Is this love?

Chapter 38~ Do I, or don't I?

I stepped out of the car to the most beautiful beach resort I have ever been to. (Picture attatched)

Well, I've only been to one beach my entire life but I am pretty sure this is the prettiest one there is.

Shawn doesn't know how much this means to me. I've always wanted to come to France. Since I was a little girl I have always dreamt of coming to France, and the fact that it's his birthday and he is doing this all for me means everything. I adore this man more and more everyday.

"This place is almost as beautiful as you." He said wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling my back closer to his front.

"I can't believe you're doing this all for me."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I just mean that it's your birthday tomorrow and you have gone through all this trouble, for what?"

"Oh believe me, this isn't even the big surprise."

"Babyyy.." I said turning around so I was now facing him.

"It is your birthday, your big day! This isn't right that you're giving me all these surprises when I am supposed to be the one surprising you."

"I have you and that's all I need. I don't need any gifts or surprises." He said tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"God, I love you." I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pecked his lips twice.

I followed Shawn back into our condo and kicked off my heels.

"You wanna order take out?" I asked as I felt my stomach growl.

"It's nearly ten o'clock Bey."

I looked at the clock in shock.

"It doesn't feel like ten."

"That's probably because there is a six hour time difference between New York and France."

I giggled and took a seat on the bed beside Shawn, "True."

"But if you are hungry I suppose I could eat some take out."

I chuckled and picked up the phone that was placed on the night stand then threw it at him.

"What, wait-I never said I was calling." Shawn said with a sarcastic chuckle.

"Please." I begged while giving him puppy dog eyes.

He rolled his eyes then dialed some number. Apparetly Shawn has been to France before because he knows his way around a hell of a lot better than I do. He also knows the numbers for take out.

After a few minutes of talking to some delivery guy on the phone he pulled the phone away from his ear and hung up.

"I hope you like Mexican."

"You know I lovvvve Mexican." I said crawling onto his lap.

He chuckled then rested his hands on my ass.

I am telling you, these (whore)moans are driving me crazy! The slightest touch from Shawn and my underwear are soaked.

"Damn Bey." Shawn grunted as I began to grind on his already hardened memeber.

I scooted off his lap and began to rub on his crotch area.

I stared him in the eyes as I unzipped his pants and pulled out his lengthy memeber.

"Shew Bey, you get freakier by the day."

I didn't say anything I just responded by licking up and down his shaft.