Sex and Chocolate Chocolate Covered Cheri

by Marteeka Karland

  Cheri rose up on her elbows and looked down at her lover. They were both messy, but Jedadiah had managed to lick a good portion of her lower body clean. For a brief moment, he looked up at her, and their gazes locked.

  “You’re mine, Cheri. Never doubt it. From this moment on, I’ll never let you go.” He looked more intense than Cheri had ever seen him, and for Jedadiah Blackheart, that was saying something. Then he let out a breath and grinned sheepishly. “Well, unless you want me to.”

  She giggled. Despite being ready to explode from the sexual tension, Cheri found she was exceedingly happy. There wasn’t a place in the world she’d rather be than exactly where she was, or anyone in the world she’d rather be with than exactly who she was with. If this didn’t work out, she was definitely in for a rough time. In the short span of time they’d spent exploring the more carnal side of their relationship, Cheri had decided she really wanted it to last for a very long time, indeed. She could get used to this.

  Well, the being worshiped by such a hunky man part, anyway. The chocolate had been fun, but she was starting to become uncomfortable. She itched.

  “Come on, baby.” Jedadiah licked her navel one last time before standing and reaching a hand out to her. “Let’s clean up and get down to the real business of making love. I’m starving for more.”

  He actually looked like he meant it, too. His cock was standing out proudly, amongst all the chocolate, and his face was flushed even through his tan. Cheri took his hand gladly, but when she would have fallen into step beside him, he scooped her up in his arms and headed to his office bathroom. She squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck, and he kissed her as he carried her to a bathroom as luxurious as a five-star hotel.

  There were plush rugs in several places around the huge room as well as a large, open multi-directional shower all in white and royal blue. The vanity sported a mirror over the length of the wall, and Cheri got a good look at both herself and Jedadiah for the first time. They were filthy.

  “Not that I’m complaining, Jedadiah, but I think you might have overdone the chocolate,” she giggled.

  “You might be right about that, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I had too much fun.” He turned on the shower, and soon great steam billows rolled from the water.

  “I think I had more fun than you,” Cheri laughed. “I’m still a bit weak in the knees.”

  Jedadiah checked the water and adjusted the temperature twice before beckoning her to accompany him into the shower. “I seriously doubt you had more fun than me. I’ve been fantasizing about that for a while now, and it was definitely worth the wait.” He turned back to her, the heat from the steam no match for the heat showing in his eyes. “The combination of your flavor and the chocolate was intoxicating. I fully plan on doing this again sometime.”

  Cheri raised an eyebrow. “You’ve got me curious now.” She stepped toward him and wrapped her fingers gingerly around his sticky cock. He sucked in a breath, and his cock twitched in her hand. “Do you mind?”

  Jedadiah didn’t answer her -- he only swallowed. Cheri urged him farther into the shower but away from the spray and went down to her knees. Before she could think about what she was doing, Cheri took the head of Jedadiah’s cock into her mouth. The sweetness contrasted nicely with the slightly salty taste of his skin and the liquid oozing from the tip of his cock. He was right. The combination was quite addictive. She wanted more.

  Cheri sucked and pumped him. Over and over, she sucked him in only to ease back and let him come almost out of her mouth before repeating the process. Water sprayed everywhere, and it wasn’t long before chocolate ran down Jedadiah’s body in rivulets. Cheri knew she probably had a similar streaked look but she couldn’t bring herself to care just now. Jedadiah moaned and flexed his fingers in her hair, and the sounds he made were almost as wonderful as the taste of him. Cheri could certainly get used to this. Being in control of the pleasure of a man like Jedadiah Blackheart was a heady experience she was rapidly becoming addicted to.

  Finally Jedadiah pulled her to her feet. He squeezed a long stream of fresh-smelling gel onto her chest and rubbed her breasts with his hands until a light lather formed. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her soapy skin against his hair-roughened chest, and continued to roam his hands over her back and butt. Cheri sucked in a sharp breath when he tunneled one finger straight down the crack between her butt cheeks. She hadn’t been expecting that.

