Shawn Mendes Imagines

Tell Me

My friend and I pushed past the sweaty crowd at the club, hoping to have a little fun for the night. I turned my head to see a familiar face seated at the bar, downing more than a few shots.

He looked up, his eyes locking with mine as I froze on the spot.

"(Y/n), are you okay?" My friend yelled over the screaming sea of people.

I nodded my head as she turned to where my focus was set.

"No, (y/n). Forget about him, let's just have a good time tonight." She said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back as Shawn and I still kept eye contact; my heart was racing.

A few minutes passed of having drinks and dancing, as I felt a bit buzzed.

I soon felt a large pair of hands gripping onto my hips as I laughed, throwing my head back.

The music flooded my ears as I resorted to having a good time, grinding slowly on the stranger clinging to me.

I felt his warm breath running down the side of my neck as I rolled my head back into his shoulder; his figure engulfing mine.

As he placed small, warm kisses along my heated skin, I grabbed behind his neck, moving my hands up into his hair as he pulled me to a smaller room.

We stumbled into the room together, panting and undressing each other.

"Just forget about him tonight" My friend's words rang in my ear as I followed her instructions, getting with a stranger.

Everything was a blur as the two of us laid naked in each other's arms; him kissing down my body, my hands tangled in his sweaty hair.

I let out a soft moan as he moved back up to my neck, sucking and biting roughly at my skin.

He pressed his lips against mine as I tasted the familiar feeling of our tongues tied up together. Focusing on the muscular boy hovering over me, I realized it was Shawn.

"Shawn?" I breathed, locking eyes with him as he stared back at me.

"Yeah." He mumbled, his eyes now roaming my body.

"But we-"

"Come on," He cut me off, moving his head into the crook of my neck, his warm lips traveling down my skin as I lolled my head back against the wall, "I know you want me, baby girl."

I felt myself go weak at the knees, giving into his lustful desires.

"I know you miss the way I gave it to you hard and rough, or slow and gentle, right?"

I stayed silent, pulling harder at his soft brown locks as he continued to suck on my skin.

"What do you want tonight? You want me to make love to you like a princess, or fuck you like a whore?" He whispered into my ear, nibbling gently on my earlobe as I moaned softly.

"Tell me, baby girl." He whispered, positioning himself at my entrance.

"Do whatever the hell you want, just make me feel good." I moaned, stuffing my head into the crook of his neck.

"Just what I wanted to hear." I felt him smirk against my skin before roughly slamming into me without warning.

"God, Shawn." I moaned, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as he thrusted hard and fast.

Pulling out and pounding into me repeatedly, Shawn let out groans, gripping tightly onto my thighs as he held me up against the wall.

My body trembled in pleasure as his name left my lips numerous times.

Shawn's thrusts became sloppier and faster as I begged for more, raking my fingernails down his back.

My thighs quivered; my body went weak as Shawn quickly picked me back up, sending my being into a state of pure bliss.

I felt him twitch inside of me as I moaned softly into his ear. The both of us released, our hands roaming each other's bodies.

I threw my head back against the wall as Shawn kissed down my neck softly, the two of us riding out our highs together.

Gently pulling out, Shawn kissed my forehead lightly.

"Damn, that was amazing." I breathed.

"Then let's do it again."

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-Rebecca🌙