"What?" Adam questioned, wondering why Eva was reacting this way to the picture.

He looked at her face, at the way her mouth had dropped opened in shock, and he instantly got his answer.

"It's been you all along. The guy from the New Year's Eve party." She stared at him in wonder.

Adam's heart was pounding furiously, and all the similarities begun to race through his mind. The same enchanting voice, arrestingg amber eyes, sultry body shape.

The only thing different was her hair. It was blonde then, but now it was black.

That was why being with Eva had driven out the thoughts of the woman from the New Year's Eve Party. It was because she was that woman.

They stared at each other in stunned silence, and then burst out laughing at the same time.

Adam knew he was trying to laugh off the shock and other unsettling realities, and he suspected she was trying to do the same.

"Oh God, you really are the wierdo who kissed me that night. I can't believe I've not figured it out all this while." She chuckled.

"Look who's calling who a wierdo. The one who run away like a timid virgin after the kiss." He tried to laugh genuinely, but a heaviness had settled in his chest

He pursed his lips, remembering how fantasies of the woman from New Year's Eve had constantly invaded his mind. How every one of his erotic dreams had starred the two of them.

How he'd had nonsexual dreams where they were married with children that had scared him so much.

And she turned out to be the woman he'd been sleeping with for the past five days.

She set the tablet at the edge of the couch and turned to lie on her back. "Seriously. I tell you what the legend of the kiss of eternal love says, and then you kiss me. It was as if you believed the legend was real."

"Of course not." He snorted. "A kiss binds two people together forever? I've never heard anything so absurd in my life."

But even as he spoke doubts plagued his mind. Could the legend have been right after all? Was that why his hunger for Eva seemed more primitive and turbulent than any woman had made him feel?

I must be going out of my mind.

"What are you thinking?" Her voice was uncertain, but it drew him back to reality nonetheless.

He rose from his position and covered her nude body with his, his erection pressing against the core of her. He met the desire in her eyes briefly and nibbed her lips.

"I was thinking that if... " He dry-humped against her, eliciting a throaty moan from her. "...you hadn't ran away, we would've done this much earlier."

He humped their sexes together again. "If I hadn't..." She rasped. "...then this week wouldn't have been special as it is."

His heart stammered, his pulse leaping, and he crashed his lips to hers so she couldn't look into his eyes. Was she admitting that their fling was beginning to mean more to her than just great sex?

No, he was definitely reading too much into her words.

Breaking their kiss, he descended his lips downwards, kissing her along the column of her slender neck until he reached the valley of her delectable breasts.

Taking the two mounds into his hands, he squeezed and kneaded softly, and she arched her chest into his hands.

He licked circles around one of her nipples before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it sharply.

Just as her breathing grew shallower, he pulled his lips away and sat on his knees. "Touch yourself." He demanded gruffly.

Her eyes widened at his command, diluted orbs of desire and lust that made his dick twitch furiously.

A moan roared from her throat when her hand found the errect bud of her clit and begun rubbing slow, sensual, firm circles. Their gazes locked, the firelight glinted on her face, so fitting of the heat that was burning between them.

He focused on her core, watching as her middle finger found her folds and played there before plunging right in and deep. She threw her head back and gasped, and it was the most erotic sight he'd ever seen.

Moaning repeatedly, she added another finger to her solo erotic stimulation.

Adam stroked his throbbing dick, watching as her fingers went in and out and scissored as if she was trying to mimic what he would've done had he been the one doing it.

He was using this erotic moment to take his mind off things he didn't want to think about.

"Oh shit, Adam." Her fingers continued working furiously, her thumb rubbing her clit. "I'm close. Oh God, I'm close."

He waited till he saw that she was on the very edge, then grabbed her hand, pulling her fingers out her core. He jammed his cock in one deep, strong motion.

"Adam!" His name left her lips in an aphrodisiac scream as she cummed hard on his dick. Her heated walls clenched tightly around him, sucking him in further.

"Fuck!"

He had to hold on to the armrest of the foldable couch to keep himself from crashing her with his weight as pleasure skyrocketed through every one of his nerve endings.

And while she was still riding the waves of her orgasm, he begun to move. He pulled out to the tip and plunged back in hard.

She gasped, her body quivering as he continued moving in slow but deep languid strokes, swivelling his hips, grinding against her.

"Oh come on. Please." Eva rasped.

