~The day after~
Waking up, it was clear that something happened last night. There was a dull pain between my legs. I groan rolling over to an empty bed. I frown sitting up.
"Maddox?" I call but receive no answer.
I lay back down and pull the covers over me. The memories of last night flood my mind. I was no longer a virgin.
The door opens and Maddox walks in dressed in his pajama pants and a shirt. He was carrying a tray with some food. "Well good morning sleeping beauty." He says.
I watch as he walks over and sets the tray on the bed in front of me. "Figured you'd want to sleep in." He says.
"Well you figured right." I sit up as the covers fall from my chest.
"Such a beautiful sight." He mutters. I look down confused and realize I was still naked. I pull the covers up quickly embarrassed. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I already saw everything last night." He smirks.
I grab a pillow and throw it at his head. He easily ducks. He chuckles and grabs a shirt and hands it to me. I put it on, feeling a little more comfortable.
I eat while he sits there watching me. "So they wanted to go to town today. If you're up for it." He says.
"Yeah that sounds fine. I just need a shower." I say.
"Mm shower sounds nice." He says not making a move to go shower.
"Then go shower."
"Why would I shower now when I can shower with you and save water." He smirks.
I roll my eyes and finish eating. When I go to get up a surge of pain shoots through me. Since he was standing right beside me he wraps his arms around me.
"Maybe you should rest and we can go into town later." He suggests.
"I'm fine, I just need a shower." I insist.
"Fine if you insist." He scoops me into his arms and carries me to the bathroom. He sits me on the side of the tub while he gets the shower water warm.
I watch as he undresses himself, he then proceeds to take the shirt I was wearing off. He carries me in the shower and puts me on my feet's still holding me by the waist.
The hot water helps relax my muscles and I rest against him with my eyes closed. "Let me wash you." Still holding me he puts soap on a loofah and washes my body.
I stare at him biting my lip. "Stop looking at me like that shortcake. You need rest and I don't have anymore condoms." He says.
"Then why would you get in the shower with me?" I ask,
"Because I wanted to." He rinses me off then washes my hair. Once finished he wraps me in a towel and puts me on the bed.
"I can get my own clothes." I laugh.
"Let me be nice." He walks over to the dresser, towel wrapped around his waist. He grabs me a pair of black panties and a matching bra. He tosses them onto the bed beside me. He then goes to the closet and grabs a pair of my black skinny jeans and one of his black shirts.
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His Shortcake
Teen FictionTatum Ryland, has been through a lot. Her mother left, her father is always gone to work trying to provide for her and her brother Reed. The last thing Tate wants is to have to deal with a teenage boy full of hormones. Maddox Young, notorious bad-b...
