The Linen Closet

Sequel to An Unforgettable Shower

Disclaimer: I’m not affiliated with Passions, JER, McKenzie, Galen, or anybody else!

Rating: Rated R of course!! LMAO!!

“I’m really sorry Luis,” Sheridan said as they walked hand-in-hand into the Crane mansion. “Tell me again why we’re here,” Luis replied. “It’s like I told you earlier. Ivy was so happy when she heart I was alive that she decided we should have a celebration dinner.” Sheridan explained. “I’d rather celebrate along in your bedroom,” Luis seductively said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a mischievous smile. “Luis!” she giggled. “After that shower, we’ve been celebrating by ourselves all day long. Besides, I have a surprise for you!” “Oh you do? Well what is it?” he anxiously asked. “Come on I’ll show you,: Sheridan answered as she grabbed his hand and led him to the dining room. She opened the door and they stepped inside.

“SURPRISE!!!” Luis’ face filled with shock as he looked around. “Mama, Miguel, Theresa...what are you guys doing here?” “I invited them,” Ivy answered as she sat down next to Ethan. “Sheridan insisted that I make this a celebration dinner for you becoming Detective as well. She said that you deserved some attention, and I agreed.” Luis pulled Sheridan into his arms and gave her a strong hug. “Thank you. I love you so much.” “I love you too, Luis. Congratulations.” she said as she leaned up and gave him a kiss. He tightened his hold on her and deepened the kiss. “Ahem,” Pilar cleared her throat. “Congratulations mijo.” “Thanks mama,” Luis blushed as he and Sheridan broke apart. He pulled out a chair for her and then sat down.

A servant arrived and poured them all a glass of champagne. “I’d like to propose a toast,” Ethan said, rising from his chair. Everybody held their glasses up. “To Sheridan, for being a brave, strong, willing, and independent woman. And for being the greatest aunt in the world. And to Luis, for not only protecting her, but making her happy as well. May the lives you two share be filled with joy, happiness, love, and all the other wonders of the world.” Everybody clunked glasses and took a sip. Sheridan laughed at Miguel’s facial expression when he drank it. “First timer, huh?” “Yes,” Miguel replied. “First and last. That stuff is gross!” “You get used to it,” Sheridan replied.

“Yeah Sheridan, turn my little brother into an alcoholic,” Luis teased. “Hey!” she poked him. “I was just giving him some information.” “Don’t worry bro, I won’t be drinking anymore of that.” The waiters came and served everybody dinner. “Dinner is served.” Ivy said after they left. “Mmm..this looks delicious.” Theresa noted. “Yes it does. Thank you Ivy,” Pilar agreed. “Oh there’s no need to thank me,” Ivy interrupted. “I would do anything for you and your family.” Sheridan leaned over and took Luis’ hand as everybody carried on their own conversations. “Do you like your surprise?” “Yes I do,” Luis replied. “I can’t wait to give you a proper thanking later.” Sheridan giggled and gave him a kiss. “Neither can I.” She noticed the look Pilar gave them an decided to back off. When Luis looked at her puzzled, she nodded towards Pilar and he gave her an understanding look.

They had just began eating when Sheridan felt Luis’ foot start rubbing her ankle. She looked at him and gave him a grin. His foot continued up her leg throughout dinner. They had just been served dessert when Sheridan decided to return the favor. She pushed her shoe off and slipped her toes underneath the bottom of Luis’ slacks. She then brought her foot back out and rested it on his knee. Luis was about to take the first bite when Sheridan decided to have some fun. She ran her foot over his manhood as he finally took a bite. “Mijo are you okay?” Pilar asked as Luis coughed from nearly choking on his cake. “I’m fine mama,” Luis coughed. “I’m just not used to that much chocolate.” He looked over at Sheridan who was trying her hardest not to laugh. “I’ll get you back for that,” he whispered in her ear.

“I’m counting on it,” she laughed. Ivy noticed the smoldering looks that had been passing between Sheridan and Luis all night long. She knew they wanted to be alone already. “Well everybody,” she started, “I’d like to thank you for coming. But it’s getting late and I’m sure Sheridan and Luis are tired. It’s been an eventful last couple of days,” she added, winking at Sheridan. “Goodnight.” Sheridan and Luis got up and hugged everybody goodnight. “Luis can we take the back way out? I’d really love some fresh air.” Sheridan asked. “Of course sweetie. Not that I missed Julian, but would it have killed him to at least make an appearance at his sister’s celebration party?” Luis asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I know better than that. Julian probably claimed he had more ‘pressing matters’ to attend to,” Sheridan explained.

“And that doesn’t bother you?” “No. It’s always been that way. It’s better without him. Besides, all I want and need is you.” “Well I’m glad, because I’m always going to be here for you.” Luis replied as he gently nibbled on her earlobe. His hands automatically became active and began massaging her stomach. “Luis,” Sheridan entreated, dragging her heels, “I know where this is leading, and I don’t think...” “What? That we should express our love for each other?” He laughed. His grin was crooked and simply adorable as he caught her by the waist and spun her around in the middle of the corridor, sending her skirt billowing. “I think it should be crystal clear by now that we don’t need a bedroom or a bed to get into trouble.” Sheridan blushed as she remembered their first interlude in the shower that morning. “Hey!” she giggled as he tickled her. She swatted his hands. “Luis stop it!”

