“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.
Wriggling a little to try and loosen his hold on her so she could go to the loo and message the twins, Rachel heard Joe huff softly in his sleep. He flopped on to his back releasing her and she slid out of bed. Looking back over her shoulder as she entered the bathroom Rachel’s breath hitched in her throat; Joe was awake. His grey eyes bore into her and a half grin spread over his face. “Mornin’” Joe’s voice was raspy with sleep still.
“Hey” Rachel tried not to feel self conscious standing there completely naked. She grabbed his sheet from the end of the bed to cover herself, but his hand darted out to hold it firm. He shook his head.
“It’s a little late for modesty don’t you think?”
Rachel blushed even though she had to agree after the things he’d done to her last night. Somehow, in the early morning light, she felt less sure of her appearance. Joe was used to young, taut bodies with perky tits and firm thighs. Although Rachel was in fabulous shape for her age, she had carried and given birth to 2 babies and was not nearly as pert as she was 10 years ago.
“I have no idea what’s going on in that head of yours” Joe complained, “but if you don’t get your butt back here in 5 minutes I’ll give you something to think about.” With that he threw off the covers to reveal a rock hard morning erection. Looking quite proud of himself, he clasped his hands behind his head and gestured for her to hurry up.
“Not shy are we?” Rachel smirked as she headed to the loo.
“Babe, you have no idea.” Joe growled and Rachel stomach flipped.
“Is it alright to use your shower?” she called from the loo.
“No”
“No? Really?”
“Not without me in it.” And there he was – all 6 foot 3 of him standing in the doorway of the bathroom while she perched on the loo. Whilst Rachel was quite taken with his enormous morning glory pointing her way, she was not amused at having been disturbed on the toilet.
“Fucking hell Joe. Give me a minute.”
“No.”
“Again with the no? What’s wrong with you?”
“I don’t like wasting time. Anyhow, I’ve already seen just about every inch of you up close, what’s the point in hiding from me now?”
“Some things, like taking a wee, are supposed to be private.” Rachel groaned and put her head in her hands. “You’re not going to make this easy for me are you?”
“I have no idea why you think I could care less seeing you on the john, but if it bothers you that much, I’ll knock next time.”
Rachel smiled at the ‘next time’ comment feeling quite ecstatic at the prospect but she couldn’t deny that something stronger than sexual chemistry nagged at her. Joe was so different to any man she had ever known; he was complex; uncompromising; serious and intense leaving her trying to catch her breath half the time she was around him. But he also made her feel cherished and protected; not just due to his imposing physical presence but his absolute conviction in everything he did. Rachel wanted to explore more of the man’s character and get him to shake some of that iron control he exerted over his emotions. Some fun times were in order for sure and she made a mental note to enlist Karen’s help in forming a plan.
Standing at the sink to wash her hands, she could hear Joe growling her name from inside the shower cubicle and it didn’t sound like he was very keen on waiting for her much longer. He was so sexy when he went all caveman on her and she idly wondered what would happen if she did indeed stall on joining him. Rachel didn’t get much further with that thought as a dripping wet Joe emerged. She nearly had a heart attack he looked so fuckable.
“Are you fucking with me Rachel?” he demanded, water pooling at his feet. Rachel’s nipples hardened at the coarseness of his question and the menace laced into his words. She was seriously turned on by Drenched Joe. He pushed his hair back off his face and his grey eyes were darkening the longer she looked at him. His arousal was rampantly evident and he wasted no time in closing the distance between them.
“You’re making me wet Joe” she remarked raising her eyebrows at him as he dripped all over her. Rachel laughed at the change in Joe’s expression as he processed her double entendre; he went from cross to shocked to smug all in the space of a few seconds and then he slid his wet body against her heated skin and holding her head in his hands kissed her hungrily.
**********
Rachel tasted like sweet honey; he could kiss her all day and still it wouldn’t be enough. She turned Joe’s insides into knots. The night with Rachel had been the stuff of his dreams and he never wanted it to end. Even now, just a short time later he was rock hard for her again and desperate to be inside of her. He had broken his golden rule by letting her stay the night – it didn’t even occur to him to ask her to leave and they had fallen asleep together like it was the most natural thing in the world. He’d sensed when she was awake and faked sleep just to relish the feel of her in his bed under his body. When Rachel had tenderly brushed his hair out of his face it took all his restraint not to react and it puzzled him as to why his emotions were off kilter. Somehow Rachel Renton had gotten under his skin and made him wish for things he had long since buried. It unnerved him.
Joe had never been in love – his marriage was a living hell and all his relationships since had been based on sex and convenience. It suited a man like him; he had been convinced of it until Rachel barrelled into his life unexpectedly. She was like no one he had ever met before and she intrigued and amused him. She was intelligent and funny and very direct in that unique British way Americans would never truly grasp. It made her unpredictable and challenging. And then there was the sexual chemistry between them, which Joe found extraordinary considering he had had his fair share of the most elegant and beautiful girls in the world. Rachel though had a proper woman’s figure built for loving. Her curvy hips and heart shaped ass made his mouth water and her full rack was designed to drive him to distraction. Even her long silky hair turned him on – perfect for holding her head where he wanted it during sex, but also to feel it drape over his skin unexpectedly making his nerve endings sing.
As he continued to kiss her in the bathroom, Joe’s head swum trying to cope with the overload of joy at the possibility of having found someone he could be with properly as an equal. His heart swelled at the prospect of curbing some of the loneliness that was ever present in his life, however, he was cautious not to be too obvious to Rachel until he was certain she felt the same way. The last thing Joe wanted to do was to be humiliated if she rejected him. The thought made him panic and he reflexively grasped her closer.
“Joe; too tight; too tight!” he realised Rachel was pounding his chest with her fists and relaxed his hold irritated with himself for succumbing to a moment of weakness. Joe was all about the control he exerted over every facet of his life and it disconcerted him to discover Rachel was capable of distracting him so easily.
Cupping his hands under her bum cheeks he lifted her up to his chest and she wrapped her legs around his w
aist. He could feel her damp pussy brush against his cock and it swelled in reaction to her heat. They stayed that way for a moment catching their breath with their foreheads touching, and then Joe carried her slowly to his walk in shower and stood them under the spray locked together in his embrace. Rachel had her head in the crook of his neck and slowly began to suck on the tender skin sending sparks of pleasure straight to his balls making them ache for her touch.
Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1) Page 32
