- smut warning (daddy kink clearly lol the book is about sugar daddies), I also haven't written smut in a long while this may be bad lol -

"How did I do?" Shawn asked me, dabbing a towel on his neck and chest. His shirt was discarded on the couch in his dressing room because it was actually drenched with sweat. It looked like he climbed a mountain in that thing after running a couple of miles in the Sahara.

"Amazing." I said and he thanked me. "How awkward is it to perform without your guitar? You were borderline molesting the microphone stand." I said and he laughed.

"What are you supposed to do with your hands when you don't have an instrument to play?" He asked and I shrugged as he pulled a new shirt on, a plain black tee.

"I'm not a performer, I wouldn't know." I said and he chuckled, walking past me to get a water bottle from the mini fridge. "You really really good up there." I accidentally said and he looked at me.

"Hm?"

"I said you did really good up there." I lied and he rose an eyebrow at me as he opened the bottle.

"That's not what I heard." He said, his lips curling into a lopsided smirk before he took a drink of water. "Want some? You seem thirsty."

"Was that some kind of pun?"

"Maybe." He said and laughed after he swallowed. He set the bottle down and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me close to him. "How good did I look up there?"

"Good enough for me to have to balls to ask, do we have time for a quickie?" I asked, batting my eyelashes as he looked around the dressing room.

"What kind of fucking dressing room doesn't have a wall clock?" He grumbled and I showed him my watch, which was brand new. "We have twenty minutes before we gotta go, you bet we have time."

"I would have made time regardless." I said and he pressed his lips against mine. His hands slid down my sides, tightly holding my hips.

I ran my hands through his dark hair, that was actually slightly damp from sweat, and tugged on it slightly. His large hands gripped my ass and I could feel his boner through his dark jeans. His teeth bit down on my bottom lip and I moaned quietly.

"Fuck," he whispered and pulled away. He tossed his phone aside and then went to lock to door. "Can't get caught now can we? Only one who gets to see your body is me."

His hands were rough as he held my body, his mouth sucking and biting at my neck. "Daddy," I hummed and he chuckled lowly. "I need you."

"Be patient baby." He said and I pouted. I hated being patient.

I slid my hands under his shirt, sliding it up as we pulled away. I pulled it off of him, throwing the black material somewhere in the dressing room. "I don't know why you even bothered with that." I said and he shrugged.

"Didn't think we'd fuck in the middle of my dressing room, but I stand corrected." He said, unbuttoning the shirt I had on as I traced the outline of his abs, only pulling away to take off the shirt fully.

His upper body was covered in a thin layer of sweat from being on stage for about an hour, performing in front of thousands and thousands of girls under blinding lights in a stuffy room. It was actually really hot. Usually sweaty people aren't hot, but... well... Mr. Mendes isn't like most people.

His hands reached for the black crop-top I had on under my flannel, and he pulled it off. My hair fell in front of my face, which I just pushed back. I reached behind me and unclipped my bra, letting it fall from my shoulders as he bit his bottom lip.

He unbuttoned my shorts and they dropped to the floor. I was left in my underwear, while he still had his jeans on. "Daddy, this isn't fair." I pouted, looping my fingers into the belt loops of his jeans. "These need to come off, please?"

"Then take them off me then darling." He said in a suggestive voice. I unbuttoned the dark denim and then unzipped it. I yanked them down and had him step out of the skinny jeans.

"Now, how should we do this babe?" He asked me

"You decide, you're the one in control here." I said and he chuckled. He ground his hard on against me, making a low moan escape my lips. "Just do something please."

"Eager are we?" He asked and I nodded, not even trying to deny it. His used his free hand and pulled my underwear down my legs. I stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

"Your boxers, they need to come off," I said and he nodded. He used his free hand to pull the tight material off. He kicked them aside just like I did, and we both stood fully nude in front of each other.

He picked me up and then set me on the marble counter beside his water bottle. I spread my legs snd he bit his bottom lip roughly.

"Fuck princess..." He mummbled as he used his hands to grip my thighs tightly before letting them wander around. He set his fingers on my clit and pushed down gently, moving them in small circular movements. "I'm gonna wreck you babygirl." He said quietly in my ear.

I couldn't respond to him. I knew he was, he's done it before, no shit he was gonna do it again. His middle finger slipped past my folds and into me, and I let a small moan escape my lips as he chuckled. Somehow, he gets turned on by my moans, he never told me, I just figured it out on me own.

His lips attached themselves to my collarbone, and he sucked on the skin. He was going to leave marks for later on, he always does, and usually they're hidden for only us to see. He added another finger into me and I gasped.

"Does it feel good? Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He asked me, his brown eyes staring at me as he attached his mouth on my nipple.

