amount of time now, bit on her bottom lip, only imagining the frightening thoughts that were going through his head. The idea of all the demons he was forced to hold back inside made her really upset. And this was everytime she would see him in such condition. Once again, Y/N mentally cursed herself for overthinking the situation and finding her as a victim of it as well.

A deep, shaky sigh has left the plumpy lips of hers. She stood up, fixing her hair and clothes, just like she would be going to some formal meeting that was suppose to bring a crucial earnings. Her toes made their way to the kitchen as silently as it was physically possible, just in case. A muscular, male posture was turned back to her, focused on something below so badly that no recognition was given to an individual that just appeared.

“Jase? Can we talk?” Y/N asked silently, slightly afraid of the reaction she might receive.

This was a reminder of the days when the two were strangers to each other, when Y/N would be too embarrassed to even look at Jason, which only made him smirk and pay attention to the girl who he never thought would play a role in his future life.

Good couple of seconds has passed, since the silence was broken down by little, non-understandable whimpers.

“Yeah, what is it?” He answered, looking back at her. There was no specific emotion hidden behind the look he was emitting, just like the two ball-shaped things inside of him lost the purpose utterly.

“Um, I-” She started, looking puzzled, just like her mind. Jason raised his eyebrows in confusion, looking at the body of his girlfriend carelessly. This never happened. Usually, he was being so nice, he was always being nice to her, unless they had a misunderstanding. But, even then. So bloody nice. “I know how you feel. I cannot actually relate, but I understand completely. I know you hate talking about the emotions, that’s exactly why you are having cocaine on our counter, I’m not mad, like I said - I get it.” The sentence finally left her mouth, as Jason slid to the right, covering the illegal image that his girlfriend spotted. “I get it so bad, I am not here to make you talk or cry or complain or whatever. Just, um, let me help you, we both know what will help you, we can do it.” Her head nod, as the speech she gave had a more confident sound half way through.

“No, no way, I told we won’t fuck when I’m this angry.” He said almost instantly, shaking his head. “I’m all good, this baby will make me feel better and we can lay down later and watch you favourite, sappy shit, just give me time, I need that.” He mumbled, ignoring her presence by turning back around, guess it was just easier this way.

“Yes, we will, because you want it and I want it.” She said aggressively, getting annoyed with yet again - no interest she was given. Next thing she knew was her hand grabbing Jason’s one harshly, pulling it, to make him look at her and for once, be serious when it came to the stuff that came out of her mouth.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, huh? Fucking get off my dick!” Jason screamed out in frustration, not because of what Y/N did, but because he was just about to bend over and let the magic powder do its wizardry thing.

“You are so fucking irritating. Don’t you get it? You always fuck me when you feel angry, just because you feel extra angry doesn’t mean I can’t take it. Jason, I’m being for real, this is getting out of hand. I can’t have you slamming the door, breaking things, pretending I’m not here, I can’t do it anymore. I feel like fucking shit, you are all I care about and yet, I cannot help you. If you won’t let me be your therapist, just let me be your fucking slut.” The words came out with such great meaning behind them, showing how the struggle of one person can easily affect his closet ones.

“I don’t wanna use you.” Jason whispered, as soon as Y/N’s hands started to touch him up, scrolling through his chest, down to his pants, as she undid the belt.

The only reason he did not stop her was because of what she said, she made him feel as she is soon about to leave if the things won’t change, and that was not in his control at all. Yes, he was aware of the fact his girlfriend that he loved so dearly didn’t even come across to the thought of hurting him and it was his own, messed up thinking that made him believe in that.

“I want to be used.” She whispered back, as her shaking hands slipped down around his tight. Her chin moved up, looking at the face of the boy she loved, looking for answers. She was just too good to simply start with more without getting the permission, just like he would when he wanted to.

He looked at her with such an empty expression. Was it a yes, was it a no? Y/N slowly, very slowly, stared going down on him, which made Jason furrow his eyebrows in such shock. As soon as he came into realisation, he grabbed her arm, pulling her little body up.

“If you wanna help me, jack me off. I didn’t have a time to do it myself.” He said firmly, sticking up to a plan he created in his mind. Mentally, he punched himself so hard, as he had a girl he adored trying to suck him off and he just declined.

“But, I-”

“No. You want to be my slut? Fucking be one. Shut the fuck up and do what I tell you to do. I don’t want your fucking cunt or you mouth or whatever, jack me off. Make me cum and then fuck off.” He spat, looking at her with no further feeling, which in some weird way had her turned on. She quickly just nodded, hating herself for the fact she enjoyed it. It was a first mini sexual interactions they had in so long, it felt like forever.

Y/N slipped both her hands slowly inside his boxers, massaging his length that was quick to become harder and harder, out of the total lack of touch he has been receiving recently. She looked down, licking her lips, as the tips of her fingers were making rounded moves on the tip of an impressive member, while the other hand landed on a pair of balls, caressing them intensively.

“Fuck, I’m actually close.” Whimpers hit Y/N’s sight, surprising the both of the two, as Jason was never the one to be at his pick point quickly.

“You’re so fucking big.” The moans came out, which made her boyfriend raise the corners of his lips, forming the smirk that was not welcomed on the handsome face since the start of all of his issues.

“Hurry the fuck up.” He muttered, feeling himself getting hot, as he moved his eyes onto a set of hands, satisfying him.

He regretted not fucking her now. What he would do to her. It’s probably what he wouldn’t do to her - that was a real good question. “Oh my-…Faster, harder, I want you to feel me, I want to feel my sperm landing right on your beautiful, tiny hand. Fuck, and you know what you will do later? Lick it all of so nicely, you will get what every slut is waiting for, is daddy fucking right?” He moaned out, restlessly moving his hips to signalise he needs and demands more.

She did as she was told, stroking his dick, up and down as her fingers pressed more force onto his balls, tugging them. The characteristic sound of moans fulfilled the kitchen, as the hands slipping on Jason’s dick made him ready to release and make himself feel better. He was so in the moment, so vulnerable in such state.

“Daddy, I want all of your cum, I’m so ready. I want you to see me tasting you. P-please.” She sobbed, letting out a moan in desperation, as her panties got soaked more and more with every minute.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” A loud, deep groan hit all the corners of their house as the Jason’s hands tightened on the counter behind him. his head threw back and his body became tremulous, when all the juices left his body, accompanied by his moans. Y/N bit the inside of her cheek, feeling the sticky substance on her fingers, slowly taking herself out of dark blue jeans. She waited a minute for Jason to recover and look back. Gently, the tongue was pressed onto fresh skin licking and sucking of all the white cum.

“So fucking hot.” He howled, pressing his thumb on Y/N’s chin, taking the little drop of his sperm left over, as he pressed it against her soft, warm lips. He sighted quietly, annoyed with the fact that he had so much love for this girl. That he loved her and he was tied up to her. That much, that he would happily just let her in. Because, there was a trust the boy had in her.

“You deserve my attention, I will tell you all that bothers me.” He said finally, smiling gently. He now felt bad for the insults and the attitude that somehow covered up the love he was having.

The girl didn’t need apologies to read it from his face. She quickly wrapped her hands around his neck, feeling the sudden relief that both of them really needed at the end. And even through, nothing was going to be easy in any way, she could sleep calmly from now on, knowing she was being a shoulder to cry on.

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