  He grinned at her, a wild kind of maniacal look in his eyes. “Got to cleanse you everywhere. I’m sure all that chocolate is making you as itchy as it has me.”

  Cheri only nodded. He had entered the realm of the unknown for her but she didn’t want him to know that just yet. Not unless he decided to go there later.

  Jedadiah lathered her from head to toe. He gently kneaded her hair into a rich lather and sat her on a ledge in the shower while he gently cleansed her pussy. Then he took a detachable head from the shower wall and rinsed her hair and the rest of the suds from her body before focusing on her cunt again.

  Water pulsed and drove into her flesh, not unpleasantly so, and Jedadiah used his fingers to stroke and brush every last drop of soapy film from her delicate skin. He laid the showerhead down and grabbed another tube of cleanser and squirted it around her pubic hair. He looked up and winked at her before rubbing it into her fiery pelt. He made his way to her cunt and carefully and thoroughly cleansed her lips and even just inside her sex. The soap was gentle and didn’t burn, and Cheri was struck at how prepared Jedadiah had been for this encounter. He’d apparently planned this all along.

  “You know --” She had to stop to clear her throat to keep her voice from squeaking. “-- it’s not a given that we’re having sex. You seem like you’ve got this all figured out.”

  He didn’t look up but kept working on her cunt like what he was doing was too important to be disturbed. “Yes, and?”

  “And --” She tried to push him away, but admittedly she didn’t try very hard. “-- I don’t know if I like you thinking I’m a sure thing.”

  “I never thought you were a sure thing. I just believe in being prepared.”

  That was when he aimed the pulsing water straight at her clit. Cheri decided it didn’t matter at that point, as long as he finished what he started. It didn’t take long for the water to push her over the edge once again, and her pussy contracted and spasmed again. Cheri screamed and grabbed Jedadiah’s shoulder to keep herself anchored. Her world was spinning, and her vision narrowed to include only Jedadiah. Spots swam in front of her eyes, and she finally just closed them and let her head fall back against the shower wall. She’d trust him to take care of her. At least for now.

  When the pleasurable sensations finally died down, Jedadiah washed himself quickly and turned off the jets. He snagged a towel and dried her off before he dried himself. He helped her dress, pulled on a fresh pair of jeans for himself, then he scooped her up and back to his office they went.

  It was totally trashed.

  “Yeah, I guess I did overdo the chocolate a bit.”

  Cheri giggled. “I tried to tell you.”

  “Well, that’s what I pay the cleaning crew for.” He gave her a quick kiss, then grabbed his cell and punched a button. “Have the car waiting in the parking garage beside Miss Dodson’s car and wait for me. Arrange for her car to be taken to my home.”

  “You’re doing it again.” Cheri struggled to get out of his arms.

  “Doing what?” Jedadiah seemed unperturbed, and didn’t let her get away.

  “Assuming you know what I want to do. Maybe I don’t want to go home with you.”

  “Which is why I’m having your car brought to my house. When we get there, if you still want to leave, you can. Personally, I don’t plan on you leaving unless it’s to get your toothbrush.”

  Chapter Five

  Jedadiah did his best to make the ride to his house as interesting as possible. If he could coax Cheri into wanting to take the next step, then h
e could maybe talk her into giving him a chance. One thing was sure, nothing had ever meant so much to him. He wanted Cheri more than he’d ever wanted anything in his life.

  By the time they reached his building, she was as flushed and dazed-looking as she’d been earlier. He loved that he had that effect on her. Every time he kissed her, it was like she was being kissed for the first time. Come to think of it, he felt that way every time, too. He could kick himself for all the time he’d wasted because he’d refused to see her for the sexy woman she was.

  When the door to his limo opened, he grabbed Cheri’s hand and guided her out of the car and into the building. The doorman tipped his hat and opened the door as Jedadiah shoved a bill into his hand. He had no idea what bill he’d given the man.

  The elevator took them to the penthouse. Jedadiah always chose the best. He’d settle for nothing less. Once there, he guided her in, and before he got the door shut, Cheri threw herself at him and kissed him like she meant to fuck him.

