Under the Counter ~ Luke Danes

21. Seventh Heaven

"Hey," and there Isabella stood, innocently staring down Luke, leaning against the wall of the staircase. She rocked her body back and forth, her right hand holding onto the railing of the stairs, beams of light illuminating her figure from behind. A true angel in plain sight. Her youth on display.

Luke gazed her body up and down. Taking mental notes of the way her slightly messy hair fell down against her shoulders, a strand of hair in front of her forehead running past her right eye, down her flushed cheek.

Her maroon lingerie slip dress with black lace outlining the top of her dress, right above her breasts, and the bottom hemmed with black lace as well, ending on her bare upper thigh. If she were to bend down her entire ass would be exposed.

The thin fabric easily showed the outline of her hardened, erect nipples, driving him insane. Her soft legs, moisturized, the light reflecting on them. Her bare feet against the soft carpet. One leg risen up by her tiptoes.

His Bell. His girl. His and only his.

Her dark brown eyes wandered towards Luke. For some reason, he'd never looked as handsome as he did right now. Sitting in a recliner, just relaxed, a beer in hand. She wished she'd see more of him like this often. He seemed as sexy as ever.

He sat wearing his grey sweatpants, fitting him just right, not too loose and not to tight, also wearing a black fitted tee, showing off his buff arms and muscular figure. She lusted for him. She wanted him to do unspeakable things to her.

She often wondered if he was too good for her. Wondered what made her so special for him to want to be with her. She was no goddess, she thought.

"Hey Bell...what's wrong?" He asked concerned as she was just standing on the last step of the staircase, rocking her body slowly back and forth.

"I can't sleep," she said groggily. She raised up her left hand to rub her tired eyes, using her index and middle finger as they curled up.

"Come here," his voice deepened in the most sexy way possible. She gladly obeyed him. Teasing him as she walked slowly towards him, he shuffled around in his seat to be more comfortable as he opened his legs for her to sit on. His beer still in hand, freshly opened, water beads running down the glass from how cold it was.

He lifted up his hand when she got close enough to pull her closer. She wrapped her small fingers around his large ones as he guided her on top of him.

He wrapped his left arm around her waist as she lifted up both of her legs. She placed both her legs across both of his, allowing her head to rest on his chest. His soft sweatpants rubbing up against her naked legs.

His chest heaved up and down, his breathing growing heavy as he felt the softness of her skin against his lap. The pressure causing him that all too familiar pleasure.

She picked up her head for a moment to study his facial expression. He looked so good as he looked up at her. His face focused on hers, clenched jaw, flexing as he gulped. His Addams apple moved up and down.

His eyes studying hers as well. Shifting from her nude lips to her eyes, as she did to him. They stayed like this for a minute, their tension increasing. She wondered who'd break first.

"Give me a kiss," Luke finally demanded in that same deep, sexy voice. His tone causing butterflies beneath her stomach.

She took one final look at his lips before she lowered her head down to meet his. Her plump lips pressed against his, their lips moved in sync very eloquently.

Her right fingertips lingered above his stubble, clenched jaw, feeling it move with every moment he took. Her left fingertips playing around with the curly hair sticking out his cap in the back of his neck.