Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1)

by Jessie Courts

  “Getting nicer all the time bossman.”

  One side of Joe’s mouth lifted in amusement as he shrugged out of his shirt. He moved closer as he undid his fly button by button and kicked off his loafers followed swiftly by the jeans. He pulled off his socks until all that was left was a pair of tight black Calvin Kleins that did nothing to conceal the huge bulge at his crotch. With one knee he nudged Rachel’s legs open and knelt between her thighs; he could smell her arousal and it was all the motivation he needed. Placing his right hand under her left knee Joe lifted her leg so he could settle in close and resume his assault on her mouth. Plunging his tongue in her mouth mimicking the grinding of his groin against the crotch of her jeans soon had Rachel moaning and clawing her hands through Joe’s hair causing him to grunt at the sharp spikes of pain she inflicted. It only enhanced his excitement and he desperately needed to be inside of her soon or he was in dire danger of coming in his shorts and ruining the whole fucking experience. Literally.

  “Bedroom” Joe announced before scooping Rachel into his arms and striding through the apartment with her clutching his back whispering ‘hurry’ into his ear, her warm breath spurring him on.

  “Jesus” he hissed depositing Rachel on to his king size bed and climbing on over her, he’d never been so turned on in his life.

  “Clothes off!” he commanded trying to negotiate the buttons on her shirt but his big fingers weren’t deft enough and his patience was fast depleting. Clutching the flimsy fabric in both hands he pulled the blouse apart sending the little cold buttons scattering over his bed covers. Rachel gasped then laughed as she lifted her back to unclasp her bra. Joe took a moment to appreciate how sexy she looked as her tits sprang free begging for his attention. Naturally, he obliged immediately by running his thumbs over her dark nipples. Feeling them harden under his touch and watching the expression of bliss cross Rachel’s features, he rolled them and pinched them until she was writhing beneath him tugging his underwear down his thighs.

  As he struggled to get her jeans off Rachel slipped a hand between their two bodies and cupped his balls. Joe jerked and groaned pausing in his task of relieving her of the rest of her clothes to enjoy her touch. He rested his forehead on her shoulder and sighed deeply as she caressed, tugged and stroked causing his cock to jerk and swell. Rachel wasn’t hesitant in her touch, which surprised yet excited Joe.

  “Feels so nice baby” he teased her.

  “You seriously want to wind me up while I have my hand around your bollocks, Mr Mason?”

  “I love it when you talk dirty, Mrs Renton!”

  Rachel squeezed a little too hard and Joe grunted in protest. Rachel let out a snort but continued to hold on to him as she wriggled out of her jeans and underwear using one leg to push the other one down. She toed off her shoes hearing them thump to the floor. Joe kicked off his briefs careful not to cause himself any more damage in Rachel’s grasp. She tugged him again and felt his rigid shaft prod her in the stomach and Joe’s hand cover hers.

  “That’s enough of that now sweetheart. Lie back and let me look at you.” Joe kneeled up on the bed and placed Rachel’s arms above her head. Instructing her to leave them there he took an ankle in each hand and spread them about a foot apart.

  “I don’t want you to move, or speak unless I say you can.” Joe’s voice was quiet yet stern and Rachel’s eyes widened at the request. Her breathing quickened and she was so wet she could feel her juices run down her thighs. She nodded her acquiescence feeling a little like one of the fictional characters in one of her erotic novels. A giggle escaped her before she could stop it, partially from nerves but also from the reality of her situation. Here she was lying in Joe Mason’s bed being told what to do by the man himself sporting the biggest erection she’d ever seen. The giggle turned swiftly into a loud gasp as Joe slipped a finger into her with no warning.

  “Fuck!” Rachel clamped her hand over her mouth.

  “You’re not very good at this game are you Rachel? That was both speaking and moving.”

  Rachel pressed her lips together tightly and tensed her body trying to make a good impression and play by Joe’s rules. All the while the incessant throbbing in her clit was driving her to distraction. Joe removed his fingers from her pussy. “So wet for me,” he murmured inhaling the scent of her deeply then shocking her by sucking on his glistening hand and humming his pleasure. Rachel had never seen anything so erotic in her life and her skin prickled in anticipation of what was next on Joe’s list of most tormenting moments in sex ever.

  Having Rachel in his bed, spread out like his next meal was Joe’s idea of heaven. She had no idea how fucking sexy she looked all flushed with arousal and wide eyed with anticipation. His instinct was to climb on top of her and fuck her hard and fast giving them both some much needed relief, but his alpha male had kicked in and he needed to prove his credentials in bed were just as impressive as his skills in the board room. He had known Rachel wasn’t very good with authority and having her take instruction from him in bed was costing her dearly. He was hoping all the pent up frustration would work in his benefit once he let her have her way. Now though he was enjoying playing with her.

  Joe sucked the last of Rachel’s juices off his fingers and smiled as he laid himself on top of her. He settled his mouth over hers making her taste herself on him. It didn’t seem to faze her as her tongue darted out to meet his in a frenzy of licking, swiping and thrusting leaving him in no doubt as to her desire. He licked his way down her neck to her throat and then the valley between her breasts where he could feel her rapid heart beat. Their fingers were entwined above Rachel’s head leaving only Joe’s mouth to explore her skin and he soon learnt where she was most sensitive when her hips jerked in protest. He tormented those spots a few times just so she would push against him savouring the feel of her soft warm skin against his straining cock.

  Untangling their hands Joe brushed his fingertips down the insides of her arms across her armpits and down her ribcage. Rachel couldn’t help sighing with pleasure as Joe started back on her breasts, cupping and kneading them but staying away from her taut nipples until she whimpered aching for his touch. Arching her back into him she whispered ‘please’ over and over until Joe lowered his mouth over one breast laving the sensitive tip, then moving to do the same to the other one. Rachel instinctively spread her legs a little wider and bucked her hips into Joe’s groin.

