"Am not."

"Shawn you are."

"Not infinity."

"Shawn stop it."

"You stop it."

"SHAWN!"

"I'm not doing anything wrong in the first place." he said. Juliet glared at Shawn through the mirror. He had an innocent smile on his face. She looked back at the task at hand and began applying her red lipstick to her lips. Shawn grabbed her side and she squealed all over again. But this time she had dug the lipstick across her cheek.

"SHAWN I TOLD YOU TO STOP TICKLING ME!" she cried in outrage as she glared at her reflection. He burst into laughter at the long streak of red on her cheek. She whirled around at him, her blue eyes narrowing in on him. She walked up to him and yanked him down and kissed him hard. She pushed him back and smirked with glee. She whirled around, her hair flying and she walked to the mirror and grabbed a tissue, and began wiping her cheek delicately waiting for the erupt of horror that she knew would come.

"JULESSSSSS!" he cried when he caught sight of the lipstick clearly smeared across his mouth. She shrugged.

"An eye for an eye Shawn Spencer." she lifted her head.

"Why you little crafty lovebug."

"Well that should teach you not to mess with a woman whose applying lipstick to her mouth." she smiled at him as he continued wiping at his mouth trying desperately to get the deep red from his lips.

"Jules I look like a clown."

"Not my fault."

"Yeah it was." he grumbled.

"Look at my cheek." she pointed at her cheek that she could still see a clear red line across it.

"Jules how is it my fault you don't have hand-eye coordination."

"Excuse me!" she threw the lipstick down, and eyed her watch. They had an hour before people would start arriving for their small little get together.

"Don't hate on me Jules I'm just stating the fact." he waved a hand at her cheek.

"You tickled me!" he shrugged his shoulders as if that had no reason as to why she had dug the lipstick into her cheek. She eyed her vanity as he continued to peer into the mirror. She picked up her hot pink nail polish feeling the impish urge to one up him. She opened the top and pulled out the brush. She eyed him as he continued to rub his mouth. "I guess you are right Shawn. It was my fault." He turned to look at her.

"That's big of you Jules I knew you'd come to your senses." he leaned to kiss her on the cheek and that's when she struck. She swiped the pink colored brush across his cheek. He jumped at the feeling of wet and coolness on his cheek. "WHOOPS." she said innocently.

"JULES!" he cried when he looked in the mirror and now not only did he have red lips, but a long pink streak across his right cheek. He immediately pressed his hand against it and tried to wipe it off just to smear it harder and further across his cheek. His eyes widened. "You did that on purpose!

"No your face sort of just happened to get in the way of my nail polish." she smirked as she held up the brush for him to see. "Ready to say it was your fault for this in the first place."

"Hell no!" his eyes blazed with a mischievous glint. She put the brush down and held up her hands.

"Shawn, we have a get together to get ready for." she said taking a small step back. "By the way Shawn, you really might want to wash up, you seriously are starting to look like a clown." she giggled.

"Oh really Jules? Its WAR!" he cried and she squealed as she tried to make a run for the door. But he was quick and grabbed her waist and began tickling her. Juliet giggled as she squirmed in his arms. She tried to twist a different way to get away from his relentless tickling when a pain erupted in her ankle. She let out a small cry, as she realized she was going to fall, but Shawn caught her.

"You alright Jules?" concern burrowed deep within his expressive hazel eyes. She looked down at her feet. Why had she decided to wear these damn five inch heels in the first place?

"I just twisted my ankle Shawn." she sighed, as she glanced at his mouth. Their little playful fight was getting her in the mood and the way Shawn was staring at her, and how he was looking was making it worse. He was wearing a dark navy blue dress shirt, and tight black jeans. How she longed to take a nice long look of his firm ass encased in the tight jeans. Why hadn't she taken a glance earlier was beyond her? She loved tight jeans on men, maybe one time in the future she could convince Shawn to wear that football attire again her breath hitching at just the thought. He had to especially wear those football pants.

"JULES? EARTH TO MY HURT SWEETUMS!" his eyes were looking at her concerned. She blinked and cleared her throat trying to get her mind out of the gutter.

"I'm sorry Shawn what did you say?"

"Never mind you must be in a lot of pain." he looked so sad and guilty. She was about to tell him she was truly fine that the pain was lessening, but she sighed in pleasure instead when Shawn lifted her high in his arms and cradled her to his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and smiled forgetting all about easing Shawn's concerns. He placed her delicately on the bed and then scooted back when she leaned forward for a kiss but got nothing but air. She opened her eyes and flopped her hands down on the comforter in irritation.

