𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 22

I fucking love Wonder. I've been listening to it non-stop, even during tests.

I love this quote: "There are no good writers. Sometimes a good book is created in our country that has no influence on the average level. The good books usually come from weirdos, enthusiasts who write secretly in the middle of the night {That's me!} and have nothing to do with literary life, or with literature at all."

It's from a dutch writer I just read a book from, and I just felt his words. Even though I think good writers exist.

(Mature content)

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Elizabeth's POV

I crash my lips onto his and Shawn pulls my body onto his lap. I feel his boner rubbing against my opening. At this moment I'm happy we didn't take my car. There's much less space in a BMW M8 than in a Range Rover.

'Grab a condom out of the glove compartment.' Shawn says, his hands on my hips.

'Why?' I look at him.

'We don't want to make a mess in my car, do we?' He raises one eyebrow.

That dark look in his eyes that I like so much returns. I like the way he changes when he's turned on. He gets dominant and the dark look in his eyes always turns me on so much that within seconds my whole body is aching for him.

'What if people see us?' I ask him.

'All the windows are blacked out. No one will see us.' He responds.

I climb back onto my seat and look for the condom in his glove compartment, when I find it I hand it to him, but he doesn't take it from me.

'Remove your pants. Leave your panties on.' He orders.

I listen to him and take my pants off, leaving them at the bottom of my feet. I hear Shawn unbuckle his belt and he waits for me to come back to him.

'Come here.' He says.

When I sit on his lap again he kisses me, full of passion. I tug at his t-shirt.

'I want to touch you.' I whisper against his lips.

He pulls the t-shirt up from his back and throws it behind him. My hands run over his chest to his stomach, touching his abs. Fuck, he's so hot. I run my fingers through his soft curls and he kisses my neck, sucking on the skin just above my collarbone.

He kisses my lips again and I feel him pulling my panties to the side, letting one finger slide in and out in a steady rhythm. I moan against his lips and clench his hair in my fist when he adds another finger, making me moan louder. 

I grab his arms, trying to keep my body in the same position. Shawn knows I'm close when he starts moving his hand faster, making his fingers go deeper, hitting the right spot by curling them inside of me.

'Come for me, baby...' He whispers.

I dig my nails into his shoulders. I moan again, closing my eyes when a rush of pleasure overtakes my body. My whole body shakes on his lap and he pulls me to his body, hugging me as my orgasm still rushes over me.

I kiss him again before looking down between his legs. I pull him out of his boxers and hold his erection in my hand, grabbing the condom I left on my seat. I move my hand up and down his length a couple of times and he moans. I put the condom around him and thank my biology teacher quietly.