A Sanctuary for Elle

by Anna Jane

  Mark continued his onslaught on her, pushing her higher and higher towards orgasm. He found her opening with his fingers and pushed two insides her, setting up an exquisite rhythm that had Elle calling out Mark's name. Elle came in a breathless flurry of emotion. Stars appeared before her eyes and she threw her head back in pleasure. 'Oh Mark, yes, oh yes. Ah, ah, Ohh!'

  Mark grew so hard he ached as Elle made the most exciting noises he had heard from a partner before. She responded so naturally to him, without any inhibition. It was wonderful.

  Mark rose from her legs and settled himself on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his back and Mark held himself ready. He leant down and kissed her, thoroughly, carefully. He massaged her breasts with her hands as he kissed her and Elle wriggled her hips impatiently.

  Elle could feel him against her opening, ready but waiting as he kissed her. She ached to feel his length filling her, tried to raise her hips to rub against his silky shaft. He didn't allow her to take him yet though, holding himself back until the last possible moment.

  Mark kissed her again thoroughly and then pulled back to watch her as he entered her. She gasped as he filled her. They fit like a glove, it was tight but perfect, sensation so exquisite they both grew still for a moment. He then began to move, slowly at first but then with more intensity as their orgasm built. On and on he moved, heat built within until they were both crying out with pleasure. The orgasm hit strong and hard, simultaneously bursting within them. Mark kept moving languidly until the feeling inside subsided. They held each other close as they recovered.

  Elle suddenly felt exhausted and let tiredness consume her. With her eyes closed she held Mark tight, loving the feel of him holding her.

  Mark stayed out until he felt he was too heavy for her. He then shifted them onto their side and Elle turned so they were spooned together tightly. Mark reached over to where the unused sleeping bag lay and threw it over them. That way, if they did end up falling asleep, at least they should stay warm. Mark closed his eyes and willed his body to relax. He felt Elle drift off and heard her breathing deepen. She was asleep. He could feel it in the relaxed state of her limbs.

  Mark wished he could sleep too but his brain was suddenly on overtime. Their situation was serious. Being trapped was one thing but would the air run out? Would they get to them I time? Could they be extracted from this nightmare safely? He had tried to keep Elle unaware of the severity of the situation but there were any number of things that could go wrong here. Their moments together only intensified the need to survive this ordeal. He had to get them out of this alive, he couldn't bear to think this was it, that he had finally met someone amazing and he may not live to see her in normal day to day life.

  Mark closed his eyes and rested but did not sleep. He watched the darkness give way to dusk, rays and slivers of light inching through the rocks around them. Elle stirred then turned, shifting her body around to face him.

  'Mark, what's wrong?' she asked.

  'Nothing. I'm just tired.'

  'Why? Did you not sleep?' Elle was confused. He had a major frown on his face.

  'No, I thought one of us better stay awake, just in case, you know?'

  'Well I'm awake now, I feel better, why don't you close your eyes for a minute?'

  Just as he was about to refuse her offer she lifted a hand and began to smooth it over his brow, creating such a lovely sensation that he felt tiredness wash over him. Maybe just for a minute then he thought. He closed his eyes and immediately drifted off.

  Elle watched as Mark's face gradually relaxed. She marvelled at what had occurred between them in this life or death situation. He was a man in a million, she recognised that much, even though she didn't even really know him yet. He was also so handsome it made her ache. His skin was velvet smooth and completely blemish free. She ran her hand across this forehead in slow, languid strokes, easing him to a deeper sleep. The early morning light was shining through the gaps in the rocks now and she could see him so much more clearly. She was amazed that such a stunning man wanted her so much, was this passionate about her. She hoped that when they were out of this car that they could spend some time together, really get to know each other.

  Suddenly Elle heard something. Mark's eyes flickered opened as she drew her hand away from this head and it was then that they heard the loudspeaker. Their rescue was under way.

  Chapter 3

  Mark felt Elle's body tense as they both heard the disembodied voice of the loudspeaker. It was difficult to make out all the words but they heard, 'rescue, landslide, help, hours..' so they knew the emergency services had arrived. Elle moved to get up, intent on getting her clothes. She could not be uncovered and naked when they were finally rescued. Mark prevented her escape by holding her fast.

  'Elle, this can't be the last time I see you. You must promise me that. When we are freed, when we go our separate ways, say you will see me again. Date me, let me take you to dinner. Make love with me more.'

  The look in Mark's eyes made Elle melt. 'I would love to see you again. Any time. Dinner, dates, making love. I've never experienced these feelings with anyone before Mark. I want more of it. More of you. I still want you now, even after hours of making love.'

  The fire in Mark's eyes burned ever stronger. 'Now,' he urged, 'before they save us, one more time.'

  'But Mark, we can't, they're just out there!'

  'Elle it may take hours for them to reach us, you hear the sound of the machines, the diggers, they're a long way off yet. We have time. Please.'

  And with that Elle gave in, despite feeling ever so slightly daring that there was a rescue team, heaven knows how close, working on saving them and they were getting busy, naked as the day they were born!

  Reservations aside, Elle's excitement grew at the unchartered territory. Never before had she been daring enough to have sex in public or with the chance of someone seeing them.