"Its nothing Shawn." she said with a laugh. But his gentle hands glided down from her hips, and down her bare legs. His fingertips grazed her skin sending goosebumps up and down her arms. She loved his touch. She imagined his hands weren't moving down her legs but rather up them, his hands slid beneath her skirt, and between her thighs. Juliet shifted as a soft ache begun between her legs. His hands halted to a stop.

"Are you okay you are wiggling a lot?" she looked up at him and pasted on a smile so he wouldn't get just how his 'care' was affecting her.

"I'm gonna be okay Shawn." he nodded his eyes, but his hands continued their descent down her legs towards her ankles.

"Which one?"

"Hmmmmm?" she sighed as his fingers caressed both ankles.

"Which one hurts?" he chuckled softly. Juliet looked down and just pointed at one. He nodded and looked down and touched her 'sore' ankle he looked up at her. She faked a sound of pain just to have his touch on her still. "Ouch." she said as she looked at him with woeful eyes.

"Jules why do you wear these things that are meant to try to kill women's feet?" he asked as he stood up. Juliet stared at his crotch that was eye level she just could lean over and unzip them and…he let out an exasperated sound cutting off her fantasy. She forced her eyes up to his face trying to keep what was happening inside her to herself. She didn't need Shawn to know how worked up she was getting by him being so tender and loving with her. They did have a dinner party going to happen in just a short time from now, so there was no time for fun. He turned away from her.

"Hey where are you going?"

"To get you ice."

"Well Shawn it was feeling better with you caressing it." she said quietly hoping he hadn't yet realized she was milking this for all she was worth. He turned to look back at her.

"It was?" his earnest eyes almost made her feel bad for taking advantage of how loving her boyfriend was. He came back and sat down and began gently rubbing her 'sore' ankle. He pulled her heel off and began gently giving her a foot massage. She closed her eyes. Damn was he good at that. Juliet laid on the pillow more and sighed in pleasure as his fingers were working magic against her foot. Her sex began to ache slightly more as she pictured Shawn taking his shirt off and using his mouth on her foot. She wasn't usually turned on by her foot being caressed but right now she was turning into a puddle of lust for her boyfriend. She moaned loudly as her fantasy Shawn began licking his tongue up her calf, to her thigh and his head disappeared under her skirt.

"Jules?" her eyes snapped open and she looked up and saw Shawn looking at her oddly. "Am I hurting you?"

"God no." Juliet hated how breathless she sounded.

"Is it feeling better?"

"Is what feeling better?" she asked.

"Your ankle." he laughed a little.

"Oh it feels great now. But it will much better with a little more of this massage." she closed her eyes as his hands continued to rub and massage. She wanted to get back to where her fantasy had been. It was just getting to the good part!

"Good I didn't mean for you to get hurt."

"Shawn I'm not…" her eyes opened and she stopped. His eyes flicked up to her face and his hands stopped massaging.

"You're not what Jules?"

"Nothing."

"You're not hurt are you?" he asked as he set her foot down still minus the heel while the other was on.

"Not anymore, not with your loving care." she sat up.

"Liar liar skirt on fire!" he pointed. His eyes turned wicked and she squealed when he lunged for her his hands attacking her sides and she squealed in laughter.

"Stop Shawn." she laughed as she kicked her legs and squirmed to free herself from the relentless tickling. His attack ceased when they both stared deep into each other's eyes. "Kiss me Shawn." she begged.

"Happy to oblige." he settled his mouth onto hers and she sighed into it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoved her tongue past his open lips and straight into the deep cavern of his mouth. He sighed into the kiss and his tongue met and played with hers. She arched her back when he ran a hand down and brushed her breast. She pulled his bottom lip between her teeth and tugged and let it go with a slight plop. He looked down at her.

She was happy she wasn't the only one getting turned on. She saw his nostrils flare. He leaned back down and kissed her. His right hand tangled in her hair while his other snuck underneath the dark purple blouse and sneaked up and palmed her breast. He used his thumb and continuously brushed her nipple through the bra and she moaned, wishing their clothes would just vanish. She ran her hands down his back and grabbed desperately at his shirt trying to get it off of him. She growled into the kiss. She abandoned that idea when the shirt didn't move and didn't give her the skin she so desperately wanted to feel. She let her hands snake down and cup his hardening cock. He pulled out of the kiss with a loud groan. His hand that had been beneath her blouse slithered down underneath her skirt, while the other was still entangled in her hair.

