Chapter 34 : 7 Minutes in Heaven

Luke's hands gripped my butt, and he lifted me up, sliding me onto a counter or cabinet in the closet. I couldn't tell what I was sitting on. The smooth wood was cool on my backside. He kissed my neck, and I tipped my head back, moaning as I popped one button at a time off Luke's shirt. It was pitch black, making all my senses heightened. He brushed his fingers along my thighs and my skin shivered, puckering with goose flesh. I sighed and shuddered, my fingers curling tightly around the edges of his half-unbuttoned shirt. Luke's lips brushed my ear. He nibbled on my earlobe and then whispered to me. "Is this okay, Cat? Do you want this?" "Yes," I gasped, my hands tightening around his damp shirt. His breathing became ragged, and his hands squeezed my thighs almost painfully. He pried my legs apart forcefully. My stomach fluttered and dropped, and I moaned again. Luke nuzzled my neck and started kissing and nibbling along my throat. Heat pooled between my legs, and thoughts of the storm, the wet and cold, fled my mind. Quickly, I finished unbuttoning Luke's shirt. I pushed it off his shoulders, along with his jacket, and ran my fingertips up and down his sculpted chest. His skin burned hot under my touch, and he released a low gasp. His lips quivered against my neck. Luke pushed my dress the rest of the way up to my waist. He slid his fingers into the lacey edge of my panties. I swallowed hard, and my legs trembled. Luke's thumb brushed over my p*ssy, lightly moving up and down my wet entrance. I sucked my lower lip under my teeth. My fingers moved lower on Luke's chest, down his steel-cut abs to the waistline of his pants. When I slipped my fingers into his pants, Luke growled. He pressed his thumb against my entrance, and a shiver ran through me. I slid my hips forward on the table, hoping he'd push the rest of the way in. Luke hummed softly and pulled his thumb back. I whimpered and groaned in frustration, pressing my forehead to Luke's chest. He found my chin in the darkness and forced my face up. Luke crushed his lips down on mine, causing my stomach to squirm in all the right ways. My p*ssy throbbed, and I wanted him to touch me again. Luke was completely in control. He'd only do what he wanted to do, not what I wanted him to do. Being under his thumb, literally and figuratively, thrilled me. He hooked his finger around the edge of my panties and pulled them aside. He kept my panties out of the way and pushed his forefinger inside me. Pleasure pulsed through my legs as the tip of his finger stroked my insides. I shuddered and gripped the waistline of his pants. Luke moved one finger in and out. He pressed the pad of his thumb to my swollen cl*t. "Mmm." I threw my head back, moaning as he circled my cl*t and moved his finger inside of me. I panted, my breathing getting faster, and lighter, legs quivering as he kept the perfect pace. I cupped my hand around the bulge in Luke's pants, getting a pleased grunt from him. With my other hand, I worked on the button on his pants, applying pressure to his stiff c*ck with my palm. Whenever I pressed against him, he quickened the motion of his fingers, sending more jolts of pleasure through me. Jerking, I moaned against Luke's lips. He pressed his tongue to my lower lip and forced my lips open. His tongue rolled over mine and tasted the inside of my cheeks. I gasped and shuddered, my entire body in flames. My skin was as hot and pulsing as my p*ssy. Luke pulled his hands away from me and grabbed the hem of my dress. He lifted it over my head swiftly and cupped my breasts. He pinched my nipples, rolling them gently between his thumbs and forefingers. I leaned back, finding a wall to rest on. We were still in a cramped closet, after all. Luke ran his hands down my sides and grabbed my hips. He squeezed hard. My eyes rolled back, and I tightened my grip on the bulge in his pants. He muttered something I couldn't understand and then dropped to his knees. At least, I thought he dropped down to his knees from the sounds and movement. I found the back of his head with my hand. Luke kissed the inside of my thigh. His lips moved a little higher, and he started sliding them down my legs. He kissed the inside of my knee, down my calf, pulling my underwear down as he went. His final kiss landed on the inside of my ankle. I giggled at the combination of tickling and pleasure. Luke slipped my panties off the rest of the way. When he stood up, I heard the sound of his pants being unzipped. Reaching out, I grabbed his sides and pulled him closer. He cupped my cheeks and kissed me again, rough and hungry. I wrapped my legs around his hips, locking my ankles behind his back. My mind reeled as I felt the soft tip of his c*ck press against my stomach. Senses completely on overload, I moaned, my fingers flexing around his sides. Luke slipped his arms around my waist and held me in place as he probed lower with his er*ction. My legs shook around him, and I held my breath in anticipation. He squeezed my hips and thrust