Mr V (Mrs R & Mr V Book 2)

by Jessie Courts

  Olivia smiled. “Of course not. Anyway they’re my sisters now in case you had forgotten so we’re pretty much stuck with them for life! And I mean that in a good way; we’re already good friends.”

  “So you’re staying in London?” Luc held his breath not wanting to seem too needy but desperate to know his fate.

  “Indeed. London is just as exciting a place for fashion than New York. I love the quirkiness you find here and with my experience some of the fledgling labels are bound to want me.” Olivia specialised in Fashion PR and marketing and had raised the profile of quite a few previously unheard of new designers. In her short career, she’d gained quite a solid reputation and her resume was impressive. Sitting at Luc’s little kitchen table with her lap top open going through some emails Olivia seemed oblivious to the turmoil afflicting her boyfriend. Her reason for staying wasn’t quite the answer Luc was hoping for but the end result was the same so he consoled himself with that for now. He chewed on his bottom lip as Livvy continued. “And of course Dad and Ryan are here so that makes it easier for me. In fact Dad hinted he might suspect I’m staying and has promised to talk to me about it when he comes home.” Luc nodded and continued to maul at his bottom lip. He was beginning to feel like a bit of a chump.

  “And where will you live? With the twins?”

  Olivia looked up from her computer and frowned at him until it suddenly dawned on her what she’d said – or hadn’t said. She got up from her chair and walked over to him squatting down in front of him resting her forearms on his thighs.

  “Oh Britboy – how silly you are. I’m staying here with you of course. Not much point to all of this if we don’t get our happily ever after is there?”

  Livvy lifted up and kissed Luc gently on the lips admiring the way his thick blond lashes fluttered as she drew close. His baby blues sparkled and his pupils grew bigger. “Are those ribs up for a little movement d’ya think?”

  Luc flashed his dimples and nodded. “Oh I’m feeling much fitter thank you.” Luc pushed Livvy on to his sofa and carefully removed his jeans and t-shirt while she watched. Luc pointed to her clothes. “Off! Come on, hurry up!” Pushing his boxers past his hips he stepped out of them and stalked naked over to Olivia who was fumbling with the buttons on her dress. They hadn’t had sex for ages since Luc was in recovery that meant he’d be extra horny. She looked up at him then held her palm to his chest worried about the expression on his face. She knew what that heated look meant and she immediately feared for her clothing.

  “Luc no – I love this dress.”

  Luc tugged it off her with no mind to the buttons or seams that busted in the process.

  “I’ll buy you another one.”

  Then he pushed her bra straps off her shoulders; unhooked the back and released her tits to the air. Dropping to his knees he took one in his mouth as he palmed the other and her nipples puckered at his touch. A long moan escaped her and she shuddered at the amazing sensation of Luc’s hands and mouth on her body. Slumping back into the cushions Olivia grabbed Luc’s beautiful head while he worshipped her tits. He released her boob with a pop and rested his head in her cleavage inhaling her familiar scent. He found the mix of Olivia’s own unique smell and that of the cherry infused moisturiser she adored thoroughly intoxicating, and he breathed in deeply feeling heady and wildly aroused. Unable to contain his need for her any longer, Luc sat back on his heels and grabbed her ankles so her arse hung off the edge of the sofa; then he placed her pretty feet on each of his shoulders and appraised the view. Her little white lace panties were enticingly damp and he could smell her desire for him that drove him crazy.

  “Look at me Livvy” he rasped, and her beautiful grey eyes fluttered open. She raised her head slightly to meet his gaze and smiled coyly at him as she pushed her feet lightly against his skin. “You are exquisite, Olivia Montgomery.” Luc ran his index finger across her swollen mouth; down her neck; through her cleavage; in and out of her navel stopping only to hook it into the waistband of her underwear. He tugged at the elastic playfully and Olivia groaned both at the teasing and at the knowledge her knickers were toast. With a swift jerk she heard the lace rip and felt the cool air over her naked sex. Luc blew on her already sensitive skin and she bucked her hips in response. “And you have such a pretty cunt.”

  Olivia gasped at the use of the ‘c’ word but the protest was soon lost as Luc threw her legs over his broad golden shoulders and dipped his head between her thighs. As he licked and swirled his clever tongue over her most delicate areas, Olivia moaned loudly with pleasure.