"O-oh Shawn." she managed through her rapidly speeding up breathing as she gasped and her hips surged upwards as she felt his hand laying at the elastic waistband of her panties. His fingertips just barely sneaked underneath the tiny fabric, and he sifted his fingers through her private hair. Her hips jumped wishing to push his hand where she wanted him the most. He must of finally read her mind when his fingers moved lower to the lips that were extremely wet and ready for him.

"Damn Jules you are so wet." he moaned into her ear as he kissed her cheek, then her mouth. She happily sucked his tongue into her mouth as a loud cry of happiness escaped her as thumb twirled her clit, and he sunk a finger deep within her heat. Her hips jerked upwards and sought more of his touch. Her own hands were now struggling with the belt buckle on his jeans. He rubbed her clit harder, as he sunk two fingers deep within her and all thought vanished as a loud cry of his name escaped her. She ran a hand down her body and held his arm and felt it flex as he pulled his fingers out of her wet core just to plunge them back in, the relentless rhythmic rubbing of her clit never ceased. She felt the tension between her legs intensified, and her hips undulated off the bed trying to seek the orgasm that was tearing forward. She gasped and moaned and her hands reached above desperately grabbing the pillow as her back arched high off the bed. Shawn jumped all of a sudden and his hands were gone, and she opened her eyes. Juliet felt in a daze and her body trembled with the need to climax. She was going to kill him if he thought he was going to tease her to the point of her orgasm just to not give it. She made a move to grab him, but they both jumped when the sound of knocking happened. He flopped onto the bed next to her and groaned.

She eyed the clock and saw that it was 7pm and their guests were arriving. She turned to look at him and she hadn't realized she had dug her hands in his hair, because his hair was rumpled. She saw the bulge in his pants, and his belt was hanging open she had been so close to getting his jeans undone. His buttoned down shirt was rumpled, and now unbuttoned at the top.

"Maybe if we don't answer it they'll go away." he whispered. Juliet liked the sound of that. She was more then willing to forego the get together to get that hot orgasm that was on the way. She sighed when the knocking grew louder. She flopped her head back onto the pillow wishing they'd just go away, and never come back and her and Shawn could just have sex all night long.

"They aren't going away." she whispered as she looked at Shawn. He sat up and looked down at her.

"I'll go let them in I guess." he climbed off the bed and she laid where she was. Her entire sex was aching for Shawn. She needed him to finish what he had started.

"Yeah got to get this party started, can't have it not." she whined as she stared at Shawn. He looked down at her and chuckled.

"Jules you sound like you are being sentenced to death. This get together was your idea!"

"That was before my boyfriend was making hot love to me, and I was this close to an orgasm." she sighed holding up her fingers that were very close to each other.

"Oh I know how close you were." he smirked as he leaned over the bed and his mouth was inches from her. "To be continued?" he arched a brow.

"Better be." she whispered against his lips and then kissed his sweetly. He lifted his head up breaking the kiss as the door sounded like it was being pounded on. "Go on their knocking is getting more persistent, and I can hear Carlton shouting he's going to shoot the door in." he stood up. "Besides I have to get this lipstick off my cheek somehow, thanks to someone." she sniffed as she sat up desperately trying to ignore the extreme wetness between her legs. Her panties felt soaked. She needed a damn cold shower, her body hummed with sexual frustration. She eyed his bulge and sighed, well at least she wasn't the only one aroused she could take comfort in that then. Juliet got up and picked up her one shoe and hobbled as she was still wearing one heel on one foot while the other was bare. Shawn was fixing his shirt and eyed his jeans.

"How can I hide this?" he pouted as he eyed his erection. She smirked up at him.

"That's your problem Shawn not mine." she giggled as she stopped at the vanity and fixed the nail polish that she had just thrown down earlier. She hid a smile when Shawn picked up a pillow and made his way out. She didn't have the heart to tell him that everyone was going to figure out what was happening between them when they eyed his mouth, and his rumpled hair.

Shawn sighed it was only an hour into the damn party. Carlton looked like he rather watch paint dry then be there. His dad was talking to the chief about fish, Gus was in a conversation with Buzz, and Juliet was standing in the kitchen staring at him. He stood up and hurried over to her.

