Fate ~ Shawn Mendes

Chapter 17

"Is this Ok?" Shawn mumbled gently against my lips as we continued to kiss.
"More than ok." I relied instantly after, pulling his lips desperately back to mine, missing his lips from mine for three seconds was too long.
Shawn's hand brushed down my leg, squeezing gently at my thigh as he came back up. His mouth moved to my neck leaving wet kisses and I closed me eyes and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Shawn." I lightly moaned in his ear and I felt him smirk against my skin. Shawn started to bite down on my skin and the suck, there was for sure going to be a hickey there tomorrow morning. As Shawn kept biting and giving me pleasure on my neck his hand travelled up to my panties and played with the lace, gently tugging them down. My heart started to beat faster as I realise what is happening. Do I want this? My eyes shot wide open as I felt air against my heat, exposed from my underwear. Shawn was still gnawing at my neck causing me to still moan his name, but all I could now focus on was his fingers trailing up my skin.
"Shawn." I tried to shout but it came out as a low whisper. "Shawn." I said again but louder.
Shawn didn't stop. He bit down harder and squeezed my thigh again in the progress. His growing bulge was rubbing against my other leg as his body grinned against mine in the intense make out session.
"Shawn!" This time it was loud enough and I used my hands to shove his body off of me.
"Clara?" Shawn said shocked, his hair was all messy from where my hands had ran through it. His eyes were wide with concern as he rested on his knees in front of me.
"I'm sorry." My voice faded out as I brought my knees to my chest and water started to descend down my cheeks. I felt a hand come to my cheek and rub it gently, moving my loose hair behind my back and kissing the top of my head.
"Come on." Shawn softly spoke. His arms cradled round me and he carried me from the bedroom to the couch, laying me down in the corner, the comfiest part. Shawn walked back to the bedroom and I watched in confusion behind watered eyes. He returned with the duvet from my bed, pulling it over my body and sitting beside me but not too close.
He put on the tv onto my favourite show, the vampire diaries which he too had come to enjoy since I started to call his place my home.
I felt so guilty for what I did to Shawn, I said it was ok. But it wasn't. I wanted this with all my heart, so why was I so worried about it? How could he love me if I didn't let him?