Eliza Bennett
Bio
A girl with a dream. And bills to pay.
Stories (2/0)
Dark Delights
It starts with dinner. We meet at a restaurant. Me in a dress, stockings and heels. You in a suit and tie. We sit at a table. I'm so nervous I can barely keep my hands from shaking. And I'm already wet. Wet at the thought of meeting you. Being with you. And you...you know it. You smirk at me, find ways to touch me that are innocent enough but leave me burning. Aching. You order for me and dammit, I like that.
By Eliza Bennett6 years ago in Filthy
The Impossible Can Be Done
It was a Monday night when I found out. October 16th, to be exact. I remember so clearly what we were doing, what we had been talking about, what we had been eating—before my world collapsed around me. I remember reading the texts between them. I could feel the fault lines of my heart rip open as I read his message of "I love you" to someone else. My heart literally shattered as I stared at him through the tears that blinded me. My world had irrevocably changed in that moment.
By Eliza Bennett6 years ago in Humans