Jericho

by Nini Church

  His white smile was enticing as he patted the bed beside him.

  Abe cautiously shifted closer, sitting at the foot of the bed as far from him as possible. His eyes were all over her, claiming, telling he wanted to move forward with mating her. A wave of pleasure ran down her spine, she too wanted this badly, but what if he turned cold afterwards and remained unemotional, distant. That would be her undoing.

  She wanted all of him or none and she had to find a way to get that done. “So, tell me, what happens when? Are we mated before or after the hot sex?”

  Jericho’s smile got wider – Abe had just morphed plain old sex into hot sex. Hell yeah, he was in for an eternity or two. “One is part of the other. We say our vows during the best part of making love. That’s what it’s called, Abe, when a male pleasures his female and she does the same for him – making love.”

  “And you know all about this? How it works?”

  Jericho could only nod. He wasn’t about to reveal he hadn’t ever really made love to a female. Sure, he’d had lotsa sex, but had never before now wanted so badly to make love to a female. Most of all, he didn’t want her to think him a male-slut cause if she was gonna ask for numbers next, he was definitely in that category. To divert any more unwanted questions, he asked, “Are you reconsidering?”

  “No. No, not really. I’m mostly curious about the sex…er making love. I’d like to do that with you, Jericho, only without mating.”

  “You would?” Jericho swiftly reached out, pulling Abe from the bottom of the bed right into his arms, settling her sweet ass in his lap. There was no way to hide his permanent woody. A groan escaped as she shifted around, getting comfortable. He could feel her heat through his jeans. “We can experiment if you like. Let’s try kissing and some touching.”

  “Okay.” Abe giggled. “I’ll start with touching.”

  “Nuh, uh.” Jericho’s black hair swept past her forehead as he shook his head. “Me first. Let’s get your t-shirt off. It’s always best skin to skin.”

  Abe reached out perilously close to his cock to unbutton the bottom of his shirt. “You have to show skin too.”

  “Anytime, Abe, anytime.” He shifted both shoulders and the silk shirt slid off his back. He pulled off her t-shirt, his deep blue eyes glued to her luscious rack. The tops of her breasts were swelling over pink lacy cups and it took his breath away as a driving urge overcame him to lick every inch of her soft, creamy skin and then start all over again.

  Automatically, her small hands reached for the button on the waistband of his low riders, fingers brushing against his belly – a hair away from the pulsing head of his cock.

  He let out a long groan of pleasure. “Abe, we gotta keep our pants on or we’ll definitely be mating right now.”

  Brows together, clearly dissatisfied, she stated, “That’s not fair. I want to see all of you.”

  He pulled her close as she popped the top button, his cock edging out. He shifted her hands away. The size of him would likely scare her and he wanted her calm and relaxed. It was his intention to control every aspect, step her slowly through her first orgasms. After that, he had no doubt, she would reconsider mating him.

  Leaning back, he snapped the front of her bra open and watched her breasts spill out. He cupped both in his big hands and they filled them full, making his cock harder. Sweet pink nipples called to him, screaming actually, for kisses. Jericho didn’t hesitate but swept his tongue over one tight nipple again and again. Loudly, Abe panted. “Feel good?”

  “Mmhmm.”

  Attention turned to her other breast, he laved her sweet hard nipple. Abe moaned, head thrown slightly back, she twisted both hands into his hair as he flicked her other hard peak with his forefinger and thumb.

  “Jericho! That’s…yes!” Pleasure flooded her senses as he continued to suck, then licked the valley between her breasts and returned to the lonely breast. Between two fingers, he held the abandoned wet nipple and lightly rhythmically pinched while giving all his attention to the hard peak between his teeth, nipping, then easing the sting with his hot tongue.

  Her hands loosened in his hair, dropping to cup under his chin, pulling him up towards her. Her sweet nipple popped out of his mouth, breast swaying under his nose. “Now, some kissing please.”

  Jericho growled. He didn’t want to bust into this magic moment, for it was pure magic, but he meant to stay in control not Abe. Still, he followed her lead as he licked both her lips, his mouth covering hers.

