I point to the hem of my underwear. “Here.”
Alex brushes her thumb over the indicated patch of skin. It's just a hair's width from my labia. She arches her eyebrows. “How did they manage to sting you there?”
My mouth forms an 'O' and I shrug. “How am I supposed to know?” I reply defensively. “Will you help me or not?”
“Of course I will,” Alex says.
Before I even realize it, Alex pulls aside my drawers and clamps her lips over my mons pubis.
Insatiable yearning overwhelm me. Lust chases me like a hungry lion after prey and I'm helpless to defend myself.
My underwear has a visible damp spot and there's no way Alex hasn't noticed that. Her face is buried in my crotch for God's sakes!
Alex's slow, sensuous sucks drive me wild with desire. I can feel the tip of her tongue probing me.
Just take me, Alex.
Take me.
I don't even care about the pain the rest of my body anymore if it means you'll pleasure me now.
Is this going to lead to something more...?
God what I wouldn't give for that tongue to be licking my clit...
But Alex, she acts like she doesn't even know the effect she has on me! Is she really so clueless?
To make things worse, the real location of my pain is throbbing now and I feel dizzy.
After a few seconds, I touch Alex's cheeks to ease her off of me. “It's lower,” I whisper, pointing to my thigh. “Around here.”
Alex arches her brows but doesn't question me. She drags her velvet lips down the length of my thigh and start sucking on the inflamed area I pointed to.
I let out a loud, involuntary moan.
My fingers are twitching and I want to touch myself. Need to relieve myself.
Alex doesn't acknowledge any of it. Not my lusty moans nor my arousal. Within seconds, she has the second barb out.
“Now where's the last one?” she asks without pausing for rest.
I lift up my blouse to expose my midriff. “Around my belly button.”
“Are you sure?” Alex asks.
I nod. “It's giving me terrible cramps.”
“Pull up your shirt a little higher,” Alex says.
My eyes widen. “But-”
“Don't worry, I'm not interested in fondling or ogling you,” Alex assures me. “Your health is my primary concern.” She says the words with such earnestness I feel ashamed by my perverted fantasies.
I purse my lips and lift my blouse higher until the hem is barely covering my breasts. My perky nipples are clearly visible now and they're screaming for attention.
“Lie down so I can see better,” Alex instructs.
I obey, resting my head against a patch of moss.
Alex wraps her hands around my waist and starts sucking around my belly button. Her lips leave a trail of fire on my skin. The heat pooling in my belly escalates to a fever pitch and I feel like I'm about to shatter into a million pieces.
Here I am, half-naked before her...And she's practically kissing me everywhere...So why isn't she doing more? Why isn't she taking advantage of my vulnerability? Does she not find me attractive? Doesn't even a little part of her crave me the way I crave her?
I want her. Bad. I want her to violently tear my clothes off and ravage every inch of my glorious body with her mouth.
If she asked, I'd do anything to pleasure her.
At this point, I'd give anything to make love to Alex in all her glory. She's absolutely radiant and her determination to save my life makes her even more desirable.
She must have some inkling of how I feel?
I need her. Inside me, against me, behind me, below me, on top- I don't care how. I arch my back and thrust my hips against her, willing this sexual torment to be over soon.
I don't have enough self-control to survive this unscathed.
But at the same time, I'd rather suffer from ten more barb stings if it means Alex will suck out each and every one of them with her cherry lips.
“Got it,” Alex finally says, spitting one last time into the sand. “Feel better?”
“Not really,” I reply. Yes, the poisonous barbs are out...But what about this maddening ache between my legs? How can I bear to travel on horseback with this savage, unrelenting lust tearing through me?
“Can you walk?” Alex asks, a little out of breath. She stands up and brushes herself off.
I try to push myself up.
I do feel better.
Bracing myself against a tree, I manage to stand up and hobble towards Alex. “I think we can continue traveling now.”
Alex nods. “I'll bring over the horses.”
“And Alex?”
“Yes?”
“Thanks for saving my life,” I smile.
Of course there are a million other things I want to say to her. Like, “I want to make love to you more than I want to kill my grandmother,” or “I need to feel your naked body against mine. Now.” or even “I'd sell my soul for a kiss from your lips.”
But now isn't the time or place.
“You're welcome,” Alex replies. Then she smiles, “It's my job to protect you. Mostly from your own folly.”
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