Chapter 62 – thiago #2
I set the bottle down and let the excess slick my fingers before running them over the tight ring of muscle, massaging gentle circles until the tension begins to ease beneath my touch.
Her head tips back toward my shoulder. “Fuck.”
I kiss the side of her neck. “I told you I’d take care of you.”
With one hand anchored around her hip, I keep working her with the other, giving her time to adjust to every new sensation.
We haven’t done anal before. We’ve used a plug, so I know what she likes and how slowly she needs me to go. I’m not rushing a damn thing.
Remi presses back into me instead of pulling away, and that small movement is everything I need.
“More,” she whispers.
I kiss her shoulder. “You’ll get more.”
Her fingers grip the bar above her as I reach for the plug again, making sure it’s thoroughly coated before dragging the cool silicone lightly over her skin first, letting her feel what’s coming.
She exhales shakily. “Thiago.”
“I’m right here. You’re doing so good, baby.”
I keep the pressure gentle until she relaxes against me. When I know she’s ready, I begin easing the plug into place, stopping the second her body tenses.
“Still okay?”
She nods, then remembers what I told her. “Yes. Don’t stop.”
I continue carefully, taking her a little farther until the orange base sits snug against her. Once it’s fully in place, Remi leans back against my chest and lets out a long breath. “How does it feel?”
“Full.”
The roughness in that single word has my dick throbbing.
I spread my hand on her stomach, giving her a moment to adjust to the sensation before brushing my lips along her neck.
“You look fucking incredible.”
She closes her eyes on a low moan. “You haven’t even gotten on your knees yet.”
With a groan, I move around to face her. Her arms are stretched overhead, leaving her completely exposed.
Jesus, look at her. My girl is a goddamn work of art.
I lower myself in front of her and place my hands on her hips. A shiver runs through her as I kiss the inside of her leg and work my way higher. “You told me to eat this pussy like it belongs to me.”
“It does.”
“Then I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of it.”
I reach beneath her and find the small control built into the base of the plug. The instant I activate it, Remi jerks against me with a sharp inhale, her abdomen going taut as it hums to life.
“Thiago…”
I hold her steady while she adjusts. “You okay?”
“Yes.” Her voice is strained, but certain. “Keep going.”
I turn it up a notch, and her grip tightens around the bar as another tremor rolls through her.
“Fuck, Thiago.”
My mouth travels farther up her inner thigh. “Tell me how it feels.”
“So fucking good.”
“You told me not to hold back, chama.”
“I swear to God, I’ll kill you if you start now.”
I laugh, unable to help myself. “There’s my girl.”
Her breathing turns uneven as one hand grips her ass and the other slides between her legs, dragging slowly through her wet pussy.
“You still want me to take over?”
“I do.”
“Then let me.”
Her grip firms around the bar as I lift one leg over my shoulder and then the other, taking her weight as the vibrator hums steadily inside her.
“Thiago…”
“I’ve got you.” I pull her closer and slowly drag my tongue over her clit. A moan breaks from her as her thighs tense around me before relaxing.
“You like knowing I have all the control right now?”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I like being at your mercy.”
I have to breathe through the effect those words have on me. “And you trust me with it?”
“Completely.”
That nearly fucking wrecks me.
I secure her against me.
“Then let me make you forget anyone else ever put cuffs on you.”
Whatever she’s about to say disappears when my tongue finds her.
“Fuck, Thiago.”
I keep her legs locked over my shoulders and give her what she asked for, taking my time with her.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur against her. “You taste so fucking good. I could die here, you know that?”
The vibrator keeps working inside her as I feel every ripple through the body resting against me.
“God…Thiago.”
“Look at me. Who put you here?”
“Y-You did.”
“Who did you choose?”
“You.”
I circle her clit and pull her closer against me, taking in how completely soaked she is as her legs begin to shake around my shoulders.
“That’s what I want you to remember.”
She shudders against me. “Only you.”
Helios pushes its way back into my thoughts. She trusts me enough to give me this much of herself without knowing why I was sent into her life, and the guilt is always there, waiting for a chance to ruin this, but I refuse to let either of them take this from us tonight.
Tonight, she chose me.
