by M. Robinson
I didn’t say anything. What could I say to that?
“Okay, that’s how you want to play it? Giving me the silent treatment.” He nodded, understanding. “Since you’re so quick at throwing the past in my face every chance you get, I would like to discuss the past as well. As in the last six months,” he stated.
“I came here to find you. I pursued you. I wouldn’t take no for an answer. I bulldozed my way back into your life. I told you I love you… Do you see a pattern, Lillian? Because all the facts point to yes.”
I still didn’t say anything, mostly because he was right, and that irritated me as much as it made me happy.
He laid the sheet of paper he’d been holding on the coffee table. It was then that I noticed it was an airline ticket.
“You booked your flight back already? And you haven’t even told me! This is exactly what I’m talking about! You don’t include me in anything. Nothing has changed between us except NOW you tell me you love me!”
He cocked his head to the side. “Is that all I do now?” he arrogantly replied.
“No!” I shook my head. “You do not get to turn this conversation into a way to get laid! I’m closed up, buddy!”
He leaned back in the chair, laughing. “Check the ticket, Lillian.”
“Why? Are you leaving this afternoon, big man?”
“With the way you’re acting I just might. Stop being a little shit and check the fucking ticket, Lillian,” he repeated.
I snatched the paper off the table, rolling my eyes at him. Looking at the name.
Lillian Ryder.
I almost died right then and there.
Wanting to eat my words.
“Do you like what you see, Kid?” I had to laugh at her.
She bit her lip with embarrassment radiating all around her.
“Lily, you already know how I feel about you. I’ve proved it to you then, in my own fucked up way, as much as I do now. Except now I use words to match my actions. You know that I'm committed to us, why question that? I finally have you. I don’t want to lose you. Up until this point, this time around, it’s been all me. I know you love me, but I need it to be your choice. We haven’t spoken about the future. I want to keep it that way until you see how I’ve lived all these years. I think it will help clear up a lot of those goddamn insecurities you have. Come back with me. You need to see.”
“To California?”
“I believe I made you a promise.”
“Oh, so the first time I went there didn’t count?”
He raised an eyebrow in a playful way.
“For how long?” I hesitated. “I mean this isn’t me moving there, right?”
He grinned. “California couldn’t handle you, Kid. It’s for a few weeks while I take care of some business.”
“Are you going to come back with me?”
“When I have more information for you, we will talk about it. For now, I want you to come with me. I won’t take no for an answer.”
“For only a second, I thought you were leaving me again. I never expected this,” she expressed with glossy eyes.
I stood right in front of her, all joking aside, needing her to see how serious I was about the situation. “I'm giving you a choice, I can't force you to be with me. But, Lily, choose me again. Choose us,” he pointed between us. “I promise I won’t ever walk away from you, from us again. I promise to give you all of me, forever." I kissed all along her face, tears falling down her cheeks.
“I’m all in, sweet girl, damn the fucking consequences.”
“I’m scared, Jacob. I know I’ve always been strong when it comes to us, but Lucas has been through the same shit I have. I don’t want to lose my brother. I can’t lose him.”
“I would never let that happen, Kid.”
“That doesn’t mean it’s not going to, you know my brother as well as I do.”
“He’s going to be pissed off at me. Not you. It will be my ass that he will want to lay out.”
“Maybe… but I don’t want you to lose him either. I don’t want to come between anyone.”
“I know, baby. The last thing I want is for you to have to go through any more shit.”
“How are we going to tell them? How is this going to go down?”
I sighed not knowing the answer. “Let’s worry about us for now. We can worry about everyone else later.”
“Okay.”
“Are you coming back with me?”
She grinned, nodding. “I need to tell my work.”
“Not necessary.”
She laughed. “I have to tell them I’m leaving, Jacob.”
“It’s already handled, sweet girl. I took care of everything.”
She gasped, surprised. “I thought this was my choice.”
I smiled. “Come on. Who are you talking to here? I gave you the option, doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to throw you over my shoulder and take you with me.”
“That would have been quite a scene through security.”
“Private planes exist for a reason.” He grinned.
“You have all the answers, don’t you?”
“It’s part of my charm.”
“Charm or annoyance?”
He slapped my ass making me yelp.
“Do I need to remind you who’s in charge here?”
She backed away from me. “I know who’s in charge.”
“Good girl.”
“Me,” she giggled and took off running.
I spent the rest of the morning reminding her just how wrong she was.
I was in town for a few weeks in between semesters. It had been six months since Lily’s birthday. Even though we talked and texted almost every day, we had been spending every second we could together while I was in town, like every other time I was in town.
“Hey,” I greeted my mom in the morning as I walked into the kitchen.
“Hey, honey.” She looked like she had been crying.
“You okay?”
“Of course.”
“Mom, you look like you’ve been crying.”
She shook her head. “Don’t be silly. Why would I be crying? Are you hungry? Can I make you something before I head to the store?”
“Did Dad leave?”
“Yeah. He had to go to town.”
I frowned, I didn’t remember seeing his car last night.
