𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 11

The songs I listened to while writing this chapter: Selma Omari - Overdreven, WIER - Best Of Us, Alan Walker - Alone II, Shawn Mendes - If I Can't Have You, Shawn Mendes - Señorita, The Script - Hall of Fame.

(Mature content)

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Shawn's POV

She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer against her body. Her hands trail up my chest to the back of my neck, and only her touch makes me hard this fast. My jeans are getting tighter and the more she touches me the tighter they get.

I open the string keeping her satin robe together, I slide it down over her shoulders and it falls onto the kitchen counter. When I kiss her breasts she gasps and just that sound turns me on even more.

'Is it ok if I undress you?' I ask, just to be sure.

She nods, rolling her eyes at me when she takes her glasses off. I pull the top she's wearing over her head. She's wearing a dark blue bra, which makes her breasts look fucking amazing. I wonder if she did this on purpose. Maybe she's wearing matching panties?

'Wow.' I whisper looking at her breasts.

Her laugh fills the room and she finds my lips again. She starts to pull at my hoodie, but the position we're in doesn't make it easy for her to remove it. I take a step back and pull it over my head. I regret wearing a t-shirt underneath it. I also pull the t-shirt over my head and Beth's eyes trail over my body. When her look reaches my jeans, a small smirk forms on her lips.

'Come here.' She says while she jumps off of the kitchen counter.

I see her heart beating fast when I look at her chest. I take a step towards her and she puts her hands on my chest, dodging my kiss with a smile. She pushes me softly, making me walk backwards until I feel the cold wall against my back.

She surprises me when she reaches for my belt, unzipping my pants and pulling them down to the floor. I step out of them and stand there, looking at her in only my boxers.

I take a step away from the wall and grab her hips with both my hands, lifting her in the air, putting her back on the kitchen counter. There's no way I would let her do me first.

Elizabeth's POV

I don't know why Shawn put me back on the kitchen counter, I was about to get down on my knees, but ok, I don't mind. He tugs at my shorts and takes them off. I don't want him to think I put this lingerie on for him, because I didn't. But who am I to spoil that idea in his head?

Shawn's fingers run up my legs and stop at my panties, his thumb moves in circles on a very sensitive spot while he looks at me with a dark glare. Why is he not taking my panties off?

I look at his arms moving over my body. I notice the tattoos on his arms, you don't see them when he's wearing a hoodie. There's this guitar, that looks like a forest and a city in one, on his right underarm. He has another one, a butterfly, on his left arm. One of the wings is made of flowers, it's beautiful.

He comes closer to me and kisses me again, his touch takes my mind off his tattoos. He removes my bra with one swift move, tossing it to the side. He took it off even faster than I normally do. He licks his lips before his mouth moves to my breast, he licks my nipple and a wave of pleasure runs down between my thighs. A soft moan escapes my mouth and I feel him smile. He takes my nipple between his teeth and tugs softly, making me moan louder.

'That's fucking hot.' He says before kissing me again.

I can't handle this teasing, it's killing me. I want to feel him against me, but he keeps playing with my breasts. I lay down on the kitchen counter, it's cold and Shawn finally removes my panties.

'I need you to sit up.' He says with a low voice.

'Wh--' His thumb touches my opening and I can't finish my question.

'I want you to see how I'm going to make you come.' Fuck, his words turn me on.

I put my hands next to me and push myself up. Shawn takes a seat on the stool and looks between my legs with a smile like he's seeing his favourite meal. He pushes my legs apart even further and holds them in place with his warm hands. His face is between my thighs and his lips brush against me softly.

'You're so fucking wet.' He whispers against me.

'Don't you think I kno--' His tongue licks at my sensitive spot, cutting me off. I'm starting to think he doesn't like me making comments...

His tongue moves in circles and a loud moan escapes my mouth. I close my eyes and my head falls back when I moan again. He tells me to open my eyes and look at him. I do as he says and when I see his tongue move, it turns me on even more. I run my fingers through his hair, desperately keeping him in the same place. One of his hands runs up my stomach searching for my breast, and when he finds it he squeezes my nipple between his index finger and thumb.

'Fuck!' I scream from the pleasure.

While his tongue keeps moving, drawing circles I see that he moves his hand away from my leg, down to his crotch. I see him touching himself and the pleasure starts to build inside me. My legs start to shake a little and when Shawn notices it, his tongue starts moving faster, as if he knows I'm close.

My whole body starts to shake and I yell Shawn's name, his first name not his last name, and I hear a deep moan escape from his mouth while a large wave of pleasure overtakes my body.

Shawn looks up at me and I remove my hand away from his hair, to his jaw. He stands up and looks at me for a moment before putting his lips on mine again. His tongue feels hot, and for a moment I think I taste myself. I look down at his boxers and see a wet spot, I think he already came.

'Did you come already?' I ask.

'It was a little hard not to, with you moaning like that.' He smiles, still touching my body.

I pull the scrunchy out of my hair, and my hair falls down on my shoulders. I push Shawn away and jump off the kitchen counter again, I can never walk in this kitchen again without thinking about this night. I walk around Shawn pushing him against the kitchen counter, his hands grab the sides as he looks at me.

'We're not done yet.' I smile, before getting down on my knees in front of him.

'Just so you know, you don't have t--'

I cut Shawn's words off just like he did with me. I take him in my mouth and he gasps. His hand moves to my hair and he makes a fist, holding my dark brown hair tightly. My mouth moves around him, up and down, and it also turns me on.

I put one hand around him, going up and down with my mouth and he moans. My other hand rests on his leg and I feel his muscles tense. I start moving faster, taking him deeper. I think it's a good thing I don't have a gag reflex. Shawn's grip on my hair tightens and I hear him breathing faster. I think he's about to come. He moans deeply when I feel him spill in my mouth. His grip around my hair loosens and he smiles down at me, his chest still rising up and down.

'That was fucking amazing.' Shawn says when I rise to my feet again.

'Good.' I simply answer.

He wraps his arms around me, and my naked body touches his. He's so warm, and I feel safe in his arms somehow. He kisses my head and I grab the robe on the kitchen counter behind him.

'That was fun.' I say putting the robe around my body.

'You said my name.' He says in my ear, still holding me close. 'Well... you actually screamed it, but it still counts.'

'I did, yes.' I laugh. 'Don't get used to it.'

'I'll just do the exact same thing next time.' He says before giving me a kiss.

The way he looks at me gives me a weird feeling in my stomach. Wait, are those butterflies?

Thank you for reading! I'm sorry this chapter is a little short...

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