Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1) (55 page)

Continuing with her lazy assessment of Joe’s finest features
she followed the dark fluff of his happy trail all the way down between those V
muscle hip dips. What did Joe call them; was it obliques? No matter, they
definitely warranted a lick and she slid down a bit to reach them. Flicking her
tongue out she traced the line of raised muscle up and down each side of his
hips careful not to touch the only part of his body that was most definitely
up; she was savouring that moment. Joe moaned quietly and brushed a hand over
his cock.

His glorious morning erection was breath taking; he was cut so
she could see the slit at the head currently oozing drops of pre-come which
made her wonder if he was in the throes of a naughty dream – hopefully
she was starring in it. The prospect excited her unbelievably and no longer
able to resist she nuzzled the velvety skin, inhaling his musky scent that was
uniquely Joe.

“Oh god” she whimpered. “Too divine Sleepy Horny Joe.”

Rachel breathed in again deeply before flicking her tongue over
the tip capturing the salty nectar, savouring it like an aphrodisiac. Wrapping
her whole mouth around his shaft she swallowed him as deeply as she could
humming her pleasure. She loved the feel of his penis and absolutely hated when
he sheathed it in latex. Rachel decided that later she would surprise him with
the news that he didn’t need to wear a condom; she’d had a hysterectomy many
years previously and couldn’t therefore get pregnant, and Joe had already made
it clear he did not have unprotected sex. She hoped he’d trust her enough to
believe she was safe because she was madly desperate to be as close to him as
possible; to feel every inch of his impressive cock bare in her.

The thought of it elicited a moan from deep within her that
vibrated around her mouthful of hot, hard cock. In turn she heard Joe groan and
her eyes lifted to check whether he had woken up. In fact he hadn’t but he
looked like he was definitely enjoying a deeply erotic dream. When her name
escaped his lips on a long low moan, Rachel’s chest swelled and her sex
quivered in response. Joe was indeed dreaming of her and she was about to make
it all come true.

**********

“Suck me oh yeah… “

Joe woke up to the best feeling in the world. At first he
thought he must still be dreaming but he soon realised that it was Real Life
Rachel because no one else had
ever
made him feel this good, not even in his dreams and certainly not first thing
in the morning because he usually preferred to sleep alone. This though had to
be the number one reason for never doing so again. The plump wet lips gorging
on his pulsing cock and the nimble fingers running up his thighs and caressing
his balls were driving him wild.

“Rachel, baby, please don’t stop” he rasped fisting his hands
in her hair. His whole body was rigid with the effort it took not to come too
soon but Rachel was apparently deftly skilled at what she was doing and as she
gripped the base of his shaft hard and swallowed him deep in to her throat he
felt like he was going to hit the ceiling.

“Oh shit! I’m gonna come.” And with that warning Joe’s hips
bucked fiercely as he exploded streams of hot silky come into Rachel’s mouth.
His cock continued to spasm as she sucked up every last drop in triumph. Joe’s
heart was racing as he panted hard trying to steady himself but in reality he
was reeling from the effects of the amazing woman currently crawling up his
body.

“Good Morning” she smiled at him as she placed a kiss on his
open mouth. He could taste himself on her and he liked it.

“Oh I think this qualifies as the best fucking morning ever” he
smirked at her.

She laughed right back at him as she licked along his upper lip
then shocked him completely as she whispered in his ear. “Darling, we haven’t
even got to the fucking part yet!”

That was it – right there Joe Mason decided Rachel Renton
was his. He was without a doubt head over heels in love with her crazy,
unpredictable sexy self. Now all he had to do was convince her that he was
worth investing in because he was never letting her go otherwise.

“Rachel, baby, hold up a while” Plastered to his chest she had
begun to wriggle distracting him like crazy but he needed to air a few things
first. He placed his hands on her waist stilling her movements and she propped
herself up on his chest so she could look at his face while he spoke to her.
Rachel sensed this was important even though his timing was questionable.

“I realise how difficult it was to tell me about Luc and I
promise not to let it come between us anymore, but you deserve some honesty
from me in return. I know I’m not always an easy person to be with,” Rachel
snorted and Joe raised an eyebrow silencing her, “but you’re changing something
in me sweetheart. In spite of my privileged upbringing, I’ve led a discontented
life till now.” Joe hesitated; it was harder than he thought saying this stuff
out loud. Rachel waited patiently while her fingers played idly with his chest
hair.

“As a teenager I was always striving hard to please my parents
and be the best at everything at school. I devoted all my spare time to
studying trying to outdo my older brother, Robert. I wasted precious years
trying to be who they wanted and……I lost myself.”

Rachel massaged his rigid shoulders in strong circling
movements but remained quiet, intuitively knowing he needed to speak now or he
never would. She lightly kissed his chest inhaling his familiar scent and in
turn, Joe squeezed her hips lightly. These little caresses soothed him and gave
him reassurance. He sighed with the weight of his next words.
 

“My marriage was a farce and the only real enjoyment I’ve ever
known was being with my kids. When I moved to Manhattan my limited social life
was charity balls and work functions with a never-ending supply of girls
willing to accompany me. My mother arranged them as dates so it would look good
in the society photos. It worked for me – I fucked them and moved on. No
emotion required.” Joe’s voice was flat and he paused.

“Then London hit me like a ten ton truck with you driving it
baby.”

“Women drivers eh?”

Joe chuckled and smacked Rachel on the bum.

“Ouch!” she squealed before asking, “And your life now, Joe?”

“That depends on you Rachel. I want a relationship with you. I
know I’m asking a lot especially since you lost Nate so recently; then the
whole fling thing with the little Luc prick. Oh he thinks he’s safe now but he
had better not show his fucking ugly dimpled face around here again.”