into my needy, wanting p*ssy. Groaning, I threw my head back against the wall. I closed my eyes and gasped as his thick, juicy c*ck pushed its way inside. I grabbed the back of his neck, and Luke tightened his arms around me. He thrust into me, rough and forceful, sliding in with ease. I tightened my ring of muscles around him, and he groaned, burying his face in my neck. Grunting and panting, he moved faster and faster, arms so tight around me I could barely breathe. I clamped my legs around him and pulled him in deeper. Rolling my hips, I kept up with his forceful thrusts. Luke gasped and closed his mouth on my throat. He started sucking on my sensitive artery, sending pulses of pleasure straight into my throbbing cl*t. Moaning, I curled my fingers into claws on the back of his neck, digging into his skin. He liked that, his c*ck twitching and pulsing inside of me. Luke groaned and nibbled on my throat. Again, I felt it straight down to my cl*t. My legs shook and my abdomen pulsed as a hard climax rippled through me. My insides clamped down hard and Luke groaned, his c*ck releasing into me. Breathing hard, I released my legs and hands from around Luke. He still had his lips pressed to my neck. I could feel his nostrils flare against my skin as he exhaled sharply. Luke's hands gently caressed my back and sides. He kissed my neck and then my cheek, solidifying the feeling of closeness and intimacy between us. "Um… my back is starting to hurt," I said, pushing at Luke. He chuckled and released me. Groaning, I sat up and twisted back and forth, cracking my spine. Luke shifted around and I heard him juggle the doorknob. "Wait. It still sounds like the storm is still going on," I said, grabbing his hand. "I just want to check on things. See if the lights are back on. If the storm has died down enough, we can get out of here," he said. "I don't know, I was just starting to like it here in the closet," I said, giggling. Luke chuckled, but he pulled the door open. The nearest window was halfway across the kitchen. It was blown open, repeatedly slapping against the wall behind it. Rain still poured in, and I saw several flickers of lightning. Before, I'd been cold because my clothes were wet. Now, a gust of icy air blew into the closet, chilling me to the bone. I shivered and rubbed my arms. Luke pulled the door closed quickly and latched it again. "Sorry. It is cold out there!" "I know," I whispered, my teeth chattering. "It was nice and warm in here, before." "It looks like the storm is going to go on for a while. The temperature has dropped considerably. Even if it was safe to drive, we'd never get far with wearing wet clothes," he explained. I was so cold, the idea of putting my damp dress on again made me shiver even more. Luke came up to me and rubbed his hands up and down my arms. "You're freezing," he said. "I know. My hair is really wet, and that's not helping," I said through chattering teeth. "We can't leave until we are able to get back to the resort without freezing to death or dying of exposure," he said. "We could just as easily die of exposure in here," I pointed out, another shiver making my entire body jerk. Luke wrapped his arms around me in a full bear hug. His chest pressed to mine, and I wrapped my legs around him. Instantly, my teeth stopped chattering, and I felt warmer. "Body heat is the best way to stay warm," he muttered into my hair. "Y-yeah," I whispered. I rested my cheek on his chest and let out a long sigh. "Hours, you say, for the storm to pass?" I asked. Luke chuckled in the darkness. "Do you have any objections to being pressed against me in a closet for a few hours?" I giggled and shook my head. "This isn't so bad. I'm still pretty cold." "Oh? Well, I can think of a few ways to warm you up and pass the time," he suggested. I imagined Luke bouncing his eyebrows at me or giving me some challenging smirk. I wished I could see it, but I really didn't mind being alone with him in the dark. "What does any of this mean?" I asked. "Do we go back to our lives after this and forget it all happened?" "Hmm. I think we can figure that out when we get back to our lives. For now, does it have to be more?" he asked. "No, I guess not," I said with a sigh. Luke cupped my face and angled it toward his. Or, what I could make out of his in the darkness. "I told you, I really like you. We can figure out what that means for us later," he said. Before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed my lips. This time, it was tender and passionate, slow and romantic. He hugged me closer. My nipples tightened into little buds, and my skin warmed pleasantly. Luke gently stepped between my legs. I could feel his arousal jump against my thigh. He continued to kiss me slowly, and he moved his arms against my back, slowly laying me down on the table I had been sitting on. This time, he was romantic and slow. He took his time bringing me to climax after climax before finally bringing us together in a heated, passionate embrace that made my entire body sing with bliss.