Forbidden Fruit: Volume 1 (8 page)

Chapter Two

I woke up to my alarm the next morning at seven. I’ve never gotten up that early in my life. Crawling out of bed, I grabbed a change of clothes and my toiletries and headed off down the hall toward the shower. I walked passed a few girls who were already dressed and on their way to breakfast, one of them shooting me an odd look.

Glancing down, I saw why.

Shit
. I was only wearing a light pink tank and my bright pink and blue striped panties. I was so used to going from my bed to the shower in whatever I slept in, I hadn’t even thought twice about it this morning.

At least I’m not naked.
Because that could’ve
so
easily have been the case.

Moving a little faster, I held my stack of clothes a little tighter to my chest. Just as I reached the doors to the bathroom, Max rounded the corner.

Oh fuck, no.

If there was ever any proof needed that I was not a morning person, now was it. This moment was it. My hair was ragged, I had huge bags under my eyes from lack of sleep, and god knows what my breath smelled like right now. I looked and felt like crap. This was not the time I want to run into him.

Too late.

He spotted me, and smiled. I blushed, as his gaze ran over my body, right down to my toes. I didn’t even
want
to know what he was thinking right now.

“Sleep well Maya?” he asked, in that husky voice of his. I nodded, and swallowed hard, not trusting words to come out of me right now. “Maybe I’ll see you later.” His eyes twinkled as they swept over me once more. I nodded and practically fell through the door, into the bathroom.

Was he checking me out? He was
so
just checking me out. My heart swelled until I saw my reflection in the mirror. Ugh.

He was so not checking you out.

I quickly showered and dressed, before making my way to the cafeteria, just in time to see it closing. Sherry, who I’d learned was my roommates name, smirked at me as she walked past.
Great
. This day just got better and better.

I wandered outside with a couple of books and went in search of my tree from yesterday. I set myself up with and began to read.

To look at me, you probably wouldn’t expect me to be such a book snob, but it was the one thing that had always been there for me. No matter how hard life got, I could always lose myself in a good book, and for a few moments at least, my life would suck a little less.

I was well and truly engrossed in the love story of Christian and Ana when someone sank down into the leaves next to me. I looked over and saw Max. He held out a bag.

“Mrs Gromsby, from the cafeteria saw you arrive late and felt bad,” he explained. He glanced around. “It took me ages to find you. I don’t think anyone even knows about this place back here.” I grabbed the package and peeked inside. Nice. An apple and two chocolate muffins. My day had just been made.

“Thanks,” I grinned. “If I’m not supposed to be here I can move.”

“No, it’s fine, I was just surprised, that’s all.” He pointed to my book. “Just doing some light reading?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Uh, yeah,” I blushed.

Why couldn’t I have been reading anything other than Fifty Shades? My heart jumped to my throat as he picked it up and flicked through it. He read a few passages, his eyes widening in shock.

“I didn’t even…I’ve never even heard of a spreader bar,” he announced, his expression mortified.

I laughed and snatched the book from him, sticking it under my bum. He shook his head, amused by my embarrassment.

“My sister goes crazy over that shit,” he grinned. “Never understood it. Why not read something with an actual plot?”

“It does have a plot, thank you,” I replied indignantly. “Just because sex, romance and a happy ending isn’t your idea of a good read.”

“I never said that,” he chuckled, his eyes meeting mine. My heart jumped again.

I was distracting myself by fumbling with my water, when I felt the book being swiped from under my ass.

“Hey, give it back,” I yelled, reaching for it.

He tucked it behind his back, just out of my reach, his eyes twinkling with laughter. My lips we so close to his that I couldn’t help it. I kissed him, my lips pressing against his.

What the hell was I doing?

I began to panic, mortified, as I waited for him to push me away and chastise me for kissing him. But then I felt it.

He was kissing me back.

I felt his arm moved under the back of my shirt, exploring my skin as we kissed. Glancing around to make sure we were alone, I maneuvered myself until I was straddling him. He held onto my hips as I rocked myself against his hardness.

“Maya, no! We cant. I’m…we can’t do this…”

I cut him off, my long red hair falling around his shoulders as I kissed him. Working my hand under my skirt, I unzipped his pants and released his thick, hard cock. He gasped as I began to work my fingers up and down his length.

“Oh, god…” he gasped, his hand palming the grass beside him as I worked his length. This was what I was used to. Oh, the power of having a vagina and breasts.

I moved down a little, and flashed him a smile.

“Give me a heads up if someone’s coming, okay?”

Before he could respond, my lips closed around his cock, my tongue twirling circles around his tip. I took him in my mouth and began to suck, first gently, then harder, and harder.

