Four days had passed. She missed the feeling of fresh air so bad. Karl still wasn't a friendly man but he hadn't pulled out the knife or threathened to kill her again. Luke stayed by her side and they had spent hours talking, catching up, getting to know each other all over again. As much as she hated to admit it to herself, she was starting to develop feelings for him.
Each day Karl would run out and come back with food for them all. Luke had even demanded he bought some clothes for her which she was greatful for. Even though it was only a few ugly dresses and some underwear Karl had returned with, at least she could get changed and not feel like a dirty pig in the same clothes.
She was allowed to take showers and walk around the entire apartment except for Karl's room, and though she did use the shower on a daily basis, she stayed in Luke's room for most of the time, as far away from Karl as possible. Even though he seemed to tolerate her being there, there was still something in the way he looked at her that scared her to death. She did not want to be alone with that man for one second.
Luke sighed as he laid down on the bed and pushed his arm under her neck. It was her fourth day there and they had gotten close. Close enough to snuggle each night. She placed her hand on his chest.
"What's bothering you?" She asked.
"This whole situation. You shouldn't still be here," he answered.
"I like it here at night when it's just you and me in here like this," she said.
He looked down at her and let his free hand run through her hair.
"I like it too but it's still not right," he said.
"Can't we just pay him to let me go? I got some money in the bank," she said.
"I wish. He'll take your money and still not let you go. You'll always be a loose end in his mind," he said.
"Then what can we do?" She asked.
"I'm worried. I'm beginning to think there's only one way out of this whole messy situation and it involves someone being hurt bad," he said.
"Please don't say that," she whispered and pressed her nails into her skin.
He hated himself right in that moment for making her scared like that. He had spoken the truth but he didn't want her to be afraid.
"Hey, I'm not gonna let him hurt you," he said as he wrapped both arms around her.
He dragged her up so her head was right in front of his.
"Look at me," he said.
She looked him in the eyes.
"I promise you, I'm not gonna let him hurt you. I'll hurt him before that if it comes down to it," he said.
He didn't know what made him do it, but right in that moment he just wanted her close and protect her. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She didn't back away. She just looked at him with begging eyes. He leaned in and kissed her again, more demanding this time. She opened her mouth and allowed him inside.
From there it went fast. He couldn't control himself and she sure didn't want him to stop either. He rolled her over on her back. His hands went for the dress and he pulled it off her. He put his hands on her breats, feeling them, playing with her nipples, as he bowed his head down to kiss her stomach. Kiss by kiss he slowly moved down, his nails following the trail of kisses down her stomach.
He looked up at her as he reached the panties. She bit her lip and nodded. He grabbed the panties and pulled them off her, tossing them on the floor. He dug his head down again, his tongue connected with her clit, and she immitiately started moaning. Her moaning was low at first but slowly it grew louder.
He stopped and looked at her.
"I need you to be quiet. Thin walls," he said as he smiled.
"I can't. You're too good at that," she said.
He chuckled, kissed her thigh and came back up to kiss her lips.
"I promise you a full round another day then when he's not around," he said.
"Better make it two for cutting this one short," she teased.
"Deal," he said.
"But that doesn't mean we have to stop completely right now," she said and tugged on his boxers.
He chuckled and got out of bed to remove the boxers. He placed himself between her legs. He kissed her again as he pushed inside her. A little moan escaped her lips. He started out slow but quickly increased the pace. She tried to keep as quiet as possible but it was impossible.
"Ssh," he whispered in her ear.
"I'm trying," she said.
"Try harder," he said and chuckled.
"Stop being so damn good then," she said.
He pushed in harder just to hear her sounds get even louder.
"I can't control myself around you so I'm sorry for this," he said as he placed a hand over her mouth to silence her.
He kept thrusting into her hard and heard muffled screams come out as he made her cum. He smirked and pushed in one last time before cumming himself. He moved his hand from her mouth and kissed her.
"Sorry about that," he said.
"It's alright," she said and smiled.
He rolled down next to her and stuck his arm under her neck again. She rolled up on his chest.
"God damn it, Hope, did we just...?" He started.
"Yep," she said.
"I don't hope you feel like I took advantage of you given this whole shitty situation," he said.
"I don't," she said as she let her fingers run up and down his stomach.
"And don't think for one second this was all about an old high school fantasy that I needed to fulfill," he said and kissed the top of her head.
"An old man fantasy then?" She joked.
"I don't know what to call it but definately something I'd like to do again," he chuckled.