Diamond Soldiers

by Pinki Parks

  “Why don’t the two of you get a room?” Jackson walked toward the door. “I’m going to check the perimeter. Please keep it down.”

  “For once, we are in agreement and I don’t see any time to waste.” I made her gasp out loud when I lifted her into my arms. It was a tender sweet moment with her eyes glazed over. The possibility of getting physical completely sober was hard for either one of us to resist.

  “I don’t need to see this and I certainly don’t need to hear this. Try to keep it down to a dull roar. I don’t want to be scarred for life. In my mind, you are both my brother and sister and this display is sickening. It’s not like it’s going to stop you.” I was carrying her down the hall and was soon kicking the door open to our love nest.

  “This is a lot of information to absorb. Learning you survived from drowning was something surprising. It’s nothing compared to how you are looking at me right now. Do we really dare be open and honest with each other? I don’t want you to think this makes up for your betrayal.” I gently deposited her on the green blanket and she sank into the duvet like a fluffy cloud carrying her to paradise.

  I had to take a step back to frame her between my fingers like an obscene movie. The heroin was explicitly displayed on the bed. Her hair was longer than I remembered it. She was kidding herself into thinking that she could find a normal life. The words I had heard made me pause. This was no time to talk when actions spoke louder than words.

  Her clothes were flying everywhere with my mindset completely on the forbidden love that was unspoken. I knew she was destined to be with another but I couldn’t turn down the opportunity to be with her in the flesh. It wasn’t like she was saying no.

  “I knew you would be impulsive, but I didn’t think that you would be animalistic.” She was playfully covering her breasts and lowering her hands to give me a sample of what was to come.

  “I don’t know what came over me. I’ve harbored these feelings for you for longer than I care to admit. I want to please you and to show you the kind of ecstasy you can only dream about.” I went after her, showing the sizzling desire in my eyes before laying my hands on the back of her knees with my fingers digging into her skin.

  The first time was spontaneous and she really had no semblance of what she was doing. In her mind, I was her fantasy man come to life for one night of sweet bliss. This time, we were both cognizant of our actions. I could feel her smooth skin and the way she trembled to my touch. I crept slowly up along her curves, getting closer to the soaking reminder of her excitement for me. The stain was magnetically pulling my tongue out of my mouth. I was licking my lips and waiting for the right time to strike out like a viper.

  I grabbed the duvet and pulled her toward my outstretched tongue. It penetrated and made her chest arch into the air with her nipples like stone pebbles. Her whole body screamed a sexual aria with the way she moved sensuously for my approval.

  I stripped off my shirt and she ran her fingernails down my chest scratching my nipples. I sighed and closed my eyes for a fluttering moment of a release of endorphins. My lower half was quite pronounced begging me to release it from its confines. We had barely talked and there were so many questions left unanswered. They were going to have to wait.

  I loved the way that her eyes twinkled with mischief. The way she curled her leg over my shoulder and captured my interest was soon followed by her entire body rising from the mattress. I was showing her what it was like to be in my presence during the midnight hour. The rest of the world was locked out.

  I penetrated her deepest recesses in a rapid tongue fucking motion. I didn’t know what was going to satisfy my hunger for her. I was inclined to touch her buttons and see which one was going to make her scream my name. I knew it was on the tip of her tongue. She only needed the right incentive to find a reason to scream it.

  “This is so much better than the first time. I know this is real. It certainly does explain how it could feel like my body was used and abused when I woke up in the morning. You were behind me at the window, pressing my nipples into the glass and leaving a reminder of what we did together.” She was fighting her natural urges and I was determined to draw her out of her shell.

  I sucked my thumb and then pushed it up against her clit. Her cream was bubbling out of the sexual cauldron of her intense need for me. Running my thumb in a circle made her other leg lock with the other around my neck.

  “I’ve never been with a man who knows me better than I know myself. I can’t contain what is trying to break free. I’m going to cum. It feels strong enough to leave me… breathless. Dalton…Dalton…DALTON.” My name exploded from her mouth and I was in the perfect position to continue my exploration of her flesh.

  Chapter 19

  Gillian

  I thought I had an out of body experience and that had never happened before. The fury of my orgasm surrounded my body in warmth from the flush of my chest all the way down to my curling toes. I was in the glow of the moment and I had an appetite for more.

  I opened my eyes when I felt the conviction of his fingertips pressing into the soles of my feet. I fluttered back to reality with my voluptuous curves giving him a reason to be self-indulgent. He was on his knees with his pleasure-seeking love stick. The suggestion of what he wanted came from the token of his lust for me. The pearl drop on the tip made me take command with one finger. I took it from him without giving him fair warning.

  I stuck it in my mouth and savored the sticky evidence of his arousal. I played it on my tongue by pulling it back until it snapped in the air like cotton candy. I was in the Lotus position, completely comfortable.

  I was giving up my body to a man that was legally pronounced dead.

  I remembered the funeral and how surreal it felt to see his empty casket being lowered into the cold and unforgiving ground.

