there for me (shourtney)

lxviii.

courtney's pov -

Shayne and I got back to the airbnb in the darkness of three in the morning. 

We had hopped around North Beach for hours. After changing into the much simpler, much shorter, thin-strapped white dress I had also bought, the four of us, Olivia, Damien, Shayne, and I headed out.

We met Sam at a bar in the heart of the bustling city. All of us piled into the rental Porsche, meant for four, but we fit five. 

"That was insane." I groaned, pressing the heel to my forehead as I stumbled through the door.

"Didn't expect to be out that late." Shayne added with a laugh. He carefully set the oversized bag with my first dress in it down on the kitchen counter. 

"Same." I chuckled. Fumbling on the wall for the bedroom light. "It's still so crazy - I can't believe you did this, baby." 

"I'm just glad it all went smoothly." Shayne said. I could hear him by the nightstand as I went into the bathroom. Relieved to finally take off my makeup. "I was certain Damien was going to give it up."

I laughed. "He's a softie." 

Shayne hummed. "I'm glad you loved it." 

I peeked my head out of the bathroom,  "I love you." 

Catching him just as he took off his dapper overshirt, and white shirt underneath, I chirped. Causing him to glance up at me. He smiled, ambling over to the bathroom.

He placed a lingering kiss on my lips before he stepped away to turn on the shower. 

"A shower at 3am?" I teased him. My back hitting the vanity behind me, I grasped it.

Shayne didn't respond. His eyes fixated on my collarbone as he shifted back to face me. His hands found my cheeks, then worked lower to the thin straps of my dress, pulling them over my shoulders. 

I let him. 

I tilted my neck, rolling my head back, exposing my skin to him. But Shayne didn't take the hint. Instead he slowly peeled my tight dress off my body. Tugging it down one tantalizing inch at a time. I placed my hands on his bent shoulders to steady myself. With a quick jerk, Shayne left me in only panties and a bra. 

"This isn't fair." I breathed, my head falling to the left. "You're clothed."

His eyes flicked to mine, raking up my body. Shayne slowly stood up and evened out with me. His right hand rested on my jaw, half cupping my cheek, and the other hand clasped my wrists together behind me.

"Shower isn't warm yet." He countered, lips close to my ear. Fingers dancing down my neck.

I arched into him, begging for contact. Shayne took notice. He captured my lips and slotted a thigh between my legs. I groaned and slowly rolled my hips against it. Shayne's hand slid from my collarbone to my hair. He firmly grasped my messy wave and forcefully pulled me into the kiss. 

A low whine escaped Shayne as I pulled away from the kiss to nip his neck, hitting his sensitive spots. He prised me off of his skin, letting go of my wrists in the process. I quickly took advantage of my newfound freedom and swiped off his shirt, letting it fall on the floor next to my dress. 

Placing another kiss on his lips, I walked over to the shower. Swaying my hips as I did, knowing I was teasing Shayne. Testing the stream, it was hot enough. I glanced at Shayne over my shoulder, he watched me from his spot by the vanity. 

With my back facing him, I removed my panties and bra, and stepped into the shower. I let the water run over my skin for a few seconds. My hair smoothing down my neck from the liquid. 

"I'll give you a minute before I get out and it's over." I taunted Shayne. 

In three seconds, the rest of his clothes crashed to the gound and he met me in the shower. 

"Finish the job." I commanded in a low voice. My thumb tracing his bottom lip. 

He chuckled, hands around my waist as he backed me up against the shower's glass wall. 

"Oh, I will."

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kind of short, but I'm excited about these next chapters. thinking of wrapping up the story soon, didn't realize it had gotten so long hahah. thank you for sticking with me! :)