200 Days of Andrew.

200 Days of Andrew.

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

When June Adams, a beautiful, young, innocent woman meets sexy British lawyer, Andrew Williams, her life is turned into a fairytale as she falls deeply inlove, experiences intimacy for the first time in her life and begins her sexual life. Unfortunately for them, their families do not approve of their union. Will their love and relationship previal family bonds?

Summary

When June Adams, a beautiful, young, innocent woman meets sexy British lawyer, Andrew Williams, her life is turned into a fairytale as she falls deeply inlove, experiences intimacy for the first time in her life and begins her sexual life. Unfortunately for them, their families do not approve of their union. Will their love and relationship previal family bonds?

Chapter1 (v.1) - 200 Days of Andrew.

Author Chapter Note

When June Adams, a beautiful, young, innocent woman meets sexy British lawyer, Andrew Williams, her life is turned into a fairytale as she falls deeply inlove, experiences intimacy for the first time in her life and begins her sexual life. Unfortunately for them, their families do not approve of their union. Will their love and relationship previal family bonds?

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Submitted: August 11, 2013

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Okay, so I've been writing different short stories for a while now but this is my first erotic novel and I'm really nervous about posting this but all constructive criticism and advice are very welcome so I can improve my writing. Thanks in advance! :)

Prologue.

I struggle to open my eyes as I hear a variety of voices speak at once. I hear my mother and twin sisters worried cries, my dad calling the ambulance, the soft, tender, pink lips of my boyfriend Andrew, trying to administer CPR and my older bother Phillip looking worried as usual.

"Andrew don't even utter a word. This is all your fault" Mom sobs.

I'm sure my cheeks must have been tomato red at this point. I knew I was naturally clumsy but what's the fuss all about this time? You'd think after so many broken bones and trips to the ER my family would be used to this by now. I can feel a piercing, blinding pain in my left leg that makes me want to stay in the same position I am currently in and scream my lungs out but I find some unnatural energy in me and flutter my eyes open. My worried family coming into view. I begin to whimper in pain. "Ouch. My leg" I manage to cry out.

"Oh baby what happened to your leg?" Mom asks.

"It hurts. It hurts sooo bad. Don't blame Andrew, Mom. Please." I wail out and hear the distant sirens of the ambulance getting closer.

I try to keep my eyes open but my eyelids feel so heavy. I should just give in to the blackness. My mother notices that I am slipping back into unconsciousness. And starts sobbing again. Andrew tries to administer CPR again but to no avail.

I see a light, a bright, handsome light calling my name. "June. June. Wake up baby, come back to me. Please." The voice sounds so familiar, so close yet so far away...

*okay honestly though what I'm doing? June you sound stupid AF. Like just wake up. Argh. I think to myself.*

I open my eyes with a remarkable force. Its misty and fogy so I use my other senses to figure out where I am. I hear the beeping of a machine behind me. Beep. Beep. Beep. Oh crap I'm in a hospital. My eyes clear up and soon I can see the beautiful faces of my biracial family staring back at me.

"Andrew.." I manage to say. My throat dry and parched, my body feeling like it was stoned by rocks.

I see my moms beautiful milk chocolate face, standing on the right side of the bed, her big brown eyes dominating her small round face, her cute pointy nose, heartwarming smile, and her trademark afro in a side french braid. I see my dad hugging her from behind, his cream skin wrinkled at the sides of his big blue eyes which are glistening with relief and love, his pink full lips smiling his mischievous childish smile and his blond hair with grey streaks slick as usual. He thinks he's a cool dad with hair like that but I don't think so.

I also see my twin sisters, Gabriella and Isabella sitting on the left side of the bed, both with the same pointy nose which mimics moms, smooth caramel skin, same high cheek bones and pink full lips like dads. The only physical difference between the two was Gabriellas big, light, hazel eyes wanting to know everything on this earth and her waist length hair always straightened and Isabellas big, brown eyes identical to moms and her natural pitch black i-can't-control-afro.

My eldest and only idiotic brother, Phillip who looks more like my mom than dad, looks like he's trying not to cry. His were brown eyes glassy, and his pink thin lips trembling. Damn. Am I hurt that bad this time? My thoughts are interrupted when I suddenly feel numb.

"Now Ms Adams, you are probably feeling numb right now, and what I'm giving you will help you with the pain from the operation." A red-haired nurse in red scrubs says to me while injecting something into my drip.

"Operation?" I think aloud. I remember the doctors trying to wake me up but an operation?

"Yes. Ms Adams you were in an operation 3 days ago to try and relocate your dislocated kneecap."

That explains the pain. Ugh screw it, I want Andrew. My handsome, sexy, hilarious British boyfriend, who I know, will make all the pain melt away in one touch. I realize he isn't in the room.

"Andrew.." I manage to croak out.

"Where's Andrew?" I look around at the faces of my family and they all look somber like someone died. My eyes tear up and I feel like my world just came crashing down on me.

"Where the fuck is my fucken Andrew?"


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