“I can fend for myself, Mom.”
“Of course you can. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to take care of you. Your sisters should be flying in on Sunday. They can’t wait to see you. I’ll be back late tonight, and I’m not sure when your father…” she cut off, smiling. “Well, I’ll see you later, honey. Love you.” She kissed my cheek.
“Love you.”
I watched her leave as I stood there concerned for what I just walked in on when I heard a soft knock coming from the back door. I found Lily standing there in a soft yellow spring dress, her hair loosely falling down the sides of her face and her back. She was wearing very subtle makeup, and I could faintly smell the coconut and vanilla on her skin. She was a sight for sore eyes.
“Did you dress up for me?” I asked, so goddamn turned on by the sight of her.
“I dress like this all the time for school.”
“Is that right?” I arched an eyebrow.
She stepped inside. “I saw your mom leave. Are you hungry? I can make you something."
“So, tell me, Lily, do boys at school fuck with you?”
She bit her lip.
“Your silence is deafening, Kid.”
“It’s not like that.”
“It’s not like what?”
“Are you jealous?” She smiled big and wide.
“Jealous doesn't even begin to explain what I'm feeling. Jealousy is for boys, Lily, and we both know I’m not that.”
“Oh yeah, big man?” she sassed. “It doesn’t matter. I love you,” she simply stated, slipping off her lips so easily and effortlessly. She said it all the time now, and, to be honest, it felt
like a knife piercing my heart every time I heard it.
“What do you want to do today?” she questioned¸ walking toward me.
“You.”
“I think I can arrange that.” She stepped up on the tips of her toes, softly kissing my lips. Ever since Lily turned seventeen, she was getting ballsy. She didn’t wait for me to make the first move anymore. She initiated several make out sessions, which would usually end with my face and fingers in between her legs. Nothing new had happened between us. I could tell she was getting frustrated that I wouldn’t let her touch me.
Our kiss quickly turned into something else entirely. I gripped her ass, carrying her up my body. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, moaning her approval in my mouth. I carried her up to my old bedroom, kicking the door closed behind me. I laid her on the bed, falling on top of her, caging her in with my arms and body.
“I want you,” she breathed out in between kissing, rubbing her pussy against my hard cock.
“Shhh…” I whispered against her lips, my hand already making its way down her gorgeous body.
“No, Jacob.” She swatted my hand away. “You. I want you.”
“It’s not happening, Kid.”
She sighed into my mouth. “Then let me touch you. Please, let me make you feel what you make me feel. I want to so badly.”
I groaned, wanting her to do just that. I placed my forehead against hers, needing to gather my thoughts, trying not to let my overly eager cock take control.
“Jacob, I want to. You’re always playing with me. Let me give you something for a change. I don’t… I mean you know I don’t…” she mumbled with the cutest fucking expression on her face. “Just tell me what to do. Teach me.”
“Lily…” I whispered against her mouth.
“Please. Let me make friends with him. He probably already hates me. All I do is give him blue balls. That’s not a very nice friend, Jacob. Don’t make me beg for it.”
I laughed so hard I fell onto my back to keep from crushing her. She quickly followed suit, sitting up on her knees, waiting for me to say the next word. My cock was already so damn hard from the sight of her let alone what she wanted to do to me.
“Kid, I never want you to feel like I’m pressuring you into anything.”
“I’m offering. How is that pressuring me? You won the golden ticket, okay? Just let me suck your dick already.”
My cock twitched from the filthy yet innocent way she spoke to me. I placed my arm behind my head, angling my body so I could watch her.
“Undo my belt and unbutton my jeans.”
Her eyes dilated, shocked that I was granting her wish.
“Better hurry, Lily, before I change my mind.”
Her hands immediately went for my buckle, anxiously undoing it. She went straight for my button next, vigorously working to free my cock. She pulled down my jeans and boxers, and I waited for the gasp when my cock jolted free, smacking against my stomach.
Her eyes widened and her lips parted. “Wow… your friend is beautiful, Jacob.”
I chuckled. “Beautiful isn’t quite the word he’s looking for. In fact, beautiful will make him hide.”
“Oh… right… I mean big and thick.”
“Good girl.”
“Your balls are nice, too.”
I laughed, my head rolling back.
She blushed. “Sorry.”
“Let’s not talk about my cock anymore. Put him in your mouth the way I’ve been stroking myself to the image of you doing it for the last year.”
She licked her lips and gently took me in her hand. I placed mine around hers. “Hard, baby, like that.” I squeezed my hand around hers, showing her exactly the way I liked it.
“Use those take me lips and lick and suck around my head, slowly sliding me into your hot, wet mouth, inch by inch until all I can feel is the back of your throat.”
She leaned forward, looking down.
“Don’t take your eyes off me. Do you understand?”
I held in a breath when she licked along the tip. Her warm lips took me in, gliding down my shaft in a slow, torturous rhythm, taking me deep and then back out. Her eyes never left mine as I closely observed her making love to me with her mouth.
