6. Davi

Chapter 6

Davi

Watching her walk away from the beach caused a panic inside of me, and without thinking about the normal press junkets and post competition questions that will probably get me yelled at by my manager, I rushed home as fast as possible. I ran to my room, and the shower is on. Needing answers, I open the door and hear her scream my name. My cock pulses to be inside her, to connect with her, but even more, my heart needs to hear why she left.

And her answers are full of both hope and fear. I know this feeling as I'm feeling it as well.

Waiting, I stare into her eyes even though her delicious body is standing before me in all its glory. I can't leave her gaze because my dream is about to be answered, and I'm scared as hell that my angel will tell me to leave.

But my Becca opens the shower door. "Would you like to join me?"

What kind of question is that?

I strip as if my life depends on being speedy and my larger size has her stepping back to where she presses against the wall. I finally have her where I want her and all I want is to devour her forever.

"Were you pleasuring yourself?" I drop my voice as my eyes dance over her body slowly, taking in every single inch of every dip, curve, and line.

"Yes."

"To my vision?"

She licks her lips. "Yes." She looks down and moves her eyes over my body, and I stay still, letting her get her fill. "But the real thing is infinitely more impressive."

My cock twitches, and I'm done with teasing. "Let's find out."

The need for her overtakes me, and I crash my lips over hers. I finally know what heaven is like and found it here on Earth.

The kiss is nothing sweet. It's passion and intensity. I roam my hands across her skin, soft, pliant, and warm. Tingles ratchet like fireworks through my body. I cup her heavy breasts in my palms and stroke my thumbs over her nipples. Becca whimpers into my mouth, and it brings me to new heights.

Her hand snakes over my chest, and she slowly strokes along my abs, and my cock pulses with blood flow, growing to a mast that it has never been. I crave for her delicate fingers to wrap around me. She doesn't disappoint and grips me firmly. I drop my hands from her tits and roll them down her sides and grab her ass and squeeze each cheek, getting a desired handful and more. The curves on this woman rival the best of the oceans.

Becca pulls her head back and gazes into my eyes, stroking me hard and fast. Our eyes lock, and I lift my hands from her body and firmly plant them over her head, and I plant my feet, giving her all the access she needs to touch me however she wants. I tower over her, but it doesn't faze her. I make sure she sees she has all the control here, and I let her do whatever she wants.

Surprisingly, Becca locks her gaze with me and lowers her body to her knees. I choke on a breath as I don't expect her to do this.

"You don't need to do this, Anjo ."

Her teeth graze her bottom lip, and she flutters her lashes as my back takes the pounding water. "But I want to."

With a little taste, she flicks her tongue over the head of my cock, and I groan. Doing it a couple more times, she continues to stroke the base of me, then she flattens her tongue and licks me from base to tip before sucking in the head into her hot cavernous mouth.

"Oh, fuck."

She hollows her cheeks and sucks on the head as she continues to stroke my cock. My legs shake at the intensity of the sensations.

Her eyes look up at me, and I lower one hand and stroke her cheek, and I fight the desire to let my eyes roll back into my head as I want this vision of her until my death bed.

She sucks and lowers her head to about halfway, then pulls up and drops her mouth on me again, getting a little further each time.

I stiffen my body as I don't want to move because I'm afraid I'll start thrusting into her mouth and take control. I tempt fate by curling my hands around her head and gathering her hair into a fist. I tug just enough that Becca moans on my dick, and I shudder.

Her actions pick up speed, and I'm on my way to losing it. I can't come in her mouth— not this first time.

Becca

Davi pulls me up from my knees, kisses me fiercely, and doesn't allow me time to complain about how I'm not finished. His tongue tangles with mine as he pushes his body against mine and up against the shower wall. It's hot and sexy, and I'm throbbing for him. I've never felt so desired before.

His fingers are at my entrance, and he slides his fingers through my lips and twirls his thumb over my clit. I gasp into his mouth. It's impeccable. It's so much better than the temporary fumbling I gave myself earlier.

One finger slips inside, and I latch onto Davi's bicep.

" Anjo , you're so tight, so hot." He thrusts a couple of times, then inserts a second finger, and my eyes roll back into my head. "That's it, Mi Amor , it's everything to me giving you pleasure."

"More, Davi. Give me more."

His eyes go completely black with lust, and he gives me a seductive smile. Pulling his fingers out, I cry, hating myself for telling him for more. Then he grabs one leg and pulls it to wrap around his waist, and the head of his cock teases my entrance, and I'm no longer disappointed.

"Trust me, Mi Amor . I've got you."

In a haze, I lazily gaze upon his face, and before I can ask, he lifts my other leg, and he's holding me against the wall and plunging deep inside me. I scream out as I've never been so filled in my life. I've never been so hot for anyone that he needed to be eased in slowly.

Davi pauses, and we're at eye level now, and he slowly kisses me as I get accustomed to his size.

"Move. Move now."

"Yes, Anjo . Whatever you want." Davi smirks, pulls back, and slams in. He repeats this repeatedly, and I'm lost and found in his arms.

I don't know what is up or down. I can only see Davi. I can smell, taste, and feel Davi. I'm afraid for it to end because I'm so alive and barely remember before I met him.

I don't think, and I'm not questioning anything. I only focus on his Portuguese, and I have no idea what he's saying, but it makes me believe I'm cherished.

"Davi, oh, fuck. I'm close. I'm so close."

Davi drops one hand and plays with my clit. "Come for me. I need to feel you tighten around me."

He flicks my clit. Once. Twice. Three times. And after a deep inhale, I'm shouting at the top of my lungs as thunder pounds through my body, echoing the hardest bodyquakes I ever have in my life through every inch of my mind, body, and soul.

Everything goes black as I melt against the shower wall and Davi's chest while he continues to pump through the scintillating.

His loud shout rattles me as he releases and pulses inside my body, and it's the most amazing experience having him fill me. He rains kisses all over my face as he holds me tightly to his chest.

"Mi Amor, you have given me heaven."

I slump against his chest, trying to come back into my own body. It's never been like that before.

He's right.

That was heaven, but have I set myself up for hell.