Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 16

"Reese," Ian groans at the door, I get a sense of deja vu, our first night together Ian did this to me. He knocked on the door while Shawn was still asleep, in my chest, and he wanted me to wake up but once he saw Shawn he just left us alone. I don't blame him for being tired, we were up until at least two this morning making out, two thirty is when everything happened. And regardless of wether Shawn was on top or not it was a sweaty experience with a lot of movement and a lot of lost breath. "Oh," he winks at me shutting the door leaving him to sleep. My fingers lace in his hair.

"Why won't you two get up?" His dad groans smiling when he sees it. "Take your time," he shuts the doors again. Andrew is the reason he left, Andrew told him to go because I wanted him to, I needed him gone throughout my recovery so I'd do better and so it was done faster. From what I'm told he didn't sleep while he was gone and if he did he didn't sleep very well. His legs tangled in mine and his he'd lasted against my chest he snores softly affirming me that he's still asleep. The sunlight pokes through the curtains, everyone's awake at like seven, the kids won't be up for another few hours because they don't have school, and Shawn doesn't look like he's gonna wake up any time within the next 24 hours.

"Bless him," his mom smiles from the doorway. "I'll keep the rest of me out of your hair." She kisses my head and then Shawn's as well. "But I will send your mother in," she giggles walking out. He shifts gently but simply to pull me closer. I run my hand over his back as best I can with my tiny arms.

"I'll worry about the kids until he's awake." My mom smiles looking at him. He sleeps so peacefully he looks so happy. Thank you, I sign not wanting to speak in fear that I might wake him up. She nods walking out of the room after shutting the one door she had open. His fluffy hair tickles my chin, but his arms enable much movement. The last time he fell asleep like this, it was our first night together. He just held me not letting me move not letting me go so he could assure I'd be there when he woke up. He still makes fun of me for that night.  It was my first ever sexual encounter that I wasn't forced into. I told him I was a virgin, but many years before my virginity was stolen.

It wasn't anything unusual when Tiago and his friends would come over and hit me and then rape me in anyway they could. Shawn was the first and still is the only person who has ever been so slow and gentile with me. Everyone else hit and hurt me, it never took long for them to get me naked though. In eighth grade a bunch of twelfth graders from another school found me being beat up, one of the twelfth graders was one of my main bullies older brother. They kicked the younger ones out and they all raped me at least twice right outside of the school. I screamed and cried but no one payed attention it was like I was invisible and everything those guys did was ok. To this day I'm afraid of corners and brick, I can't stand brick.

"Good morning beautiful," our lips attach softly and my hands find themselves entangled in his hair. "Sleep well," he pulls back softly. Staring at me with his beautiful brown eyes.

"Like a princess, how about you?" I smile squeezing his chest before burying myself in it.

"Like a king," he winks kissing my neck. This whole experience is like something out of a movie, it's all so perfect. "Are you ok?" He laughs while I fall off of the bed. I just shrug with another giggle, I was trying to get out of his arms and I pushed too hard.

"I can't believe you didn't catch me," I scoff playfully making him smile. "Welcome home,"

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"Go ahead," they nod smiling at me while I look down at the baby boy I just got to see for the first time in a year. I hold him in a cradle and he looks at me weird. I stare back at him mocking his expression making him smile.

"Look at you," I smile at the premature baby I couldn't remember. I've only seen him twice before now and the second time shouldn't even count, I had so much tears in my eyes all I could see was a blurry blue blob. "You look just like your daddy," I kiss his forehead. "Just like your daddy." I rest him against my knees and he jumps and giggles. He spits a little but squeaks in excitement and delight. He's the tiniest thing I've ever seen.

"He's just about as happy as his mama though," he smiles kissing my cheek bone. I hug our baby boy tight to my stomach hearing nothing but giggles. "See," Shawn smiles sucking at my earlobe.

"Let me spend time with him," I roll my eyes and he chuckles moving away and watching as does the rest of our family. "Sh," I hum while he cries. "Sh," I bring him against my shoulder leaning my head over his. "Mamas here," I mumble kissing his soft chubby little cheek.

"We should go," our friends give us all their goodbyes before exiting, Shawn's offered our parents permanent bedrooms here and they've accepted saying they could be the ones to watch the house and the kids while we're gone. They're looking at selling their houses now although from what I'm seeing now Shawn's parents don't want to sell, they love their house and I understand.

"He drinks formula right?" I look up at Shawn who smiles.

"Didn't the doctors says you could try breast milk?" He kisses me sweetly.

"Yeah but I don't wanna scare him, or brake any traditions or anything." I shrug and he chuckles.

"Try it," he urges and I nod obliging to his request. I kiss his forehead but set myself up, he looks beyond confused and I sigh at the poor child.

"Shawn," I pout at the terrified look on his face. He just smiles kissing my forehead.

"Trust me?" He kisses the corner of my mouth. I nod at him letting our baby boy latch on. His hand falls against the top of my breast as if he were holding his bottle but he doesn't mind the different feel. "Look at that," Shawn smirks making me roll my eyes.

"He's got a better grip than you," I shrug making our parents laugh.

"Mhm, sure little miss whiny." He shakes his head. "If you hold it any tighter I'll cry," he pouts simply to mock me.

"Well you've never tried," I shrug. And he rolls his eyes putting his hand against my chest making me wince.

"I've never tried," his eyes roll. "I know you're gonna do it every time but still I try, because there's gonna be one day that it doesn't hurt you. And believe me I am not very patient in the waiting of that day."