  “I need to feel you inside me Joe.” The words were not a request or a plea just a statement of fact.

  “Patience and shush. No talking.” Joe bit down on her nipple to stress his point, and then added, “Screaming my name is an exception.”

  Rachel rolled her eyes at him; still an arrogant son of a bitch even in the throes of passion. It caused her to want him more and make her even wetter. Her clit was engorged and throbbing to the point of pain but she discovered every time she encouraged him to hurry up, he did just the opposite and it was clawing at her sanity. Fisting the sheets either side of her she tried to relax and enjoy his adoration of her body mildly distressed by the knowledge he was going to hit her stretch marks any minute and probably run a mile.

  Joe wondered why Rachel had closed her eyes and gone all placid on him and he suspected it was something to do with what she perceived as her less than perfect body. Why did women think men gave a shit about stretch marks? The fact that her incredibly lush tits were an endless source of pleasure to him and her sweet cunt was drenched overshadowed a few little lines that bore testament to her giving birth to two incredible daughters.

  “Open your eyes and look at me Rachel.”

  Rachel reluctantly lifted her eyelids expecting Joe to make some sort of arsehole comment but what she was gifted with was the man on his knees straddling her holding his rock hard cock in his hand. Lazily stroking himself she could see the pre-cum oozing tantalisingly from the tip and her mouth watered with the sheer need to taste him again.

  “This is what you do to me Rachel. You are hot ba
by and I’m hard for you all the time. From the minute I get a waft of your perfume in the office, or catch a glimpse of your arse in those ridiculously tight skirts of yours to the moment I finally got you naked in the steam room, I have wanted you. Feel me.” Joe picked up Rachel’s hand and placed it over his cock. There was no question he was as hard as an iron rod. Rachel tightened her grip and Joe dropped to the mattress in deference to her touch.

  Rachel leaned over and held his head in her hands. She kissed one cheek then the other then nuzzled his beard breathing in the scent of him. She kissed him full on the mouth loving the feel of his soft lips on hers, before she spoke.

  “Thank you. It means a lot to hear you say those words, and now no more waiting Joe. Condom?”

  Wordlessly, Joe turned towards his bedside cupboard and fished around for the box he kept there. He passed her a foil packet, which Rachel tore open. Placing the condom on the tip of his penis, Rachel slowly sheathed the length of him loving the bob and swell of his shaft as she worked the latex over him. Joe had his eyes squeezed shut and was holding his breath scared he was going to blow in her hand. His legendary control was nearing its peak and he had to use every bit of restraint as he felt Rachel lower herself on to him.

  Joe grasped Rachel’s hips slowing her descent. He could feel her pussy walls hot and tight around him and because she was so wet he went in easy. Still he knew he was big and she would be sore if he wasn’t careful. Apparently, Rachel didn’t share his concern and impaled herself quite swiftly twisting handfuls of his chest hair as she placed her hands on his pecs for leverage.

  “Fuck me hard Joe.”

  “Jesus Rachel; I want to baby but are you sure?” Rachel lifted up then slammed back down to literally ram her point home. They both grunted in shock.

  “Hard, Joe!” she wasn’t begging, she was demanding and Joe was happy to comply. Flipping her on to her back, Joe thrust into her. He felt her legs circle his waist drawing him in and her hands drop to his behind as she dug in her nails and pulled him closer.

  “Yes Joe yes, harder, fuck me.” Rachel couldn’t stop the expletives as Joe rammed into her. The first signs of her climax threatened as warmth coiled in her belly and her womb clenched. As Joe rocked into her back and forth his abs brushed her clit sending sparks of light and heat around her body. She felt him swell inside of her and knew he was also close so she clenched her pussy walls around his cock and pushed out a little until she heard him gasp and wildly buck into her. The tension was overwhelming and Rachel sobbed desperately for him to go harder, faster, deeper and when he reached between them and slipped his fingers over her clit rubbing frantically, she finally unravelled. Her orgasm exploded in a rush of sensation that turned her limbs to jelly and her insides into liquid heat. Joe’s thrusting was urgent as his own climax tingled its way from his lower spine to his balls. He yelled her name as his whole body went rigid then spasmed as he came groaning loudly into her neck.

  Rachel roughly grabbed Joe’s hair and lifted his head away from her. She wanted to see his face and know that he was as affected by what just happened between them as much as she was.

  “Don’t hide from me Joe,” she whispered tenderly. He was still looming over her although she could feel his arms shaking with the pressure of holding himself away from her. She pushed him indicating for him to get off and he fell back into the pillows looking spent but perturbed.

  “What’s up bossman?”

  “That was fucking ridiculous.”

  “Oh, lovely. I take that as a compliment.”

  “Take it any way you fucking like, but we’re definitely doing that again soon.”

  Rachel smacked him on the chest with the palm of her hand. He didn’t flinch but he did raise an eyebrow in question of her actions.

  “You are rude.” She watched in fascination as he removed the condom; tied the end up and wrapped it in a tissue before launching it at the bin on the other side of the room. Men were gross.

  “I’m rude? What about you?” and he proceeded to mimic her ‘harder, faster, deeper’ requests from only moments before. Rachel was mortified.

  “Piss. Off!” she shrieked at him as she launched herself in full attack mode prodding and pinching him whenever she made contact with his skin. Joe batted her hands away easily getting in a couple of retaliatory tickles causing her to kick out at him. Finally he turned her on her stomach and lay on top of her whilst making sure she could actually breathe. His dick was hard again and he nestled it in the crevice of her bum cheeks, which she wriggled enough just to torment him.

  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.