“Fuck,” he gasped, as his hand gently gripped my head. His fingers stroked my hair, getting lost in my thick red locks as he guided his thickness deeper inside my mouth.

I took him in as far as I could, my tongue curling around his length. His whole body clenched as the blood began to pulsate through his stiff cock. He let out a groan, as my tongue teased the tip of his cock, tasting his precum. I smirked as I felt him resist the urge to shove himself even further down my throat.

“Fuck, yeah…”

His voice trailed off as his warm release coated the back of my mouth. I continued to roll my mouth up and down his shaft, licking up the remnants of his cum. Eventually, he pushed me away, too sensitive to take anymore.

I sat up and smiled as I wiped my mouth.

“I’ll have to bring you lunch more often,” he chuckled as he zipped up his pants. I laughed. He looked exhausted as he ran a hand through his hair and repositioned himself so he was lying on his side, facing me. “Seriously, that was….I have no words.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I said, laughing. I reached for the apple and took a bite, not realizing how hungry I was. I blushed as he continued to stare at me. “What?”

“Nothing. I’ve met a lot of people, but nobody quite like you.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” I chuckled nervously, running my fingers through my hair.

I didn’t do complements well. Mostly because I hadn’t received them very often, and the few times I had, they’d usually meant someone wanted something. To get one after the fact was…different.

“You act so sure of yourself, Maya, but I wonder how much of that is really just an act.”

I turned to him, a little taken aback by his statement.

“You think you know me after two conversations and a blow job?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” his voice trailed off as it became apparent he had no idea what to say to me.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t trust easily. Everything comes with a price, you know? Nobody does anything just to be nice these days.” I reached into the bag for a muffin, offering him the other one. He shook his head.

“Well, expect for maybe Mrs Grombsy.”

“Oh no, you should’ve seen what she had me doing in that storeroom,” he joked. “And you thought this was hot.” He made a face. I rolled my eyes. Funny guy.

“I didn’t see you saying no just then, right?” I smirked.

He flushed, the red running deep under the collar of his shirt.
Case and point.

“I’ve got a meeting to get to, Maya.” He moved to his feet, and then hesitated. “Not everyone is a bad person,” he added.

“I don’t think that at all,” I argued. “I just think everyone has their own agenda. Which is fine. You need to put yourself first. I totally get that.”

He stared down at me and shook his head. “The fact that you really do think that breaks my heart,” he said sadly. He kneeled in front of me and pressed his lips against mine, his gesture catching me off guard. I curled my hands around the back of his head and kissed him back, shivers racing down my spine. I was shocked at how good this felt. He pulled away and smiled, getting to his feet.

“I’ll catch up with you later, okay?” he said. I nodded, and then watched him as he walked away.

What was his agenda? Sure, he hadn’t knocked back the blowjob, but it wasn’t like I gave the poor guy much of a choice. He’d said no enough times he could have probably had me done for assault.

Chapter Three

By my third day, I was starting to settle into the routine. So long as you remembered meal times and stayed out of trouble, this place wasn’t so bad. Max, well he was an added bonus.

I was curled up on my bed, reading, when I heard my name over the speaker system to report to yard duty. Sherry and her skanks chuckled as I left our room.

The funny thing was the joke was on them because I’d rather have done a month worth of duties than sit through another of their gossip sessions. Those girls almost had me wishing I’d been put in adult prison.

They had stayed in our room until late last night giggling like hyenas and bitching about the other girls in the facility, myself included—in front of me. I mean, what the hell? I just didn’t get why they had to be such bitches.

I headed toward the meeting point outside the cafeteria. Max was there waiting for me with a wheelie bin and two giant sets on tongs. I cocked my head and smiled as I approached him. If I’d known it was him I was reporting to, I would’ve dressed up for the occasion.

“Is this your idea of romancing me?” I chuckled, taking one of the sets of tongs from him. He narrowed his eyes at me.

“No, this is because you’re rostered on for duty all this week. They would have told you to check the duties roster when you came in?”

Shoot.

“I forgot,” I said, making a face. He rolled his eyes.

“I figured as much.”

We walked in silence for a few minutes, picking up the odd bit of litter. Finally, Max spoke.

“Listen Maya, yesterday…it shouldn’t have happened.”

“You didn’t enjoy it?” I asked innocently, twirling a strand of hair around my finger. He flushed and averted his eyes.

“No. I mean yes. What I mean is, I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that.”

“The way I saw it, I instigated everything,” I reminded him. “That’s how it looked from my angle, anyway.” I glanced down at his crotch, then back up at his face and winked.

