“Oh that’s bright.” The sardonic tone that rumbled over him left Luc exasperated.
“Shut up Joe and go away.”
“And leave you sprawled all over my driveway? What will the neighbours think? And you’ll get pebble dash up your ass.” Joe stood over Luc who was indeed lying on the ground halfway out the car having failed spectacularly in his attempt to make it to the house on his own.
“If I thought you were actually bothered by gossip I’d stay here just to piss you off.”
“I have no doubt. But Rachel on the other hand will have my balls if I don’t bring you in the house.” Joe squatted in front of the boy who was clearly distressed snarky comments aside, and his tone softened. “Let me help you; I won’t hurt you.”
Luc shuddered from head to toe and swallowed hard. “It’s going to kill nevertheless so just get on with it.”
Luc clamped his jaw shut and balled his fists inhaling deeply as he prepared for the pain Joe was going to inflict on him again. Two massive hands hooked under his armpits and he felt himself lifted off the ground and set upright. Gasping he flattened his feet to the floor but found he could barely support his own weight. Without saying a word Joe wrapped his arm around Luc’s waist and took hold of Luc’s arm and hooked it around his own neck, then slowly and carefully walked him to the house. The boy slumped heavily against him and Joe did his best not to make any jerky movements and eventually they made it to the lounge where Joe lowered Luc gently on to the couch.
“Thank you.” Whispered Luc his face a mask of pain. “Need to rest for a minute.”
Joe watched him for a few moments until Luc’s eyes fluttered closed and his breathing evened out and sleep took him. Reaching for the throw on the side of the chair, Joe covered Luc with it and pondered hard on his next course of action. Leaving Luc to rest, Joe strode down the hall and stuck his head around the door of the kitchen where Livvy and Rachel were deep in conversation.
“I’m going upstairs to do some work in my office. I don’t want to be disturbed unless Ryan comes by – then please send him up to me. Luc’s asleep in the lounge.”
Two pairs of eyes narrowed in his direction but Joe just flashed his women a wicked grin then disappeared up the stairs. A few minutes later the low rumble of Joe’s voice on the phone filtered down through the hall until a door slammed shut and they could no longer hear him. Rachel smiled at Olivia and shook her head and her stepdaughter chuckled.
“Typical Dad.”
Then they went back to their tea and their gossip in the absence of their men.
CHAPTER 13
“Have a fantastic time Daddy!”
Olivia kissed her father who picked her up into a big bear hug and twirled her around. “Put me down!” she cried, “I’m not twelve!” Joe’s booming laugh lifted her heart. It was such a long time since she’d heard him so carefree and looking so relaxed. It was four days after his wedding and Joe and Rachel were finally leaving for the airport now that Luc had made enough of a recovery to go back to his own flat. Joe had yet to actually have ‘the talk’ with Luc but Olivia and Rachel noticed he was fairly congenial to him for the most part and he had promised them that on his return from holiday he would sit Luc down and make sure to put this all behind them once and for all.
Olivia and Ryan had gone outside to see the happy couple off. Typically, Joe chose not be driven and so he had loaded their luggage into the back of his Range Rover and was ready to leave. Rachel had no idea where they were going; all she knew was it would be hot and for the most part, “clothes would not be required.” Joe had arranged the trip and that was the only information he volunteered. “Come on Mrs Mason; get your ass in the car or we’ll be late.”
Joe hugged Olivia once again and slapped Ryan on the back heartily but as he turned away Ryan caught his arm and hauled him into an embrace. He whispered something in Joe’s ear; kissed his cheek then let him go laughing his head off. Rachel whipped her head back and forth between the two friends then narrowed her eyes at Ryan.
“What did you say to him?”
Ryan shook his head and mimed zipping up his lips. She switched to Joe who just held up his hands and shrugged. “Oh, Bossman, I will get it out of you. You forget I know all your weak spots mate.” Joe rolled his eyes and tugged Rachel’s arm and when she protested he picked her up and threw her in the car. As soon as he got in his side she started pounding her fists against him in frustration and he laughed again.
“That tickles.”
“Jesus Joe – your arrogance is like a living breathing thing.”
Rachel huffed as everyone waved and went inside the house. Joe watched the front door close then he grabbed Rachel’s hand and held it to his crotch where his rather impressive arousal was clearly evident.
