Seven Days at Maplewood Lane

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Previously: A second, heavier storm hit Maplewood, forcing Elijah and Teagan to hunker down in the first-floor bathroom. As a tornado passed overhead, Elijah was forced to face his mortality and reconcile with his choices, promising to the memories of Mike and Lindsay that, if they survived, he would let Teagan go. After, drunk on adrenaline and glad to be alive, they made love, immediately failing his promise. Teagan announced that she would go back to school, on the condition that Elijah move in to Maplewood. He agreed. They woke the following morning to find much destruction around them and trees ripped from their roots, including the great maple tree in the backyard. Teagan was left distraught, until Elijah pointed out that the house was left untouched.

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"How much longer do I have to wait?" Teagan heard Elijah say from outside her bedroom. The door was closed, muffling his voice. Still, she could hear his desperation.Good,she thought as she was adjusting the straps of the babydoll. Her heart was beating so fast she was trembling, making the task more difficult than it should have been.The more he wants me, the more he'll give me what I want...

Teagan studied herself in the mirror when she was done. The babydoll was pink, her favorite color, and see-through, leaving little to the imagination, with a ruffled flyaway front tied in the middle with a single golden string, small metallic charms hanging on both ends. She looked like a present, one that ached to be opened. She turned around so her butt faced the mirror and looked back over her shoulder, making sure the crotchless V-string ran up the crack just the way she wanted, then spun back around, giving herself one last look over.It's perfect.Teagan loved the way the babydoll accentuated her body, the way it drew the eye to every desirable bit while cloaking just enough to make the imagination go wild. She felt more naked wearing it than if she were wearing nothing, and that was exactly why she picked it out.

The trip to Victoria's Secret had been an impromptu one, a spur of the moment impulsive decision brought forth by the brutal fact that today was Teagan and Elijah's last day together. In 24 hours, she knew she would be back at school, back to the real world, to the banal normalcy of lectures and late-night study sessions and the incessant peer pressure she grew to loathe. The past week had seemed like a dream, one both blissful and miserable, and it felt like it needed a proper send-off.Our last moments need to be special,she realized.He needs to see me in a way he's never seen me before.She placed her hand on her belly, as she had many times that day, her palm filled with a hope she dared not speak out loud.The more he wants me, the more he'll give me what I want...

Teagan had sprung the sudden shopping trip on Elijah that morning without warning or explanation.

"Need some company?" he'd asked as she was heading out the door. Storm was at his feet, both of them following her like a puppy at her heels. It made her happy beyond reason. "No. I need to do this alone." Teagan stood up on her toes and planted a light kiss on Elijah's nose, the way she knew he liked. "All you have to do is wait here. Trust me, it'll be worth it."

"Okay," he said, sounding defeated. "Drive safe."

Teagan's heart skipped a beat, like it did every time her uncle played the father. It made her feel safe. Special. Loved. "I will," she assured him.

Only when she was away from Maplewood and heading down the highway in Elijah's SUV did Teagan realize that this was her first time leaving the house since she'd arrived, since the funeral, since she and her uncle crossed the line and changed everything. Driving felt almost foreign, as did the world passing by outside. The trip seemed to go by in an instant; one moment she was in the driveway, the next she was parked out in front of the Barnes and Noble entrance of the mall. It seemed bigger than she remembered, making her feel extra small and more anxious than she knew was reasonable.

Despite promising to herself not to get distracted, Teagan found herself wandering the aisles of the Barnes and Noble, a latte in hand that she had picked up from the Starbucks café nestled within. She wasn't looking for anything in particular, but found the smell of books and the taste of coffee strangely nostalgic.This is the first time I've been alone since...Tears began pooling behind her eyes, so she took a seat in one of the many lounge chairs to gather herself, attempting to hold them back and failing. An old lady passing by saw her and asked if she was okay, and when she couldn't answer she sat down next to her. "I recognize those tears," she simply said, and suddenly Teagan was sobbing quietly in the arms of a stranger. Afterward she felt embarrassed, but the old lady assured her that she had nothing to be ashamed of and wished her well.