He laughed. “Regardless of how things looked, that’s not something I’ve done before, and it’s not something I’ll be doing again.”

Oh come
on
. I could already tell from the tone of his voice how easy it was going to be to get him to break that rule. And how much fun that was going to be.

“Okay,” I shrugged, pretending it was no big deal.

His shoulders relaxed, and he looked relieved.

“So, Max, what made you decide to become a prison guard? Life long ambition?” I asked playfully. He shook his head at me and wheeled the bin down the path, as we both continued to pick at the litter.

“I always had the dream of going into the FBI or something like that. But, I’ve been here for eight years now.” He shrugged. “I don’t mind it. Most of the girls that get sent here are spoilt, rich brats who know someone in the system, but occasionally someone comes along who you can just tell would benefit from a little help.”

“Someone like me?” I questioned, raising my eyebrows.

Maybe that was it? Maybe I was his challenge of the month?

“I didn’t say that,” he chuckled. “Some people just need a bit of luck in life, you know? They need someone on their side for once.”

I did know. I knew all too well. I could look back on countless occasions were I wished I’d had someone in my corner. Not that it mattered now. I’d spent way too much time relying on myself. I was beyond help…wasn’t I?

“You’re deep in thought,” he commented.

“Just thinking. I wish I’d had someone like you in my corner, growing up. What sucks is that more of the kids who need this kind of support get shuffled into places like Perry Road.” I glanced sideways at him. “A place like that would benefit more from a guy like you,” I added softly.

He stopped, just short of our tree, and laughed heartily.

“That place would eat me alive. At least here, I can fool myself into thinking I’m making a difference.” He sat down, patting the ground next to me. “Sit.”

I groaned. “Is this where you give me the big speech about it not being too late to turn my life around?”

I sat down anyway, pulling my knees up to my chest. I liked the way his eyes darted toward my bare skin as my skirt rode up. I liked the power it gave me.

The only way I was ever going to feel like I was achieving something was by using what I had between my legs.
That
gave me power. I pulled my skirt up a little further, pretending to be checking out my thighs. He watched me, a pained expression on his face. I glanced at him innocently.

“Don’t play with me, Maya. You’ve no idea what you’re unleashing here.” His voice was two tones deeper and gruffer than a moment ago, as he stared at me. My heart skipped a beat. He wanted me. I could see it in his eyes.

That was all the encouragement I needed.

Leaning over, I met his lips with my own. He kissed me back, his mouth on mine, tasting me, as his hands rode up under my shirt. I sighed, closing my eyes, as his hands roamed freely over my skin. Then he was on his feet, his arms outstretched toward me. I took his hands, letting him bring me up off the ground and into his embrace.

“I can’t keep my hands off you,” he muttered as he unzipped his shorts. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he hoisted me onto his hips. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a condom and rolled it over his rock hard erection.

“Oh,” I gasped, as he pushed me up against the tree.

He moved aside my panties and thrust himself inside of me. His lips devoured mine as his thickness moved deeper and deeper inside of my wet pussy.

“You’re not making this leave you alone thing easy,” he grunted.

He closed his eyes and lifted his head back, his mouth falling open as he released inside of me with one final push. Laughing, I kissed him, running my hands through his sweat-drenched hair.

“I’m glad you can’t leave me alone. I’m enjoying this side of you.” I giggled as he set me down, both of us collapsing onto the grass in a heap. I rested my head on his shoulder.

“This is all a game to you, isn’t it?” he shook his head with a smirk. “You know how irresistible I find you, and you’re playing with me.”

He thought I was irresistible? My heart began to pound. It scared me how much I liked hearing that.

“I just think we are both consenting adults…why shouldn’t we be able to do what we want?” I shrugged, as if it were that simple.

He laughed and wiped his forehead.

“If only things were that easy, Maya. I could lose my job, you could lose your place here…I just don’t think you completely understand what’s at stake here.”

I turned to face him, not enjoying the way he was making me feel right now. I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what this was, and I knew what could happen.

This was just the way I was. I connected with sex. The only time I felt in control of my life was when I was having sex.

“I better get back before someone notices I’m gone,” I mumbled, getting to my feet.

“Wait.” He struggled to his feet and grabbed hold of my arm. “I’m sorry if I upset you. I didn’t mean—”

“I know, it’s fine, okay?” I forced a smile. He nodded, not looking convinced, but didn’t try to stop me.

I practically ran back to my room, not sure why I was suddenly feeling so emotional. I felt like I was about to burst into tears. This was so not me. I was the master of hiding my emotions; it was just about the only thing I did well.

What the hell was wrong with me?