  Their first kiss – Abe gasped, opening for him, inviting him in. His tongue roamed and when he pulled back a little she dove right in, at first exploring tentatively, then tongues dueling they devoured each other.

  Relaxed with Abe’s palms safely pressed flat against his chest as she concentrated on their kiss, he didn’t worry about her roaming hands. He cupped her sweet ass, pulling her in close – his cock a steel spear pressed against the heat of her jeans.

  Breathing hard, he purposely broke away, putting his forehead to hers as their eyes met. “How’s it so far?”

  “Mmhmm. Really nice. I didn’t know it would be like this.”

  “We’re just getting started.” He smiled thinking of all the things he wanted to do with her. Huh. Not to her, but with her. Another fucking first. The list was infinite now. Jericho suspected there’d always be firsts with Abe. She was unusual and beautiful and all his. It was a blessing that Abe was a sensual, tactile female who knew what she wanted and went for it.

  Gently, he again drew her hands away from the top of his low riders. She was killing him here – he was ready to pop a fucking blood vessel. “Abe, let’s focus on you for now. I want you to experience...”

  Low and out of control, a groan of pure pleasure ripped out as Abe shoved his hands aside to tear his zipper open. His steel encased cock popped out and his swollen blue balls pulled in tighter to his body.

  In a few fleeting seconds, Abe ran her fingers over the head of his engorged cock while shoving his jeans down his hips with her other hand.

  At just her touch, Jericho saw fucking stars, his world exploding with pleasure as arcs of fire drove up his spine and shot into his brain. Like never before fireworks went off as pleasure combed his big body – Abe taking control felt decadent and sensual all at the same time.

  Usually he had to work hard to gain any pleasure from sex and more often than not it only released the pressure of his physical needs. But now, his world was a cornucopia of pleasure and he was buzzed that she was the one to bring bliss into his life.

  He couldn’t focus or concentrate and panting in short harsh gasps, knowing nature was going to take its course. Determined not to blow his load way too early and ruin the sweetest moment of his life, he dug in deep.

  It worked for a few seconds as she studied his balls with open curiosity, then took a firm grip on his cock and fondled his tender and very sensitive blue balls.

  He couldn’t breathe, nothing was going in, his entire body pulsing waves of unending pleasure. When she pulled her hand away from his balls, he wanted to scream, but when it brushed against his chest pushing him to lay back, reality slammed home.

  Jericho reached for her, but she turned to the side, pulling away. “No, Abe. This isn’t what…”

  Abe gave him a Cheshire smile. “I can’t help it, I’ve wanted to see you and do this for a long time.”

  She bewitched him, her sensuality, her drive to get what she needed was so alluring. He hadn’t expected her to take over, but he was all hers – all the fucking time.

  Her velvet hands were now wrapped tightly around his huge cock – thick and long – and moving at a fast rhythm while keeping a steady pace. He was on fucking fire, but kept his attention focused on Abe as she studied him, watching his reactions while changing tactics to see what it would do to him. That really fucking turned him on – took him right to the edge.

  When she eased off to run the soft tip of her finger under the hood of his shaft – one of his most sensitive ar
eas – and cupped both balls in one hand, he knew he was a goner. There was no way in hell he was gonna stop this fucking train from shootin’ into the station.

  The entire head of his cock bathed in seminal fluid, she was busy smearing down the sides and then sliding back up as she teased him by playfully squeezing his balls. Another low groan ripped out as pleasure swarmed all of his senses.

  When done playing, she ran her fingers over the head, fingertips lightly pinching and stroking, his thigh muscles and lower back locked, body torqueing off the bed as hot creamy jets hit his abs.

  He roared with pleasure and sank back down in the bed. Growls and groans between gasping breaths, Jericho’s big body continued to tremble and jerk with peaks of bliss. Tremors roamed up his thighs and more fluids spurted out. Thrilled to experience so much pleasure, intense spots danced in front of his eyes. Un-fucking-believable! He closed his eyes, savoring the moment.

  “Jericho?” Abe tapped his leg. Was he asleep? “You okay? Was that supposed to happen? I liked it.”