When Teagan had finally recovered and traded a world of books and coffee for one of underwear and lingerie, she found herself overwhelmed by the choices before her. The Victoria's Secret wasn't big, but it was designed and organized for maximum impact. Right away the smell of perfume filled her nostrils, pleasant and light, and everywhere she looked, images of absurdly attractive women were staring, daring her in their direction with secret promises.I wonder if Uncle Elijah would think any of them are better looking than me. Teagan wasn't sure. She knew she had the kind of body that drew men's eyes; it had long been confirmed to her in the lingering looks and stolen glances of strangers. Still, doubt picked at her mind.When he sees me tonight, I'll be the most beautiful woman in the world,she assured herself.

"Can I help you?" said a woman walking by carrying a handful of empty clothes hangers. Bright pink tailor's tape hung around her neck, loosely draped over a black V-neck blouse showing off the appropriate amount of cleavage. She was tall and skinny, her hair bright blonde, her skin milky white and flawless; the exact kind of woman you'd expect to work at a lingerie store.

"Do I look that lost?" replied Teagan.

The worker smiled. "Like a deer caught in headlights. First time?"

Teagan's pale cheeks grew red, making her feel silly. "Yeah. I'm, uh, looking for some lingerie and I'm not sure where to start."

"Well, you can start with what you want."

She knew. "I want to look as hot as possible."

The worker's smile widened. "We talking out on the town hot, or in the bedroom hot?"

Teagan felt her cheeks grow hotter. "Bedroom."

"Seems you're not as lost as you thought." She held up the hangers in her hand. "Let me just put these back and we'll get started."

When the worker returned she took Teagan's measurements, wrapping her pink tape around her arms, her waist, her chest. Then, she asked what vibe she was going for, and when Teagan said "innocent and naughty," she smiled again and walked her to the lingerie section, to a collection underneath a sign saying "Sexy Little Things." A photo of another model greeted them, this one wearing almost nothing. "I'd recommend a babydoll," said the worker. "They're cute, and will work perfectly with your delicate figure to bring out that innocent look you're going for. How revealing do you want?"

"Very. I, uh, want to be able to keep it on when we..."

"Gotcha. In that case..." The worker grabbed one of the babydolls off the wall and held it up for Teagan to inspect. "I think you'd look amazing in this one. See-through satin, open front with an adorable charmed tie, and a crotchless V-string. He won't be able to keep his hands off you wearing this."

Teagan agreed. Everything about it called to her, the color, the velvety feel of the satin on her fingers, and when she pictured herself in it, imagining her uncle's hands shaking as he touched her, she got goosebumps. "Can I try it on?"

"Of course. Let me just make sure we have an extra small..."

Seeing herself in the mirror only confirmed it.I love it, which means he will too.Teagan came out of the changing room beaming, thanking the worker for her help as she rang her up. "Enjoy," she said with a sultry smile as she handed Teagan the iconic pink and black striped bag. Inside, the babydoll sat, light as air, making it feel as though she were carrying an empty bag on her way back to the car.Not empty,thought Teagan. She couldn't stop glancing at it, sitting in the passenger seat on the drive back.Inside is everything. All my hopes and dreams and desires. It's all here. It all depends on tonight.

"Done yet?" said Elijah through the bedroom door.

Teagan gave herself one last look in the mirror, took a deep breath, and sat down on her bed, positioning herself in the way she had been practicing, leaned back slightly on her arms, legs crossed. "Yes. You can come in now."

The doorknob turned with a clink, and the door opened with a creak, and when Elijah saw her his mouth fell open. "Oh wow," was all he managed to say.

Teagan giggled and grazed her fingers suggestively down the opened front of the babydoll. "You like?"

"Absolutely."

Elijah bounded toward her, his steps wide and hurried, quickening Teagan's heartbeat and filling her stomach with butterflies. Swift and sudden he leaned down and pulled her up to him with one arm, forcing her up on her toes as he brought her mouth to his. His kiss was hard and sweet, as were his hands, digging into her waist and holding on as though she might slip away.Never,she thought. His fingers worked at the golden tie keeping the front together, and with a simple pull it was gone, the charms clinking together as the knot fell apart.

"You're so beautiful," said Elijah when their mouths finally parted. He ran his fingers through her short brown hair and sniffed, ruining all the work she'd done to style it, but she didn't care. His touch couldn't ruin anything. "You did this for me?"

"Are you surprised?"