“Fuck… Lily.” I groaned, the sight and feel of her being too much. “Good girl, just like that, baby, use your hand just like this.” I showed her for a few seconds, watching as her tiny hand worked in sync with her mouth’s movements.
“Mmm,” she unintentionally hummed as she deep throated me again.
“Jesus Christ,” I growled, pumping my hips against her movements, getting lost in the way she worked me over. I was about to grip the back of her neck.
When I heard, “Jacob!”
I didn’t actually think he was going to let me do it so I didn’t think twice about it when he said to undo his pants. I had wanted this for so long, he was finally giving in. For once he could feel something only I could deliver. I wanted to prove to him that I could give him pleasure, too. To feel that I loved him the same way he loves me every time his hands or mouth are on me. I listened carefully to every instruction he gave me, wanting to do it just right. By the sounds he was making and the intense, driven looks I had never seen before, I knew I was doing what he wanted. What felt good for him.
My heart soared…
His hips started moving against my hand and mouth, pushing his erection deeper down my throat. I wanted him to manhandle me. I wanted to feel his dominance over me as I had his dick in my mouth, and I think I was about to when we both heard…
“Jacob!” Lucas knocked on his bedroom door. “You ready? The waves are getting higher.”
He tried to sit up and push my head away, but I wasn’t going to have my brother’s appearance take this away from me. I sucked harder and jerked him faster, his eyes widened in realization that I wasn’t going to stop.
“Jacob, what the fuck, you in there?” The door handle turned.
“I’m here, Give me a few,” he announced with an unsteady voice.
“What are you doing?”
He cleared his throat, breathing heavily. “Shower.”
His face twisted in both pleasure and pain when he finally gripped the back of my neck, roughly moving against my mouth.
“I’ll be in the kitchen. Why is my sister’s truck parked outside?”
His dick throbbed and I swear it got bigger. He bit his lip and his eyes shuttered, as a thick substance spurted in the back of my throat. His chest heaved up and down as I sat back, wiping my lips not knowing what to do with his come in my mouth.
“Swallow it,” he mouthed with a heated stare.
I did, not knowing I could even do that. I grinned, feeling all proud of myself as the thick, salty substance went down my throat.
He got up and went to the bathroom, turning on the shower and it didn’t take long to hear Lucas’s footsteps descend down the hall. He walked back in the room, buttoned up his pants and looked at me with a fiery glare.
“Jesus Christ, Kid, was that necessary?”
“Absolutely.”
“Please enlighten me on how I’m going to explain your truck in my driveway?”
I looked around the room for an idea. “Tell him that I went to work with your mom for the day. I was doing a paper on tourism in Oak Island, and I needed to know how she buys all that tourist crap she does for their store.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.” He changed into his board shorts.
“My brother will believe it. He would never think I would be in here with you. Relax. It’s fine.”
“I better go before he comes back up.” He kissed my head and walked to the door.
“Wait.”
He turned to face me.
“I did good, right? I mean… it was… it was good for you?” I nervously asked.
His body loosened from his tense composure, walking back over and sitting on the balls of his feet in front of me.
“Lillian, I have never ha
d better. It was the best fucking blowjob of my entire life.”
“You lie,” I giggled.
He looked deep into my eyes and said,
“If there’s one thing I need you to know, that I need you to remember, is that I have never lied to you nor will I ever lie to you. I can’t.”
He kissed me, left, and I believed every word he said.
We spent most of the day in the water.
Lucas believed me without a second thought, just as Lily suspected he would. We ate at Alex’s parent’s restaurant and it was weird to not have her serving us.
“How’s law school?”
“It’s law school. How’s fatherhood?”
“Everything it’s made out to be.”
“That good, huh?”
“Never thought I could love someone like that. I think I got pretty lucky, though. He’s a handful but a good kid.”
“How’s your construction business going?”
“I’m busy as shit. Stressed, overwhelmed, you know, all the bullshit that comes along with owning your own business. It’s why I needed today, to work off some steam, it’s good seeing you, bro.”
“Likewise.”
“It’s been rough with my mom and Lily, I’m glad—”
“Lily?”
“Yeah… she’s, damn, man, I don’t even know anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“She’s hurting, Jacob, and I know it has a lot to do with my mom and shit, but there’s something else. Something she won’t tell me, or anyone for that matter. For a while I thought it was a guy, but she never leaves the house. My mom says she has guys beating down the door, but she blows them off. I don’t know, we’re all worried about her. I mean she’s going to be eighteen and she’s never had a boyfriend? That can’t be normal right? We’re just worried that she’s missing out on all the normal teenage shit because of my mom’s cancer.”
It was as if a stack of fucking bricks fell on top of me, and I tried to hide all the emotions that soared through my body at the speed of light. I couldn’t pretend that I didn’t know this was coming, but it was still like taking a swift kick in the fucking balls.
“The last thing I want is for Lily to look back on her childhood and only have shitty memories. My mom says she doesn’t even hang out with her friends anymore, but she’s constantly talking or texting on her phone so it doesn’t add up. I don’t fucking understand it.”