Shawn Mendes imagines

Morning cravings

Smuttyyy

He's got you good. Stripped on the bed, Shawn's bed, on all fours as his arms are wrapped around your thighs. It's filthy. You're both so fucked for each other. Craving each other, but he craves your taste more than anything. His head in between your legs slowly mouthing damp kisses on the inside of your thighs. His lips causing you to elicit soft moans of praise.

"Come on darling, spread those pretty legs a little more for me. I wanna see you," he whispers bringing his hands up your thigh as he attempts to pull your legs further apart.

You comply and move as your told. His tongue slides between your wet folds painfully slow causing your body to go numb with pleasure. He's admiring how soft you are, how sweet your soaked cunt taste on his tongue.

Your pussy is aching, clit twitching with desire between your swollen lips as you feel his tongue inside you.

He is more experienced than when you first met. He knows you. He knows exactly what places to touch and exactly how to use his mouth to make you scream. He loves to eat you out from behind, so he can get delicious handfuls of your ass while doing so. He's so in tune with your body that he knows exactly when to hold off and tease you just before you can come. He always wants to hear you whimper and beg just a little longer before giving in and letting you come all over his tongue.

You anticipated this all day while Shawn was gone to work. You tried to get him to stay at in bed, but he promised if you let him go get things done at the studio, he would take good care of you the moment he got home and Christ he was doing a damn good job at it. He was eager for you as soon as he stepped through the door. He dropped to his knees to slide your panties off the second you asked for his mouth. He loves when you beg and loves even more to make you come. He thinks you're the most beautiful when your whimpering his name.

He's using his fingers now—Christ those fingers—sliding slowly across your slit causing your back to arch in pleasure as his name tumbles from your lips. Fingers are tracing your cunt, teasing you before finally finally entering inside you. You gasp, squirming beneath him, desperate for more, not knowing just how bad you need this from him until you were sprawled beneath him. Without thinking you whimper, "Shawn, please." He pulls his fingers out of you making you ache as he groans. He loves listening to you when your desperate for him like this so he had to prolong it for just another glorious moment.

"Yeah—fuck what is it love? What do you want?" he grips at your ass again mouthing kisses down your lower back as he admires your bare body. His words make you groan. Shawn loves being vocal in bed even though he wasn't for it at first. He was shy the first few times but now, he can't get enough of it and you personally don't mind.

"You—your fingers Shawn. Wanna feel you so bad baby. Make me come. Use your tongue your hands something."

He growls at your response giving your ass a light spank. That is all it took for him as he dive back in, devouring you like you are everything he wants, everything he needs, muffled moans of sheer euphoria shooting through him, adding to the vibrations already rocketing through you. He is rutting against the bed to find some sort of relief as he fucks you senseless with that sinful mouth, taking you to farther than you could ever fathom. Your hands, reaching for something, anything to hold onto as the sensation rolls through you. You grab the bundle of the sheets in front of you, your nails digging into it, your arched, completely at his mercy. Wave after wave of pleasure assaults you as Shawn pushes you higher and higher until the orgasm explodes through you, so amazing, so strong, that you become a moaning mess underneath him.

When you get your breathing back to normal, you turn around and pull Shawn into a heated kiss and push him down onto the bed. He rests his hands behind his head and stares up at you as you straddle him, running your hands down his chest never breaking eye contact. Your hands make it to his thighs and you see his jaw clench. You smile innocently down at him.

"Now, my darling," you say as you move down his body to his cock, "it's my turn to take care of you."