Possession [s.m]

44.

The first half is a flashback of them while they were on the summer break. Things are getting pretty intense and I didn't post any chapters of them together during the three months before Rebecca had to go for school, so this is the perfect time!

Enjoy!!

P-S: the continuation of the regular story is below.

•rebecca•

The yacht is absolutely beautiful. Every time I'm reminded of how much money Shawn actually has, it makes my jaw drop.

Shawn used to make thousands of dollars each minute from his gang, which is why he's a billionaire. Probably even a zillionaire if you actually take the time to count.

It has been three weeks since we've been back together and I can say that that emptiness  I felt in me before is gone.

Here we are, Shawn and I, in his own yacht looking down at the ocean from above.

"It's beautiful here." I beam while looking up at him. The boat suddenly stops and Shawn smiles down at me.

"Let's go in the water." Shawn suggests before pulling me inside of the yacht.

We walk through the waxed wood themed yacht and into our room. It's huge, like expected. The bed is placed right in the middle of the room. It has four wooden tall things on the four corners of the bed. The bed sheets are white and look comfortable just by looking at them. Under my feet, is a furry white carpet and the room has a huge window with the view of the ocean waves.

I walk into the washroom to change into my yellow two piece bathing suit. When I come out, Shawn is already in his grey bathing shorts.

I walk towards him as he sits on the bed. He basically invites me with his eyes, not needing for him for say a word to know that he wants me.

"I'm kind of afraid to go in the ocean. I confess, as I stand between his legs. Shawn's big hands caress my bum and he brings his bottom lip into his mouth.

"You've swam before." Shawn states.

"Not in the middle of an ocean!" I defend, raising my voice a little.

"You can wear a life jacket. Now let's go." Shawn takes me by the hand and walks us out.

He suddenly goes behind me and I keep walking without paying no attention to whatever he's doing.

When Shawn mumbles a "Such a pretty fucking ass." I shoot my head towards him.

"Creep." I joke.

Shawn responds by swinging his hand back and hitting it harshly on my bum, with a groan coming from his lips.

"Oh my god." I wince at the stinging pain. This had to be the harshest spank he's every given me. "Stop."

Shawn ignores me and slaps me again, more gentle this time, then keeps his hand firmly cupped on my bum.

"Fuck it's just your ass." Shawn inspects my bum again. "We have to keep buying chicken for you."