Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1)

by Jessie Courts

“Shit Luc, I really need to come,” she pleaded with him. Rachel’s inhibitions had left along with all sane thought and she grabbed his right hand and shoved it between her legs.

  “Touch me, pleeeeease” she wailed throwing her head back hard into the mattress and clenching her thighs around his hand in a carnal display of pure need. Luc chuckled and hooked a finger inside of the thong separating him from her swollen clit. A short, sharp tug and the fabric gave way giving him complete access to his new most favourite place in the world.

  A deep sexy groan vibrated through Luc as his fingers became drenched with Rachel’s juices. She was so wet it made his cock throb and swell and he wanted to plunge into her slick heat more than he wanted to breathe. Rachel let her knees drop giving him greater access to her pussy. She gasped as one then two of his long fingers entered her hooking against the front wall of her womb to reach her g spot. Rachel moaned and thrust beneath him wild with lust; her eyes were squeezed shut and her face a mask of concentration.

  “You look so sexy; so hot; you make me so hard, Rach – I could keep teasing you all night just so I could look at you like this.” Luc cooed into her ear as his thumb pressed down on her clit making her cry out and buck into his hand.

  “Oh god Luc, don’t stop baby. Harder, go harder.”

  “Nah – you’re not ready yet.” he tormented her retrieving his fingers. He placed his hand over his nose and inhaled deeply his eyes flickering closed in pure ecstasy.

  “God you smell divine – I can’t wait to taste you.” Rachel’s eyes flew open staring daggers at him for denying her climax when she was so close, but the erotic effect of what he just did made her heart hammer wildly in her chest. Luc was going to use his magic tongue on her again and she was not beyond begging for him to hurry up.

  Luc slid down between her thighs using his shoulders to keep her open to him. Easing his way down her legs moving in between her knees Rachel’s entire body quivered in anticipation of what was coming next.

  Taking both her wrists in one hand holding them over her head he gave her one smouldering look then tapped her knee with his free hand. In a voice hoarse with desire he instructed

  “Open a bit more for me baby – wide as you can now.”

  Rachel spread her legs and placed her feet flat on the mattress. Luc was staring intently at her pussy and she was beginning to squirm a bit under his scrutiny. She supposed she should be a little embarrassed but the heated expression on Luc’s face just turned her on even more if possible, until she was sure he could actually see for himself how wet he made her.

  “That’s fucking awesome Rach” he moaned and in one fluid motion he dipped his head between her thighs and sucked on her throbbing clit until she whimpered. Releasing his grip on her wrists Luc lay on his stomach with his face buried in the sweetest place on Earth. Grasping her hips he clutched her closer still then placed her legs over his shoulders to give him total access to every part of her sex. Once he was happy with his position he smoothed his hands up and over her stomach to roll and pinch her nipples.

  “Oh yes Luc. Like that…shiiiiit.” Rachel’s nipples were so sensitive to his touch she felt it everywhere; deep in her core to the knot of nerves in her clit. Little licks of fire ignited every raw nerve ending until she felt like she would come from this exquisite stimulation alone. But then Luc’s clever tongue got to work and she plunged into a realm of ecstasy beyond anything she’d ever known. Whether it was the remainders of the alcohol freeing her inhibitions or just the fact that he was so skilled; Rachel no longer cared.

  Her freed hands fisted the sheets beside her as she jerked and gyrated to the rhythm Luc was applying to her clit. Her sensitive nipples were hard as bullets under his constant tweaking only heightening her pleasure. A low ache took hold in her stomach and worked its way down to her swollen nub Luc was currently laving. He let up momentarily to flick his tongue inside her but she wanted him back on her engorged clit which so receptive to his attentions. Humming in pleasure Luc slid his tongue through her plump pussy lips until returning to suck on her lush nub. Rachel moaned loudly in response to the vibrations and her hands flew to his head twisting in his hair as she gyrated against his face, bucking wildly as she came in his mouth.

