BitterSweet

Chapter 36

mature content ahead

"What- what are we doing here?" She asks nervously as we walk up the stairs leading to the room above. When we reach the top, the door has some damn keypad lock on it.

"What the fuck?!" Looks like my dad got tired of Niall and I bringing chicks up here. Though he should've done this when we were younger. I see no need for this lock now.

"You need the code." She tells me.

"I know that, baby, I just don't know it." Running my hand through my hair, I try to think of what it could be. I try a few obvious combinations but nothing works.

"Try your birthday." She suggests. I frown confused but punch it in since it needs a four digit combination. To my surprise, it works. Why would my dad use my birthday as the code?Opening the door, it looks different in here. Before I can think further on this, Camila takes the lead and starts to kiss me. She practically jumps me. I slam her body against the door and lock it before we push off and crash into a table, knocking a lamp off, sending it crashing to the floor below while she tugs urgently at my tux jacket. I help her remove it and then she moves to take off my bowtie.

"You look so sexy in a tux, Shawn." She kisses me as she paws at the buttons of my dress shirt. "But you look even better naked."

We somehow manage to take off my shirt as well. I toss it somewhere unseen then reach around to unzip her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pile of pale pink.

"You're so fucking beautiful, baby." I grab her, kissing her lips.

"Shawn." She moans no doubt feeling how much she turns me on with my erection pressed against her belly. The friction isn't enough, I need to be inside of her. Now. Our lips crash together in a desperate, longing kiss as I move her towards the sofa. How I've missed the taste of her tongue on mine.

"Bed." She's able to say between kisses.

"What?" There's no bed in here, believe me, I'd know.

"Bed." She grabs both of my hands and starts to walk backwards. I look up to where she's leading me, seeing a sheer curtain hanging up and beyond that I can see a bed.

"I've been staying here." She tells me as we pass the sheer curtain and enter the makeshift bedroom.

"This is where you've been staying?!" I've been trying to find her for two damn weeks and she's been under my nose this whole time!

She nods and climbs on the bed backwards, giving me a glimpse at perfection, wearing her sexy nude lace lingerie. Not in the mood to talk about why she's here and that I've been here throughout the two weeks we've been apart and I didn't know she was staying in my parents' boathouse, I take off my pants, shoes and socks, then join her on the bed. I kiss her neck as I reach around her back and unclasp her bra. Kissing and licking down her front, pausing to suck her nipples, I kneel up and pull her panties off.

"Are you still on birth-control?" Please, say yes. Please! Say yes. If not, I'm pulling out. I have to have her. She bites her lip, nodding. I lift her leg and grab her heel to take it off but before I do, I ask her, "Whose are these?" She's always borrowing heels and she doesn't have the ones I bought her.

"Mine."

Instead of taking them off, I leave them on her feet, planning to have her while she wears them. I settle back on top of her and kiss her as I palm her sex.

"Whose is this?" I whisper huskily as I devour her neck, so fucking turned on by how wet she is already.

"Yours." She whispers back.

"Oh fuck, baby." I nearly cum at her words. I did not expect her to say that but I love it. She is mine. Only mine. Nobody has been mine before but if I had to choose, it would be her. Only her. I'm so in love with her, she's the only one I will ever want. I can't wait to have more with her.

"Shawn, make love to me." Camila brings me from my thoughts. "Please."

Removing my hand, I line myself up and push slowly inside of her. She feels just as amazing as I remember, only better. Fuck, I'm not going to last. Pulling out slowly, I enjoy the feel of her insides gripping me. I set a slow pace as I push inside of her and begin pumping and swiveling my hips as I enter her again and again. I feel her building up, tightening and becoming increasingly wet with each thrust.

"Shawn." She pants.

"I've got you, baby." I increase my speed, knowing she's just barely hanging on, and as she tightens around me, I nearly lose it. It's been far too long for both of us. There will definitely be a round two. And many more to follow. I'm kissing every inch of her that I can reach, unable to get enough. I nibble on her jaw as she explodes around me. My dick is sliding easily in and out of her as she soaks me. Her sex clenching pulls me to a release as I feel her pulsing around me. I continue to pump inside of her as she milks me of everything I have to give. There's so much that it leaks out of her which turns me on so much that I spill inside of her again. Finally finished, I fall on top of her.

"I love you, baby." I kiss her forehead and pull out of her.

"I love you too, Shawn." She snuggles against me.

The soft sound of music being played at the reception can now be heard, no longer blocked by our moans and panting, and it reminds me of what's still going on outside. The song, At Last, a typical song to be played at a wedding, is saying all that I feel. At last my love has come along. Holding Camila to me as I play with her now crazy and loose hair, I start to imagine that it's our wedding that we skipped out on. Pulling Camila closer, I kiss her deeply at the thought. It's funny how it's not as scary as I thought it would be when I think about getting married to her.

"What I feel for you frightens me, Shawn." She tells me.

"You scare me too." I admit. "I've never felt this before."

We kiss again and soon it gets heated, but before it can go further, pounding interrupts our post-coital bliss. We pull away from our kiss and I look at Camila. If she's been staying here, she would know who was pounding on the door. But she just shakes her head, just as confused as I am. I get out of bed, ready to rip whoever's head off for interrupting this moment, especially if it's Hailee's brother. Camila sits up, wrapping the sheet around her body as I pull my tux pants back on. Throwing the sheer curtain out of my face as I march towards the door, I unlock it and throw it open to find Niall on the other side.

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