  Luc lifted his head and decadently licked his lips. “You taste so good. Going to make you come in my mouth Livs then I’m taking you to my bed and I’m going to fuck you all night long.” Luc was rambling as he often did during sex but his words only served to heat things up a notch. He was so sexy Olivia could come just from watching the play of his muscles moving under his skin and the ink that decorated his right shoulder and pec only enhanced his already stunning body. She reached out to trace the patterns around his shoulder and heard him hum just before she felt the little vibrations from his lips shoot through her.

  “Fuck Luc. I need…” Luc was sucking on her clit while his fingers were playing up and down her arse crack and over her pussy randomly in an erotic dance that was driving her wild with desire. She hadn’t slept with anyone since Luc’s departure from New York and to say she was horny was an under-statement of mammoth proportions. Joe and Rachel’s wedding night seemed too long ago and she was so drunk then the memory was all a bit hazy.

  “Tell me what you need.”

  Livvy looked up at Luc as he raised his head from between her thighs.

  “Oh my fucking God.”

  Her head fell back to the cushions at the impact of a glistening Luc Vincent looking utterly debauched covered with her juices. It was possibly the most erotic image she’d ever seen and she could feel her stomach clench as the first effects of her impending orgasm took hold.

  “Make me come Luc!”

  Livvy lifted up and grabbed his head with some urgency directing it back down to where she needed him the most and without hesitation Luc took up where he’d left off with the added benefit of a couple of fingers snugly inside her pussy. He thrust his hand in and out of her while he tormented her engorged clit with tantalising little tongue flicks and Olivia rode his face and finally rocked her way to heaven screaming his name. Her hands were buried in his hair holding him in place as Luc continued to elicit little moans and whimpers from her as he licked her clean and swallowed every last drop of her come.

  “Oh Jesus I needed that.” Olivia laughed as she let him up for air.

  “Luc.”

  “Eh?”

  “Luc – not Jesus. Although you can call me God again if you like – I enjoyed hearing that.” Luc re-positioned them so Olivia was lying on top of him on the couch. He had his arms around her so she wouldn’t fall off and took the opportunity to fondle her luscious arse.

  “Oh. Kay. I can see you’re feeling somewhat smug at your own performance Mr Vincent.”

  “Blimey, Livs you went off like a rocket; I like to think I had some hand in that.” Luc kissed the top of her head.

  “Hand, tongue etc etc. Yeah I get it Britboy, well done; made a nice change from BOB.” As much as Olivia loved and adored her father Joe and her Godfather Ryan; their arrogant tendencies often made her squirm and she had no desire to seek out a man like that for herself, so when Luc sometimes displayed similar traits it turned her off. Hence the slightly derogatory comparison to her trusty vibrator.

  Luc baulked at the comparison highly insulted at the insinuation that he was interchangeable with a lump of cleverly designed silicone and it made him rather determined to prove otherwise.

  “Oh sweet delusional girl. If you need batteries to get you off in my absence then don’t let me stop you, but when you are here with me in all my flesh and blood glory; I promise you BOB will be the last thing on your mind.”
Olivia rolled her eyes, tutted and shoved into him but Luc inhaled sharply and hissed and Olivia quickly rolled off to the side of him.

  “Shit – I forgot. Are you ok – did I hurt you?” She sounded worried but Luc assured her that while he was still sore the pain was manageable.

  “Let’s go to my bed Livs. Won’t you help me up?” Luc winced as he stood but swiftly replaced it with a grin. “That little prelude to our re-acquaintance was merely a taster of the wonderful things I plan to do to you Miss Montgomery. Not only will BOB never be mentioned here again; I would go so far to say his days are numbered. I may not be great at many things, but I am bloody unbelievable in the sack honey and you know it.”

  Olivia giggled completely ruining the moment. “Oh my God you are hilarious! And so cute when your pride’s been challenged. I forgive you for being a bit too smug.” She rubbed her nose against his and flicked her tongue across his lips. “No need to stress so much Britboy. Given the choice I’d rather have your cock any day!” She bucked her groin against said cock causing it to perk up happily at the contact. “Speaking of which…” Olivia shoved her hand between their bodies and wrapped her hot fist around the solid length of his shaft and squeezed.