It only took a few seconds for him to capture both of her delicate hands in one of his. He backed her up against the wall with her hands held high above her head, and continued with his tickling assault until she could barely stand. “This isn’t fair,” Sheridan protested. But Luis didn’t seem to care. She was past laughter and into hiccups now. “I’m not gonna sleep with you here!” His fingers grew more gentle, and he switched to kisses, barely brushing his lips over her soft cheeks and the tip of her nose. One hand still clasped both of hers out of the way, but his free hand roamed down her side. He slid his hand under her sweater and up her soft, silky skin.

Sheridan moaned as he slid the stretchy fabric of her bra out of the way, and cupped and teased her breast until her nipple peaked hard into his palm. God he was good at this. “Luis...” “Who says I have sleeping in mind?” he whispered hotly, blowing into her ear and making her shiver. “Who says I don’t want to make love to you right here in the hallway?” “You can’t.” “Oh yes,” he said determined, “I can.” He shoved her against the wall, greedily finding her mouth. He released her hands as he lifted her off the floor. Sheridan didn’t mean to kiss him back. She didn’t mean to tangle her arms and legs around him, but she did. Somehow her skirt ended up bunched around her waist as her bare thighs rode his hips.

She ripped his shirt open and he pushed her sweater up over her arms, casting it away. His lips moved to her neck as he undid her bra and tossed it aside, exposing her full, round breasts to his hungry eyes. “Fabulous,” he murmured with a voice so low and thick that she shivered. Trapped between his gorgeous body and the wall, with his skin pressed to hers, torso to torso, hip to hip, she already was skating on the edge of an incredible, intoxicating pleasure. “Wait, wait.” Gasping for breath, she placed her hands on his face, searching his dark lust-filled eyes. “We can’t...in the hallway I mean. What if someone comes?” “Sheridan this mansion is huge! We’re the only people up here.” His voice was low and unsteady as he assured her. “My family left by now, and Ivy’s probably off in her room. We’re all alone up here.”

“Okay, but what if..” His mouth covered hers once more as he cut her off. His hands peeled her panties down. She let out a load moan as he squeezed her bottom, urged her nearer, and rocked her into a rhythm she couldn’t deny. Oh, Lord. They were actually going to do this in the hallway. She had never felt so turned on in her life. She twisted to reach for his belt. She scrambled for the buckle, dying to get this moving, wanting to fulfill this mounting need. Sheridan moaned again as his slacks pulled around his ankles and she felt his very aroused manhood pressed against her. Luis let out a low, throaty growl as she hooked one leg around him and rubbed up and down against him. She was so wet and so ready, yet they had barely begun. “Stop.” he stiffened. His hand gently covered her mouth, keeping her still. “Did you hear that?”

Sheridan didn’t hear anything but her own heartbeat. Or was that his? But he held her there, smashed into the wall, as he listened. And then she heard it too. Voices. Low, intense voices, coming up the stairs and heading towards this hallway. Her eyes met Luis’. What now? She was still dizzy and burning with desire, and in no condition to either get her clothes back together or crawl twenty feet down the hall into the bedroom. But they couldn’t stay where they were because the voices were growing louder. Just as she began to hyperventilate, Luis wrapped his arms tightly around her and hurled both of them inside the nearest door. A linen closet. It was as large as linen closets went, but barely big enough for two people.

She was still stuck to Luis’ hard body, still excited and trembling. He dumped her onto a shelf full of white sheets, spun around, ducked far enough into the hall to grab his their clothes, and came careening back in. Quickly, he pulled Sheridan back into his arms. He kissed her hard and fast, and then held her there, secure in his amazing embrace. She had no idea if this was a protective gesture, in case someone opened the closet door, or if he was just too far gone to rein in his libido completely. Breathing heavily, Sheridan was trying to get herself under control. She could make out two voices now. And one of them was Julian’s.

Her fear of discovery, and her curiosity over what Julian was doing here and with whom, mixed together in some crazy way, heightened the adrenaline and desire still sizzling through her veins. She wiggled suggestively against Luis, just a little, enjoying the idea that she could torture him for once, and that he couldn’t act on it while they were stuck in here. She knew he understood the dangerous game she was playing when his eyes narrowed and his heartbeat quickened next to hers. “There’s nobody up here. Just an empty hallway and you and me.” Julian claimed outside their closet. “Oh, baby,” the woman returned hotly, in a nasal, almost whiny voice. Definitely not Ivy. “Wanna do it right here?” She looked at Luis as she heard slushy, smacky noises that could only mean one thing. Julian and his bimbo were making out in the hall.