  Mark reversed their positions, moving Elle beneath his strong body. Without prelude he reached down to hook his arms under her legs. He lifted them so that her legs were bent at the knee and raised to her chest. He then put his arms under her knees pushing them closer onto her chest opening her wide and ready for his plundering shaft. He then got into position and with one forceful thrust entered her fully. Straight to the hilt he went, pushing and pushing, her open position pushing him further than even before.

  With her knees to her chest, in a position Elle had never tried before, Mark thrust long, steady strokes deep inside her molten core. His tip reached depths inside she didn't know possible and this only added to the rapid pulse of sensation he was starting.

  Mark captured her lips with his and their tongues tangled in unison, knowingly exploring each others now familiar mouths. His hands cupped both breasts and squeezed and tormented her nubs with experienced hands.

  The combined sensation of his deep thrusts, her tingling breasts and his clever tongue hit her with a sudden forceful climax. She shouted out and he silenced her with his mouth, covering it with his and continuing to thrust as wave after wave hit her.

  His ruthless onslaught continued as she rode the wave of climax and came down to see him still before her, his eyes watching her face as she came. His slow smile gave her a magnitude of pleasure as she looked into pools of languid fire. He continued to move, deep, long thrusts which kept her body tingling with desire. He reached between them to find her slick dewy centre and rubbed in a circular motion with his thumb. The intimate touch combined with the deep, hard thrusts brought on another orgasm, a slow rise with a blissful sudden spark of crescendo as she reached the peak within her. Mark felt Elle rising and let go to lose himself inside her. He pumped his seed deep within her until he felt completely empty and spent. He collapsed into her soft shoulder and held her close.

  'Elle. Elle.' Mark struggled to a sitting position and began to pull clothes on whilst grabbing bits of hers. Elle eased back and upwards confused with his sudden frantic movements.

  'What's
going on?'

  'Can't you hear that? They're close now Elle, and we're naked. Get some clothes on. I don't want your modesty effected.

  'Okay. Pass me my bra and thong could you.'

  'Here's your bra, your thong took a battering though. I don't know if you can wear it.'

  'Okay, I' ll just have to go commando!' Elle eased her trousers up and fastened them with haste. Next came her bra which she covered her sore breasts with. She then put her t-shirt and jumper over the top. When she glanced up she found Mark was pretty much dressed too. He had his shirt and tie looped loosely around her neck. His trousers were on but he left his suit jacket strewn across the floor of the car.

  Their eyes met and so many things went unsaid; Their gaze said volumes though as the electric chemistry still seemed to course around them. How could it still be this potent after all the things they had done together in the last 8 hours?

  Mark opened his mouth to speak just as a huge sound splintered through their silence. The world suddenly opened up and the sunlight shone through, blinding them both momentarily.

  A large figure encased in a massive search and rescue suit appeared at the window and shouted, 'Hey! My name is Dan, and I'll be your rescuer today!'

  Their rescue mission was in full force. Dan calmly explained that they would be removing the window first in order to have room to extract them from the car. They used a machine that looked rather threatening to Elle who was huddled as far from the window as possible next to Mark. It whined into action and the window was cut and sort of sucked away. A large circular hole was created which Dan then spoke through.

  'Okay, we need to get you too out now. I'm going to pass through some protective gear that I'd like you to out on. We'll then ease you out and get you onto a stretcher. Now, no telling me you're just fine, I don't want any of that. You get stuck in a landslide, you get checked by a doctor. No arguments.'

  Neither Elle nor Mark argued, they simply followed the straight-talking man's instructions. Elle was first. She put on the helmet given and padded protective jacket. She then looped on the harness that would connect her to Dan and she was carefully eased out and through the window where waiting paramedic's quickly took her to the ambulance.

  Mark was then removed from the car in the same fashion. He was out quickly and put on another stretcher, whisked towards a different waiting ambulance.

  Elle tried to sit up from her position on the stretcher she had been ordered to lie on. The paramedic asked her to lie down and then informed her that she would be taken to a hospital and checked over thoroughly.

  'But what about Mark? Where's Mark?'

  'He's being taken to hospital too, he is going in the other ambulance. Don't worry he's just fine,' The paramedic tried to reassure her.

  To Elle's distress, she didn't even get to say goodbye or see you soon to Mark. The emergency services just took over and bossed her about. She was frustrated and found herself pushed into the ambulance before she could object. 'What about Mark?' she heard herself exclaim again. 'Where's Mark?'

  The ambulance pulled away swiftly and the paramedic bustled around her, fiddling and checking and doing things Elle considered completely unnecessary. She felt fine!

  The paramedic repeated her earlier words, 'The other patient will go in the other ambulance. You can see him at the hospital.' The paramedic's words reassured her slightly and she let herself relax a little. Closing her eyes she let tiredness encase her banging head. Exhausted. Her mind was spent, she had barely slept. They had been too busy doing other things. Other wonderful things. Things that had made her body sing with happiness. She closed her eyes and felt the tiredness creep in. The paramedic was checking her closely, she was a little delirious, clearly suffering from exhaustion but otherwise seemed fine. Her brief memory lapse caused by sheer tiredness.

