Ed Sheeran - Nothing On You, Dermot Kennedy - Power Over Me

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Beth enters the room and I'm very annoyed by being handcuffed until I see what she's wearing. She is wearing amazing deep blue silky lingerie. My jaw drops and I feel all the blood gushing down between my legs, she looks fucking hot.

She walks towards the bed and I see the scar on her leg where Bakker stabbed her. It's not completely healed yet. 

Dick.

One of the straps falls down on her shoulder and I want to stand up to take it off, but I can't.

Elizabeth's POV

I see Shawn pulling on the handcuffs and I hear the clinking of metal against metal and he groans while cursing under his breath. This is so much fun. 

This is the first time after two weeks I finally feel myself again. It felt like my body was alive, but my soul was not there. It was just watching my body do what it wanted and I feel terrible for how I treated Shawn. I hope I can make it up to him this way.

'Remove the handcuffs.' Shawn says with a stern voice.

I pretend like I'm considering it for a moment, staring at his perfectly shaped body as I stand at the end of the bed. 

He looks like a Greek god... Every muscle in his arms is accentuated because his hands are restrained. Every time he exhales his abs tense and he just lays there, unable to go anywhere.

'No can do.' I shrug and climb onto the bed, sitting down on his legs.

'Frozen! Frozen! Frozen!' He yells like a little child not getting his way.

I look between his legs and see his hard erection in front of me. I smirk while looking up at him through my lashes. He stares at me and I see the dark twinkle in his eyes. 

I touch his tip with the palm of my hand and Shawn moans from my touch.

'I thought you didn't need a safe word. Plus, we haven't even started yet. You need to have some patience, Shawn Mendes...' I smile at him.

'Ha-ha. Using my own words against me now, I see. When I get out of these handcuffs, you'll see what I will do to you. I'm going to make you scream my--'

I wrap my hand around his throbbing length and squeeze a little, feeling him getting harder in my hand. He closes his eyes and bites his lip. That's so hot...

'Shhh-shh-sh.' I shush him.

Shawn continues with his empty threats when I stop moving my hand. To be honest, the threats he makes only turn me on. Is that weird?

I lower my head to his body and kiss his tip softly before moving to his abs. I kiss his v-line and hip when I feel him throbbing against my stomach. He moans softly when I press my lips on his.

He never gives me the time to do this to him. Now I have all the time in the world and I plan to use every second of it. 

I softly bite on his bottom lip before pulling away.

'Please, Beth. It wouldn't kill you to speed things up a little.' He moans when I wrap my hand around his length again.

'I know.'

I squeeze a little harder and start moving my hand up and down his length faster and faster. He grunts and I see his eyes rolling back while he moans loudly. I see his abs tense and when he almost finishes I stop, moving my hand away from him. 

His head shoots up at me and his eyes are dark, darker than ever before.

'You did not.' He stares at me.

'I'm afraid I did, babe.' I look at him as if it's not entirely my fault.

Shawn chuckles and puts his head back onto the pillow. I smile before moving my panties to the side. 

I position him at my opening and slowly lower myself onto him with a moan, taking all of him inside me. He moans too and when he tries to move his hips up to meet me, I put my hand on his stomach, pushing his body down onto the bed as he slides out of me.

'Why are you doing this to me? You're killing me!'

'Just searching for your limit, that's all.' I chuckle.

'You just reached it.' He whispers.

Shawn looks up at the handcuffs above his head and he does something with his long fingers to open the metal lock in the middle holding the handcuffs together. 

All of a sudden his hands are free and he sits up, watching me look at his arms with shock. My heart skips a beat when I start to think about what's going to happen next.

'Did you really think... I wouldn't know how to get out of these.' He looks at the separate handcuffs around his wrists.

'No, but there was a possibility you didn't...' I say, sitting on my knees on the mattress.

I just lost all my power over Shawn and I'm curious what he's going to do next... 

He bites his lip, looking at me like I'm his prey. My heart starts to hammer in my chest and I fold my hands between my legs.

Shawn makes a sudden movement and wraps his big hand around my throat, pulling me to him and pushing me down on the mattress with him on top of me. I feel the necklace around my neck creating a mark as Shawn hovers in front of my face. When I try to kiss him he moves his head back a little.