Luis’ hands framed her face, then tangled themselves in her hair. Gently, he slid his mouth over hers. She closed her eyes and savored the taste of his delicate tongue. The goings-on outside briefly faded from her thoughts. Inches away, a woman moaned. “Oh Jul Jul, I want you big boy.” Jul Jul? Big boy? Sheridan couldn’t help it. A giggle bubbled up. Luis’ hand immediately covered her mouth, but Rebecca said “I thought I heard something.” “Naaahh. It was nuthin’. Just a creak or somethin” Julian replied, obviously drunk. “Oh Julian,” Rebecca panted, “I want you now, but now here, not in the hallway.” Sheridan closed her eyes, pleading with whomever might be listening to her prayers. Please, don’t let them pick the closet too! But then Rebecca whispered “Let’s go outside, back to the garden, where we did it before.” In a flirty, little-girl voice she inquired, “You liked it there, didn’t you big boy?”

“The bench in the garden shed?” Julian sounded perplexed, almost whiny. “I thought you said you got a splinter.” “No, no,” Rebecca snapped. “I meant the gazebo. It’s dark. No one will see us.” Rebecca and Julian both chuckled. There was a muffled thump against the wall and then another, followed by an audible groan. Lovemaking noises outside, lovemaking inside, what was it about this hallway? The closet was hot and the air was close, and perspiration trickled down Sheridan’s cleavage. But it was nothing like the heat raging inside her. Luis had one hand over her mouth and the other on her breast, tweaking her nipple, pinching her and deliberately plaguing her until she wanted to scream with frustration. She felt like sliding down his amazing body and melting into a puddle on the floor of the linen closet.

If her damn brother and his horny bimbo didn’t leave this hallway within the next 10 seconds, Sheridan was gonna climb on top of Luis and take him anyway. Her thoughts were interrupted by footsteps. They were leaving. Thank god, they were leaving. As the voices and footsteps subsided, Sheridan let out a long breath. She grabbed Luis at the precise moment he grabbed her. They pushed the last scrapes of clothing out of the way. Luis pressed her back into the shelf, kissing her with all his might, caressing her body as she wrapped her legs around him. When he plunged inside, hard, hot, wonderful, so full and so welcome, Sheridan met him stroke for stroke. She cried out her immense relief, her escalating pleasure.

“More Luis..more!” She screamed. Already. Already it was building and pulsing, pushing her to a wonderful world full of ecstasy. She remembered now. She remembered how fast and hard she came the first time, and the second...But she’d have to think about that later. Right now, all she could take in was Luis and his flesh next to her flesh. His strong, long, sweaty body ramming her into the wall. “Oh my god Sheridan!!” Luis screamed as he catapulted into another world. His body shook with intense pleasure as he released inside of her. “LUIS!!! Oh god Luis!!” Sheridan yelled. Her body spasmed and a wonderful feeling overtook her as she also climaxed. It was mindless. It was marvelous. And she couldn’t wait to do it again.

Luis couldn’t believe he’d just made love to Sheridan in a closet. Towels, sheets, and pillowcases spilled to the floor and they hadn’t even noticed. His mind had been on one single thing - to make love to Sheridan, rough and fast, to take her somewhere neither of them had ever been. “Are you okay?” he whispered, pulling back far enough to survey the damage they had created. He didn’t know why he was even bothering to keep his voice down, after he’d screamed her name and she’d shouted his. Not to mention the fact that they’d pounded into the wall loud enough to wake the dead. Thank goodness everybody else slept on the other side of the mansion.

As he gave her a quick glance, he noticed that her face was flushed and her mouth a little puffy from relentless kisses, but other than that she seemed fine, much to his relief. “Sheridan?” he said again, carefully scanning as much pale skin as he could make out in the dim closet, “Are you sure you’re okay?” “I’m fine,” Sheridan smiled lazily, stretching and yawning. “Could we try this again, maybe take a little more time, maybe somewhere a little more comfortable?” she laughed. He sighed. She really was okay. Better yet, she wanted to do this again. He helped her up and they got dressed as quickly as the could, considering they were still shaken up by their wild lovemaking. He slid the door open enough to check the hallway. “All clear,” he said. “Let’s go.”

They ran the whole way back to her cottage, careful not to be seen by anybody. Once safely back in her bedroom, Luis dived under the covers while Sheridan took a quick shower. The minute his head hit the pillow, he realized how tired he was. Maybe a nap would be a good idea before they started round two. Well, round two tonight. He was too tired to remember just how many rounds occurred between the shower this morning and dinner. After a couple of minutes, Sheridan emerged from the shower in a pair of silk PJ’s. Either she had sleep on her mind, or she was into getting her clothes ripped off again, Luis thought. She was just as sexy in PJ’s as she was without anything on.

Sheridan slipped under the covers and scooted closer to Luis. They entwined their arms and legs. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.” she said. “It’s okay. I just needed a nap. Life with you is exhausting!” Luis laughed. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Sheridan replied as she kissed him and they continued their night of wild lovemaking.

THE END

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