Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1) (42 page)

Laughing hysterically, Rachel was crying for Joe to get off
her. She secretly loved the feel of his big body trapping her and the evidence
of his arousal resting happily against her back, but she needed a wee and was
absolutely parched.

“Jooooooe.” She croaked. “If you don’t get off I’m going to wet
your bed. And I need a drink. Pleeease”

With a dramatically loud sigh, Joe lifted himself off her and
stood up by the side of the bed offering his hand to help her up.

“My bathroom is through there” he indicated the way. “I’ll get
us something to drink. Don’t leave this room.”

“Yes sir” Rachel saluted his broad back and mighty fine glutes
as he strolled buck naked towards the kitchen.

**********

The face staring at her in the mirror was barely recognisable
as the same person who had gotten all dolled up to go out on her first date
with the man of her dreams. Rachel’s hair was definitely looking mussed and she
tried to comb it out a bit with her fingers. Her lips were noticeably puffy
from Joe’s forceful kisses and a light flush covered her body.

“No doubt about it Mrs Renton” she remarked to her reflection,
“You looked freshly fucked!”

Chuckling at her good fortune, Rachel climbed back into Joe’s
enormous bed and slipped under the covers to wait for him. She realised she
must have dozed off as she felt the bed dip with the weight of her lover and
she hummed her pleasure as he gathered her up in his strong arms for a cuddle.
She didn’t think Joe was the kind of man to want to snuggle but she wasn’t
knocking it. She missed this aspect of having a partner; Nate was very tactile
and she loved being affectionate with him; it had been kind of lonely without
that for the past few months. Rachel let out an appreciative sigh that caused Joe
to grin broadly at her. God she loved it when he did that – his whole
face lit up and his silver eyes sparkled.

Joe reached for the glass of water he had fetched from the
kitchen for her and placed it to her lips to drink. He licked the drops that
fell to her chin and down her neck and onto her chest. The cool liquid against
her hot skin felt divine and his clever tongue set her nerve endings on edge
making her shudder. Joe took the glass and trickled water in to her cleavage
that pooled in her belly button lapping and sucking as he followed the river
down her body.

“Close your eyes baby.” Joe’s breath warmed her cheek as he
whispered in her ear. Rachel eyes fluttered closed and immediately her other
senses became more alert. Just the anticipation of Joe’s next moves made
Rachel’s nipples harden and her sex clench. She could feel Joe move and then
the sharp shock of cold as an ice cube hit her throat.

“Oh!” Rachel cried in response to Joe swirling the ice over her
skin. As he circled her breasts without actually touching her nipples she
arched her back straining towards his touch. Joe chuckled in satisfaction as
Rachel jerked and convulsed under the icy assault. Where the cold touched her
skin his hot tongue soon followed sending her reeling under the conflicting
sensations. Pausing for greater effect, Joe picked up another cube and touched
the ice to each of Rachel’s rock hard nipples. She jolted off the bed.

“Stop, please stop, I can’t bear it.” Rachel tried to make a
grab for Joe’s wrists but he was too quick especially as her eyes were still
tightly shut. He laughed and rubbed the ice against her clit taking her completely
by surprise.

“Fucking hell!” she yelped and her eyes flew open as she bolted
upright. Joe threw his head back and roared until Rachel pushed him flat to the
mattress and climbed on top of him straddling his hips. She could feel the tip
of his erection against her bottom and she wriggled enough to turn Joe’s
laughing into choking.

“Ha! Serves you right!” Rachel smacked his arm. Joe grasped her
by the hips and held her tight so she couldn’t move. He continued to keep her
in place glaring at her; as she began to relax he started to rock against her.
The mood was deeply erotic and Rachel’s breath was coming out in shallow pants
as she braced herself. She felt Joe’s arm muscles bunch and his abs tighten as
he lifted her up and slid under her at the same time so she ended up sitting on
his face. She fell forward bracing her hands on the wooden bed head for balance
as Joe’s tongue darted out and licked her from the top of her clit to the
opening of her sex. In her entire life Rachel had never felt anything so
exquisite and she let out a long cry of pure pleasure. The way he constantly
switched his teasing from playful to sensual muddled her senses but added to
the excitement. The skill of his tongue was rapturous and the feel of his beard
against her thighs as he lapped her only increased the sensations. Rachel was
in heaven – she couldn’t get over the fact that this was happening to
her. She was in bed with the most attractive man she’d ever met and he was
treating her to the most explicitly dirty sex of her life.

