𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 28

Songs: (I don't know who the singer is)- You don't even know me now, Rotimi - Push Button Start.

No, but seriously tho...don't read this if you're not 16+ or comfortable with reading smut.

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Shawn puts his cold hand on my bare leg under the table. I move my leg away from his hand ignoring the warm feeling travelling down between my thighs.

'Let's just go back to the hotel.' I say when I take the last bite of my paella.

The sun is setting and I see the beautiful yellow, orange sky behind Shawn. I haven't seen a lot of Madrid yet, but I love it already. And to be completely honest, I just want to know what Shawn bought at that sex store.

Without saying anything Shawn stands up and walks to a waiter. I watch him pay and when I stand up I close Shawn's jacket, trying to hide my breasts from him.

'Nice try, but I watched your nipples get hard.' Shawn whispers in my ear when we walk away from the restaurant.

He takes my hand in his and we walk to the hotel as fast as we can. When we arrive Shawn picks me up from the ground and runs to the elevator.

'Hey, calm down...' I laugh when he puts me down in the elevator again. 'And stop picking me up in public, I'm not a child.' I say when he puts his hand on my waist.

'Yes, ma'am.' He says before putting his lips on mine.

Shawn's hands roam over my body and it feels like forever until we arrive at our floor. 

The elevator doors slide open and Shawn grabs my hand again, pulling me with him through the hallway. When he opens the door of our hotel room the curtains are closed and there's a towel-swan on our bed. I start to laugh and look at it.

'That's so cute.' I step away from Shawn and his amazing lips and walk to the bed, pulling my phone out of Shawn's jacket.

'It was supposed to be romantic and turn you on even more, I didn't think you wanted to take pictures.' He steps closer to me and wraps his arms around my body again.

'I'm sending it to Zayneb.' I say with a smile, sending it to Zayneb.

'Really?' Shawn says, rolling his eyes.

I turn around and wrap my hands around his neck, tossing my phone somewhere on the bureau. He kisses me and pulls his jacket off of my body, unzipping my dress just seconds later.

'Can I do whatever I want with you tonight?' He asks while taking off his hoodie.

'Yes, but I want to know what the surprise is.' I tell him.

'Take your dress off and sit on the bed.' He says, walking to the closet while taking his t-shirt off.

I do as he says and follow every move of his while trying not to sit awkwardly on the bed. I'm such a dork sometimes. How am I supposed to sit? 

I put one leg over the other. My god, that looks ridiculous. 

I open my legs. This makes me feel like a prostitute saying: "Come and get it boy!"

Shawn is still looking in the closet and I lay down on the bed, looking like a corpse in a casket. I am terrible at this! 

I decide to sit in the middle of the bed with crossed legs, looking like a school girl waiting for the P.E. teacher to start with the instructions of today's lesson. 

Am I overthinking this? I think I'm overthinking this. 

Will Shawn notice? 

Probably... definitely yes.