  Now.

  Until they both passed out.

  He had no doubt she could do it, too. Cheri had more passion in her than anyone Jedadiah had ever met. He supposed it was the price he paid for his lifestyle. He didn’t deserve Cheri, but he’d damned well do his best to change that.

  It took some doing, but he finally got them to his bedroom, in between wet, openmouthed kisses, and undressed. He thought his dick might explode before he could get the condom on it, and he just knew there was no way he would survive when he finally -- finally -- lay atop Cheri with the tip of his cock at her slick entrance.

  “What the hell are you waiting for?” She gripped his sides in a painful, fingernail grip.

  “Nothing.” He took a couple of deep breaths and tried to get himself under control. It wasn’t easy.

  “Then why did you stop?”

  “Because I’m about this close to ending it all, and I’m trying to make a positive impression here.” Jedadiah’s ears rang. He was coming. It was only a question of exactly how long he could hold it off. Not long, most likely.

  She put a hand on his face and forced him to look at her. Her eyes were wild looking, and her face was flushed. “You’ve already made a wonderful impression, Jedadiah.” Then she slapped him none too gently. “Now fuck me, already.”

  He groaned and just took the plunge. Both of them screamed, him actually louder than her. Sweat erupted from his skin, and that ringing in his ears turned to a roar. She was so tight!

  “Sweet God, don’t let me hurt you, Cheri,” he managed to get out. “You’re so fucking tight!”

  “Don’t stop, Jedadiah. Not now.” She clawed his back and wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into his ass.

  He thrust into her, unable to stop or slow down. Nothing had felt so good in a very long time. He was overcome with sensation, and all of it settled around his dick where it plunged into Cheri over and over again. All he wanted to do was go on fucking her all day and night. Every day. Every night. For the rest of his life.

  Her body was soft and tempting, rounded in all the right places. Her ample breasts were mashed against his chest, and her legs cradled and hugged him. Her thighs were soft but strong as she pulled him to her in the rhythm she wanted. She was tight as a virgin but with a wonderfully healthy appetite. Jedadiah thought he understood what she’d meant earlier. She wasn’t the type of woman to have casual sex.

  Which meant she had deeper feelings for him.

  The possibility hit him like a bolt of lightning, and there was no holding back his orgasm. Needing desperately to take her with him, Jedadiah stuck his hand between them to find her clit. Almost immediately, her pussy squeezed his cock, and she screamed. “Omigod! Jedadiah, I’m coming, I’m coming!”

  All he could do was grunt and continue thrusting into her like a man possessed. Thank God he’d remembered to put on that condom, because there was no way he could have pulled out of her. With a force just short of nuclear, his orgasm exploded. Nothing had ever hit him so hard and fast. He couldn’t even cry out or shout or beg for more. Every muscle in his body seized, and the only thing that seemed to be working was his dick as it pulsed and throbbed out his very essence.

  He wanted to stay buried inside her, but he was half afraid he’d blown the end off their protection. When he could move, he rolled off her, his cock slipping out with a wet plop. Jedadiah didn’t let her go, but used every ounce of strength he had left to stand and lift her off the bed. She was drowsy and simply wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his shoulder.

  The bathroom was only a few steps away, and he set her on the vanity. He discarded the condom and grabbed a washcloth. Warm water took a couple of seconds to heat from the tap, but once he wet the cloth, he took infinite care in cleansing Cheri. Making sure every drop of fluid from her excitement and orgasm was washed away, Jedadiah made one careful swipe after another. Because he couldn’t stand it any longer, he made one lick from pussy to clit before wiping away his saliva once again.

  Cheri jumped a little but said nothing, letting him finish. He washed himself before picking her up and heading back to the bed.

  “No offense, Jedadiah, but I’m not sure I can stay awake for another round.” She had a wonderful glow about her, and her smile was bright and dreamy, but her eyelids looked heavy. She seemed to have all kinds of trouble keeping them open.

  “Not to worry. I’m in the same shape,” he chuckled. “We’ve got all the time in the world.”