"Need any help?" he asked as he pressed up against her and leaned his head down so he could whisper it in her ear, allowing the innuendo to be for her ears only.

"I want to press you against the counter and screw your brains out Shawn." she sighed pushing her butt back into him. She wiggled it slightly and he groaned, and his hands went to her hips to stop the movement.

"My erection was just settling down." he whimpered as her butt continued to grind against him.

"Oh really sweetie I didn't realize that?" she whispered. Shawn tried to move away from her, but forces seemed to keep him right where he was. They both jumped when they heard some laughter grow close. Shawn looked up as did Juliet and both forced smiles on their faces as chief Vick and his dad walked over.

"DAD!" he shouted loudly and awkwardly when Juliet moved a little so she could hide the fact that her hand had slipped down behind her and was cupping him.

"I want another beer." his dad said looking between them. Shawn nodded his head a little but couldn't seem to get his tongue to work as her hand stroked up and down the front of his jeans.

"Get one yourself." he forced out, trying to keep his breathing normal. He heard a chuckle come from Juliet and he couldn't concentrate on anything other then her hand. "I'm not y-your servant dad." he stuttered once. Shawn tried to move away from her and she moved her hand forward. He took a few steps away from her and glared at her. The chief eyed them weirdly and walked away. His dad huffed but grabbed a beer out of the fridge himself. Juliet walked away from him following the chief leaving him with his dad. Shawn hid behind the counter as he once more felt himself pressing up against his jeans. He had foregone his boxers, because laundry day was tomorrow. He eyed his little sneaky girlfriend who had done that to him on purpose getting little Shawn all excited.

"If you two are going to do that, get a damn room please." Shawn's eyes widened as he looked at his dad.

"We weren't doing anything."

"Oh right I believe you." Shawn glared at his dad when his dad walked away with a smirk on his face. He glowered as he stood behind the island hoping he could settle down. He needed to plunge into her wet, warm, and tight entrance so badly. But two could play this game. She sat down with a small smile on her face. Shawn leaned onto his elbows deciding what would be the best way to tease her, when she looked around as if to make sure no one else was looking and spread her legs and Shawn could see the black panties underneath. He closed his eyes as he jerked against his jeans. He whirled around staring at the stove afraid he would just grab her, and carry her to their bedroom and bury himself inside her no matter who was there or not.

"Hey Shawn come on over." he turned slowly and she was waving her hand over to him. Her blue eyes glinted with glee as she eyed him. He glanced down at himself and she damn well knew he couldn't walk over there without everyone seeing the remnants of her stroking and teasing of him. He narrowed his eyes on her.

"Ooh look Labradoodle." he pointed and watched as everyone turned their heads but her. She eyed everyone with irritation as he ran over to the sofa, and grabbed the pillow that was laying there and pressed it to his lap. Everyone turned around to glare at him.

"There's no Labradoodle." Gus sniffed.

"Did you guys really think there would be!" Juliet huffed. Shawn and Juliet eyed one another and missed the odd looks that were being sent their way. Shawn had to get even with her. He not only had to deal with the relentless teasing about the lipstick on his mouth, and the pink smudge mark across his cheek, but now he had to endure her teasing as well.

"Hey Jules how is your ankle?" he asked with a smile. She eyed him a little with surprise.

"Fine."

"What happened?" Buzz asked showing slight concern, and Shawn smirked a little.

"She twisted her ankle right Jules?"

"Yes I twisted my ankle." Juliet said quietly, she sipped her wine eyeing him as if trying to figure out what he was up too.

"I helped her, I rubbed her ankle over and over didn't I?" he asked with innocent eyes. Hers narrowed on his.

"Yes Shawn you did. You helped."

"Good, remember my hands caressing your ankle. How I brushed my fingertips just lightly across your skin. Remember as I swirled my thumb around your…ankle, back and forth, and up and down." he smirked as she uncrossed her legs just to cross them once more.

"Yes Shawn we get it. You massaged my ANKLE." she growled the word out.

"This has to be the creepiest conversation ever." Gus whispered to no one in particular but Shawn couldn't stop teasing his girlfriend.

"Yeah but I didn't get to finish." he eyed her happily when she squirmed and stood up abruptly.

"LET'S EAT!" she squeaked. Everyone looked at her as if she was losing her marbles and he chuckled happily having at least gotten back at her. She walked hurriedly towards the kitchen, and she looked at him over her shoulder and smiled wickedly. She slowed her pace down, and sauntered away from him and he narrowed his eyes as she entered the kitchen. She stared at him as she opened the freezer. What was she up too? He forced his eyes off of her and noticed some looks at him.

