My dads best friend my teacher

Touch me

I cuddle into Shawn on the couch sipping hot cocoa while we watch movies. The fireplace crackles and illuminate the room keeping us warm. "You comfortable?" I nod resting my head on his chest. "Since we're going to Canada for Christmas you and I can share a room at a hotel or we could share a room at my parents. What do you think?" He shifts so he's laying on the couch and I lay on top of him. "If we don't have to spend money then we should stay at your parents." He nods. "Ok." He kiss my forehead. "Have you taken your meds?" "Yeah." He lifts my chin. "How is therapy going?" He toss some popcorn into his mouth. "It's going ok." He hums. "nope, nope I can't do this." He sits up and pause the movie. "Can't do what?" I sit up confused to what he's talking about. "I can't do this, I can't just sit here and think everything is normal. Therapy seems like it's not helping and having episodes sure as hell doesn't help. What can I do to help you? Talk to me, please? I can't lay here knowing you are suffering and traumatized by what had happened to you. I want to be able to touch you, feel you and make love to you without triggering you." I straddle his lap and grab his hands. "What are you doing?" I press my lips against his and rest his hands on my ass. "Touch me." His hands roam every inch of my body, his erection press against my core. I close my eyes taking deep breathes to calm my nerves. He moves his hips rubbing against me. "Are you ok?" I nod clenching his shirt. "We can stop, you don't have to push yourself." Tears fall on his chest. "I'm useless to you, you should find someone that can please you. You shouldn't have to be stuck with someone like me, broken." He rest a hand on my face. "You are beautiful, you are amazing! You are the only girl I want to be with I don't care if you are broken. I'm willing to put you back together. I'm here for you, trust me to take care of you." I have no words to what he just said, his eyes search mind as sit there speechless. "Storm?" I attack his lips with mine, the fire place illuminates the room and radiating heat. I trail to his jawline then his neck. I move my hips adding friction. "Storm what are you doing? Not that I am complaining." I look in his eyes as tears fall down my face. "I trust you, I know you won't hurt me, I know you will protect me and I know you will take care of me. I trust you Shawn, I trust that I will always be yours. I won't be afraid, not of you." His hands go to my ass squeezing it. He leans in and kiss me again. Our kiss was slow and passionate, he takes bottom lip between his teeth nipping it before letting go and kissing me again. His tongue slips into my mouth I grab his shirt pulling it up. He pulls it off over his head as I pull down his basketball shorts. "You're shaking." He breathes. "I'm ok I promise. I know you won't hurt me." He takes my hands. "Are you sure about this?" I nod looking down. "Ok." He kiss my forehead and flip us over so he's on top. He takes my shirt off and I clip my bra. He watched me closely to see my reaction. "You're beautiful." I blush. He pulls my shorts off along with my panties. He kiss my stomach in the process and goes to my entrance. I gasp at the sensation, I grab at the sheets moaning. His nose press up against the bundle of nerves as he continues to lick and prob with his tongues. "Shawn!" He stops immediately I guess he got nervous. "Are you ok?" I nod. "It felt really good." He smiles crawling back on top and kiss me, I can taste me on his lips. His lips are so soft. He pulls back and gets up. "Stay right there just like that, don't move I will be right back." He gets up and run upstairs. I lay there waiting for him, I can hear his footsteps moving around in a rush. I hear him come back down with a condom. He opens it and grabs himself. "You're big." His cheeks turn pink. "Thanks." He slides the condom on and gets back on top of me. "You're shaking again. It's ok I got you, I won't hurt you. I will be as gentle as possible." His tip press against my entrance and I take a few deep breathes. "That's it, are you ok?" I nod "fucking hell you feel good." He bottoms out and sighs. "I'm going to move, ok?" I nod he slowly and gently moves in and out of me. He grabs my thigh lifting them up so my legs wrap around him. Both of us moan once he found a rhythm. I whimper and whine as he moves a little faster. "Shawn!" I cry, he continues to move in and out of me, he huffs with each thrust almost out of breath. I scratch at his back when he found my g-spot. "Found it." He says huskily and continues to hit the same spot over and over again. I feel him pulsing inside and my walls tightens around him. "I'm cumming!" His movements become sloppy and fast. "Ngh!" Both us gasp as we reach our orgasm together. He slowly pulls out and carefully takes the condom off and throw it away. "Are you ok? How do you feel?" He's still trying to catch his breath. "I'm ok, I feel like I had more control over my fears and doubts." I say trying to catch my breath as well. "Good, that's really good. Do you want more popcorn?" I shake my head. I think I love Shawn.