  “Jedadiah --” She touched his face and seemed to want to say something else, but stopped.

  He captured her hand gently and kissed the tips of her fingers. “It’s OK, Cheri. You have nothing to worry about. I promise.”

  She sighed softly and smiled. Closing her eyes, she snuggled into his body, and Jedadiah held her tightly. Now that she was here, he had no intention of letting her go.

  * * *

  Cheri awoke wrapped tightly in Jedadiah’s arms. So tightly, in fact, she couldn’t move. Which was what awoke her in the first place. She had a cramp. She highly suspected it was from muscles protesting from sudden use after a very long rest.

  She couldn’t stop the silly grin despite her discomfort. She had just made love with Jedadiah Blackheart. Yes, it was highly possible she was simply another notch on his bedpost, but somehow she didn’t think so.

  Two things influenced that thought. One, Jedadiah spent his life pushing women away. She didn’t know how things went in private, but even women he spent several months with got no public attention. Yet, he’d practically dragged Cheri to his penthouse with everyone getting an eyeful. She’d barely been decent when he’d yanked her out of that limo, thanks to him, and he’d made no apologies. It was as if he was staking a claim. Letting everyone in sight know exactly whom she belonged to. A crude claim to be sure, but Jedadiah wasn’t known for his romantic overtures. Instead of romance, he’d more likely bellow, “She’s mine!” at the top of his lungs. Cheri figured he didn’t really know any other way to go about it.

  Secondly, in the years she’d been his personal assistant, she’d never known any woman he was sleeping with to actually go “home” with him. Cheri had personally set up several women with furnished apartments and credit lines, but to the best of her knowledge, he’d never taken them home. Some of them had complained loudly about it, too.

  Did she think he was head-over-heels-in-love-ready-to-marry-her? Not in the least. Did she believe she might possibly mean more to him than simply a convenient fuck? Definitely. Just how far he was willing to explore this she didn’t know, but she no longer saw him as unattainable.

  She’d never wanted to attain him, so to speak, but now that there was a chance, she found she couldn’t help but want him. He was handsome, to be sure, but it was the man beneath that interested her. He was so multifaceted it spun her head, but he intrigued her. Beyond anything she’d ever known. Her only question was, was Jedadiah Blackheart the man she wanted for the rest of her life?

 
Whatever else she would have contemplated would have to wait. Nature called. And that cramp was getting worse.

  Cheri shrugged away from Jedadiah and stumbled out of bed, limping on the leg with the cramped thigh. A few ginger steps later, she was in the bathroom. Once she relieved herself, she decided to run through the shower to get rid of the sleep sweat and just to feel fresh. She didn’t have that just-fucked uncomfortable feeling because Jedadiah had been meticulous in his cleansing, but still. A good, hot shower would help clear her head and give her a fresh start on things.

  It didn’t take long. She simply rinsed, used a poofie full of clean-smelling gel, and rinsed again. When Cheri stepped out and grabbed a clean towel to dry herself, she caught her reflection in the mirror again.

  She still had that nice glow to her, but it was more of contentment. Cheri smiled as she remembered the way they’d shared each other. It had been exciting, fun, tender, and a bunch of other things all rolled up into one. She might still have to deal with the aftermath when Jedadiah woke up, but at the moment, all she wanted to think about was how good it had been to be in the arms of a man who actually made her feel tiny for once in her life.

  Taking a closer look at herself, she saw all the flaws with her body she’d accepted a long time ago were still there, but Jedadiah would have seen them all. He’d certainly had time enough to view them. Hell, half the metropolitan area would see them unless he edited the hell out of that video.

  The video.

  How could she have been so stupid! “Correction,” she said aloud. “Half the damned country will see my body and all its flaws unless he edits the fuck out of that video.” Quite literally, too. She didn’t know how much of their hanky panky he’d caught, but she hoped he’d respected her wishes.

  “How could you even think something like that, Cheri?” Jedadiah leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. He had a hurt expression on his face, and Cheri almost bought it, but his wicked smile ruined the effect.