Author note : I just want to say that this chapter does contain the reason why this story is mature so yes, Linc gets his sexy on! oh and yes I love Lincoln cos you know he gets laid! *cough* Michael is a virgin*cough* lolx enjoy!

Chapter 8

I sit in the sofa with Michael by my side, he takes my hand lightly, and my eyes find his. Sally sat on her normal chair. "Lily, if you told me, if you let me know I could of helped you." she said watching my face, and I keep mine blank, I didn't want to open; I had no secret to tell.

"Lil, we care about you, you didn't need to suffer." Michael said that word again, suffer. I didn't understand, why they didn't drop it, I didn't want to know.

"Look it's over now, his in hospital, I'm going to get my stuff, and go somewhere else…" I say feeling the emotions drifting into my head, and I push them away. I am not broken, I am fine.

"Lil, if you want, you can stay here." Sally spoke seriously, and my eyes shot to hers. "Look Lil, I've known from the moment I got Michael and Lincoln, you would be a part of this household, and I know that if I found out about this sooner, I would always offer you a bed." She smiled and winked, "We just won't say that your sharing a bed with Lincoln." I then laughed; it reminded me how cool Sally really was.

"Thank you Sally, can I go." I pointed to the living room door, and Michael let my hand go, I walk towards the door when Sally gives the ok.

I walk up the stairs slowly, and I feel like I should remember, something I should hold onto. My hand holding the banister, and I close my eyes reaching Lincoln's bedroom door. The room looks the same, and I move around, the room smelt the same, the window blinds closed, and I smiled getting on the bed, and I look to the ceiling, I roll on my back laughing, I didn't know why, it felt good, and I let out bigger laughs. My sides hurt, and I finally realised that I was free, I was free from the constant your nothings, the bruised ribs, I won't have to invest into make up to cover the black eyes.

The feeling was bubbling in my stomach, and I now roll over on my stomach feeling the pillows crush into my face, and I laugh more, and my whole head went dizzy, and after a moment I stop smothering my face into the pillows rolling on my back again.

I wasn't long before I stopped laughing, my stomach in stitches, and my lungs burned, but it felt good to let it out, it was just I never thought I was going to be free.

"Feel better?" Lincoln asked making me snap my attention to him, I didn't know why I didn't hear him come in, but I quickly sit up, and he joined me on the bed.

"I'm not sure," I now placed my hand on top of his and his lightly laced his fingers into mine, and then smiled.

"Me and Veronica, we're broken up." his voice was careful, and I then lightly shift onto my knees, I wrap my arms around his shoulders resting his head against my chest. "Funny, she said I would be better with you, she said that we wouldn't of worked." his then moved so he was now staring deep into my eyes, and I now brush a finger down his jaw line, his hand catches mine, and his eyes getting more intense.

"The police was looking for you." I now speak slowly, and Lincoln moved his head off of my chest, his eyes wide.

"What did you tell them?" his voice sounded urgent, and my finger was in my mouth, and he moved it out, and my eyes still feeling lost on him.

"Sally told them, you was working, they just wanted me to tell them, if I knew who beat my father up." my hand touching his face. "Linc, can you tell me something, and not be offended?" my question simple, and he just nodded. "Did you, beat him up?" Lincoln knew who he was, and he took my hands, and stared deep into my eyes.

"Lil, I swear, I got some guys to knock him about, and I never touched him. Even if I wanted to." I knew he was telling the truth, and I nod. I don't smile at the fact my father was in hospital, but smiled to the fact that I knew in my heart, Lincoln didn't lie.

"I love you Lillian." he touched my face softly bring his lips to mine, the kiss strong, and I move to straddle his lap.

Lincoln running his hands up my back sent shivers down my spine, I keep the kiss strong, and his arms were made of static sticking us together, and the world around us was a blur. Lincoln's movements were careful, but still with an edge of danger. My skin burning for him, and his lips move from my lips running down my jaw line. I move my fingers down the front of his shirt, and I slowly find the bottom, and in one quick motion I pull it off. His eyes find mine; I can feel the passion burning behind them. He looks at me with a hunger I had never seen before. I slowly run my fingertips down his chest, I can feel him inhaling deeply, and his eyes fixed to me, I gradually start kissing across his chest, and his hands worked on taking off my dress. It was all new to me, not the sex part, but it was it seemed to be the first time is wasn't a drunken struggle of getting it over with. Lincoln brushing his fingers down my spine, his breath burning the surface of my skin, and I hold my breath swiftly.

Lincoln was brushing his lips down my collarbone, and I can feel my body pulsing with every movement of his mouth on my skin.

Lincoln's eyes meeting mine, and his hand cups my face, I can't control my panting.

"Lil, you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly brushing my long hair behind my shoulder, I nod taking his face in my hand. "I really don't want to rush." he was about to say you, but I cut into his words kissing him strongly pushing him on his back kissing down his chest.

I got off the bed, and getting to his belt buckle I snap it open sharply, it makes Lincoln head shoot up watching me. "Ok maybe I'm not going fast enough!" he laughed watching me pulling his jeans off, and I blush. "Sorry…" my words slow, but he just get up, his hand reaching for the buttons of my jeans. "I need to speed up!" he spoke deep, his voice sounding like sex. I can't control my blush spreading across my face.

Lincoln pulled me closer to him starting to kiss down my stomach, his tongue softly over my navel down my hip bone, his fingers gripping my steady as a tremble. I close my eyes taking everything in.

Lincoln lifted me now so I was lying on the bed with him, his kiss me softly playing with my hair, his eyes finding mine. "I just need to get something first…" he spoke quickly, and I watching him reach over to his bedside cabinet, I didn't know who blushed more at the condom, but he brushed my hair out my face with a smile. "Well I do know how to be careful."

It seemed Lincoln took his time lying above me, and his hands holding my hips steady. He entered me as if it was the most natural feeling in the world. I felt his finger running up my back to hold me closer to him. He was slow at first, and then builds up speed, we breathed in the same pace, and I held my knees up locking around his waist. Lincoln never stopped kissing me, his hands working into my hair. I feel him whisper words of dedication to me, but I keep my eyes close. I never wanted to stop. I wanted be frozen in this moment forever. My eyes open to see him watching me, his hands holding me, his face never seemed so wonderful to me, and he reaches down kissing me lightly, his breathing fast, and I can finally hear my own deep breathing, the feeling makes me wanted to fall, his fingers kept me close on him. I know that I can be open at last, his body tensed the time my does, and his moan was careful, I hold my arms around him feeling him relax. His eyes look intently to my face. "Lillian." he spoke simple, and I nodded, "you too." I reply feeling him roll next to me, and I hold onto him, and kiss his chest. "Forever." I whisper feeling relaxed at last, at peace.