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.

'I don't give a fuck about them. This is about you and me, don't bring them up again.' He whispers.

My breath shudders as I exhale. 

How did he become one million times more attractive by just doing that one simple thing?

'Now, go inside your room and change into the things I bought you. When you're done come back to the living room with those handcuffs in your hands.' Shawn whispers in my ear.

I nod slowly and his grip around my throat loosens. I walk to my bedroom and close the door behind me, leaning against it. I exhale and smile from ear to ear. This is so exciting.

I throw everything on my bed and look at the lingerie - if you can call it that - there are more straps then fabric. It does look kind of hot though. I quickly put it on and take a look at the handcuffs. 

Now, how could I get out of these if necessary? I pull at the metal in the middle and the leather straps, but I have no idea. Why don't officers use these? It's harder to get out of these than out of the shitty metal ones and believe me, I know what I'm talking about.

I look at myself in the mirror one more time before opening the door of my room, handcuffs in one hand. My heart is about to pound out of my chest, gosh, why am I so nervous?

I'm afraid to look into Shawn's beautiful eyes when I stand still in front of him. He unbuttons his shirt and puts it on the couch before turning to me.

'What's wrong?' He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my head to look at him.

'Nothing, just nervous, that's all.' I chuckle.

Shawn looks into my eyes and I see his eyes twinkle for a moment.

'I love it when you smile like that.' His thumb brushes over my cheek. 

'And you look fucking hot.' He presses his lips on mine.

'Now, turn around.' He says with a stern voice.

I do as he says, still holding the handcuffs in my hands. His hands touch my ass and he squeezes a little, making me laugh. I feel him stepping closer, resting his hands on my hips, his mouth next to my ear.

'Do you remember the night in the desert?' He says. 

'The safeword and the "stop" rule?'

'Yes.' I swallow.

'What's your safeword?'

'Stars.'

He kisses my neck and tells me to hand him the handcuffs. I put my hands behind my back and feel him closing the soft inside of the handcuffs around my wrists.

'Are you sure you want to do this?'

'Ye-h-es!' I roll my eyes.

'Turn around.'

Shawn puts his hand in my neck and presses his lips on mine forcefully. He has never kissed me like this before. His tongue slides into my mouth and a soft moan escapes from my mouth when he pulls away. His big hand moves to the back of my neck and his other hand rests on my waist as he makes me walk back to my room, my hands still handcuffed on my back.

'Get down on your knees.' He whispers against my lips while moving his hand to my hair.

I listen to him and lower myself to my knees. I try to move one of my hands to unbutton his jeans and when you hear the jingling of the restraining metal of the handcuffs I smile in defeat. 

This is the moment I realize I'm actually unable to do anything without Shawn.

Shawn smirks down at me and I smile back at him. His thumb brushes over my cheek and I see him looking at my dimple for a moment, his eyes softening.

I look at his growing erection - in his jeans - right in front of my face. He clears his throat and the dark look in his eyes returns. 

There is something different about him. Normally it's only his eyes showing me this sexy darkness of his, but now it's radiating from his whole body, making him sexier than he already is.

Shawn starts unbuttoning his jeans and holds his length in his hand. I open my mouth and he shoves his length down my throat. When he leaves my mouth again, I gasp for air. He gives me a little time to breathe and wraps my long hair around his fist, forcing himself in my mouth again. 

God, this turns me on so much. 

He starts moving faster and I catch myself trying to move my hands to his legs like I always do, but yet again, I can't. I start to understand why people are into this.

He leaves my mouth again and takes a step back, letting go of my hair. He quickly removes his jeans and boxers before telling me to stand up. He walks behind me and opens the middle piece of the handcuffs, closing them in front of my body again. 

When Shawn pushes me onto the bed he takes my panties and bra off before burying his face between my legs.

'I don't want to hear a sound.' Shawn says looking into my eyes.

'How the fuck am I supposed to-- Ow! Shawn!' He bites on the soft skin of my inner thigh.

'I told you I didn't want to hear a sound.' He smirks.

'You're a dick.' I think in my head without saying it.

He licks at my sensitive spot and somehow the burning on my inner thigh doesn't bother me, it feels nice even. 

Shawn's tongue moves slow and I don't think he's going to pick up the pace anytime soon. One of his hands moves to my breast and he squeezes. Am I supposed to say something? Am I supposed to say stop? I'm not allowed to talk or "make a sound", but I want him to move faster. 

I move my hands to his hair and buck my hips off the bed a little, hoping that he'll get the hint, but nothing changes.

'Why are you going so slow?!' I yell at him.

'Have some patience, Elizabeth.' He looks up at me.

I groan and lower my head on the pillow again. Patience is not really my thing... 

I wait for the thing to happen and as my fingers play with his hair, every movement of his tongue somehow feels highlighted all of a sudden, making me feel everything he does ten times stronger. 

A loud moan escapes my mouth unwillingly and I start to breathe heavily.

'Ah, there it is.' Shawn says between my legs.

What the fuck did he do to me? This feels fucking amazing. 

His hands hold my legs and open them even wider. I feel two fingers slide inside as his tongue starts to move faster and I want him to stop and go faster at the same time.

I feel the pleasure building in my whole body when he starts moving even faster. I buck my hips off the mattress and seconds later I come, my whole body shaking and Shawn moves over me, pressing his lips on mine as the orgasm still rushes through me. 

I moan against his lips and he opens the handcuffs again before turning me on my belly, pulling my hips up at him. He grabs my wrists again and puts them together on my back again. My ass is in the air, creating a perfect entrance for him while my shoulders are on the mattress. 

I'm stuck, I can't go anywhere.

'Are you ok?' He asks with his hands on my hips.

'Yes.' I chuckle.

'Good.'

Shawn spanks my ass before thrusting inside with one swift move, making me moan from pain and pleasure at the same time. He moves fast, not starting slow like he always does. 

He spanks me again and I moan even louder.

'I thought I told you to shut up.' And again.

'I can't!' I moan.

He almost pulls out completely and I feel his hand move to the handcuffs, opening the lock thingy holding them together. 

My hands are suddenly free - in a way - and I grab the sheets when Shawn starts thrusting inside me over and over again. Slow, hard, thrusts. I moan again and hear Shawn moan too for the first time this whole night. 

He starts moving faster again and I come before Shawn does. He keeps moving until he finishes too and he lays down on my back. I feel his wet curls on my back and all the heat radiates from his body. I don't think I've ever made him sweat like this before. Awesome.

He lays down next to me and I roll over on my back, trying to control the fast beating of my heart.

'Yeah... I'm going to fuck you like this more often.' He pants.

I chuckle and brush my hair away from my face before sitting up, looking at Shawn's shining body.

'Remove these.' I hold my wrists out to Shawn.

He sits up too, holding my hands in his while looking into my eyes. He kisses my hand before removing the handcuffs.

We get up and take a shower together before ordering pizza. I convince Shawn to stay over tonight and sit down next to him after grabbing the spare key I keep in the drawer of my desk at home.

'I want you to have this.' I hand it to him. 

'We might not live together, but now you can come in whenever you want.'

'Are you sure?' He looks at the key. 'This is not because I just rocked your world, right?' He smiles.

'No.' I laugh. 'I'm sure. And I will tell Sam that you're allowed past the lobby.'

Shawn takes the key from my hand and pulls me into his arms, pressing a kiss on my temple.

'Thank you, Beth.' 

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