"This has to be the worst dinner party I have ever had to endure!" Lassie grumbled. Shawn slowly followed her into the kitchen, his eyes never leaving hers as she pulled out a popsicle. His eyes widened as she unwrapped the orange popsicle. She plopped it into her mouth and sucked it all the way down she could and pulled it out her mouth. His penis jerked hard as he watched her repeat it over and over again.

"What's the matter Shawn?" she purred, as he swallowed hard as he continued to watch her. "Mmmmmmm." she sighed as she sucked on the popsicle.

"PARTY'S OVER!" Shawn shouted as he turned away from her. Everyone looked at him. "THANKS FOR COMING! GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!" he huffed opening the door for them.

"Oh thank god!" Lassie shouted happily running out the door. The chief eyed him oddly, while Buzz thanked him for the wonderful party. Gus glared at him as he took the bowl of Chex Mix with him stuffing his face, and finally his dad smirked at him as he exited. Shawn slammed the door shut and locked it. Juliet was still eating the damn popsicle.

"What's the matter darling?" she asked as she batted her eyes at him. He grabbed the popsicle from her and threw it into the sink. "HEY I WASN'T DONE." she cried and he grabbed her and kissed her. His tongue desperately pushed deep into her mouth. He palmed her breasts and he heard a sigh and he swallowed it. Shawn pressed himself against her and her sighs turned into moans. Her hands immediately dropped to his hips as he slid his thigh between her legs. He pressed her harder into the counter near the sink. He broke the kiss. "SH-Shawn." she gasped as he grabbed her hips and began to rock them back and forth rubbing her core against his thigh.

"Yeah my love?" he panted as he concentrated on making her as turned on as he was. Her hands grabbed at his shoulders as he moved her hips faster to grind her against his thigh harder. He lifted his eyes to hers and watched as her head flung back and she moaned loudly and he knew she was enjoying this. He slowed his rhythm down to make sure she wouldn't climax yet. He heard the small grunt of frustration.

"Bed please." she panted in his ear.

"Sounds good to me." he moaned back into her ear. He stepped back and a little, and he let out a yelp when he found himself whirled around and pressed into the counter. Her hands hurriedly unbuttoning his shirt. It hung open and Shawn sighed as she pressed her small hands on his bare chest. He tried to reciprocate, and take that damn blouse off, and get to her breasts, but she moved away. "Jules I want to see some skin." he whined.

"Later." she pushed his hands away and her hands slid down his skin, to the waistband of his jeans. He felt them loosening as she unzipped, and unbuttoned them. He heard a deep gasp as she dived both hands into his slackened jeans. "Are you trying to kill me Shawn?" she tugged on his jeans till they fell to his knees. "Going commando." she sighed as she took her time to get to her knees on the tiled floor. Shawn eyed her, and tried to tug her back up. He didn't think he could handle what she planned on doing for very long.

"Laundry day is tomorrow." he stopped raggedly as she wrapped her right hand tightly around the base of his cock. "Please I-I can't-" he shuddered as he felt her tongue on his tip. He gripped the counter behind him tightly as he felt her tongue slide across him over and over again.

"You teased me Shawn." she growled as she licked the underside of his penis and his entire body jolted as the pleasure spiked down his spine.

"Me?" he groaned harshly as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked gently. "Whataboutyou?" his words ran together almost unintelligible as she took his entire length in her mouth that she could without gagging. She sat back a little and he opened his eyes.

"I didn't almost bring me to my orgasm just to leave me all high and NOT dry Shawn." she clucked her tongue at him. Shawn whimpered as she wrapped her mouth around him and was gently, and ever so slowly sliding his cock in her mouth making sure he couldn't get anywhere near an orgasm.

"W-we had g-oh-guests Jules!" he forced out through clenched teeth as she began using her hand along with her mouth to drive him insane.

"You could have finished." she said between playfully licking him. "But you didn't." Shawn shouted out a loud curse word as she sucked on him but this time harder. Her hand met her lips as she ascended towards the head of his penis, and she flicked his tip not just with her tongue, but she let her mouth come totally off of him she twisted just a little with her fist on his tip causing him to grunt and moan hotly at the feel. Her hand descended downward once more in a tight grip, and her mouth followed she took the time to flick his tip once again with her tongue, and then took him deeply into her mouth sucking gently as she followed her hand. She repeated it again and Shawn had enough. He grabbed at under her arms and lifted. His cock slid from her mouth with a slight suction and he lifted her and buried his tongue deep into her mouth.