"Yeah," I moaned. "It feels amazing, fuck." I said as his fingers hit that one spot inside of me. I shut my eyes tight and arched my back a bit. He moved his fingers in a 'come here' motion, causing a moan to escape my lips again.

His fingers were magic. He knew what to do with them and what would drive a girl crazy. He curled his fingers up inside of me and I knew I was close. The pit in my stomach and the clenching of my walls gave it off. "I'm gonna come daddy." I said and he held my waist tightly in his free hand.

He nodded and pulled his mouth off of my other nipple, as he leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Then come for me princess, right now. All over my fingers like the dirty girl you are."

That was it. As soon as he had finished speaking, I had came. His words mixed with his skied hands were just too much. My eyes shut tight as I dug my nails into his shoulder blades, not having anything else time hold on to. My lips parted as I cried out the name 'daddy'. His lips attached to my neck, and I could feel a filthy smile on them since he had me nwarly screaming his name.

His pulled his fingers away and pulled his lips away from my neck after. He placed a finger in his mouth and sucked it clean. I don't know what was so erotic about it, but it just was. He moaned slightly and looked me in the eyes. "You taste so good," he said and then put his index finger against my lips. "Taste yourself love."

I did as he said. I parted my lips and he stuck his finger in my mouth. I sucked it clean and stared at Mr. Mendes the whole time. His lip was between as teeth as he pulled his finger out of my mouth. "You make it so hard to not push you on your knees and fuck your mouth." He said and I chuckled.

"Why don't you then? I know you much you love my lips wrapped around your cock daddy. Why don't I just get down on my knees and do it for you?" I asked as I wrapped my hand around his cock. He gasped as I ran my finger over his slit, spreading the pre-come all over him.

"Because," Mr. Mendes said and took my hand off of him, no matter how much I knew he didn't want to. "If you do that, I'm gonna come to fucking fast. No matter how hot you look when your on your knees in front of me. I want to come when I'm inside of you."

"Good answer," I said and he chuckled. He bent down and grabbed a condom from his wallet. He ripped it open and rolled it on himself quickly.

He ran his hands down my sides and then gripped my thighs. "You ready for me princess?" He asked and I nodded, pulling body close so our chests were against one another's. "Beg for me babygirl. Show just how much you want me."

"Please daddy, wanna feel you inside of me so bad. Love your cock so much." I said and he chuckled, teasing me by rubbing the tip of his cock up and down my slit.

"Good girl."

Without any warning, and one quick movement, he was buried deep inside of me. I gasped loudly, biting my lip roughly, which caused him smirk triumphantly. Like he had just won a gold medal and was being more than just cocky about it.

He pulled out slightly and repeated the motion. I dug my nails into his back, raking them down as he moved his hips. "I said I was gonna wreck you," he spoke, a deep thrust halfway into his sentence. "Have fun walking later on baby."

"Daddy," I moaned loudly. It felt so good. His hands gripping my thighs tightly as I buried my face in his neck. I'm damn glad I hate walking, or leaving bed in general. "Please, don't stop."

"Not planning on it," he said and I nodded. He buried his head in my neck and I ran my hands through his hair, tugging gently.

"Faster daddy please." I moaned and he did so. He bit down on my neck, not hard  enough to break skin, but enough to leave a mark after this. I was a moaning mess right now. I couldn't control them, and I don't think Mr. Mendes wanted me to.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, and it sounded almost pornographic. He had hit that spot inside of me again, like always. He aimed this thrusts there, and each one brought me closer and closer to coming undone.

"You feel so good around me," he said as he pulled away from my neck, instead placing his forehead against mine.

I pressed our lips together in a hot kiss. It meant nothing, well, at least I didn't think it meant anything.

"Daddy, I'm so close. Please make me come." I said against his lips in a breathy voice and he nodded. He pulled away and smirked.

"Don't I always?" He asked me. "Always make sure my princess comes." He told me, one of his hands gingerly holding my neck.

The knot in my stomach tightened and I dug my nails a bit deeper into his muscular back. I shut my eyes tightly as he whispered dirty words into my ear. "Go on baby, come for me. Scream my name like you always do. Let the world know who's fucking you this good." He said and I gulped.

And for the second time, I came with a slight scream of the name 'daddy'. Mr. Mendes chuckled deeply, and then groaned loudly. He was close too, actually, he was about to come. His thrusts were sloppy and sped up.

"Oh shit," he groaned as he stilled his hips. "Fuck, I'm coming."

After he had we waited a moment or two, he pulled out and took a deep breath. We were both panting heavily, and my throat hurt from being. Our bodies covered in a layer of sweat and the room stunk of the smell of sex.

"Better get dressed before people start banging on the door." He said and I agreed breathlessly.

He noticed his had was still around my neck and then took it off. "I'm sorry-"

"It's okay." I said and he nodded. "Next time, squeeze a little." I told him and winked at him.