Joe’s voice had risen and Rachel smacked his chest. “Hey
– you promised Joe.”

“Shit, sorry, I really need to get over that.” Joe ran a hand
though his hair; he couldn’t believe thinking of seeing Luc could get him so
riled up so quickly. “Alright; the boy lives. Anyway; that’s all I got –
am I in or out?”

Rachel laughed – she knew Joe would only last so long at
the touchy feely stuff. She took his head in her hands and kissed him on the
lips. “You’re in mate.”

Joe closed his eyes while relief soared through his system
giving him an instant high. “Thank fuck for that. I love you. I’m not going to
stop saying it, but I can wait for you to catch me up.”

“Oh ok bossman. You seem suddenly very sure of yourself.”
Rachel was mocking him.

“Never doubted it to be honest.”

“Oh hello Joe, welcome back.” The sarcasm dripping off Rachel’s
every word had Joe cracking up and he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed
tight laughing into her hair.

“You love me – you just don’t know it yet,” he teased her
still holding her captive against his chest.

“Too tight! Too tight!” Rachel shrieked as Joe planted kisses
all over the bits of skin he could reach without releasing her from his solid
embrace.

Rachel continued to struggle against him and somewhere along
the way the kisses turned from playful to passionate and the wriggling
developed into writhing and the yelping into moaning. They were feasting on
each other; drawing strength and peace and ecstasy until they were nothing but
sensation. Joe eased Rachel onto her back and paused his caresses long enough
to look into her eyes so she saw him and how much he loved her. Sliding a
condom on and easing himself into her heated sex they moved in a harmony of
their own making. It was sweet and sensual and intense.

Rachel didn’t need to catch up with Joe – she was already
there. She had loved and lost and wasn’t about to let this man slip away. Life
was cruel and wonderful; fickle and bountiful; but she had learned to hard way
that nothing lasted forever and it was vital to embrace the moment.

“I feel you Joe – all of you, and I love you baby.” Joe
thrust into her reaching her most sensitive spot. Her climax tingled low in her
stomach and then burst through her system rocking her to the core. It was
intense and she spasmed wildly as she came, chanting, “I love you” over and
over.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you….” Rachel’s declaration of
love shattered the last of Joe’s resolve and he exploded inside of Rachel as he
rode out the most exquisite orgasm of his life. Completely undone, Joe’s big
body shook as he struggled to deal with the storm of emotion swirling around
his head. He nuzzled her neck, calming himself with Rachel’s unique scent and
the feel of her skin against his face, and she waited patiently. She mindlessly
rubbed her hands up and down his arms and over his back and whispered into his
hair how much she loved him. It was an intensely intimate exchange which bound
them irrevocably closer.

Joe lifted himself up on his arms and stared at Rachel for the
longest time. She shifted beneath him becoming a little self-conscious under
his intense scrutiny. “Joe, honey are you ok?”

“You. Are. Amazing” Joe’s eyes crinkled as he smiled and the
grey turned silvery as his expression softened. “I’m sorry I gave you such a
hard time; this is all wonderfully new to me. I want you in my life.”

A silly smile lit up her gorgeous face and the extreme tension
of the past few minutes dissolved. “Well, we’ll see – there’s not just me
now is there? There’s Jess and Lucy of course – although they seem to
love you already. But then there’s Karen – my best friend, and the rest
of the crowd.
 
You need to meet my
friends and they are going to give you a hard time at first because of Nate.
They can be a bit over protective and you; well you’re scary let’s be honest.
And then there’s the one whose name cannot be mentioned without you getting a
hernia over it – he’s going to be around and you’ll just have to grin and
bear it because he’s the twins’ best friend. Oh my god their friends. Wait
until you meet George and Leo – fuck, I can’t bear to think about it.
Then there’s….”

“Rachel!”

She jumped at the sound of her name. Joe was still looming over
her looking perplexed.

“What?”

“You’re rambling; I have no fucking clue what you’re on about.”

Rachel clamped a hand over her mouth and rolled her eyes. “Oh
god I’m sorry. I ruined the whole big ‘I love you ‘ moment again didn’t I? I
need to shut my mouth.”

“Or not – it’s a very clever mouth.” Joe licked it then
flopped on to his back by her side. Rachel smacked his arm.

“Don’t be gross while I’m trying to apologise.”

 
“I’m just offering
a helpful suggestion. As your boss you could listen to my advice once in a
while.” Smug Joe was back in the room grinning like an idiot.

“Is that so?” Rachel enquired innocently, distracting him by
flicking her tongue around her mouth seductively, tracing the wet trail he’d
just left. Joe snorted patronisingly as Rachel reached down with her other hand
and pinched him in exactly the same spot on his inner thigh as she had done
once before.

“Fuck!” yelled Joe as Rachel swiftly scrambled out of range.
Jumping off the bed in an attempt to escape, she got as far as her bathroom but
before she could shut the door on him a large arm reached out and grabbed her
round the waist. Squealing and laughing as he held her off the ground, Joe
proceeded to tickle her until she pleaded for mercy.

“Wow!” Joe let Rachel go slowly letting her slide down his body
to the floor. He was peering around her bathroom with wide eyes. “That’s a lot
of black and gold.”

“Do you like it?” She could already tell he didn’t.

“It’s just not what I would have expected that’s all. It’s very
decadent and your usual tastes run to a more sophisticated style.”

“I tell you what – let me run a bath and we can discuss
interior design as you seem to be an expert all of a sudden.” She marched over
to her fabulous roll top bath and flicked on the taps depositing a generous
amount of bubble bath in the water.

Joe screwed up his face tugging on his beard. “I’m not fucking
getting in that.”