"I don't know...I mean...kinda..." Elijah's eyes shifted down, traversing up her body to meet back with hers. "I just...I never..."

"I know." Teagan danced her fingers up the back of his neck, remembering what he'd told her their first night in Maplewood.He's never known love. Not like this. Neither have I.She stood up on her toes even higher, as high as she could, so her mouth could nibble and suck his earlobe. "It doesn't matter. Not the past. Not the future. Only the now exists. One day at a time, right? Well today I want you to fuck me like it's your last time. Like you'll never see me again. I want you to use me. In whatever way you want. Rough. Soft. Whichever way. My body is yours. I'm yours."

She rested her hand on his inner thigh and crawled it up to meet the shape of his manhood bulging against his jeans. It was massive and hard and ready, just like she hoped it would. Teagan gave it a squeeze, and he moaned before pushing her away, hard onto the bed. She yelped and fell onto her back, and when she sat up he was already disrobing. She watched, heated anticipation in her breath and between her legs as her uncle's body revealed itself to her bit by glorious bit, his chest, his arms, his legs, all toned but weathered by age. Thin brown hair covered his pecs, pocked with silver. There was a fragility to him that somehow made him stronger than any man she'd ever seen. Teagan found him irresistible, and as he began to unbuckle the belt around his pants she sat up on her knees and began doing it herself.

"Let me." She zipped his fly down and slipped a hand underneath, stroking him as she drew him out. Already, precum was dripping from his cock head, red and engorged and leaving clear sticky streaks across her fingers. She brought them to her mouth and licked. "Mmm, so yummy."

"Fuck, baby girl, you're so hot." Her uncle was saying all the right things, stirring a hunger in her that brought her down to her belly. "Don't take your eyes off me," she said before taking him in her mouth. She swirled her tongue up his length and around his girth, traversing his veins and ridges, while her mouth pumped him, working him into the frenzy she knew she needed to make her dreams come true. Every few seconds she glanced up, to make sure he was watching, and when she saw that he was she felt the heat between her legs grow hotter and wetter, until she couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck me uncle," said Teagan when she finally stopped sucking. She sat up and leaned back and spread open her legs, revealing the crotchless panties she was wearing, and with her best pouty face she said, "Please, fuck me, I want to be fucked so hard by you and feel you come inside me. Please..."

Elijah leaned down, letting his erection press heavy against her pussy as he grazed his hand down her neck to her chest. He cupped a breast and twisted a nipple and pulled.Yes, that's it,she thought as he shoved his cock inside her. The sensation twisted her body, and she moaned.Become an animal. It's the only way-

Teagan screamed. His thrusts were hard and fast and brutal, causing the bed beneath to groan along with them so loud she feared it would collapse. She braced her hands against the headboard, to keep her head from beating against it as he beat against her. "Yes, yes, yes, oh Uncle, that's it, yes, fuck your little Teagan. Harder!" Every stab of his cock hurt and stretched her open, sending pulses of pleasure up and across her body. She didn't know why the pain felt so good, and she didn't care. All Teagan knew was that she wanted more, so she wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails into his back and pulled him deeper. Elijah's mouth was wet with drool, his eyes dark and heavy. He looked monstrous and lethal, just the way she wanted.

Suddenly he picked her up, effortlessly, making her feel small and flipping a switch inside her that had her coming early, sending her world spinning, body shaking in his arms while her pussy squeezed and convulsed around his cock. Only when her orgasm receded, and the world grew clear again and she was staring up at the ceiling of her bedroom did she realize he was under her now, holding her legs wide open with his hands under her knees, so wide they were near her ears. Her hamstrings strained as he held her, and already her pussy ached. She looked down, saw how red and raw she already was, watching as Elijah pulled his cock out and slapped it against her clit a few times and slipped it back in, sending her screaming again. "Yes," she repeated, her pitch increasing in time with each thrust. He was filling her up, over and over, using her like a piece of meat that existed only for his pleasure, just as she had hoped. Every pierce of his cock struck something deep inside her, freeing her mind of all concerns and melting away the childhood around her. Its walls fell apart, and the stuffies and photos and posters surrounding them dissolved, until there was nothing, leaving only the divine feeling of electricity in her veins, and the sweet sounds of slapping sweaty flesh and moans of their ecstasy.