“Nah, darlin’ this is a living breathing thing and as soon as we’re in the air I intend to live and breathe all over you baby.” He leaned over and kissed her until she melted against him as usual. “Let’s hit the road eh?” And before Rachel could even catch her breath Joe had swung the vehicle out of the driveway; turned the music up and was flooring it to the airport. Rachel rolled her eyes; she could tell Honeymoon Joe was going to be challenging. Smiling as she shifted in the seat to alleviate the dull throb that had taken up residence between her thighs, Rachel admitted to herself that she did so love a challenge.
With the newlyweds finally departed, Olivia and Ryan made some plans. Luc would return to his own flat under Livvy’s care. Joe knew she’d be staying there to look after him but hadn’t raised any objections when it had been mentioned in conversation. Both Luc and Olivia agreed this was progress and Luc was especially surprised when Joe informed him that he had spoken to his manager at work and had explained the situation resulting in three weeks sick leave. When Luc had started to object that he couldn’t possibly take that much time off work, Joe had cut him off and told him it was sorted and added that his only job was to get back to full health. Luc had no idea how Joe even knew where he worked but guessed you didn’t get to be as successful as Joe Mason without having the means to find out these things.
During the same conversation Olivia had tentatively broached the topic of her staying in the UK and not returning to her job in New York. She was genuinely shocked when Joe nodded and listened to her reasons without interruption then he sat back; played with his beard a bit, and advised Livvy not to make any permanent plans until he got back from his trip. He transferred some money to her bank account which she accepted graciously knowing it was futile to argue with him over it, but was also smug in the knowledge that she’d saved enough of her own money not to have to touch it.
This discussion had taken place over the course of their dinner the night before Joe and Rachel’s departure. Ryan was also present as he was house sitting while they were away and once everyone had had their say, he announced he was also thinking about stopping in London for a spell. Joe teased him relentlessly about his toy boys but Ryan took it good-naturedly. He didn’t deny he had feelings for George and Leo but more than that he wanted to be near Joe and Olivia. He had missed his best friend dreadfully this past year and as an expert IT specialist, Ryan was pretty much guaranteed employment anywhere on a contract basis. He was in no hurry to work having not had a vacation himself for a couple of years, and he wanted to explore London with George and Leo in tow and just have some fun. Everyone was very receptive to this idea and Rachel could see Joe was stoked to have Ryan nearby, plus he knew Ethan would visit frequently because he and Ryan were particularly close too.
“So that’s them gone then!” Olivia announced to Luc and Ryan. “I’ll call a cab to take us back to your place Luc.”
Luc sat helplessly at the kitchen table while Ryan followed Olivia upstairs to fetch her suitcases and the few things Luc had. He was looking forward to going home; being in Rachel’s house was more difficult than he’d expected and he closed his eyes trying hard to stem the onslaught of memories. Sitting in the familiar booth in the corn
er of the kitchen Luc let his head drop to his hands and admitted defeat.
Visions of his Mrs R naked and spread out for him along the kitchen counter appeared vividly in his thoughts as he failed to prevent the barrage of images that being here generated. He had to admit that Rachel would always occupy a place in his heart but Luc desperately wanted to give all of it to Livvy and perhaps this was to be an exorcism of sorts. He snorted at the ridiculous theory but nevertheless the visions continued to assault him. Sighing he granted himself a reprieve and let the memories come.
Luc stretched in his chair at the little desk in the guest room and decided he had to take a break from his huge amount of revision. He hoped he might charm Rachel into making him something to eat and trotted down to the kitchen where he thought he might find her. She’d mentioned she had some emails to go through and she normally liked to sit in the little nook where she could see out to the garden.
“Hey!”
“Hey yourself young man.” Rachel glanced up from her laptop then returned to whatever was holding her attention. Luc frowned; he was used to being her sole focus when they were alone. He cleared his throat and although she raised her eyebrows she still didn’t look up.
“Is it ok if I get something to eat?” He had his thick black-rimmed glasses on; had mussed his hair and was wearing a tight white vest with low-slung jeans and Luc knew for a fact that Rachel loved this look on him.
