Crazy, Crazy In Love

Chapter 13

It's been a few months. Shawn and I have been on small dates, nothing too big. But tonight, Shawn wants to take me to a new restaurant. He said he has a big surprise. "Are you almost ready?" he asked as he walked in. He wore a black suit and, of course, black vans. "Yeah, could you zip this for me?" I ask referring to my dress. He nods and makes his way over. His large hand grip one shoulder while the other zips the black dress slowly. He peered over my shoulder and into the body mirror. "You look beautiful." he cooed in my ear. I blushed and he was finished. "Ready to go love?" he smiled.

When we arrived, he leaded me to the outdoor patio. It was laced with lights, and the tables were velvet with black leather seats. A mini outdoor stage sat in the west side of the gorgeous place. "Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Mendes. I am Andrea and I'll be your waitress. May I assist you with a glass of wine?" she smiled. I believe this was Andrea Russet, a youtuber from years back. "Yes, your finest please." Shawn smiled. "Sure thing, I'll be right out." she disappeared. "I'm thinking about the Huffigntion Palace. That sounds good." I scan over my menu. He agrees and Andrea brings our wine.

We sip on this delicious wine and have small talk. The meal was amazing and not to mention the dessert. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen." A soft, slow voice says. We turn our attention to the stage were a man dressed nicely was standing. "Tonight, we have a little entertainment. Mr. Mendes," he says. Shawn gets up and walks over. "Welcome! How are you guys." he smiles. Its been years and Shawn still has his touch with the crowd. "I just want to say a little something, it's great to be back." he chuckles earning a laughter from everyone. "But, I would like for Arabella Rose to join me.. Bells?" he reaches his hand out. Everyone turns and waits for me to go.

As I reach the stage, many of the waiters and such we're watching. Shouldnt they be working? "Now, isn't she a lovely lady?" he smiles. "I just wanted everyone to see how beautiful you were and I wanted to say.." he pauses. ", how much I love you. Arabella Rose Wilkinson, will you do me the honor and marry me?" The crowd gasped and awed. My hands cover my widely open mouth and I stare at him with awe. My heart was beating rapidly, I'm sure everyone could hear. All I could do was nod. His face light up, he slide the ring on, and stood up. He wrapped his muscular arms around my body and I sobbed silently. Everyone whistled, cheered, and awed.

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I couldn't stop looking at the rock on my finger. The ride home was filled with laughter and love. When we arrived home, Shawn said I had another surprise. He leaded me up stairs and stopped our door. Opening the door, the low lit, rose spread bed yet caught me off guard again. My heart skipped a beat or two. Hell, I think it stopped way while back.

It all happened in a mere second. He was laying me onto the bed, I was reaching for his lengthy hair. His soft, plump lips attacked my neck a few times before ambushing my lips. My hips buckled, pressing into his for some kind of action. I ached in a way I've never before. His large hands roamed my body, griping every sweet thing he could find. His hands slide down my back, then to my legs pulling me closer. "Are you..sure about..this?" he heaved between kisses. I wanted this, and I could feel that he also wanted his. I made a somewhat of a 'yes' which allowed his tongue to desperately find mine. I should probably get out of this dress. I pushed him off and climbed off the bed. He sat up and looked at me with confusion. I smirked as I let the black dress fall to the floor. He then smiled and I climbed onto his lap. I started to slowly unbutton his tux, then halfway, left love bites down his neck, chest, and lower abdomen. He groaned when I pushed my rear onto his front.
After stripping off his boxers, he flipped me over. "If it hurts tell me okay, I don't want to hurt you." he says. I nodded. He positioned himself at my entrance and with a slow push, he was inside me. I felt as if someone had just shoved a bottle up me. Sex hurt. Jordan never made me feel this way. He looked at me carefully before thrusting in and out. My hips were burning. He let out a low groan as I gripped on his arm. "Oh fuck..." his body smashed into mine. Each thrust sent electricity throughout my body. He reached up and with one had, my bra fell. A shriek filled the air and he went deeper, and harder. He whispered every curse word known, maybe even making some up. Our bodies began to sweat, and man could I feel him. He is so big. "Sh-awn!" he brought his lips to mine. He was now leaning on one arm while the other was supporting my head.
I tried not to scream out in pain or pleasure but I couldn't keep my mouth shut. "oh MY GOD SHAWN!" I gasped for air. I felt as if I were on fire.  His thrusts started to become sloppy, harder even. I began to feel everything. My hips ached vigorously. I'm sure they spread at least two inches apart.
Our moans filled the room and soon it'd be over. "Shitfire- Bell!" he grunted. A few more deep thrusts and his eyes squeezed shut, head rolling back, and a loud moan allowed me know he's reached his point and that was enough for me. My walls felt as if they we're rapidly closing. My back arched and I let out a shaky moan.

Oh my. Wow. Okay.