The Bodyguard

Hidden from sight

Jon stopped the car. They were in the middle of nowhere. Just huge pine trees surrounded the road. It was dark, but the stars illuminated the area. The sky was clear, and the air was still hot, as usually in LA in that period. Of course, she had no idea, are they still in Los Angeles or anywhere near to the city. She was more afraid while they were on the freeway. She had to admit, he drives quite well but in a crazy way too. He got out of the car without a word. Dany followed him with her eyes at first. He was just walking in front of the car. Back and forth. He looked nervous. Although it was not surprising in the situation they were in. She slowly opened the car door and tried to balance on her heels on the dirt road between the pebbles.
"You will fall." Jon glanced at her and stated quietly.
"I won't." she kept her hands on the car and walked towards him. "Where are we?" she looked around but the trees rose above them. She couldn't determine where were they.
"I thought it was a good idea." Jon sighed and lowered his head. He was so careworn. Dany took another step to him and placed her hand on his face. She caressed it with her thumb and tried to raise his head up to catch his eyes. Those deep-brown eyes were so sad, and meanwhile, those eyes captivated her. The silence was huge around them. Sometimes an owl blowing through the trees. She decided at that moment, she made that step. That move that she did not do when they were training together. She wanted to taste those lips, and she was so sure, he wanted that too. She opened her lips and placed her other hand on the other side of his face. She did not give them any minute to hesitate. She knew if he has a chance to reject her, he'll do it again. Because that is the right decision, but it was not. Not for her.

"Dany," he whispered to her mouth but she closed the gap between their lips at that minute, and thrust her tongue to his mouth. He did not need more. He lost his mind at that moment, he lost that game, he couldn't resist anymore. Not now, after he tasted those full lips. He grabbed her by her waist and raised her up from the road, placed her to the car hood, and stood close to her between her tights. He pressed her to his core. She felt his hard manhood in his pants. She wanted to feel it inside her. She wanted him to make her forget everything that happened. She wanted to get buried in ecstasy with him. That kiss became wilder and deeper with every second, and she noticed how he was unbuttoning his pants. She smirked during that vehement kiss. She finally gets it. She gets him. That was all she needed at that moment. Release all nervousness from her body. She did not care where they are, or who can see them. She did not even care if this will be her last sexual act with a man. She forgot everything else around them. She had no idea how but he ripped her tiny lingerie off from her sex and by the time she noticed he thrust her. Hard with his cock.
"JON!" she moaned loudly and her nails dug into his neck. The whole car was moving with them, while he was moving in and out in her. He was fierce and feral, and she exactly needed that hard and frenzied sex. Jon grabbed the bend of her legs and raised those up. Laid Dany down to the car hood and that way he could be inside her deeper. She tried to find something to hold on, meanwhile her loud and voluptuous moans filled the silence around them.
"Cum baby. I want you to cum." Jon groaned while he was staring at her. It was weird at first, but she loved it. "Cum baby." he almost ordered her. His tone was deeper and she had no idea how he could move his hips that fast.
"JON! YES, YES!" she tried to hold back her orgasm. She wanted more. She did not want it to end. "JON!" she screamed his name when she almost reached the top. It was so close but a soft voice brought her mind back to reality.

"Daenerys. Hey. Wake up. Dany." Jon was waking her in the car. She opened her eyes, and when she saw him sitting in front of her, fully dressed, inside his car... she realized it was just a dream. "Morning. I am not saying you were a good company." Jon raised his brow. "You fell asleep at the moment we left the highway," he added. Dany pulled herself up in the car seat. She saw he covered her with his jacket. "I did not want you to... get cold." he tried to explain.
"Ahm... thanks." she was still under the influence of her dream. It was so real, or she wanted that to be real so much.
"Did you dream something?" he raised his brow and staring her face.
"No" she shook her head, but she knew that answer was too sudden. "I ... don't remember. Why?" she tried to correct it.
"You said my name," he answered with a so serious face.
"I don't remember." she immediately catches her eyes from him, and that was the moment when she finally saw the small cottage in front of them. Right at the shore of the lake. Surrounded by pine trees. Only the light of the moon illuminated it and the sky reflected in the surface of the water.
"We should go inside," Jon stated and opened the car door. He gets out of the car and walked to her side, opened her door too. She stepped out but there was mud everywhere, and her heels sunk in it. Jon grabbed her by her waist and helped her to straighten. Dany raised her eyes at his face. "I don't want to repeat what I think of your shoes." he rolled his eyes, then he leaned down and grabbed her legs and raised her up to his lap. She surprised but she couldn't say a word. She had barely woken up, and she still felt she may be dreaming. He kicked the car door with his feet and walked with her towards the cottage. When they reached the entrance he placed her to the wooden floor and opened the entrance of the house. He hesitated a bit before he walked inside. That house ... must have meant something personal to him. Dany was trying to understand his emotions, but as usual, he did not say a word about it. "No one will search us here." he placed the keys to the table and turn on some lights.
"Where are we?" Dany asked quietly meanwhile she was looking around. It was so homely and nice. The whole house.
"You can find towels in the bathroom cabinet." He avoided giving her any answer to her question. "And ..." He opened the cupboard in the room and pulled out some clothes. "Not like that you usually wear, but good for the night." he handed some shirts and pants to her. "The bathroom is there." he glanced at another door. "Take a shower and then you can lie down. The bed is upstairs," he added then walked to the window. Looked around through it.
"So you bring girls here, in the middle of nowhere. Quite smart." she tried to joke with him before she stepped to the bathroom.
He acted as he did not hear the question.answered, and he did not turn back to her. He had no idea why he brought her here. That cottage has nothing to do with his job. It was his. It belonged to his personal life, and he never mixed the two. Earlier. When they were on the highway he spotted the table, with the place name on it and that cottage immediately came to his mind. He did not even think about it, he just turned in the right direction. He glanced back above his shoulder. She was not there. He heard how the water starts splashing in the bathroom. Jon started to unbutton his shirt and checked his phone. He was still waiting for the information from Melissandre. Why did he get involved? His mind was racing. He should just... went back with her to the house, and not complicate things that much. He doesn't need that in his life. This woman. She will only make things harder. He couldn't have feelings for her, neither desires. That was not right, that was a thing that an amateur would have done. He placed his shirt to the bed and sat down. Buried his face to his palms and thinking. He had no idea how many minutes passed in this way, but he spotted her feet in front of him. He raised his eyes, and she was wearing his boxer, with a white shirt, recklessly buttoned. It was a bit big for her. He stood up, but she did not move away.