  “Luuuuuuuc!” she screamed as her entire being shattered into a million pieces and her head was ablaze with colour and light in an epic overload of sensation. It was easily the most intense orgasm of her whole life; she was completely undone and yet incredibly, she craved yet more.

  “Luc baby, put a condom on. Now Luc – I need you in me. Pleaaaaase hurry.”

  She pushed at the heaving shoulders at her waist insistently until Luc stretched out to reach the bedside table drawer. Fumbling around for a few seconds Rachel saw the glint of a foil packet in his hand. Moving out from under Rachel, Luc flopped onto his back looking thoroughly smug. His face was slick with Rachel’s come and he was still breathing heavily.

  “You want me, you got me love” he tossed her the condom. Scrambling upright, she grabbed the packet super quick and manoeuvred herself up and over him until she was straddling his thick thighs. Luc folded his arms behind his head resting it in his hands determined to let Rachel do all the work now.

  Rachel paused momentarily drooling at the sight of Luc underneath her in all his masculine glory. His dick bobbed merrily against his stomach as Rachel frantically tore the foil square open with her teeth. He chuckled causing his abs to tighten then let out a strangled ‘aaarghh’ as Rachel rolled the condom onto his rock hard erection. Squeezing his balls gently Luc’s easy going expression soon rearranged itself into one of abject need. Rachel sighed in satisfaction as the blue eyes darkened and Luc’s focused grimace released the dimples.

  “I want to lick those – smile for me baby boy…” and she dipped the tip of her tongue into each cleft giggling at his forced grin.

  Placing her hands on his pecs she lifted her hips so that she was directly over the head of his cock now weeping pre-cum into the rubber. Rachel rubbed the length of him along her mound and they both moaned at the intense sensation, she then gradually lowered herself onto him engulfing his entire length in her tight heat. It felt like she had swallowed him whole and as she started to ride him Luc panted at the incredible sensations she was arousing in him.

  Luc released his hands so he could grasp Rachel’s hips helping to drive her up and back down his cock hoping to control the pace to his satisfaction, but when she reached behind to stroke and squeeze his balls he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

  “Jesus, fuck that feels good. Ride me harder Rach. C’mon baby.”

  Rachel could sense Luc was close. His brow was furrowed in concentration and he was lightly covered in a sheen of sweat. He looked so fabulous it made her moan in appreciation of the pure carnal beauty of the man in this moment and she clenched her walls around him in response to the feelings he invoked in her.

  “Jesus…” Luc gasped, “you’re going to make me come too quickly if you keep doing that.”

  “So I should stop?”

  Luc groaned and his voice deepened, “Don’t ever fucking stop.”

  Amazingly Rachel could feel Luc’s cock swell even bigger inside her and she rode him harder just like he wanted. Suddenly she felt Luc’s hands grip her hips and lift her off him. Momentarily stunned at the unexpected disruption Rachel soon found herself repositioned on all fours as Luc rammed himself into her from behind. He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head towards him as he plummeted his tongue into her mouth. Luc was strong and the power of his thrusting drove her into orbit as she came apart underneath him. Holding her in place with his big hands now on her hips Luc’s own orgasm followed swiftly as he jerked then stilled pulsating into her.

  “Fuck” he roared hoarsely, “holy fucking fuck!”

  Rachel and Luc fell back onto the mattress – the cool cotton sheets absorbing their heat while they calmed themselves. “Now who’s the one saying fuck a lot?” Rachel teased him. />
  Rachel hooked a leg over one of Luc’s and tucked herself into his side lightly tracing the swirls of his tattoo before resting a hand on his chest. Luc placed his hand over hers and they lay there staring at the ceiling smiling into the dark.

  Moments later the silence was rudely interrupted by the chime of a message alert.

  “Must be yours, mine’s off” croaked Luc.