Her head was thrown back with her eyes closed. Her brunette strands strewn wildly under her head.

"Please what?" He demanded.

"Please fuck me harder. Please."

"Look at me, Eva." He pulled out and slammed back inside.

Her eyes flew open, meeting his, and the dark and sensual demand and plea he saw there nearly undid him.

"Goddamnit Adam. Fuck me harder. "

He crashed his lips to hers and obeyed, moving faster, stronger, harder, until she was a moaning mess beneath him. Her hands flew to his back, her nails digging and dragging down his flesh.

It was something she loved to do, and he didn't mind, knowing it was because of all the pleasure he was giving her.

She broke their kiss, and her lips swerved to his neck, kissing him all over. And then she took a patch of skin and sucked it into her mouth tumultuously, no doubt wanting to leave a hickey. To brand him.

Groaning, strangely from immense approval, he attacked her neck with kisses and did the same thing to her, making her gasp.

"Fuck, Adam. I'm so close."

"Me too." He intensified his thrusts, his pelvis slapping against hers every time he went in.

Her nails duck into his ass, making him clench and sending him right over the edge just as she also reached the zinith.

She screamed his name as another orgasm tore through her, and he whispered her name harshly, bucking against her as he lost himself inside her.

Pulling out of her, he groaned, collapsing by her side, trying hard to regulate his breaths. After a while, he felt Eva push and snuggle against him him.

He recognized her intentions, but just like last night, he didn't feel any urge to pull away. Grabbing the blanket they'd tossed aside carelessly in their earlier romp, he covered them and placed his arm around her in a cuddling position.

He was yet again breaking his rule, and the thought put him on a pedestal of caution, and yet it made him feel so good.

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She was leaving. In a few hours.

Well great! That means I can move on to other flings.

Standing on the crest of a hill and focusing on the paranoma of nature below, Adam expected taking pictures of the view to have its intended purpose. But today, the normally emollient activity did nothing to soothe him.

Not when his heart was still feeling like it was being crushed by a thousand weights.

What the hell was wrong with him? For the first time in his life his fling with a woman was about to end and he was feeling like shit? Like a part of him was soon going to be torn off?

Years ago, after his mother's leaving had turned his father into a broken, messed up man, Adam had begun to build walls around himself.

Barricades that kept the opposite sex at bay and blocked them from seeing his emotional weaknesses.

If they knew they could break you, then they would do exactly that.

His mother had known leaving would shatter his father, and she'd used that to threaten him a great deal before she'd finally left.

Akua, his first and last girlfriend in highschool, had known leaving would devastate him, but that was exactly what she'd done even though she'd had the chance to stay.

After that, his defences had always risen around women, while he'd sworn to only use them to satisfy his libido, to never let them close to him on an emotional level.

Until Eva. Until he'd kissed her at the New Year's Eve Party. Until he'd approached her at her friends party and offered to tutor her on extreme sports.

No woman had ever made him feel like how Eva did. In less than a week she had driven him to do things no woman had ever managed to make him do, and the thought scared the living daylights out of him, making him struggle with what ifs and maybes.

What if he'd been too hard on himself all these years? What if he'd been too quick to associate all women with treachery and heartbreak? What if Eva betrayed him the moment he opened himself up to her?

Maybe not all women were equipped to be like his mother or Akua. Maybe not all women would leave him just when he needed them the most.

Maybe he should just let Eva walk out of his life and continue living by the footloose rules that'd protected his emotions all these years. Maybe he had to take a chance.

Maybe he had to take a chance on Eva.

Giving up on trying to sort out his disconcerted emotions by taking pictures, Adam lowered his camera and raked his fingers furiously through his hair.

As much as he hated to admit it, he felt a need to keep Eva in his life. Not just for the incredible sex, but for the emotional connection he felt with her that made him feel so chaotic.

With that conclusion reached, Adam turned off his camera and started a run back to the cabin. If what he'd seen in Eva's eyes this morning while they'd had sex was any indication, then she sure as hell wanted him to be in her life too.

By the time he took the homestretch leading to the cabin, his heart was careening out of rhythm, both from the physical exertion and the emotions running wild through him.

Until he realized that Eva's borrowed Subaru was no longer parked beside his. In fact, it was nowhere insight.

He came right to a halt, his guts gnarling as the reality punched him in the chest; Eva had left without even saying goodbye.

So much for her not leaving like the others.