She kissed him back hungrily, and her hands snaked down and wrapped around his throbbing and pulsating penis. She was more then happy that she was the one to make Shawn like this. He grabbed at her blouse and tugged. She squealed when she could hear fabric stretching. She pushed away, eyeing it making sure the buttons were still in tact.

"Shawn don't this cost me a lot of money." she said as he dropped his hands down. Juliet eyed him. She dropped her gaze to his erection. He was beautiful, he was thick, and long, and straining all for her. She forced her eyes up to his and they were filled with sexual arousal and something else in them. Uh-oh maybe she played a little too much. He was so delightfully rumpled. His hair was once more in a disarray from her hands, his shirt hung open his chest was rising and falling in deep breaths, his penis was erect, and his jeans were around his knees. Shawn pushed them down all the way, and stepped out of his jeans and left them lying on the kitchen floor. Juliet smiled when he shrugged out of his shirt and stood completely naked in front of her.

"Jules you seem a little overdressed." he eyed her clothing and she tried to turn and run but he grabbed her arm. She tugged and like she knew he was stronger then he claimed. His grip tightened on her and he slung her onto his shoulder.

"SHAWN YOU PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" she cried as she flailed in his arms. She swatted her hand as hard as she could against his bare ass and she felt a sting erupt in her hand making it tingle. Shawn grunted but did nothing to stop his Neanderthal-ish carrying of her to their bedroom. "SHAWN SPENCER!" she squealed when he swung her off his shoulder, and she bounced on the bed on her back.

"Juliet O'Hara." he chuckled pushing her heels off. His hands sliding up her legs, up her thighs and his fingers tugged at her panties. She lifted her butt a little and he slowly pulled them down. He climbed onto the bed beside her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Shawn leaned down and kissed her, and she cried into his mouth when his hand immediately slid between her spread legs and he pressed a finger inside her.

"Shawn." she purred as she sat up and hurriedly tried to take her own shirt off. She needed to get naked with him now. She growled in frustration at the tiny buttons. She abandoned it when her back arched as Shawn pushed another finger deep inside her and was wiggling them back and forth deep within her. "O-oh yes Shawn." her hips lifted just a little to seek more of his hand.

"No." he laughed as he removed his hand. She snapped her legs shut to hold his hand between her legs.

"SHAWN!" she begged. He chuckled as he slipped his hand from between her legs. She closed her eyes as he slid his hand up to his mouth and licked his fingers. Her entire body hummed with arousal. She opened her eyes when he moaned happily. He was torturing her as she watched his tongue. She sat up and pushed his hand away and kissed him. She grabbed at her own shirt and tugged at it wishing the atrocious thing off and she heard the buttons fly off of her own shirt. He sat back and smiled.

"Hey I wanted to do that!" he pouted she didn't care about trying to save the buttons or not. They were way past foreplay now. She had to get him to place his dick inside her.

"Shawn in me NOW." she growled as she pushed him onto his back. She lifted her skirt to around her hips and positioned herself above his straining cock and she slowly lowered herself till she could just feel his tip at her entrance.

"Damn Jules." he panted as he gripped her quivering thighs as she struggled to stay in the same position allowing herself to rub her slick folds teasingly against his tip. She watched him as she didn't lower herself but instead just lightly move back and forth against his penis. He began breathing harder and he growled in irritation when she had yet to slide down on to him. She waited till he closed his eyes, and she lowered herself quickly, and impaled herself onto his thick cock. He let out a loud shout, that mixed with her cry of his name. She sat on his pelvis his penis buried as deep as he could go inside her, and she felt incredibly full with him. She was trembling between pleasure and pain having him fill her so suddenly and so deeply. She continued to shake and tremble as she stayed perfectly still on him. His hands caressed her hips, seemingly sensing she needed a moment.