“Oh Joe” she moaned and he must have liked the sound of his
name on her lips as he hummed against her clit. The added thrill of the
vibrations from his mouth sent her spiralling into a climax she couldn’t
control. Screaming his name, Rachel rode Joe’s mouth as her orgasm ripped
through her. Clamping his hands around her waist, Joe lapped and sucked her
pussy filling his mouth with her sweet come until she had to beg him to
stop.
 

“Stay right where you are beautiful” Joe instructed her as he slid
out from underneath her. Grabbing another condom Joe rolled it over his
straining cock quickly. The taste of Rachel on his tongue and the feel of her
quivering over him had sent his blood supply swiftly south and he’d never felt
so hard. Settling himself behind her he caressed the creamy cheeks of her arse.
She bucked against him driving him crazy. He briefly wondered how she would
respond to a slap on that delicious behind of hers, but he didn’t want to scare
her off so soon. Just the thought of her flesh pinking up sent him wild and he
rammed into her hard without warning.

The whoosh of breath that left them both was soon followed by
Joe grunting with every thrust. He wound her hair around his fist holding her
head back as he rode her giving his mouth access to her throat and neck. The
room was warm and a fine sheen of sweat covered their skin as they slid and
bumped against one another. The slapping sounds their bodies made as they
collided amplified the animalistic quality their lovemaking had taken on and
Joe was fast losing control.

“I’m gonna come soon Rachel. Come with me baby…” he dropped her
hair and circled an arm around her waist splaying his hand over her abdomen.
His balls drew up as the coil of his impending climax started to throb through
him. Straining to hold on he ran his fingers through Rachel’s slick folds until
he found her swollen clit relishing how wet she was for him. Strumming his
fingers over the nub of nerves Rachel gyrated against him keening her pleasure.
Hearing her needy moans sent Joe over the edge and he grabbed her shoulders
bucking into her wet heat wildly until his whole body went rigid as he came in
long spasms. Panting her name over and over, Joe circled her clit mercilessly
until Rachel soon followed rocking though her climax flooding his cock in warm
gushes.

“Holy shit” Joe croaked.

“Holy shit” agreed Rachel.

He rested his damp head on her back struggling to regain his
composure. He had experienced some wild sex in his past, but coupled with the
intensity of his growing feelings toward Rachel, it had never been so utterly
mind blowing. Not knowing whether she felt the same was killing him but there
was no way he would ask her yet. The feeling of vulnerability from earlier
still niggled and he felt emotional; happy for sure, but the uncertainty of
what lay ahead was mildly disconcerting. Rachel was proving to be an extremely
enjoyable addition to his life right now; one that he intended to enjoy for as
long as possible.

“Off!” she shouted collapsing with him on top of her. Joe liked
having her trapped beneath him but considering they were both hot and sweaty
agreed it was bordering on disgusting. He flipped on to his back by the side of
her.

“Oh my god – you are heavy!” Rachel complained turning on
to her back. She flung an arm over his chest and he took her hand.

“And that’s all you took from that little session – how
much I weigh? Not, god Joe you’re amazing in the sack?”

“I think I probably made that clear already. Don’t be a bloke
over it.”

“Eloquent and articulate as ever.”

“Sarcasm doesn’t suit you bossman. Pass me the water.” Sharing
what was left of the drink, Joe and Rachel started chatting managing to talk to
each other in full sentences like the intelligent adults they were.

“I know nothing about you Joe, not really.”

“Ask me anything you like.”

“Really?” she couldn’t believe he was agreeing so easily.

“Naturally, there are conditions” Rachel’s face dropped at the
inevitable; Joe gave nothing away for free. “Every answer I give, you also have
to answer – so only ask me what you want me to know.” he threw her a smug
grin and she tugged on his beard to make her displeasure known. He just grinned
more. “You should know that my facial hair has a direct connection with my
cock. Do that again.”

“Don’t be vile. Right first question; what’s your favourite
colour?”