  I pushed him onto his back and he unfolded his legs from underneath him in an awkward position. I slapped his thighs and he instinctively spread them to give me easier access. The hairs on the back of his arms were standing up. He couldn’t stop staring at me with this intensity that made my mouth water for something to satisfy my thirst.

  “The extent of your betrayal is unfathomable. I should never want to talk to you again, but I have finally gotten what I have always wanted. This is like I have awakened from a bad dream.” I encircled his shaft with my fingers getting a tight grip on his thickness.

  He launched his member through the enclosure of my fist until the head emerged with a gleaming reminder of his excitement for me on the tip. I reflected on those times I had fantasized about him. Feeling him in the flesh made my eyes glaze over with acceptance.

  It was sticking out of his pants and I could see his plump balls pressed tightly against the fabric of his underwear. I made sure to give them the required attention by pulling his pants and his underwear down to his ankles. I jumped into his lap performing a sultry dance to get his undivided attention.

  I was gliding the slippery lips of my sex down along those heady inches. I was painting some dirty artwork on the blank canvas of his shaft. He was constantly trying to lift me to impale me on the spitting serpent between his legs. He wanted to run through me with his masculine sword. I fought him and shifted every time he got close to piercing my womanhood.

  I could see him pleading with me, but he must’ve known this was punishment for his dereliction of duty. He had brought this on himself. I was going to make him rue the day he had ever crossed me.

  “There’s no reason for you to look at me like that. I have every right to make you pay for keeping me in the dark. You will take it like a man and not a mouse.” I let the knob of his cock penetrate my mouth until it was pressed against my cheek.

  “I didn’t say anything. I know better.” He could have easily overpowered me.

  I could’ve found myself being taken from behind with a force that would’ve left me spent and exhausted. I wanted to be lying there after he had finished the deed. It
took real willpower to keep him from lifting me to heights of sexual delight I had never known before.

  “I know what you’re thinking. It’s practically written on your face. Did you really think there was any way you could hide your feelings from me? I should have called you on this a long time ago, but I didn’t know how to form the right words.” I was stroking his appendage, watching the long vein down the back and knowing what was going to happen.

  I could see the effect I had on him by how he was squirming every time my fist captured the mushroom shape of his desire for me. There was no better revenge than one that was served cold. He had to know there were consequences for his actions. It was immensely satisfying to see the look of utter astonishment on his face. I leaped from the bed to the floor.

  “No… it’s not going to end this way.” He had enough energy to catch me at the door with my hand on the knob.

  The blistering touch of his hot breath on the back of my neck made my resolve crumble. He had his hands curled around me with his fingers pinching both of my nipples. My body responded by collapsing into his arms. He bent his knees and let the sheer gravity of my body pull him into the glistening folds of my pussy. It was like I was having a Déjà vu moment.

  This time there was no window and my hands were pounding with my fist on the door. He was fucking me strong and resilient like a man possessed by a natural need for the feminine form. I drove my fingernails down the surface and I could see the marks I was making streaking down the wood grain of the door.

  “I love the way you feel inside me. You can feel me holding you tight and never wanting to let you go. This is what we have always wanted and was afraid to say anything. Yes…my god…I have no words and the only thing that comes to mind is…AHHHHH.” I was undulating with him holding me up with my entire lower half going numb with the sensation of pleasure radiating through me.

  “I don’t think I will ever get enough of you. Gillian, no woman could ever become anything more than a fleeting moment of pleasure. I want to spend all of my time with you. I want to fuck you like this until my balls are overcome with the compulsion to go off like a rocket.” The concentration of pleasure below my waist soon had him bursting from his loins.

  He grunted with emotion through clenched teeth and was biting my neck at the same time. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure swimming upstream against the resistance of his member. I scorched the earth of his excitement, burning him in the sweetness of my fiery release until we fell together on our knees praying for salvation.

  I could hear him breathing in my ear and how his hands were holding my shivering body. It was the damnedest thing to be hot and cold virtually simultaneously. I was overcome with a fever, but there was a chill running down my spine.

  “I feel one part of you doesn’t want to leave me. Not to put too much emphasis on this, but we can’t stay here hidden behind these doors forever.” Our bodies were stuck together and I could feel every single inch dragging along the rippling walls of my sex.

  He exhaled deeply when he found his release from my womanly embrace. He was panting out of breath like he had run a marathon. I craved his touch and there was nothing I could do about it. He had exploded with such ferocity that it was still deep inside me. Firing at point-blank range was like a gun going off between my legs several times.

  There were a few moments of silence broken only by declarations of remorse coming from his lips.

  “I can run headlong into battle without blinking an eye, but I couldn’t muster the courage to tell you how I feel. It really is a war of the sexes. We are all trying blindly to say the right thing at the right time to find that forever bond. I should have said something. I guess there’s something to say about making up for lost time.” I turned and gave him a kiss to make his eyes go wide with surprise.

  I pulled away from giving him my affection with this lingering gaze of appreciation for how he handled his business.

  “I can’t feel my legs. I’m going to need a little bit of time to walk without having you to hold me up.” I wanted him to know what it meant to have him in my life.