  He growled deep in his chest and tried to pull her closer, but she refused, shifting away to wrap one hand firmly around the head of his cock – still pulsing with satisfaction. Not sure what she was up to, he tried to calm his breathing while silently watching her, his heart hammering.

  Confident and curious, she dipped her index finger into the sizable puddle on his abs and lifted it to her wet mouth, swollen lips sucking on her finger, moving out once, then in. With her other hand and not holding tight, she gently pumped his sensitive shaft. Intense pleasure crashed through him and tremors of blissful indulgence roamed as images of her kneeling in front of him blew the top off any control he never really had with her.

  Holy fuck! A final suck and lick of her finger with her sweet pink tongue and pleasure exploded in his brain as another orgasm ripped up his cock, white hot ribbons powerfully shooting across his broad chest. Still coming, his world endless pleasure, Abe leaned in to lick his neck as if tasting him, then kissed him, her fist pumping the last of his orgasm.

  Big eyed and trying to breathe, his world was complete in a way he never would have considered before now. And, he wanted to laugh – Abe was still a virgin – he hadn’t even gotten to first base with her. Yeah, he was all about control and had a sneaking suspicion that Abe was too.

  He should be shrivelling now, if only for a few minutes to catch a small break, but her tongue dueling with his ensured he remained rock hard. Again, she fondled his swollen balls, cascading them over her palm, driving him wild as he relished the thrills of pleasure. If he could share one sex secret with females it was – don’t forget the balls – and it was obvious Abe wasn’t ever gonna do that.

  Legs splayed and one hand gripping the headboard, Jericho couldn’t control his body. It astonished him that Abe was in charge when it should be the other way around, but he was lovin’ it. Thigh muscles tightening, a tell he was gonna come again, when her tongue feathered over his neck and down one shoulder, he swelled in her hand and his roar of absolute mind numbing pleasure filled the bedroom.

  His cock jumped, turned to steel a second before he ejaculated long, creamy hot ribbons across his body. The comforter was shredded beneath his hand and his fingers ached from gripping the headboard as his body torqued off the bed – velvet bliss slamming through him.

  When he hit the mattress again, he groaned loudly as tremors and intense peaking waves of pleasurable indulgence cascaded over him. Jericho guzzled in deep gulps of air, astonished and awestruck to be satisfied and replete after waiting so long for her. It was worth the wait – for the first time in his life he’d experienced pure pleasure.

  With his mate.

  Hell, yeah.

  Abe released him and sat back on her haunches, watching him, seeing incredible satisfaction in his gorgeous hooded blue eyes while he continued to moan. Panties soaked through to her jeans, she ached. Not sure for what, but she ached for it. A big smile lit her face, his chest covered in all that glossy white tasting musky, tasting of Jericho was proof he enjoyed being with her.

  By far the best part was a certain new sensation of control she’d never felt before and that warmed her inside. As a female, it was hard to miss that Jericho eagerly and readily responded to her touch and she liked that a lot. Clearly, she pleasured him her first time trying. She only hoped there was more to sex than just plain touching. She liked when he fondled her breasts, appreciating them with a determined focus – she enjoyed the way he adored her body.

  Very softly, Abe giggled. Jericho made her feel like a real princess for the first time ever.

  Only Jericho’s heavy rasping broke the silence. Concerned, Abe asked, “I didn’t hurt you did I? You’re okay, right?”

  A gust of deep, baritone laughter rang out. “God no, Abe. You didn’t hurt me. Took me by surprise, but it was fucking fantastic. Thank you, but it’s your turn now.”

  “Me? I’m not taking my pants off. You said so.”

  “Then how come mine are down?”

  Abe smiled, but shook her head. “I think if what just happened to you happens to me, I will certainly want to mate you.”

  A shrill whistle from the hall alerted Jericho something was up as no one, and that meant no one, would willingly intrude. He whistled back, signaling he’d heard.

  Up off the bed, he strode to the door, cursing loudly while jimmying his pants up around his hips and wiping off his chest with his balled up shirt. He threw it behind the door before opening it a crack, blocking the view with his body. “What?”

  Reno saw Jericho’s face was a thundercloud ready to explode. “Visitors. For Abe and you.”

  Jericho blew out a long breath. “Imperial soldiers?”

