Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Propriety was the furthest thing from Jerricka's mind as she reveled in being carried through her home, anticipating the big man transporting her, to do magical things to her body. His gaze was unwavering. The intensity with which he stared at her made her insides flip, and her core clench with the desire to be filled.

Once they cleared the threshold into her bedroom, Thiago's lips were on hers again. His tongue delved into her mouth stroking hers, dominating in the most pleasurable way. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as she rocked her center against his hard body trying to assuage the ache his kisses and touch elicited.

"Mmm... We're wearing too many clothes, Dulzura." Thiago's gruff voice scraped her eardrums sending a shiver down her spine.

Crying out in objection when he set her away from him, Jerricka's pout was immediately kissed away.

"No pouting."

Jerricka didn't normally like being ordered around, but the authority in Thiago's voice offered no room for her to do anything other than comply. He made it worth her while, by tempering his words with kisses.

In defiance of their size, Thiago's fingers were nimble as he quickly relieved her of her clothing. It was some of the best special effects work she'd ever seen outside of movie magic. He even made the mundane task of them sharing their status a sexy endeavor.

That might have been due to him methodically stripping away his garments the entire time. For each section of golden tan skin he revealed, Jerricka's arousal climbed a little higher. Lying with the cool sheets at her back, she observed his masculine beauty like the apt pupil she'd always been.

When his long girth made its first appearance, her honey pot grabbed onto the air while simultaneously slickening in preparation for entertaining. The plum shaped tip of his length glistened with a drop of precum, causing her mouth to vie for attention. It watered with the desire to taste the pearlescent drop.

The moment Thiago placed one knee on the bed, bringing her prize within arm's reach, Jerricka stretched out a hand. Swiping her thumb over the place she wanted to put her lips, she brought the evidence of his desire to her mouth, licking it off.

"Mmm... Tangy."

"Uh-uh. Can't do that yet." Both of her hands were captured in one of his.

Pressing her backward into the mattress, he kept them pinned above her head. Any ideas she had about indulging in more of her new treat were thwarted when Thiago's lips came down on hers again, stealing her thoughts. The heady feeling of his hardness against her softness was its own form of torture. That is until Thiago released her lips, kissing his way down her body before he latched onto her other set of lips.

First contact made her buck against his questing tongue. When he sucked her clit into his mouth, her hips became the captain of her ship—lifting into the sensation in an attempt to feed him her entire pussy. Thiago didn't seem to mind. In fact, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, gripping them in his hands and holding them open for his devouring.

The noises he made as he dined on her were only eclipsed by her keening moans. The pleasure was so intense, the next flick of his tongue against her little bean sent Jerricka flying into oblivion. She felt the warm gush of her release, quickly followed by Thiago lapping up every drop of her appreciation.

She was one big nerve ending, and he showed her no mercy. Her tremors seemed to be his fuel. He didn't stop his oral campaign until he was good and ready. Even then, he appeared loath to break away from her pulsing core. Rising up onto his knees between her spread legs, he draped her thighs over his.

The sight of his dick jutting from his pelvis was like a shot of adrenaline to Jerricka's system. It stood out like a pole in need of a flag to hang from the mast. She didn't have a piece of cloth, but she had something else she'd happily put on it.

"You're still looking at my dick like you want to give it a taste test."

This time, he actually let her get her fingers wrapped around his thickness before he pulled her away.

"Nope. Inside your sweet pussy. Not your mouth."

Jerricka didn't have the chance to protest. Within the space of her next two breaths, Thiago shifted her bottom half forward and buried himself inside her. The precious oxygen she needed was caught in her throat. He stretched her so completely...and he was still moving. Continuing to feed more of his length into her hungry pussy.

How was there still more?

Jerricka's internal question was soon pushed to the back of her mind as pleasure consumed her every thought. Her feminine juices coated his length easing his entry, which amplified her enjoyment of the experience.

Once his pelvis was flush with hers, Thiago tilted his hips stimulating that special place inside her.

"Ahh!"

The cry tore from Jerricka's throat and her eyes slammed shut. Reflexively, she mimicked his hip tilt. Her fingers wrapped around his forearms as he held on to her waist pulling her into his thrusts.

"Where do you think you're going, Dulzura? You aren't tapping out already are you?"

If she'd been able to spare the oxygen, Jerricka would've popped off at his cocky question. However, since she needed every sip she could get just to hold on, she did the only thing left available to her. Contracting and releasing her Kegel muscles she undulated her walls, massaging his questing thickness.

"Fuck!" Fire leapt into Thiago's eyes. Releasing her waist, he leaned forward, caging her in between his muscular arms.

"What do you think you're doing, Dulzura? Hm?"

Jerricka didn't think he wanted an actual answer, which was good because the way he started working her honey pot didn't allow for coherent thought—let alone words. Once he pressed her knees into her arm pits and fed her the entirety of his length, she lost touch with reality altogether.

Moans, groans, sighs and grunts mingled as they both crested into an explosive orgasm. Her channel pulsed against his shaft as it jerked inside her, releasing his seed.

Neither of them marked time as they breathed deeply, coming down from their orgasmic high. When Thiago rolled away to relieve her of his weight, she instinctively followed, curving into his side. As if they'd done it every night for years, his large hand cupped her ass rubbing in gentle circles as they lay silently in their afterglow.