Joe threw her a bored look. “It used to be black, but recently
I’ve changed to more of a blushing pink.”

Rachel blushed the exact shade he was referring to knowing full
well he’d designed his answer for that very purpose. She huffed. “Mine’s also
pink but more of a fuchsia colour.”

Rachel sat up on the bed and crossed her legs yoga style. Joe
raised an eyebrow and his cock twitched back to life at the view. Rachel
fumbled around behind her looking for the covers but Joe just kicked them off
the bed. She huffed again but decided to remain in position as it was evidently
torturing him and gave her immense gratification to see his pain.

“Favourite movie?” she asked.

“The Notebook.”

“Seriously? Oh my god I
love
The Notebook.” Rachel couldn’t believe it.

“That figures - you are such a girl – of course it’s not
the bloody Notebook.” Joe laughed and Rachel pulled his chest hair which just
made him laugh more. “I have to confess though; my favourite is just as much of
a cliché.”

Rachel pondered for a moment, “it’s The Godfather isn’t it?”

“Yup! Next question. Make it a bit more interesting. Don’t you
want to know how many women I’ve slept with?”

Rachel made a face, “Not at all – and I’m not sharing
that information with you either.”

“You’ve slept with women? Now I really want to know more!”

And so the question game continued in much the same manner of
Rachel trying to be serious and Joe winding her up. At least they were on
familiar ground and she did eventually end up getting to know a little bit more
about him. Before they knew it, the early hours of the morning were upon them
and they were both getting sleepy.

Yawning, Rachel lay herself back down next to Joe and snuggled
into his warm body leaning her head on his shoulder. “I need to sleep Joe,” she
mumbled. “But I don’t want this night to end.”

Joe’s chest tightened with happiness at her simple words and
the meaning behind them. He too had enjoyed every minute of being with her.
“I’ll still be here in the morning sweetheart.” He wrapped his arm around her
and held her close to him as he dipped his head pressing his lips to her head
as he kissed her goodnight. It was a tender and special gesture not lost on
either of them.

**********

Waking in the early hours of Sunday morning following the most
passionate and innovative night of love making, Rachel felt like she’d run a
marathon. Her body ached and she was a little bit sore but for the most
memorable of reasons. Smiling, Rachel reminded herself she was in her 40s and
not her 20s but Joe was too irresistible and she wanted to prove she was a
match for his incredible stamina. In the privacy of her own head, Rachel
thought about the three men in her life that she had slept with. Nate was her
first and they enjoyed a regular and fulfilling sex life. Rachel would have
been more than satisfied to only have known the tenderness and generosity shown
to her by her husband but then Luc came along unexpectedly and there was fun
and flattery and fantastically amazing sex. But oh my god, what if she had
never known Joe? The man was awesome to coin a phrase frequently used by his
fellow Americans. Rachel tried to think of a more apt description but
seriously, he was gifted, skilled and so fucking sexy she couldn’t breathe.
Their lovemaking had been slow and sensual; passionate and fiery; hard and
dirty but distinctly intense. Joe had taken her places she had never imagined
possible and she knew she was going to want to be with him again, and again,
and again.

It was extraordinarily warm in Joe’s bed, probably due to the
fact that his big body was half sprawled over her. He was bloody heavy but
Rachel relished the sensual feeling of being skin on skin. She was lying on her
back and he was lying on his stomach on the left hand side of the bed with his
right arm and leg entwined with hers. She could feel the rise and fall of his
chest against her side and the soft puff of his breath on her shoulder. His
hair had fallen into his face and she gently brushed it back so she could watch
him sleep. Joe was obviously relaxed, but it didn’t soften his handsome
features, just made him less scary looking. Rachel had come to realise that the
little bit of danger that radiated from Joe was thrilling and exciting and
really turned her on. This was something she had never experienced with Nate or
Luc who were always gentle and comforting. Meeting Joe had introduced her to a
side of herself she hadn’t explored before; it was a little bit wild and
extremely naughty. She responded to his domineering attitude without submitting
to it completely as she had come to learn it was borne of his natural arrogance
rather than a sexual preference. She never really felt threatened, as he’d done
nothing to hurt or humiliate her – if anything Joe had been intent on her
pleasure and had brought her to the best orgasms of her life.