Shawn Mendes Smut :)

Smut #15

Not sure what it is, your want for him or the fact that you just missed him while he was away. Your mouth collides with his, and you can feel the confidence wash over you as you straddle one his thighs, taking him by surprise. The rough fabric of his jeans creating a delicious friction between his thick thigh and your already wet core.

You don't give him much time to react before you're rolling your hips agonizingly slow at first, trying to contain the moans that were already spilling from your mouth. You bite your lip, trying to contain the sweet sounds erupting from the back of your throat, but you just can't help it. Been so needy for him ever since he got home this afternoon. Desperate to get your hands on him. He can see you're trying to hold back, stay quiet for him and not let yourself go too quickly. Want to enjoy this, not wanting to rush as you move your hips slow, hands on his shoulders to help hold yourself.

His fingers slip around your jaw, pulling your face down to his and he's sucking on your bottom lip. A groan coming from his throat before he pulls away.

"Come on baby don't keep quiet," his voice soft, "let me hear you. Let me hear what I do to you."

You nod, hand's gripping hard at his shoulders for leverage as you begin to move your hips at a faster yet steady pace, sighing lightly at the pressure that you felt in your core. Lips parting as a soft moan slips past your lips, and he's smirking.

"That's it baby, give me more." His hands gliding down your back, pushing your harder onto his lap as he grabs tight on your ass, "don't hold back."

As your hips went faster, your moans grew louder. Shawn can't help staring in awe as he takes in the delicious view in front of him. Your body perched on his lap, a beautiful piece crafted just for him to admire he's sure of it. Your hair falling in your face, pink cheeks flushed as whimpers of his name fall from your lips, and he swears he's never seen a prettier sight. Swears there's nothing sexier than when you're desperate for him.

He can feel you soaking through his jeans and he grins, "soaked for me aren't you baby? Looks so pretty on my thigh like that. Bet your ready for me baby."

His words making your legs weak as you grind harder against his leg, searching for any form of relief as your nails dig into his shoulder and you start to lose yourself in your rhythm.

"Shawn," you moan softly.

His fingers tug at the ends of your hair before he's talking again.

"That's it baby. Use me. Can't wait to taste you. Bet you're pink and ready for me. Is that what you want sweetheart, ready for my tongue against your pretty lips?"

You open you're mouth to speak, it's what you intend to do before your orgasm takes you by surprise. Legs stilling as his name leaves your lips like a prayer. A litany he could listen to forever. Beautiful as you keen for him and he's watching. Watching you fuck yourself into euphoria on his thigh and he's sure he could come right then.

When you finish, it isn't long before he's laying you down. Ridding himself of his pants before he's between your legs. His finger slipping between your folds, tongue sliding against your sensitive clit and you hiss. Pushing your hips down into the mattress in attempt to pull away from his lips.

"Shh it's okay," he coos. Fingers grazing your thigh, "looked so pretty for me baby. Fucked yourself so hard babe, you've tired yourself out. Let me clean you up. Promise to be gentle."

His voice like silk before his tongue slips back between your soaked lips, and you gasp. Legs jerking as he takes you by surprise. You feel a hand wrap around your thigh, trying to keep you still for him. Weren't sure if you could handle it at first, pussy throbbing from your recent orgasm, but it isn't long before your hands are in his hair. Fingers locking around the curls as you push him closer to your core and he knows your needy again. Need him to keep going.