Your POV.
You slip on your tight black dress. Then roll your lips to even out your lipstick before putting on your black heels. You hear the taxi beep outside your house.
Tonight you were going out to a club. "Ready" you friend says. You nod and you both go out to taxi.
The music was blasting as you step in. You could see aload of people grinding on each other on the dance floor and about 35+ sitting on the tables.
"Um two vodkas" you say and you and your friend show the bar tender you IDs.
He hands you both your drinks. You listen to song "Selfie" blare out of the speakers.
"Hey, I'm Taylor, wanna dance ?" He asked your friend.
She looked at you to say is it okay. You smile and nod and she hugs you whilst thanking you.
Your left sitting alone and on your 4th vodka. A boy with brown hair and brown eyes sits beside you.
"Hi I'm Shawn" he greets with a smile. " I'm Taylors friend" he points to Taylor who is grinding on your friend.
"Hi Shawn, I'm Y/N " you smile back.
"Can I buy you a drink ?" He asks, scratching the back of his next.
You agree. You both have another 2 drinks each. You stand up and grab his hand and make your way to the dance floor.
You sway your hips and you feel Shawn's hands on your hips. You start grinding on him.
You feel his lips on your next, sucking on your sweet spot.
"Wanna take this to the bathroom?" He whispered nibbling on your ear lobe.
You nod your head and he takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom.
Your lips connect as soon as you close the bathroom door. You felt Shawn slowly unzip your dress. His tongue swipped across your lip. Your tongues fought for dominance, him winning.
He bent you over the sink and pushed himself into you. His thrusts got faster and your moans became louder.
"Shawn" you moan.
The smell of sweet sex filled the room, as well as the sound of skin slapping together.
"Shit" he grunts.
After a few more minutes his thrusts became slower and he released inside of you.
You both got dressed and left the toilet as if nothing happened.