“Sure, help yourself.” Rachel waved dismissively in the direction of the fridge. Oh this was not going well and Luc wondered if she was in fact winding him up on purpose. He threw open the fridge door letting the contents rattle loudly knowing that had to rile her for sure. He peered over the fridge door shivering slightly at the cold air but Rachel hadn’t acknowledged his efforts to disturb her and he sighed loudly. Bending into the fridge more than was absolutely necessary Luc stuck his arse out and waited for her to come up and at least smack it, but nope, nothing. He waited a couple more minutes but by then he was absolutely freezing and reluctantly had to admit defeat. Obviously, Rachel wasn’t in the mood for kitchen sex and Luc settled for having to make himself a peanut butter and jam sandwich. Comfort food. He stood up and slammed the door shut.
“Fucking hell!” The air left his lungs in a whoosh and he ended up juggling the things he’d removed from the fridge in order not to drop them on the floor. Silent as a mouse Rachel had stripped nude and was now lying on the kitchen counter on her side resting her head on her hand facing him with nothing but a big smile and a fantastic rack. She giggled at his reaction and crooked her finger at him.
“Oh baby boy – you are too easy to wind up. Strutting in here with those puppy dog eyes and a hard on. What did you expect?” Luc pouted and he saw Rachel catch her breath and he wanted to come up with some quick, snarky response but all the blood from his brain seemed to have rushed to his cock and he couldn’t have formulated a coherent sentence if his life had depended upon it. He chucked the peanut butter and jam hurriedly back into the fridge.
“Jesus, Mrs R, you look like a fucking porn star.” He reached for her and she swung her legs over the side of the worktop and sat up. Luc nudged her knees apart and ran his hands up and down her thighs edging nearer and nearer to her pussy the higher he got. Brushing the pads of his thumbs over her he could feel how wet she was already and his dick pulsed in excitement. He was naked and hard inside his jeans and he nudged Rachel with his groin so she could know what she did to him.
“You are so obscenely gorgeous Luc.” Rachel sighed and hung her head back between her shoulder blades exposing her elegant throat and thrusting her tits up towards Luc’s waiting mouth. “Make me feel good baby boy.”
She closed her eyes as Luc descended on her neck taking little nips at her skin then flicking his tongue over the spots to dispel the sting. He licked her throat all the way up to her chin then over the seam of her bee stung lips. Tugging the bottom one in his teeth he groaned deeply and Rachel shuddered at the sexy sound. Then he dipped his glorious head to her chest and sucked on one taut nipple.
“Oh God Luc!” Rachel cried as she pushed into his mouth. Luc smiled around her breast and brought his hand up to the other one squeezing and pinching her other hard nub. Releasing her with a loud pop Luc took a moment to watch as she writhed under his touch. He had both nipples and was rolling them in his fingers and Rachel was panting and wriggling and he thought he might just come in his jeans at the sight of her all worked up. Rachel lifted her head and stared back at him. “You just going to stand there Vincent or are you going to man the fuck up and give me your cock.” She licked her lips and Luc gasped at her brazenness. She had come a long way in a short time and her confidence was now a huge turn on for him. He grinned at her and took out the condom he had stashed in his back pocket just in case he got lucky. With the twins away, Luc had gotten used to Rachel pouncing on him at any given time and he liked to come prepared – literally.
“Put it on for me baby.” Luc hooked his fingers into the waistband of his jeans and pushed them over his hips letting his freed cock bob against his abs. Rachel grasped it in one of her hot little hands, and squeezed making him go up on his tip toes. “Shit!” he hissed. Her touch never failed to light a fire in him like no one else had ever done and he was struck with a wave of desire so intense his knees buckled momentarily. He grasped the counter top and thrust his hips forward. Rachel grinned as she ripped open the little foil packet and deftly rolled it onto his penis grabbing his balls and fondling them for good measure. He shouted her name and kissed her hard; then he grabbed her arse and pulled her so far forward she had to wrap her hips around his waist so she wouldn’t topple them to the floor. Luc grunted at that notion praying he wasn’t going to end up on his butt again anytime soon as was his alarmingly frequent habit.
