The Guard

Chapter Six- Serpentine

“I want you…” He spoke into her ear as this sudden breath sent shivers throughout the entirety of her scantily dressed figure. Lilianna parted her lips to take in any air she could manage as his touch suddenly began to trace her leg in a slow succession; rising higher and higher at a leisurely pace. She became anxious to where it was he would press his fingerprints into her skin as she begged it would be between her thighs; but as he passed this damp apex, he would tease the top of her panties, before continuing higher still. Every second of this painfully slow tracing had made her arch beneath his fingers-her lips parting further to accept a kiss at any given moment, and her breathing unsteady from the unknowing of what his end ambition desired. 

“Julian…” She whimpered his name as she could feel him smile beside her as his lips were now pressed beside her ear and his breath was hot upon her skin. The feeling of his scruffed face had felt pleasant to her own soft touch as his fingers finally reached her face and set his touch to turn her to him. Despite the fact she had taken a few lovers since the relinquishment of her virtue as sixteen, she had never been quite as roused or hungry for a touch such as this. 

“You drive me crazy…” He spoke to her, his accent having tweaked the delivery of the words in such a way that made the spoken phrase that much more of an imprint to her memory. She had wished to give herself entirely to him in this moment and wished she never would have dressed in anything following the previous night’s shower as anything she wore had been another obstacle she would have to remove to feel his body upon her own. “I just want to make you come…” He explained as she responded with a moan through her clenched teeth as his fingers now centered between her legs. 

“I thought you couldn’t stand me…” She muttered as her lips then moved into the formation of a perfect oval as he used his fingers to touch her bud and encircle her precious pearl that offered her jolts of electricity and pleasure throughout her entire body. 

“Sometimes,” He teased before quickly continuing to speak and pleasure her in unison. “But right now, I just want to please you…” Her fingers wrapped within the sheets at either side of her as she struggled to remain still against his fingers prodding her womanhood. He was slow yet thorough as he traveled the valleys of her thighs and dove into the cavern of her s*x. Immediately, he was met with her body rising and falling to his attempts to bring her lust to his fingers. “God, you’re soaked…” He commented while pressing his middle finger into her with a slow entrance that forced a moan from her throat. He chuckled to himself to gain such a response before moving to and from her core, allowing his finger to become buried within her and then withdraw with the evidence of her having been satisfied by him. 

This continued for an impressive duration until her stomach began to cramp with the feeling of her o****m forming within her body. Lilianna was manic as she fought to find something to grip onto that would allow her the chance to channel every ounce of pent up aggression through her fingers. But the sheets were far too thick and the headboard was far too high, leaving only his body as a possibility. She was eager to hear his sounds of pleasure and with the attempt to discard him of his belt and bring her hand to his erect member that had been growing against her leg during the entirety of this interaction, she was met with his second hand stopping her from doing so. 

“This is all for you…” He explained as he held her hand down at her side and now pressed his palm against her lower lips as his finger continued to penetrate her in quickening repetition. A smile remained to his mouth as she became undone beneath him; her body clenching and falling to a successful o****m brought by his touch alone. However, as she had come to feel the sudden rush of ecstasy surge throughout her body, she was met with the cold of the blankets alone now wrapped around her as she was made to understand that the entirety of this interaction had been nothing but a dream. Moaning within her sleep, she attempted to turn and take her frustrations out upon the pillow beneath her by releasing a groan into the cotton fabric of her pillowcase before feeling a warm slowly making his way up her leg. 

Slowly, she lifted the blankets from view before finding a large reptile having circled her leg, squeezing her skin, and inching further up her thigh; where she had believed this had been Julian. Her eyes flashed around the room promptly as she could find only his bag from the night before and her own luggage to have kept her company. Of all the times she had wished for his absence, she wished to recant them all in exchange for his presence now as she was unable to do anything but sit and wait to be bit or suffocated when the serpent would wrap around her neck; unaware of the difference between boa constrictors and other serpents.  

“Are you alright?” He asked upon leaving the cloud of steam that followed him from the bathroom and coming upon her face of direct fear. It had taken him only a handful of seconds to realize the reason behind this expression and although he could have taken the snake directly from her thigh, he refrained from doing so as this would mean certain pain for them both. 

“You have to remain absolutely still...until it is preparing to strike you…” He explained as her eyes moved to him, growing even wider than they were originally. Still unable to speak, she was only able to look at him with fear as she kept her eyes closed while the snake now moved its small yet terrifying demonic eyes to face her. Slowly, it began to rise in this preparation to strike her chest as she opened her eyes to find Julian closing in behind the unknowing reptile. Just before the fang would be forced into her skin, it was pulled from her body and forced into Julian’s grasp, where the creature was taken outside of the motel room and shot. 

Although the sudden ring of the blast had reminded her of the night she gained the scar on her stomach, she was thankful to find him returning with the gun set upon the table beside the door. 

“Are you alright?” he questioned as he sat in the bed beside her, finding her trembling, damp with perspiration, and breathing quickly to his presence as well as the pending snake bite. It seemed as though he had ignored his professional need to keep his distance from her as he held one hand to her face and the other to her knee while peering into her eyes to search for an answer regarding her well being. “Did it bite you?” He asked as he began to analyze her skin for himself before coming to the sight of her bosom inviting him to view as he came to realize his sudden sense of care could be mistaken for interest that although present, he could not allow it to be known. 

“I am going to go to the office right now and-”

“Can we just go?” She interrupted him as he glared annoyingly at her. “Please?” The fear in her tone had acted as motivation for him to agree, and so he did, before moving towards the bathroom. In one final moment before he disappeared away from her, she caught the frame of his physique as he had been wrapped in only a towel. A single sleeve of tattoos had been present on the entirety of his right arm; absent below his wrist and that of a flower and birth date written in Roman numerals had been inked on his left shoulder blade; while everything else beneath that had been toned, bronzed, and tempting to her. 

When he exited the room, now dressed-much to her disappointment, he pulled their bags from the floor and placed them within the car as they returned to the road. Pulling his cellphone from view, he called the office and began to yell at them for having serpents within their accommodations and although she had attempted to cease the call by reaching for it, she was left rather touched at how angry he had been for her safety-unsure if it was all part of the job or from his own desire.