BitterSweet

Chapter 13

A little, little smut

Shawn is still gone all day and night, I still don't know what he's doing but I don't think he would be messing around with a girl since he knows what that would make me think about him. It would, as I've said before, hinder my thoughts about hooking up with him. But if we're just going to do this one time, it doesn't bother me as much as it did before.

As soon as I got home from work, Hailee left with Niall to do wedding stuff and Shawn doesn't come home until late. I'm alone and bored with nothing to do and nobody to hang out with. I've already had dinner alone, watched some Netflix, but it was more background noise than anything while I worked on some manuscripts.

The movie that was playing has ended and I've finished my work so I think I'll call it an early night tonight. Turning everything off in the main room and double checking that the house is locked up, I head towards my room.

In the ensuite that I share with Shawn, I try to get ready for bed, but since seeing Shawn naked at the Mendes's', I can't stop thinking about his body every time I'm in a bathroom. It's making my insides tingle and clench when I think about kissing him and my body feels as if it's on fire just remembering how sexy he looked naked.

I'm wanting to feel that incredible clenching sensation intensify. I've never had an orgasm before but from all the talk I hear about it, I know it must be amazing. To be honest, I've never felt this feeling before because... well, because I'm a virgin and no guy has ever effected me the way Shawn has.

Knowing that I'm horny just from my very inappropriate thoughts of my roommate, I want a release and I want it bad. I've never played with myself before but if I want a release it's the only way to get it. With my plan in mind, and even though I'm home alone and nobody would come in without asking, I lock my bedroom door. I look around my room a little guilty about what I'm about to do, like someone would be in here to know what I'm planning to do, I take my clothes off and climb on my bed. My heart is pounding like I'm going to get caught and what I'm doing is naughty, very, very naughty, but it doesn't stop me from bringing my hand slowly to my clit."Ugh!" I growl frustrated.

I don't know what to do, I've never done this before, and it doesn't seem to be working! I'm sure if I had a toy... wait a minute. I climb out of bed, nearly falling as I rush to my closet and find the vibrator Shawn got me as a gag gift a few months ago. He's such an ass, but right now he's a very much appreciated ass. I was upset when I opened the package to find this vibrating wand, and to be honest I didn't know what it was at first. I thought it was some sort of massager until Hailee told me what it was truly for. I never used it, I kept it buried deep within my closet. This thing is going to come in very handy, I just know it. "Thank you, Shawn."

Moving back to my bed, I settle down with the vibrating wand in hand and get to work. "Oh," This feels amazing!

SPOV-

It's been a long ass week. Not only am I busting my ass working at Nialls construction company, I've also been working with Selena more and more. I met her at Harvard my freshman year when she was a senior, the one and only good thing I got out of attending college. We worked well together and she agreed that if I ever made it big that she would quit wherever she got an internship and come work for me as my COO. That's how confident she was in my skills just from the one class we had together and agreeing to be study partners.

And this is my life. Work. Work. Work. I may not have my inheritance because I didn't finish college, but I've not given up on my dream of owning my own company, I will never give it up. It's the one thing in my life that I will fight tooth and nail to have and it's beginning to add blood, sweat and tears as well. Sure, it's helluva lot harder to start up a company without start up money, but I wont give up.

And while I'm more about starting my company than the company of a woman, I'm not dead, I am a red-blooded male. I may fuck but not nearly as much as Camila believes I do. In fact, I haven't had sex since I met Camila. It's been months. I've had my eyes set on her and only her.

It's another long, late night of working as I arrive home, earlier than usual. Niall's truck is missing from the garage so I'm sure they are either staying with Hailee's parents tonight or will come home late. Planning a wedding seems to be a second job all in itself.

After leaving Selena, I went to the gym. In much need of a shower, I head down the hallway to my room as I grab the back of my shirt, pulling it over my head. Once I'm in my room, I toss my shirt in my laundry then make my way towards the bathroom I share with Camila because it separates our rooms. I'm about to turn on the bathroom light but a noise stops me. Pausing to listen, it doesn't take long before I'm hearing it again. Moaning. Wait, moaning? Camila must be sleeping and dreaming.

Shaking it off, I go to turn the light on again but then I hear what I think might be my name. Why would she... No fucking way!

Forgetting about my shower, I leave the light off, keeping the bathroom dark as I walk as quietly as I can to the door that leads to her room. She can't lock it from her side so I know it's open. I grab the handle and slowly open the door, peeking inside her room. Her bed is front and center, giving me the perfect view of... HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

She's laying naked, sprawled on her bed, with a vibrator on her clit.
"Ah." She pants squirming all over the bed. "Oh." Now she's moaning as her other hand fists the sheets. I shouldn't watch this, but my dick has a mind of his own as he wakes up and seeks her out. It's like he can smell her arousal as he comes to life.

My mind is telling me to close the door, to give her privacy as this is an intimate moment regardless of the fact that she's doing this to herself. And thank fuck she is alone, only masturbating. I feel this strange emotion at the thought of there being a man in her bed. But instead of closing the door, I listen to my other head, the one that is extremely aroused at the sight of her.

She's moving and panting all over her bed, her moans are driving me crazy, and I have the perfect view of her wet, very wet pussy. I watch fascinated for a few more moments longer but in the end decide I should leave before I'm caught.

Just as I'm about to close the door, she moans my fucking name and my eyes widen. I never would've thought she'd be thinking of me while she was pleasuring herself. "Oh, Shawn." I barely hear it, but she said it. Well, if it's me she wants, it's me she's going to get. I'm already fucking hard and it looks like she's already soaking wet.

I open the door to reveal myself but before I can say anything, Camila is screaming at my sudden arrival, moving the vibrator off her clit and grabbing the sheet to hide her beautiful body from my view.

"Get out!"

"You want me, baby, here I am." I begin to remove my pants. "I aim to please."

"Oh my god! Get out, Shawn!" She grabs a pillow from her bed and chucks it at me. "Get out!"

"No need to get feisty, but if you like it rough, I'm game."

"GET. OUT!"

"Alright, fine, I'll go." I relent. Looks like I'm not fucking her tonight, but now I know she wants me as much as I want her.

CPOV-

OH MY GOD! As if seeing him naked wasn't embarrassing enough, he's now saw me masturbating! I hope he didn't hear me moaning his name too, that would just be the icing on this very embarrassing cake!

I fall back onto my bed just as he shuts the bathroom door. Thankfully he's not laughing at my expense.
It's not long until I hear the shower running.

Turning my head to look at my clock, I see he's home early tonight. As my heart finally stops beating like crazy I realize my fuck up... I could've had him, had it not been for being surprised and embarrassed. Now I know I'll never be able to look him in the eyes again. Ever.

SPOV-

"What's with the face?" Niall asks as we hang in the living room.

"Dad hooked me up with this chick I'm supposed to go out with tonight." I complain. " I have more important shit I could be doing but no, I have to please dad if I want my money. All because I'm one big fucking disappointment. I got into Harvard, shouldn't that be enough, why do I need to graduate?"
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