“Wrap your arms around my neck Rach.” She complied and Luc moved them away from the worktop and up against the nearest free wall. His cock was nudging her arse but not quite in the right place and they both rutted impatiently against each other never breaking their kiss. Sex with Rachel was often this wild and frenetic like she wanted to make up for lost time and Luc was more than happy to accommodate her. Lifting her hips he pulled away from her mouth so he could see her expression when he entered her. “Relax for me baby. That’s it…so good.” Rachel was so wet he just slid in smoothly easing her down slowly so that he was buried balls deep. Rachel moaned and squeezed her legs tighter around him but he held still allowing her to adjust to the intrusion.
“Oh my fucking God, Luc, you’ve got to move. Jesus boy, fuck me.”
Rachel’s voice rose and her desperation shot straight to his balls that were already tingling. He thrust up forcefully and she cried out. She was gripping his shoulders hard now and the sting of her finger nails digging into his skin just ignited his pleasure and spurned him on. His strong legs flexed with the momentum and his shoulders and back bunched at the effort it took to keep going in this position but the sounds Rachel was making and the heat and tightness of her sitting on his cock drove him to such a frenzy his sole focus was on making them come.
He slipped a hand between their bodies and found Rachel’s clit was now swollen and begging for attention so he rubbed at the hyper-sensitive knot of nerves just the way he knew would drive her insane.
“Oh yes. Luc just there; oh my God. Yessssss!”
Luc shuddered at the glorious sensation of Rachel coming. Her inner walls clamped around him as they spasmed and he could actually feel her cream coating his cock making the slick slide insanely intense.
“Gonna come Rach.”
Luc yelled nonsense as the force of his orgasm slammed them both into the wall and he jerked inside of her until he could barely stand. The impact of his climax turned his legs to jelly and Luc slid down the wall with Rachel still impaled on his lap. They were both sweaty and breathless and on the floor after all, but Luc couldn’t remember a time when he’d climaxed as hard as that and he cooed his thanks into her hair as she
laid her head on his chest.
“That was incredible baby boy.” Rachel stroked his skin and pecked little kisses at this throat.
“Glad to be of service Mrs R.” He chuckled then yelped as she hit him.
“Don’t bloody call me that!”
Luc grunted as the memory left him half hard and he wiped a hand over his face trying to dispel lingering thoughts of Rachel and replace them with his newfound lust for Olivia. He was slightly worried that Rachel had ruined him for anyone else but as Livvy breezed back into the kitchen with her long blond hair framing her face and her sparkling eyes searching him out, Luc was hit with a pang of desire that rivalled anything he’d ever felt for Rachel. With relief he flashed her his sexy grin and chuckled when she visibly swooned.
“Luc Vincent – put those dimples away right now, naughty boy. You know what they do to me.” Livvy threw her head back and laughed and Luc joined her his heart feeling lighter and freer than it had in a long time.
“Come on Olivia Montgomery – take me home and maybe you can show me just how much of an effect I have on you.”
CHAPTER 14
“Joe?”
“Hey Ry – how you doing?”
“Great man – it’s so good to hear your voice. How’s Rachel? How’s the Maldives?”
Joe filled him in on their holiday so far and of course couldn’t stop with ‘Rachel this’ and ‘Rachel that’. It never ceased to amaze Ryan how his arrogant alpha friend was already so pussy whipped although he’d never mention that to his face; he’d be mortified. He sounded happy and that was enough for Ryan.
“So listen up Ry; I have a few ideas and I may need your help.”
Joe hopped off the sun bed and dragged his feet through the hot sand as he made his way to the water’s edge. Rachel watched amazed that he wasn’t hopping up and down on the burning sand, but mostly she was content just to feast on his long legs, tight arse and magnificent broad back. Once he’d reached the sea he paddled a bit as he spoke animatedly into his phone clearly eager to have Ryan run some errands for him. She wondered idly what it could be about but was distracted once again as her husband – oh how she loved the sound of that - turned around and headed back up the beach towards her. His chest shone with sweat and he was already turning a deep tan making him look healthy and relaxed. Rachel cocked her head and studied the way his shorts clung to his thick legs sitting low on his waist to expose the top of his hip dip thingies that drove her mad. He ran a hand across his abs toying with the hair on his happy trail and she sighed with happiness. No doubt about it – her husband was one hundred per cent the sexiest male beast to walk the Earth.
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