  Rachel sighed grudgingly untangling her heavy limbs from golden boy’s, to go and find her discarded jeans to retrieve her phone from the back pocket. Crawling on her hands and knees across the carpet she heard a “whoa” pass Luc’s lips and she smiled at him clearly relishing the sight of her bare arse pointing in his direction. Honestly, she was too knackered to care; anyway he was obviously enjoying the view. Touching the message icon on her iPhone, Rachel read that the twins’ party was ‘crap’ and they were “on way home Mama.”

  “I have to go” groaned Rachel towards the bed and began the familiar task of gathering her things from his room.

  She wanted to take a quick shower then fall into her own bed and sleep for a week. Luc let loose a deep sigh.

  “Me too Rach.”

  “Eh? That doesn’t make any sense Luc you’re already in your own room!” she tutted at him.

  “I’m leaving tomorrow.” He replied his voice still raspy from all the sex noises.

  “What? Wait? Why? Motherfucker!” she blurted at him standing bolt upright at his statement.

  “And that there Mrs R is why. The irony of your incidentally vile language is that I am actually sleeping with the mother of my best friends. But now Rachel you are making me feel things I can’t deal with and I have to leave before I fall any deeper under your spell. What you do to me; I just can’t handle it. I need to go.”

  Rachel’s face crumbled at his words, the last thing she had set out to do was hurt him and yet that seems to have happened anyway.

  “Luc, don’t go yet; we need to talk about this properly but the girls will be back any minute. Let’s meet somewhere alone for breakfast tomorrow and sort this out. Please Luc?”

  Rachel realised she was sounding whiney but she felt panicky at the thought of him leaving her just yet. She had banked on another week to prepare herself for his absence and the return to reality and that was ultimately the crux of it. Without him to distract her she would have to trawl though those dreaded emails and finally face Joe Mason.

  Looking decidedly forlorn Rachel scurried to his door as they heard keys being jangled outside warning them that the twins were home.

  “Don’t go without discussing this with me first Luc; please” begged Rachel as she left him once again alone in his bed.

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  CHAPTER 10

  Rachel woke to a loud hammering noise. Moving her head to look at the time was a massive mistake as she soon realised the hammer was actually lodged in her head battering her brains from the inside out.

  “Oh god” she groaned, “I’m never drinking again.”

  Gingerly she sat up and waited for the room to stop spinning – she felt sick. Dragging herself to the bathroom required gargantuan effort and she was actually panting to combat the jolts of pain in her head. Reaching the loo she lowered herself to her knees; shoved her face in the pan and heaved out the remnants of her stomach. Sparks of light jumped around behind her eyelids and she just wanted to die on the spot. Lying down against the cool floor tiles Rachel sighed with relief as her world gradually stopped still. She was such a lightweight honestly - who was she trying to kid attempting to keep up with the younger generation?

  Rachel eased her way to a sitting position leaning up against the vanity unit for support. She was extremely grateful for the dim lighting and black décor in her delicate state and decided that she wouldn’t move for a bit. Her eyes fluttered closed and she ran her mind over the events of the previous evening. It was certainly a mad one full of ups and downs; at some points quite literally. Then she thought about all the naughty things she had done with Luc and sighed as warmth blossomed in her chest. The boy was magnificent – the best tonic she could have asked for. The fact that he was a modern day Adonis added to the delight – she never thought someone that attractive would want to be with her. Something was niggling though and she rooted around in her thoughts to wield out what was bothering her. Suddenly she remembered and her breath hitched in her throat and her chest became tight. Luc was leaving.

