𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 49

I don't think I have to tell you guys which songs I listened to while writing this chapter.

I know my book is mature, but seriously tho.. don't read this if you're not 16+ or comfortable with reading smut. This chapter is a little more detailed than normally...

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I open the door of my apartment and dump my heels onto the ground in the hallway before walking to my room and laying down on my bed. Shawn will be here in thirty minutes and I need to change into something nice.

'This is shit, why do I still have this?' I say, pulling a skirt out of my closet. 

'Ugly. God, what the fuck is this? Nah. Slutty. Too fucking hot. Damn! Ooh, that looks nice.' I look at the silk fabric of a black dress.

I hold it in front of my body as I look into the mirror. Yeah, I should wear this, it looks good. When you have a lot of clothes, but never go out to buy new ones it looks like you're shopping in your own closet after a few months, forgetting you still had certain clothes.

I quickly straighten my hair and put on the dress. It looks good. Why am I treating this like it's a date? Shawn is just coming over, that's it.

No, not true, I'm going to try to seduce him. Yup, that's why I put on this dress.

I hear someone knock on the door and I run through the hallway on my bare feet. When I open the door I see Shawn standing in front of me wearing a button-up shirt. 

My eyes scan his body and I see him holding two small bags in his right hand.

'Hey, babe. You look amazing.' He says before pressing his lips on mine.

'Thank you. You're not so bad yourself.' I say, closing the door behind Shawn.

He puts the two bags down onto the kitchen counter and turns to look at me.

'Have you had dinner yet?' He puts his hands in the pockets of his jeans as he scans my body again.

'No. You?'

'No. We'll just order pizza after.'

'After what?' I ask.

Shawn smirks and steps closer to me, the smell of pine needles invading my senses again. I still haven't found out where that amazing smell comes from. 

When I close my eyes and wait for him to kiss me, I hear him step away. I open my eyes and Shawn hands me two bags.

'What is it?'

'Just look inside.'

I look inside one of the bags and see a pair of red and black lace lingerie. When I open the other bag I see a pair of leather black handcuffs and I close it immediately.

'You said you weren't into tying up and stuff.' I say, looking up at Shawn's eyes.

Shawn takes a step closer to me again. Our bodies are just inches away from touching.

'Technically, handcuffs don't fall under the category of tying someone up.' He runs his index finger over my collarbone.

'Loophole.' He smirks.

'Well... Christian Grey used it on Anastasia Steele, so yeah, they count as tying up.' I respond.

Shawn does something I wouldn't have expected him to do in a thousand years. He wraps his big hand around my throat and pushes me against the wall. His face is just inches away from mine as he studies my eyes.