  “Nah. Nothing as scary as them. It’s only her mother and Marklon’s here too. Says he’s gotta talk to you ASAP.”

  “Get Rad. I want him guarding this door. Abe’ll stay here until we find out what’s going on with mommy dearest.” Jericho closed the door and turned to watch Abe crawling off the side of the bed, gorgeous rack on full display, but her face was stark white. Shoulders slumped as her frightened eyes darted around the room revealing Abe felt trapped and cornered at mention her mother was here. When she glanced up ever so briefly it was to reveal her usually sparkling green eyes were now muddied and clouded.

  As she pulled her t-shirt over her head, braless, her breasts bounced, nipples peaking under the thin cloth. A deep groan escaped him. He’d burn all her bras except maybe one to wear when she was around other males, otherwise the show happening before his very eyes was gonna be an everyday occurrence.

  Shoving those thoughts aside, he was on her, folding her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head as she snuggled into his chest. “Listen to me, myn lykyng.” He stroked her soft hair, her scent, honey, lemons and rain swarmed him. He’d never get enough of it or her. “I’ll deal with your mother. You’re under my protection remember. I want you to stay here and don’t worry. Okay?”

  Abe could only nod. Fear closed her throat and tears threatened to fill her gloomy green eyes so she kept her head down, blonde curls hiding her face.

  Reluctantly, he released her to pull on a clean black t-shirt. Centred below the collar were words in fat fuscia pink letters. Only three words and too high up for him to see.

  Quickly, Abe wiped off the instant smirk. It was one of the t-shirts Matty had shown her online and she had ordered a couple for each of the team. The best though, she saved for Jericho. Except, perhaps right now wasn’t the most opportune time to play a practical joke on him, but it also wasn’t the time to tell him about her practical jokes.

  The t-shirt he wore said, I See Dummies.

  Two raps on the door signaled Rad was in place. When the door swung wide, he quirked a brow at Jericho, but said nothing as he stormed past. Rad reached in to close the door, hazel eyes atwinkle. He had already discovered one of Abe's t-shirts. Tea Rex with a tiny T-Rex, jaws opened ferociously wide, beside it. Cuter and nicer than the o
ne Jericho wore to meet her mother.

  Giggles escaped from Abe as Rad closed the door. He shook his head. Jericho wasn’t known to have a great sense of humor. No telling how Abe’s would go over with him. Still, his shoulders rolled forward as he softly laughed at Jericho in his usual black t-shirt with its catchy pink message.

  CHAPTER 17

  Jericho thundered down the long hall, Abe’s scent all over him. For the first time in what seemed an eternity of raging need and desire, his cock was utterly happy and his blue balls gone. He came three times.

  In. A. Fucking. Row.

  Long gone were the days when that happened. Often as not, he rarely enjoyed sex and when he did, it was only after a lot of hard work. Oddly enough with Abe, it was her soft hands, eagerness and obvious need to explore while watching his pleasure that totally fucking did it for him. He’d waited so long for her touch and it lived up to every fucking erotic fantasy.

  Before Abe, he hadn’t thought it possible to have plain old vanilla sex and immensely enjoy it. Not that they actually had sex yet. A shiver ran along the backs of his arms as an uncontrollable urge came to lock them both in his bedroom until they mated and sated themselves. He grinned; it might take a long time.

  She was still a fucking virgin.

  Capital fucking V virgin.

  Reno tore up the front stairs, stopping at the top, eyeing him closely.

  “Marklon can wait,” he ordered a grinning Reno with white choppers on full display. “Care to fill me in?” Jericho barked, shouldering past him. “Where’s mommy dearest?”

  “In your office and she ain’t a happy camper. Demanded to see Annabelle, er Abe, right away. Ordered everyone around, but we ignored her. That’s when the front door warped and won’t close now.”

  Beside Jericho, Reno jogged downstairs, eyes darting to the front of Jericho’s t-shirt. He wanted to bust a gut, but had the strength to hold back the snicker curling his upper lip. Was the boss intentionally trying to offend? Then it struck Reno, right between the cojones. This was Abe’s handiwork. He coughed to cover a snort.