Heading back to the rehab center after our day at the lake was hard. Seeing Shawn get a taste of what it will be like when he's free from the confines of the center was great, but it made me want him out of there even faster. To say I had a countdown on my phone would be true. I wanted him out, I wanted him with me; in every possible way.
After our little escapade in the bathroom at the lake house, the decision to wait to have sex was getting harder and harder to ignore and as we drove home and Shawn was kissing me all over, I internally growled at myself for agreeing to wait. I was hot and bothered and I wanted him.
So, so bad.
"Shawn!" I whimpered as his lips found my sweet spot. We were now back in his room, him laying on top of me in his bed. We were in the middle of a hot and heavy make out session, him grinding on me, me grabbing onto his shoulders and his curls, letting pleasure take over my body. The need to stop becoming apparent otherwise we would break our agreement.
"Baby! Baby, we have to stop." I pant. Truthfully, I didn't want to stop. I wanted him to take me, right here, right now. After taking him to my spot at the lake, I knew that all of the shit we had been through and all of the hurt and then ultimately make ups, had formed us into the couple we are now. I realized I can't imagine my life without him anymore, which is weird considering I hated him less than a year ago.
"I don't want to stop." He whines in my ear as his hot breath against the hollow of my ear snapped me back to reality.
"But we need to, remember?" I sighed in frustration as he kissed his way down to my sweet spot again, this time gently marking me as his. "Ughhh fine." He groaned. "Why did I suggest we wait?" He asked, now sitting me up as he pulled me into his lap.
"I don't know, but as hard as it is...I still think we should still wait until you get out of here."
He nods in agreement before kissing me again. "As long as I can still kiss you and have you in other ways, I don't care how long we wait, I'll take what I can get." He says against my lips; the wetness between my legs becoming harder and harder to ignore as his hand made a swipe at my soaked panties.
"Oh my god Shawn!" I chuckle shaking my head.
I get up and adjust my clothes before finding the takeout menus on his bedside table. After looking at the clock and realizing it's almost noon the next day, I decide we probably need to eat something. As I'm ordering, Shawn is up getting his stuff together for a shower and then he has physical therapy this afternoon.
Looking at my phone, I have a text from Emma and a missed call from James.
Once I hear the water running, I call James back.
He picks up on the first ring. "Hey!"
"Hey! What's up?" I ask.
"Oh nothing, you just never came home last night that and mom and dad figured you were still with Shawn, but I need you to help me with something." He says.
"Ok." I reply.
"Becca and I want to do something to help Shawn once he gets out. I know he's moving back into the Mendes house right?"
"Yes. That's the plan."
"Give me a few ideas, or have him text me, of what we can do to help him out a little." He says.
"That's so sweet James! I know dad is helping Manny fix up Shawn's old room and they are working on soundproofing the walls so he can have his driving simulator in there. Maybe once that comes, you can help them assemble it?"
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Driving Me Crazy
Fiksi PenggemarYoung IndyCar driver Shawn Mendes has it all. Amazing family and friends, money, fame and beautiful girls at his beck and call. Well... all except for a certain brunette who seems immune to his popularity and charm. Camila, an avid race fan grew u...