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Shawn Mendez (Dirty)

"Faster baby." I whisper yelled, trying my best to keep quite as to not wake our kids. I was mere moments away from my orgasm and I could tell Shawn was too. He started speeding up his thrusts. Just as I was about to reach my peak the door creaked open revealing our, very tired looking, five year old daughter Brianna.

Luckily me and Shawn were concealed under the covers but that didn't stop us from tearing away from each other as I clutched the blankets around me to conceal my naked state.

"Baby, how come you're not sleeping? We just put you down for a nap 10 minutes ago," Shawn asked calmly even though his breathing was still ragged from our previous activity.

"We kept hearing a banging noise coming from your room and Brittany thought maybe mommy was hurt." She stated clutching her teddy bear.

"No baby girl, I'm not hurt. Me and Daddy were just having a tickle fight. We didn't mean to wake you guys up. I'm sorry." I quickly lied as I watched her face go from worried to happy again.

"Why don't you go in your room and I'll tuck you both back in again. Okay?" Shawn questioned relieved yet completely frustrated look on his face.

"We're not tired anymore! We want to play outside." She whined as she bounced up and down on her feet.

Shawn looked at me with a desperate look, begging me to make her go back to bed. And even though I was just as desperate for my release I decided to have some fun.

"Fine, I guess we can all go outside to play." I stated with a cheerful tone. Shawn was glaring at me although he faced Brianna with a big smile and told them to go put on some outdoor clothing. As I got out of bed to retrieve my clothes I saw Shawn start pump his length quickly.

I slapped his hand away from himself. "If I don't get to come, you sure as hell don't." I announced.

"Well we could have fixed both our problems if you had made them go back to bed."

"Shawn, I am not risking them seeing something again. Do you know how scarring that would be to a five year old?" I reasoned.

"Fine, but can we at least send them to my mother's house later to spend the night? Baby we haven't had sex in weeks." Unfortunately this was true. Not because we choose it but because we were both so busy. Shawn was now one of the music producers at Island Records and managing a new young artist. And I was a journalist for the New York Times. Even with my job allowing me to work from home, his job required him to stay in meetings or in the studio, sometimes until very late at night. So either he was too tired to be in the mood or I have already fallen asleep.

"Really Shawn? She's got a life too you know. We can't just pawn our kids of so we can have sex." I'm yelling as quietly as I can. I'm not mad at Shawn I'm just sexually frustrated. Just like him.

"Y/N, I'm not trying to pawn our kids off. I just want one night alone with my beautiful wife. To please her and make love to her like I should be doing without any interruptions." He walks over to me and presses me into his body. I was now fully dressed and Shawn was in his baggy sweatpants. Feeling his warmth and his lingering erection was enough for him to convince me. As he went to go ask his mother I stepped outside in the warm summer air with Brianna and Brittany. The two of them ran over to the large swing-set Shawn set up two summers ago.

As I watched them swing from our deck Shawn came outside, now fully dressed as well, with an even more frustrated look on his face.

"She's out right now. And she doesn't get home till three o'clock. Its fucking noon Y/N. How am I supposed to wait three fucking hours." He quietly shouted as he sat down next to me on the deck. Letting out an irritated sigh as he sat down.