Shawn's cock pounded into your core ruthlessly, overwhelming your senses as his fingers began flicking your clit.
"Shawn, fuck!" you cried, muscles limp as the pleasure grew unbearable.
"Yeah, baby? You like it when I fuck you like this?" he panted, leaning back on his knees as his strong hands held your hips to meet his rough thrusts.
"Y-yes," you groaned, toes curling while your fingers dug into the sheets.
"You want it harder, baby?" he sneered, hips slapping your inner thighs.
You moaned in response as he brought a tattooed hand to your neck, squeezing the base of your throat as he fucked your core.
It grew to be too much very quickly, your air supply practically being cut off and causing the sensation of Shawn's cock to turn from pleasure to pain.
"Sh-Shawn," you tried to speak, "b-blue!"
He stopped in an instant, releasing his grip on your neck and retracting his length as he pulled you into his arms.
"I'm sorry, fuck, are you okay?" he cooed, rocking you against his strong chest.
"M'okay," you croaked, "you didn't know," you mumbled, voice breaking as your eyes spilled over, tears beginning to fall down your cheeks.
"Oh god, honey no, I'm so fucking sorry," he said softly, kissing the top of your head and pulling you on top of him.
"It's, it's okay," you pleaded, trying your best to calm down as he panicked, heart racing against your ear.
"Wanna watch a movie? Or eat something? Just be with me? I understand if you don't," he trailed off, regret lacing his voice.
"Can we just snuggle?" you sniffled, tilting your head up to meet his honey gaze.
"Yes, anything, I love you," he said frantically, holding onto your naked body for dear life.
