Roses Diary [S.M]

Time after time

"Shawn..." I giggle softly as I try to push him away. "You are distracting me." I have been trying to study the script for tomorrow's VMA show by heart but Shawn keeps distracting me with his devious mouth.

I cannot believe that tomorrow is already the day of the VMA's. I swear, I blinked once and it's a month later. Maybe it feels like the month has flown by because all I did was work. Thank God there is teleprompter tomorrow so, I don't have to know my text by heart but it certainly would help if I knew at least the order of the nominees and show is going to preform but it is really hard to even read the first page with Shawn around.

"Good. I want your attention." He groans softly and bites my earlobe sensually.

"What is up with you?." I manage to say while my eyes roll back into my head because of the pleasure his kisses give me. "We literally had sex this morning." And now it's a little before 5 o'clock in the evening. I am not kidding about what is going on with him. Ever since two weeks or so, he has been jumping me from the moment he laid eyes on me. You could compare us to a pair of rabbits. Although, I love our daily roll in the sheets, I don't know how much longer my little girlfriend down there is going to be okay with it. We have gone from barely sex a couple of months ago, to 3 or 4 times a day. I know that Shawn is young and has an exceptional high libido but so many times cannot be right, can it?

"You really turn me on."

"Yea, I can feel that." I push my ass into his lower half of his body and find, without any difficulty, the evidence. "Do you take Viagra pills when I am not looking." That would explain a lot.

"God no."- he growls into my ear as his hand disappears underneath my sweater and slowly reach up my body. "If I would take those, I think I would feel the need to be permanently buried deep inside of you all day long."

"Holy shit." I try to suppress the moans and throw the script on the table as his hand squeeze my bra covered breast in his hand. "You need Jesus."

"No, I need you."- he pulls my arms up, followed by my sweater. He pulls me up from the chair, shove my stuff out of the way and press me down with his height on the dining table. "And I need you now." I feel his fingers on my back, within seconds, like he is a pro, my bra is undone.

He kiss from my neck, to my jaw, to my cheek until his lips are only inches away from my lips. As I turn my head, he immediately claims my lips as his.

After kissing in the most awkward position for a couple of minutes, he tilt his head back, turn me around so my front is to him, pull my bra off my body and lift me up the table. All that in less than 30 seconds as he reclaims my lips again.

"Shawn..." I moan loudly as he steps in between my legs and begin to rub our lower parts together.

"You are wearing too much." an animalistic sound leaves his mouth as he slides my gray legging down my legs down. He crunches down as he gently pull the legging over my ankles.

He kiss his way up my leg. My hands fly into his hair, as he kiss my inner thigh. "Shawn..." I crunch up his shirt in my fist as he repeats the action a couple of times. Each time, a bit closer to the promised land between my legs.

"This needs to go." I pull his shirt over his head. I bite my lip hard as I stare at his sixpack and the v-lines that disappear into his joggers. Shawn, does the same as I do and let his eyes wander over my body.

His eyes are black from lust as he squeeze my hips tightly. "You are like a fucking dream come true." Alone his husky voice is enough to get me drooling.

"Shawn, please..." I whine as the well known feeling takes over my body. Better know as; lust.

"What baby?." He looks up to my eyes and gives me a boyish smile with his hair sticking out in every direction. "What do you want?."