  “I didn’t see you bending your legs in an effort to get the right angle. I haven’t worked those kinds of muscles since leaving the Navy Seals. I thought I was in pretty good shape, but there are obviously some muscle groups I have neglected.” I didn’t know what mirror he was looking into, but it couldn’t be the same one I was.

  He was built like a brick house, but I suppose everybody had something they wanted to work on. I was always forcing myself to push past the restraints of my endurance to a different level. I couldn’t fault him for feeling he had lost a step. I was fortunate to have a father who constantly strived to pull the best out of me every day. I made him do it. He didn’t want to. I was his little girl. I proved to him that I was stronger than some recruits he had seen in his day.

  I got up and felt this dizzying wave almost knocking me off my feet. I was a little lightheaded and I was glad to have his muscular arm to hold onto. It was rock solid like another part of his anatomy was a few minutes ago. I could easily coax him into going for a second round, but we had things to discuss. Denying how we were put on this collision course wasn’t going to do any of us any good.

  “I think the two of you should finish what you are doing in there and get out here. There’s something wrong with the cameras. The last footage recorded is quite disturbing.” Jackson had always been dramatic, but I could tell from the tone of his voice there was something to worry about.

  Chapter 20

  Dalton

  The armed gunmen pushing their weight around were a familiar sight. All roads led back to what we had done on January 1. It was a shock to see them after all these years. The last time was after I had escaped the jaws of death in the water. I was barely with it, but I could hear them talk about me like I was within spitting distance.

  “This footage was taken about 20-minutes ago. They could have easily turned the cameras off. This is a message and one we should take seriously. I know that we have never negotiated in good faith with terrorists. This is no different. They are expecting us to come in force and I don’t want to disappoint them.” Jackson was itching for a fight.

  I could see his hand trembling with the effort to keep his hand off his gun.

  “We have an advantage they don’t know about. Melanie is within the enemy camp. We saw her being ushered into the living room with the others. We need to get eyes in there and find a way to contact Melanie without them realizing it.” We also had somebody who knew their way around every nook and cranny of the estate.

  “I know what you’re going to ask. Don’t bother. It’s foolish to think that I haven’t made some considerable progress in finding a way it in and out of the place. I was down in the wine cellar and I could feel this cool air coming from somewhere. I managed to pry back one of the cabinets and found a doorway boarded up. I mapped the exact location and found one of the oldest members of the estate willing to talk to me.” The old cook had many stories to tell and Gillian had been more than willing to listen. The same couldn’t be said for the other people in the family.

  “The Hamilton family has been around longer than some. It was one generation after another taking up residence in the very place of their forefathers. They made their money in trading exotic goods overseas. Cocaine was what brought in the big bucks in the early sixties. The estate was completely transformed, but there was always a secret to how they could come and go as they pleased.” I was glad we were working together.

  Gillian was a resource of unlimited untapped potential.

  “I’m getting the idea you’re no longer willing to play by other people’s rules. I’m surprised it took you this long. The man I knew would have stormed the castle and given them a fight they would never forget.” I had made a mistake of thinking this was a civilized environment and was trying my best not to step on anybody’s toes.

  “To be honest, I was doing
what I could to mitigate the damage in this town for you. I didn’t want the blowback of a full-scale war between us and them hurting innocent civilians. There are always casualties, but it’s never an acceptable risk in my opinion.” I remembered the harsh words of my commander talking like the victims were numbers.

  “That is one of the reasons why I love you.” There was a moment of stillness in the air with the heavy weight of those words spilling from her lips.

  “I suppose I would be creating an awkward moment if I didn’t return the same declaration. I’m not sure if I even knew what love was until you came around. I thought it was only an infatuation, but it has grown over time. I do love you, Gillian.” Jackson was shaking his head and I knew he didn’t approve of us being together.

  “Love is a waste of time and we don’t have any time to lose. I know I accidentally made this happen by giving Gillian too much information. I have a way to get eyes on the inside by using a military drone.” I stalled with my hand on Gillian’s shoulder to turn and look at Jackson to see if he was serious.

  “Do I even want to ask how you got your hands on a military drone? It does stand to reason it might go unnoticed hidden in dark clouds and the cover of the trees.” We had used our fair share of drones in the past with different degrees of success.

  “I didn’t ask for your permission. In the military, we might have had respect for one another, but civilian life is different. I’ve done my best to remain off the grid and away from the scrutiny of others. We all know time is a commodity hanging around our necks. The clock ticks slowly on those three years.” Jackson was a brilliant example of military effectiveness.

  “Jackson, I do stress a cautious approach without the need to go in there guns a blazing.” I didn’t know what to expect from him and sometimes he was a little too careless for his own good.

  “I will go ahead and get into place. The two of you need to find a way to get word to Melanie. Get creative. I’ve seen you both do amazing things when you put your mind to it. You might be a little rusty, but it’s like riding a bicycle.” I wasn’t sure if he was directing his comments at me, but I had a feeling it was mostly concerning Gillian.