1. Fool's Paradise


    Date: 4/21/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: SITTING, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    had to sign on. He even fancied that he’d seen the delivery van parked on the road outside. He walked over to the door and opened it. Disbelief, excitement and hunger seeped through his veins, each emotion fighting for dominance. “You came,” he said, quite stupidly. She didn’t say anything, just stood there in her rain-soaked dress, the little marks and stains telling him she’d followed his directions exactly. He moved aside and she walked slowly into the flat, glancing around warily. “I said that I had a shift at the library,” she said quietly. There was a long, thin scratch on her leg, the skin not quite broken but red nevertheless. Max shut the door. “You work at the library?” he asked, in a feigned tone of light interest. “Part time.” Eva said, and then, “It’s raining.” “Yeah, I know. I can tell.” His eyes ran down the length of her body. “Why the park specifically?” Eva asked bluntly. “And that path. Did you know it was so overgrown?” Her directness made Max’s mouth dry. He decided honesty was probably his best play. “Yes. I did. I wanted to see you all… unkempt. Different to what you’re usually like.” Eva chewed nervously on her lower lip. “Why?” He didn’t have to think about the answer. “Because the other day when I came by your house, all I could see and feel was your family. And this image of you as being so perfect and tidy is suffocating. I wanted to see you like this.” She stared at him, almost as if she were trying to see through him. “And do you like what you ...
    see?” He breathed out slowly. “You know I do. I fucking love it.” His hand caught hers and he pulled her to him, feeling her tight, slim body through the damp, cotton dress. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” he breathed as he explored her body with urgent hands. “You have no idea, Eva.” She swallowed hard. “I wasn’t going to come.” “I thought you wouldn’t.” She frowned. “So why did you ask me to?” “Some mad hope, I guess. I’m glad I did. I wanted to know how you felt, about this, about us. It’s hard to talk unless you make time.” She reached up to untie her hair and it fell around her shoulders in damp, tousled waves. A small leaf fluttered to the ground. Max carefully removed a piece of twig. “How do you feel?” she asked, and her voice was too loud, an attempt to hide her fear of his answer. “We’re two adults,” Max said. “And we’re not hurting anybody.” “He can’t know,” Eva said, an edge to her voice. “I don’t care if you start feeling bad or whatever. We can’t ever tell him.” “Oh, I know,” Max said, not needing to ask who she was referring to. “Don’t worry about that. Besides, he’d blame me more than you. What are you so scared of?” “He has this idea of me as being perfect. It’d break his heart if he found out I was anything else.” “I won’t tell if you won’t.” Max said, and he couldn’t help the smile that came. “It’s not a joke.” “I know. Coming here to get fucked is not a joke.” He pulled her into his body, and she had to tilt her head back to look him in the ...
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