  Elle didn't recall the journey to the hospital, she was so tired that she fell fast asleep and didn't surface until she was somewhere entirely different and foreign. It seemed that her life and death experience was well and truly over.

  Chapter 4

  Elle awoke in unfamiliar surroundings. She was clearly in hospital, one look around at the white walls told her that much. She was alone, she felt better, the tiredness that had come over her in the ambulance was now gone. Mark! Where was Mark? Was he okay? Was he still here? She desperately wanted to see him. Touch him. Have him kiss her again. The experience in the car had been incredible, she couldn't bear the thought that she may not see him again.

  Elle sat up in the hospital bed. She felt fine, was fine apart from the myriad of feelings coursing through her based on the experiences of her time alone with Mark. It had been a sexual awakening for Elle. Sex had been vaguely enjoyable in the past but never before had he been brought to such dizzying heights of pleasure before. The man had talent and was so uninhibited it had opened Elle to the pleasures the flesh had to offer.

  She wondered if she would see him again. She surely hoped so. Their meeting of bodies was exquisite and to think that it was over didn't bear thinking about.

  A knock at the door startled her. 'Come in,' she called covering her gown carefully.

  It was the doctor. He informed her that all was fine and that she was free to go. Her clothes were returned and she was pointed in the direction of the en-suite bathroom for a shower if she so wished. Elle was mucky from the rescue, rock and rubble debris had covered her skin in a blackened marks. She thanked him and started towards the shower.

  A second knock at the door surprised Elle and expecting the doctor again, was stunned when Mark walked through the door looking even better than she remembered.

  Mark walked through Elle's door to see her back towards him encased only in a hospital gown. The gown flared at the sides and he caught a glimpse of her pert little naked bottom before she turned to see who it was.

  Surprise, then pleasure registered in her expression as she caught sight of him. They met in the middle of the room, both coming towards each other like a magnet, almost unaware either of them were moving under their own agreement.

  They stood facing each other, Elle unsure of how to react to Mark's unexpected presence. Mark then smiled and Elle felt suddenly exuberant. She smiled back and then watched as Mark's lowered to her mouth. Heat simmered and she glanced down to his mouth. His clever, sexy mouth which had already brought her so much pleasure.

  She licked her lips under his gaze. Mark groaned and then dipped his head to taste her lips. He started the kiss gently, small touches of his lips on hers. It wasn't enough though. Elle whimpered and Mark slanted his head to deepen the kiss. Her mouth opened sweetly for him and he drank in her warmth. Their tongues met and tangled, tasting each other everywhere. Mark's hands slipped from her waist to behind and travelled slowly down to her bottom.

  Cupping her naked bottom in his hands, he pulled her against him and she felt the clear outline of his erection pressing into her stomach. Mark loved the feel of her naked rear in his hands, smooth and pert it fit in his hands perfectly and he squeezed and massaged her against his hardness.

  Mark eased back and looked at Elle's flushed face.

  'Hey,' he smiled, his hands still cupping her softness.

  'Hey,' she returned smiling with happiness.

  'Are you okay?'

  'Yes, and you? All clear with the doctor?'

  'Yep, right as rain thanks. I think it was just for their medical thoroughness, you and me being sent here.'

  'Where were you headed when I walked in?'

  'I was just heading for a shower then I'm going to leave as the doctor said I'm fine.'

  Mark's eyes lifted, a wicked gleam appearing. 'Come on then,' he said. 'I'll help.'

  And with that he turned her, smacked her playfully on the bum and hustled her into the bathroom.

  He looked the door and then turned to her, his eyes hot with desire. 'I want you, Elle.'

  Elle looked at the walk in shower with the draw around curtain, she then looked back at Mark.. Never
before would she have even considered something like this, sex in a shower, in a hospital bathroom! But this man seemed to bring out a wild side in her. An uninhibited, sexual side that she had not explore before now.

  'I want you Mark. Take off your clothes,' she ordered, suddenly feeling bolder than before. He undid his shirt and took off his tie. He then pulled off his trousers and shorts in one long movement and stood up to face her naked. Elle let her eyes trail from his beautiful face down his long, athletic body. His chest was ripped and tanned. Gorgeous to look at. He was already hard and big, so long. She had seen him before but not in this kind of light where everything was clear and exposed. As she stared he shifted impatiently. 'Your turn,' he murmured, his voice once again low and seductive.

  Elle was only wearing a white hospital gown, loosely linked at the back. One tug brought it apart and she let it fall slowly. First over her breasts to expose her hardened peaks and then down past her stomach to fall away at her legs.

  Mark felt his breath hitch as she lowered her robe. God she was beautiful. A beautiful face with gorgeous silky hair trailing down her back and a long willowy body with perfect breasts and curves in all the right places. He stepped towards her and leant to kiss her again. He began with a little prelude this time instead plundering her mouth with a force of passion she had not seen from him yet. He took without asking pushing her mouth into response. Instead of shying away from his passionate onslaught, Elle welcomed the hard pressure of his mouth and met his demands with her own. She needed this fast and furious. She ached to feel him inside her, felt herself already wet.