Lillian Renee Andrews
Usually your "firsts" are your best memories.
Your first party.
Your first crush.
Your first date.
Your first kiss.
Your first love.
But for Lillian Andrews there are a few "firsts" she'd like to forget.
Especially when it comes to her ex.
He always seems to find his way back into her mind though.
And today as Lillian walks through the LA heat from her mailbox back to her house, she can't help but be called back to a particular day.
It was an unusually warm day in Chicago. It was Lillian's birthday and she had spent half of it bored out of her mind in summer school. Her summer course was almost finished and the last place she wanted to be was in class. She had spring fever bad. Not to mention the fact that she was love sick.
Somehow, though, her boyfriend had managed to convince the office that he was her cousin and needed to take her out of school for a family emergency.
The summer program was very relaxed and Lillian didn't even live there. She was just visiting family in Chicago for the summer, like always. And like always her parents made her take a class the first few weeks she was there.
He had taken her back to his house and made her lunch, which they ate in his back yard. Afterwards they found themselves lying on a blanket in the grass, the sun beating down on them.
"You're perfect, you know that right?" He murmured against her lips before kissing her.
"No one's perfect babe." She smiled.
"You are. You're sweet and funny and smart and f*cking gorgeous." He continued whispering in her ear and kissing her neck as he slowly moved himself on top of her.
Lillian sighed in contentment and bit her lip as he continued to shower her with kisses and sweet words.
Her hands made their way under the back of his shirt and she ran her nails down the hot skin of his back. He groaned against her mouth and kissed her roughly.
Slowly, piece by piece, their clothes were shed onto the ground around them. The cool breeze felt good against their bare skin as it hit their heated bodies and the sun continued to beat down on them.
"God Lilly, I love you more than anything." He breathed in her ear as she gripped his dark hair in her hands. "I don't want to rush you." He told her in an unconvincing tone.
His lips might have been saying he would be okay with stopping, but his eyes and his body told her different.
She was in love with him. They had been dating almost a year. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted him to be her first. She was certain he was the only boy she'd ever be with anyways.
"I love you too Peter. I'm ready. I want you to make love to me. Please."
He couldn't hold out any longer as he heard her soft breathy voice whisper those words in his ear. And it wasn't long before their bodies were a hot tangled mess, so intertwined they felt like one.
Lillian wanted that feeling to last forever.
She knows now, though, that a word like forever is meaningless.
Especially to someone like her ex.
are we growing up or just going down?
oh boy.
FEEDBACK.