She began moving slowly up and off of him just to slide back down ever so slowly. She laid a hand to her bra covered breasts and thanked the powers that be, that the clasp was in the front on this one. She struggled to unclasp it as she began riding Shawn. His hands went to her hips as he began thrusting up meeting her downwards thrusts and sending him deeper inside her if possible. He suddenly sat up and sucked a nipple into his mouth once she had her bra undone that just hung along with her shirt on her shoulders. She placed a hand on his chest as she began speeding up her tempo as Shawn laid back down on to his back. Shawn was softly groaning with her as he lifted his legs so that his feet were in the mattress and his knees were up. Juliet leaned against them, and shuddered when she felt Shawn push the skirt out of his way, and his fingers began lightly brushing her clit. Juliet lifted her hands to her breasts that were lightly moving up and down with their thrusts and pinched hard at her nipples the small pinpricks caused the desired effect. Shawn was once more sitting up but this time he wrapped an arm around her back and rolled them over. He began picking up the pace, his hand still lightly rubbing her clit, as he began plunging into her harder. She felt the tension begin to spiral tighter in the pit of her belly. She lifted her hips off the bed.

"O-Shawn I'm…" her breath caught as the orgasm he had started over two hours ago was building once more. He chuckled into her ear and suddenly his thrusts slowed down. She desperately grabbed at his slick hips. She moaned hotly into his ear as her orgasm that had been steadily building was just once more out of reach the pace was too slow. "HARDER SHAWN!" she dug her nails into his ass as she wanted to press him deeper into her.

"Payback's a bitch Jules." he groaned as he pulled slowly and completely out of her and just played with her entrance with his tip. He stopped rubbing her clit all together and she glared up at him. She lifted her hips trying to bring him back fully inside her. He leaned his head down and licked at her nipple. She groaned as she ran a hand around his back and squeezed at his balls. He let out a loud groan, and she smirked as she began grinding up into his cock. She knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Their games had taken their toll on them both. She heard his breath hitching. She knew he couldn't last much longer without his own climax.

"Please Shawn I need to come…" she moaned and cried in delight when he let out another expletive and he rammed himself deeply inside her once more. Her entire body moved upward from the force of the thrust. She dug her heels into the mattress and lifted as his penis pulled out and she desperately wanted that orgasm. Shawn pushed downwards and he began speeding up and this time he didn't stop. She listened to the steady sound of their headboard beating the wall as his thrusts were short but deep. Their cries were mixing together as she arched her back up. The orgasm was coiling deeper into her loins and she felt Shawn's body begin to tighten as if he was about to come any moment. "Yes Shawn come!" she growled into his ear listening to his loud pants of breath knowing he was about to explode any moment. His hips were moving without finesse, and he was frantically pounding away inside her. Juliet lifted her hips off the bed trying to seek her own orgasm that was just on the horizon, she knew if she watched Shawn fly over the edge she'd follow close behind.

"J-Jule-SSSSSS." he shouted her name loudly as he slammed into her and she felt his entire body shudder on top of her. She felt him thrust into her and she cried into his arm as she felt him explode inside her, filling her with his cum. Juliet watched him and felt herself fly over the edge and she screamed his name as her inner muscles clamped down hard on his cock inside her. Her entire body quaked beneath him and she felt spasm after spasm burst inside her. Shawn thrust a little bit and they both jumped at the small shockwaves of the aftermath from their mind numbing orgasms. Once the last tremors faded for them both Shawn weakly slumped to the bed careful to not press all his weight onto her. She gasped some breath in, as he struggled to breath normally himself.

"W-we sh-should tease e-each o-other more o-often." she said in between gulps of air. Her heart was racing. He chuckled.

"H-How about n-next time y-you wear a h-hot nurse's outfit and I b-be your patient." he forced out as he rolled onto his side eyeing her.

"Or how about you dress up as a football player and I am your cheerleader." she grinned having her breathing evening out now.

"Just can't let go of the image of me in that football jersey, and those tight little pants huh?" he waggled his brows at her as his smile was slow and satisfied.

"No I can't." she chuckled as she leaned over and pressed her mouth to his. He grabbed her hand and held onto it.

"We have a lifetime to act out our fantasies."

"A lifetime….I like that." she smiled at him.

"Like that? More like I love that." he leaned down kissed her lightly. She snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes feeling content, and right where she belonged.

Author's Note:

I have a few more of these smutty one shots written but I am more then willing to hear ideas. I love writing Shules smut(hahaha now that I am not so embarrassed to post my stories) and I wouldn't mind taking suggestions even if it's a location or what have you. If you have a suggestion you can either PM me or leave a comment. Thank you for the support I truly appreciate it because I probably wouldn't have posted any more of these smuttier one shots without it. (I'm a bit shy) Hope you enjoyed!

~Stacey