Siren Song 27 Such A Tease

Liang Jian Amal at first had only planned on teasing her a little, but as he continued he felt himself getting carried away. Seeing her supple skin stretched out underneath his fingertips, he couldn't resist. He wanted to taste her at long last. He sucked his breath in through his teeth, feeling how wet she was. The little restraint he had left was very quickly crumbling. His breathing quickened and he could feel heat rushing his face. Jian grabbed her thighs spreading them so he could look at her.

Chang's body bucked at his sudden actions and she whimpered a little, music to his ears. Jian blew lightly on her, teasing her further, hearing her reaction he moved closer. Not quite touching her but close enough for him to feel her radiating heat, he breathed lightly on her causing her to breathily cry out no again shuddering.

He rubbed his nose lightly against her probing further reactions, but she remained silent. Jian paused for a second listening for a response, slowly he dipped a finger, but still didn't hear anything. Quizzically he raised his head to look at Chang's face.

The woman on the bed had her hair strewn across her face so he couldn't see her expression, her chest no longer heaved though, her hands curled up layed by her head Jian leaned forward and brushed her hair off her face.

Chang's tender skin was still flushed pink, her lips pursed together in a pout. Her eyes no longer screwed tight had relaxed but a few trace tears were stuck to her long lashes. She had pa.s.sed out while he had been torturing her.

'Huuuh, what a tease this woman is.' Jian sighed to himself, looking down. His trousers were pulling uncomfortably around his stiff member. He still couldn't help smiling to himself seeing her tender form before him. Jian gave her lips a peck before continuing what he had been trying to do earlier, dressing her injuries. After applying salves for bruising and healing, he tucked her in a threw himself in a cold shower.

Slowly the cold water started to quench the burning fire in him. After a while he turned off the water, dried himself off lightly, and returned to Chang's bedroom.

She lay curled up on her side facing towards him, a sweet smile just gracing her lips, causing them to form a small blossom. Jian's heart softened seeing her sleeping expression, he stared for a moment or two before climbing into the bed, on her other side. After settling in he pulled her into his arms, nestling her head beneath his chin. He pressed his lips to her fair cheek.

"Goodnight, my little liar.."

For the first time in almost a year Liang Jian Amal slept well for an entire night, and even had sweet dreams.

Chang was plagued by a nightmare, a giant blanket, turned into a snake and kept winding itself around her. Everytime she would try to move to be free, it would wrap more tightly. She felt like she was suffocating in the heat, right as she felt she was going to die she woke up, covered in sweat and panting. There was something tight and hot wrapped around her midsection though.

Chang frowned, I must not be awake yet still, the snake is still here! She closed her eyes and counted to ten, trying to wake herself from the neverending dream. Noticing that the presence still hadn't diminished, Chang opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. She saw that she was laying in bed with mid-morning sun filtering in under her curtains.

'I'm in my bedroom, in my bed. This seems like reality, but the snake is still here! Oh! This must be one of those lucid dreams, I've heard about.' "Ok I gotta stimulate myself to wake up!" she muttered to herself.

Chang reached a hand down to her thigh and started to pinch herself. After ten seconds she could no longer endure the pain, but saw the situation hadn't changed. Just then she felt the "snake" moving along her waist to cup her breast.

"Wah!" Chang jumped up feeling the feeling of warmth on her bare flesh. 'Wait, why am I naked?!'

Chang immediately rolled over and was stunned to see a beautiful face sleeping beside hers.

She feasted her eyes, the thick dark lashes over his high cheekbones. The long aquiline nose over the well formed lips that complimented his strong brow and jawline. His bronze skin practically glowed under the morning light. She found herself compelled to touch him, to see if the spell would break. 'Is this real?'

As soon as her fingers lightly grazed his lips his eyes fluttered open stealing her breath, with their magnetic pull. His expression was one of annoyance though looking at her.