'Uh-uh-uh.' He makes a clicking sound with his tongue.

'You know I can just break your wrist with my hand, right?' I whisper.

I wrap my hand around his wrist, feeling the handcuff around it.

'I know you can, but you won't.' His eyes study my face. 'Because you love this...'

He tightens his hand around my throat and it gets a little hard to breathe, but he's right, I love this, I need this. And of course I'm not going to break his fucking wrist.

His soft lips press quick wet kisses on my chest and I feel his hand pulling my breasts out of the blue bra. He sucks at my nipple and bites a little, making me moan before kissing his way down between my legs, slowly letting go of my throat.

When I realize I can't look at Shawn's face anymore, I start to freak out. That day in the garage popping back into my head and I move my hand to his hair, tugging at it - a little too hard - until I see his face again. 

He moans softly when I pull at his hair, but he doesn't complain. Does he like it when I do that?

'I need to look at you.' I move my hand to the back of his head and he nods slowly.

'I'm sorry.' He whispers.

He softly presses his lips on mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. 

One of his hands is next to my head as he reaches down between his legs with his other hand. He keeps kissing me and seconds later I feel him thrusting into me - hard - making me moan with his mouth still on mine. 

I dig my nails into his shoulders and he moans too when he slides out of me again.

'Fuck...' He whispers, thrusting into me again.

He reaches for the headboard and wraps his fist around the metal. He starts to breathe louder and moans a couple of times when I hear the metal of the handcuffs hitting the metal on the headboard. 

He thrusts into me hard, making the bed rock, the headboard hitting the wall every time he pounds into me. I tighten around him a few times, making him moan. I feel every inch of him and I missed him fucking me like this.

His movements and rhythm become sloppy and he suddenly pulls out, trying to control his breathing as he leans his forehead against mine. His forehead is wet and I run my hands over his chest.

'Why did you stop?' I pant.

'I was about to come...' He closes his eyes.

'Just come for me, babe.' I run my fingers through his damp hair.

He doesn't hesitate and thrusts back into me again, slamming his body against mine. He fills me up and I still can't believe how amazing he feels inside of me. 

I moan and look at Shawn's tense muscles in his arm as he looks down between my legs where he enters me over and over again. He looks up into my eyes and a few curls fall onto his forehead. He parts his lips a little and moans as I feel him twitch inside me, closing his eyes as he comes. 

He collapses onto me, breathing heavily. I feel his fast heartbeat on my chest and it turns me on even more. He's still hard inside me and I feel  my own heartbeat surrounding his. I want him to start moving again, thrusting inside me, making me come.

I wait for him to catch his breath and run my hands over his back while inhaling his scent. He pulls out and I suddenly feel empty without him.

'Stand up.' He says, climbing off of me.

'What? Why?' I sit up and move my body to the side of my bed.

I look down between his legs and he's already hard again. I give him a "well done" look and he chuckles before wrapping his hand around my neck, pushing my back against the wall. 

He pushes me a little too hard and you can hear the air being pushed out of my lungs. Shawn quickly removes his hand from my throat, a little shocked by his own power.

'Are you okay?' He looks into my eyes with worry spread across his face.

'Yes.' I chuckle. 'It sounded worse than it felt.' I say honestly.

It felt kind of nice...

He smiles with relief and steps closer to me. I feel his erection pressing on my abdomen and he lets his hands slide down my arms, to my hips, to my ass. He lifts me off the ground and pins me up against the wall, shielded by his body. 

My arms are wrapped around Shawn's shoulders when he starts to pound into me, hard and fast.

The pleasure starts to build in my abdomen and the faster he goes the more it spreads through my body. I tighten around him, not able to stop it as every thrust feels amazing and overwhelming.

He starts hitting the right spot and I moan, leaning my head against the wall as I run my fingers through his hair, tugging at the soft curls between my fingers.

I feel his fingers pressing into my thighs to keep me up against the wall. He tries to avoid touching the scar by moving his hand to my ass.

The sight of him sweating and moaning drives me over the edge. My legs start to shake and I scream his name as the orgasm rushes over me. He keeps pounding into me until he comes too and he presses his lips on mine when I feel him twitch inside me, his hot tongue making fireworks explode everywhere in my body.

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