I tighten my arm around her waist and slide two fingers inside her, feeling her clamp down around them as her whole body tenses.
Her hips jerk forward. “Oh, shit…Thiago.”
I keep moving my fingers, and each pass sends a fresh shiver through her legs. When I add a third, I go slowly, giving her body time to accept the stretch.
“Baby…”
Moisture gathers along her lashes, and I immediately check in with her.
“You with me?”
“Yes.” Her voice cracks.
“That’s my girl. You’re doing so good.”
Her grip on the bar tightens as a broken sound slips free. “Thiago, I can’t…”
“Yes, you can. I’ve got you.”
The tears spill over. Her breathing is ragged, but she doesn’t pull away or ask me to stop.
I draw my fingers from her and bring them to her lips. “Open.”
She does, taking them into her mouth while I stay between her legs. The vibration of her moan travels into my hand, sending another hard pulse through my cock. I push them a little deeper, and her lips seal around them as she sucks them clean, a whimper muffled around my fingers.
“You like tasting yourself, don’t you?”
Her gaze stays on me while her tongue sweeps over my fingers. I ease them free, trailing them over her bottom lip.
She nods.
“Words, baby.”
“Y-Yes,” she whimpers.
I return to her clit before she can recover, working her with my tongue while the plug continues vibrating.
Her hips buck against me, her abdomen twitching beneath my arm. “Oh, fuck. Thiago…”
I keep pushing her closer, refusing to ease up even as her legs begin to shake violently around my shoulders.
“That’s it. Let it happen.”
“I can’t.”
“You don’t have to do anything, baby. Just stay with me.” I take more of her weight as her strength starts to give out. “You’re right here with me.”
She shakes her head, overwhelmed by whatever is building inside her. “Thiago, something feels…”
She never finishes.
Liquid suddenly spills over my tongue and splashes across my face as her body seizes.
My girl just squirted all over me.
I hold her steady through the release, her body trembling against me until her breathing finally starts to settle.
Her legs go slack around me as she looks down, completely stunned.
“Did I just…”
Grinning, I kiss the inside of her thigh. “Yeah, baby, you did.”
Color rushes into her cheeks. “Holy shit. I’ve never done that.”
I laugh and stay close while the aftershocks fade. “That was fucking beautiful.”
She looks like she wants to argue, but she’s still breathing too hard to manage it. I carefully lower her legs and rise, sliding an arm around her waist when she wobbles.
“Easy.”
“I’m fine.”
“You can barely stand.”
“I had a very traumatic experience.”
I smile and kiss her forehead. “Apparently.”
Keeping a hand at her waist, I unlock the cuffs one at a time and guide her arms down, rubbing my thumbs over her wrists before letting go.
Then I reach behind her, turn off the vibrator, and pull her against me. She tucks herself into my chest, and for a while, I just hold her, resting my cheek on top of her head. I love this part almost as much as everything that came before it
My dick is still painfully hard between us, reminding me how badly I want her, but I can wait because she needs this more right now.
I stroke her back while her breathing gradually steadies against my neck. Then I bring each wrist to my mouth, pressing a careful kiss to both as I remember how hard I fought against putting those cuffs anywhere near her.
“Thank you,” she says softly.
I lift my head to meet her eyes.
Remi kisses me, lingering until a small laugh passes between us.
“What?”
She pulls back and studies my face. “You’re a mess.” Her fingers sweep over my cheek and along my jaw.
“You complaining?”
“Absolutely not.” She leans in again. “We should definitely do that more often.”
“I’m definitely not arguing.”
Her hand slides between us and wraps around my cock, drawing a rough breath from me.
She glances down before that familiar spark returns to her expression. “So, what are we going to do about this little problem?”
“There’s nothing little about that, and you know it.”
Remi laughs and fists my shaft, wiping the smile straight off my face.
“I thought you needed a minute.”
“I did.” She rises onto her toes and brushes her mouth against mine as I slide my hands beneath her thighs and lift her. Her legs lock around my waist, ankles crossing behind my back as she hooks her arms around my neck.
“I’m feeling much better now,” she says, dragging her tongue slowly along my still-wet cheek. “Now take me somewhere you can fuck me properly.”