"I'm gonna come," Teagan heard Elijah grunt out from underneath her. He slowed his thrusting to a crawl, massaging the walls of her pussy with long, deliberate, circular movements, then stopped, letting himself sit heavy and still inside her. Somehow that stillness felt better than anything that came before, causing her to orgasm unexpectedly. Her pussy squeezed and swallowed his cock, begging him to join her. Elijah resisted only for a moment, then surrendered, leaving him groaning and shaking with her. A sweet, transcendent wet warmth filled the space between all the atoms of her body, as her uncle gave himself to her. It was a glorious sensation; one she'd become familiar with and grown to have an unending appetite for. But this time was different. Somehow, she knew, in some inexplicable place deep inside her. She felt it take root and start to grow. Teagan rested her hand on her stomach as Elijah emptied the last of his seed in her, palm filled this time not with hope, but with certainty.

"I love you," she heard Elijah whisper. Panting and out of breath, he let her go, his sweat slickened fingers leaving red imprints under her knees where he had held her. Teagan contented herself to lay there on top of him, and only when his cock slipped out of her did she finally flip onto her stomach so she could look into his eyes, those green eyes that watched her grow and loved her in ways no one else could, when she said "I love you too." She kissed him lightly, first on the nose, then the lips.

"I don't want you to go," said Elijah.

"And I don't want to go. But we promised. And I need to finish school. I have to. I'll hate myself if I don't." She cupped his cheek. His whiskers were coarse, compelling her to scratch them. "You helped me understand that, so thank you."

Elijah nodded. "You're welcome kiddo. And thank you for a wonderful send off. This was perfect."

"I should be thanking you. You fucked my brains out." Teagan couldn't contain her giggles; she was soaring high on the post-coital bliss she loved so much. "Seriously, I can't think straight. And my pussy hurts."

"You've got quite the potty mouth these days young lady."

"Shut up, it's your fault. I'm no longer innocent because of you."

"No, you're not." Elijah gently tugged a lock of her hair. "You've grown into a beautiful, smart young woman, and I couldn't be prouder. Your mom and dad would be too."

Teagan remembered all the times her dad had told her he was proud of her, causing a single tear to drip down her left cheek. Elijah wiped and kissed it away. "Are you ready for tomorrow?" he asked.

"No. Yes. It's--"

"Complicated, I know."

"I know it's stupid, but I feel like once I leave here it all becomes real. That mom and dad are truly gone."

"It's not stupid. I know because I feel the same. At least with you here, it doesn't feel like I've had to truly say goodbye. But now..."

"This isn't goodbye Uncle Eli. Not for us. Far from it..."

"How can you know that?"

Teagan looked away, so her uncle couldn't see her smile, and the sparkle in her eyes. "I just do."

"What are you up to?"

"You'll see. For now though, just lay with me. Please?"

Elijah tightened his arms around her. "There's no place I'd rather be."

They left as soon as the sun was rising the next morning, to give themselves time to visit the cemetery. The day was just as pleasant as it had been a week ago, when her parents were laid to rest, giving Teagan a morbid sense of déjà vu. It was quiet; not a single person could be seen in any direction around them.

Her mom and dad were buried together, under a single headstone, one of many in an endless ocean.Michael and Lindsay Williams,it read. Beloved mother, father, and friend.Seeing it again weakened Teagan's legs, causing her to collapse onto her knees and weep, long and violently. Despite a week of tears, it felt like she was crying for the first time again.It hurts, it hurts so bad,she thought.I want it to stop, but I don't. Because if it does, I'll forget them, and I don't want to.She heard the grass beside her rustle, felt a soft hand rest on her shoulder. Never had she been more grateful it was there.I love him,she prayed to them.He did nothing wrong. We did nothing wrong. I hope you see that...

The trip was long, and they drove in silence, holding hands and neither speaking a word until East Shores University came into view, its oddly shaped facility peeking out through the surrounding alpines. It was an old school, one of the oldest in the country but not especially prestigious, founded on the coast of a great lake and known more for its sporty campus life than its academics. This, along with its proximity, was why it had been Teagan's college of choice. Seeing it all again, the trees and the water and the students wandering to and from class, how it had all stood still after so much had changed, was oddly comforting.