Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Series

Her sight is concentrated on the screen in front of her. She has wrapped one naked leg over the other.

The only things she wears is a shorts which only covers half of her cute butt and a black bra. This "outfit" emphasizes her divine body.
She sat down on the couch straight after showering which is why her hair is wrapped in a towel.

A few water drops run down her beautiful face but she does not care about them. Plus she does not notice me standing in the door frame and observing her.

She is obsessed with this series for the last few days.

On the one hand I can not get enough of just looking at her being completely focused and anxious to see what happens next.
But on the other hand which probably predominates I want her to give me some attention.

It is not like she did not give any attention but I can not resist. Above all else when she looks like this.

She is a natural beauty.
She is absolutely sexy and cute at the same time.

"You are obsessed with that, aren't you?"

She flinches briefly as I sit close to her on the couch. For a short moment her sight flies over to me but then she continues looking on the screen.

"Mhm..."

"That is all?"

A giggle comes out of her nose.
She exactly knows what I am up too. But she plays with me. I guess it is one of her hobbies to provoke me.

"Mhm..."

This time she does not even look at me.
So I feel forced to lean over her. Both of my hands beside her shoulders. Our faces only a few inches apart.
Before she can complain about me blocking her view, I lay my finger on her full lips.

"Is that more important than I am?"

She gets herself a bit up, so we are now on the same height. Our noses are touching each other.

"Maybe."

Her magical hands make their way around my neck. She plays with my curls on my neck knowing how much I like it.
We both form slyly smiles with our mouths.

"Do I need to show you I am more important?"

"You can try it..."

She whispers in my right ear giving me goosebumps.
Without any other word I connect our lips. We skip the part with the soft, innocent kiss. This one is wild and domineering since the first second. With a nimbly move Y/N turns the TV off.

"You look hot in this."

My fingers slide along her curves. Her skin which feels like satin is now covered with goosebumps just like mine.

"I barely wear anything."

She quickly takes my shirt off and throws it on the floor.

"That is probably why."

This comment makes her laugh. Nothing beats making her laugh. If I could only hear one sound for the rest of my life, I would choose her laughter. It just fills me with so much joy and thankfulness.

I place a kiss on her chest.

"I..."

Then I place another right under it.
"Love..."

Before going further, I look her deeply in the eyes.

"You."

She sits up straight only to push me down on the couch. Now she is above me.

What a view.

Her fingers slowly discover the lines of my abs.

"Baby..."

With her well formed mouth she cuts me off. I can feel the tips of her hair my bare skin which tickles a bit.
I embrace her waist with my arms to get her even closer to me.

Is there a better way to feel love? Words can fill your heart with love, but this involves your whole body. Every piece, every inch is feeling the love.
Why else is it called making love?