  Delicately manoeuvring herself up right Rachel reached into a drawer of the vanity unit and fished out a packet of ibuprofen. Glugging down 2 capsules with lots and lots of water – Rachel sat on the loo knowing it wouldn’t be long before the drugs kicked in and contemplated what to do. Her knee jerk reaction was to march into his room and tell him not to be so stupid – they could talk and work things out. But then she pondered on his reason for leaving; Luc was falling for her and neither of them wanted that outcome to this fling they were enjoying. Rachel adored Luc; every aspect of him was mighty fine and he was going to make someone a wonderful husband, but as much as she lusted after him and hungered for how he made her feel sexually – there was no way she could bring herself to think of a future together. It was a ridiculous prospect full of the obvious obstacles that come with such a big age difference, but mainly because of the twins. Rachel knew that Luc felt the same but also had his finals to focus on with his future all mapped out; and she certainly did not feature in it. She had been using him as a crutch and an excuse not to get on with the rest of her life. It had been wonderful but merely just a distraction that was putting her off attending to her responsibilities. Grudgingly she admitted that perhaps Luc was right – they couldn’t go on like this any longer; someone would get too irreparably hurt.

  Brushing her teeth to divest any remaining nastiness from the head in the toilet episode, Rachel resolved to seek out Luc and bring about closure to their affair. She popped on a pair of black lounge pants and a matching vest top leaving her feet bare as was her preference. She was still feeling pretty nauseous and couldn’t face wearing anything tight so left her bra off with only a soft black cotton thong for comfort. That was another thing that had changed since Nate – she never normally wore thongs but Luc loved them on her and they made her feel sexy knowing he knew they were on beneath her clothes, and she had gotten used to them now.

  It was still quite early in the morning. Considering they hadn’t all gone to bed until the early hours, Rachel wasn’t surprised that she couldn’t hear anyone up yet. Opening her door quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone, she crept down the hall past Luc’s room to check on the twins.

  Peeking her head around Lucy’s door she could see the sisters in the one bed fast asleep. She took a moment to appreciate the sight of her beautiful babies wrapped in each other’s arms sleeping deeply and her heart expanded with love until she thought it might burst. Their long dark hair fanned over the pillows and they looked peaceful. Closing the door softly Rachel headed for the stairs to go and put the coffee on. Halting at the top step her mind flooded with the mouth-watering memory of a half naked man boy god sitting at that exact spot only hours before waiting for her. Without thinking too hard about what she as doing, Rachel quietly let herself into Luc’s room closing and locking the door behind her.

  “Oh my lord…” gasped Rachel softly, not wishing to wake him up. The hammering in her head moved swiftly down to her chest as her heart rate quickened at the sight of her man boy god, Luc Vincent laid out before her.

  Rachel tried to take it all in at once and imprint it on her memory as she predicted she wouldn’t be privy to it for much longer. Luc was fast asleep on his front with the bedclothes rumpled low on his body teasing her with a partial view of his oh so tantalising tight arse. The rise of his gorgeous round bum peeked at her begging to be worshipped properly.

  “Hmm” she thought, her eyes twinkling in mischief “that can soon be remedied” and she gently pulled the covers down to his thighs. He didn’t even flinch and Rachel was rewarded wi
th a mouth-watering close up of his tight bum cheeks. Licking her lips, she lingered on his narrow waist and could hardly restrain herself from dipping her tongue into each of the two dimples at the base of his spine – god they were sexy. His back, which was lifting slightly in time with his breathing, widened all the way up to his broad shoulders, and she could see the tails of the tribal tattoo that crept over his right shoulder. Rachel had traced that tattoo with her fingertips only a short time ago – she knew how his smooth skin felt under her touch and she was itching to reach out and stroke him. Desire pooled at the apex of her thighs; her skin grew tight and hot she trembled with pure, unadulterated lust for the man in the bed before her. Rachel had absolutely no idea how she was ever going to let him go.

  She sank herself in to the armchair at the side of the bed and returned to her torturous inspection relishing every inch of the male form sprawled out before her. Luc’s head was turned to one side and his fringe covered half his face. What features she could see were relaxed in slumber; his long blond eyelashes fanned his cheeks and he was exhaling softly through his mouth making adorable breathy sounds that made her insides turn to jelly. His long arms were resting above his head, one under the pillow and one on top. This made all the muscles in his arms and upper back stand out and Rachel was dying to run a finger over the shape of each one. Instead she just sat there patiently and enjoyed watching him sleep.