"Shawn, you have Camila! Aren't you happy?
He shook his head, "No."
I sighed, "why Shawn?"
He lifted his head and looked at me with tears in his eyes, "because I had you."
*in the process of editing. So if it goes from chapter one to three it's bec...
Shawn and I didn't have sex last night. After one of the stage crew people came to ask Shawn about something, he came back into the room and just looked at me.
"Shawn? What's wrong?"
He sighs, "we can't do this. N-not that I don't want to. Because I really.. really want to. But I don't just want to fuck and then go on about our day. Then one day forget. I want to spend time with you. Get to know you, take you out, do silly shit. Because in the amount of time we were together hanging out I really enjoyed it. And I don't want it to end." My heart had leaped out of my chest at his words. I know it's not good to compare, but my first time wasn't like this. It was with some guy in the back of his car. It was hot, not in a good way. And it lasted maybe a minute and I got nothing out of it. I wasn't treated like a queen, I wasn't asked if the touching was alright. With Shawn, even though we didn't do anything it just felt right. Like if I wanted to stop he wouldn't be mad or irritated that he didn't get off. "Imogen, listen to me. You are a beautiful woman, and you have a great personality..."
"But?" I ask.
"But I don't want this to be a one-time thing. I want you tomorrow, and the next day, and the next. I want you to be mine,"
I stared at him in shock. Shawn and I? Together? As a couple? "Really? Are you sure? I mean I would love to of course."
He smiled at me, "of course I'm sure. I wouldn't be suggesting it if I didn't mean it, love."
Butterflies erupted throughout my body. "then I would love to be yours, Shawn."
Day three of being with Shawn. It was amazing, we went out to eat. And now we are at the movies, specifically the drive-in theater. We were in an all-blacked-out G-Wagon. Since the car was lifted off the ground a few more inches than a regular car we were in the back. I didn't mind, the screen was bright enough to see it from where we were. We were watching a movie about an Italian Mafia boss that abducted a woman. The Mafia boss was determined for her to take a liking to him. Towards the middle of the movie she finally gives in and they have very rough sex. A lot of it at that.
I look over at Shawn and I can see him shifting in his seat. The movie illuminated the car just enough to see the bulge in his pants grow.
"Shawn?" He didn't look over at me. I touched his arm and called his name again. "Are you okay love?"
He nodded, "yeah, yeah. I'm okay." He fixed his jeans that now look too tight in the groin area.
I smirked, "Shawn?" I had a teasing tone in my voice. He peeked over at me. "Yeah?" I made eye contact with him. Then down to his pants, then back up to his eyes.
"Do you have a problem that needs to be solved?" I gestured with a head nod to his lower regions. "Oh! No, no, it's okay. It'll go away on its own."
I giggled, "are you sure? I don't mind helping."
His eyes met mine, and I could see the fire behind his eyes. So without his reply, I got out of the car and hopped into the back seat.
It didn't take long for Shawn to follow suit. If anyone had seen us doing that, I'm sure they could figure out what was going on. Hopefully, no one snitches. I climb on top of him once he closes the door. I pepper kisses along his jaw, down his neck, back up to his lips. I ran my hands along his shoulders, his chest, then down to the button of his jeans. Giving someone that I like pleasure makes me feel good. It doesn't have to be just sex, it could be oral sex or a hand job. Its intimacy and pleasure is given. Though I am not receiving pleasure, I still get enjoyment out of it, knowing that he is feeling amazing from something I'm doing makes me feel good.
I unbutton his jeans, but before I continue I ask him if this is okay. He gave me a nod, "yeah, keep going, princess."
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and reached into his pants. Shawn was definitely blessed. Carefully I pulled his member free of the constricting pants. He sucked in a sharp breath when I rubbed my finger over the swollen tip. Before I did anything else I gathered up saliva and spit it into my hand since neither of us had lubrication with us so spit would have to do. I felt Shawn's hands grab my ass and massage it. While my hand stroked his dick, I was leaving love bites on his neck. "Fuck, Imogen. Don't stop, please don't stop." Shawns whimpers sent shivers down my body. There was no doubt that my panties were soaked. I've gotten wet a few times before, but not like this. Shawn put his hand under my shirt and grabbed my breast. I let out a moan at his actions. With my free hand, I grabbed at the back of his head. I lightly pulled his head back to give myself more access to his neck. "Fuck baby, you're gonna get me in trouble." I hummed, "take off your shirt." He removed his hands from me and took his shirt off. "Mmm, your turn baby." I giggled and removed my hands from him. Shawn took my shirt off and kissed my cleavage, neck, and my breast. I felt him sick on my breast, leaving marks for me to see later. I got back to pumping him in my hand, quicker than the last time. "Mm fuck, I'm close." Shawn's moans grew louder, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I looked at his face curious as to what he looked like so close to release. His eyes were shut, and his lips were parted allowing breathy moans into the world. I tightened my grip slightly and picked up the pace. His body jerked at the sudden change in pace. Shawn sat up and pulled me into a deep kiss. He pulled away moments later to let out a loud moan. It was mixed with a few curse words and my name. I felt him jerk in my hand and warm liquid spill onto my hand. I slowly came to a stop, and I let him go. Shawn was panting as he looked at me with a dazed look. "Thank you," he whispered. I smiled at him "no problem love." He looked at my hand that was once holding him. "I'll get you a wipe to clean off your hand." I got off his lap and sat next to him. I looked at my hand, a part of me was curious as to what he tasted like. Before I could make a decision Shawn cleaned up his mess on my hand. "Thank you," I smiled. "No honey, thank you. That was amazing." "Well, if I'm being honest with you. That was the first time I've never given a hand job. So I'm glad you liked it." After all of that, there was still thirty minutes to the movie left. So we just cuddled in the back seat. It was kinda difficult seeing as Shawn was really tall. But we managed to make it work. By the end of the movie Shawn was asleep. I didn't want to wake him so I just buckled him in somehow and hopped in the front seat. I adjusted everything and drove toward the hotel. I have gone there enough times to figure out how to get back. The streets around here weren't too difficult to remember which was nice.
I pulled up to the entrance of the hotel. Since this was a very "boujee" hotel you needed a pin to pass the gate. I didn't know the pin so I had to wake sleeping beauty in the back. I put the car in park and hopped out to wake Shawn up. I opened the back door and lightly shook him. "Hey Shawn, what's the pin for the hotel gate?" He didn't respond so I shook him harder. "Mendes! What's the pin to the gate?" He jumped from the sudden noise. He sat up quickly and hit his head on the roof of the car. I cringed, and apologized a few times. "Hey hey, what are you saying sorry for? It's not your fault." Shawn was rubbing his head as he spoke to me. "Okay, well what's the pin for the gate?" He looked at me confused. "Gate? Gate for what?" I looked around me, then back at Shawn. "Uh, the hotel silly." Shawn hopped out of the car and looked around. "Oh, you drove here?" I laughed, "yeah how else would get get here silly? Teleportation isn't a thing yet." He gave me a sarcastic laugh, "haha. Very funny. The gate code is 8717." I laughed at him and got into the passenger seat. Shawn hopped into the drivers seat but soon let out a few groans from being so close to the steering wheel. He pulled into the hotel after putting the pin in the gate. He told me tomorrow we will be saying in an air bnb. "Let's to go bed. You tired me out at the theater." I smirked at him, "was it worth it?" He gave me a quick kiss, "most definitely."