  Luc grunted and his eyelids fluttered. “Oh” was all he could manage.

  “Oh, indeed Mr Vincent. On your back if you please.”

  They’d reached Luc’s bed and he lowered himself gingerly to the mattress and let his knees drop apart brazenly inviting Olivia to help herself.

  “Oh indeed….” Olivia repeated licking her lips. “Where to start?”

  She straddled his hips careful not to put any pressure on his healing ribs and captured the head of his cock in her wet heat wriggling a bit for good measure hoping to hear Luc’s sexy grunt again. She was not disappointed.

  “Hands above your head and no touching.”

  She held his wrists and cautiously placed them high above him all the while feeling the intensity of his deep blue gaze on her. Against her sensitive flesh, Olivia could feel the pulse of Luc’s arousal and her nipples peaked at the heady sense of power making her curse the ‘no touching’ rule she’d just imposed. The right side of Luc’s mouth lifted in a half smirk and she realised he knew just how turned on she was. Reaching for his head, Olivia brushed his hair away from his face and Luc turned his mouth to her palm and licked it. A jolt of electricity zipped through her and she moaned his name. He lightly bit down on the fleshy bit and she writhed on his lap that in turn made him grunt and groan at the light friction.

  “Livvy. God you feel so good on me. Ride me baby.” Any plan Olivia had to show Luc just who was the boss went straight out the window at his pleading suggestion.

  “Condoms?” she blurted desperately. Suddenly the urgent need to feel Luc inside her was overwhelming and her impatience made Luc grin.

  “Draw.” He pointed to the side of her and she reached over to find a selection of Trojan sized condoms. Luc bucked his hips and she fell forward a little bit placing her palms on the mattress either side of his bruised chest to stop from falling on top of him.

  “Keep still.” She admonished and he made a cute little sad face while she retrieved a condom. “Put this on. I want to see you do it.” Olivia shuffled down to his thighs purposely rubbing and teasing him as she went. His cock was harder than she’d ever seen it with the head engorged and leaking for her. She couldn’t help but deliver a little kiss to the tip and Luc threw his head back into his pillow with a hiss. His hand froze mid-air still gripping the little foil packet as Livvy continued to pet him with her lips and tongue and when she swallowed him down to the root the sound that rumbled out of him made her stomach flip.

  “Gonna come, Livs…stop; don’t want to yet baby. Stop…want inside you. Please…oh God.” Olivia did this twisty thing with her tongue that had him arching off the bed and as near to climaxing as he could get without actually coming. Then she released him and he fought to catch his breath while he hurriedly rolled the condom on. She moved but he held on to her hips halting her for a moment.

  “Give me a minute or I won’t last.” He told her; his voice thick with lust. Olivia ran her hands up and down his arms then over the thick muscles of his shoulders bringing her palms to rest over his pecs. She loved how defined they were and traced the outline of them lightly with her fingertips. Luc’s breath came more easily now and he closed his eyes savouring Livvy’s gently caresses. Her fingers moved in circles around his nipples until finally she flicked the tight little nubs until they were taut and then rolled them between her thumb and fingers until he was writhing once again beneath her.

  “God yes! Harder Livs.” She pinched and twisted his nipples and seeing him lose it turned her on immensely.

  “Need you now Luc.” Olivia lifted her hips and Luc held her by the waist and guided her into position over his throbbing cock. She lowered herself around him maddeningly slowly until she was fully impaled on his body. They both let out a whoosh of air as they adjusted to the feel of each other and for Luc to reassure Livvy that he wasn’t in any discomfort.

  “Only thing in pain is my cock - got to move baby.” Luc choked out the words as he rolled his hips beneath her and Livvy keened at the sweet friction along her inner walls. She clenched tight and Luc’s breath hitched in his chest at the intense stimulation and then she moved. Cupping her fantastic tits as she rocked on top of him Luc mirrored what she was doing to his own nipples and was rewarded with the most incredible sex sounds he’d ever heard. Rapture was plastered all over Livvy’s face and it made his heart soar to know he made her feel this way. Dropping her tits he grabbed her waist and easily controlled her movements to meet his thrusts and soon they were both panting for release. Moans and gasps and little grunts filled the room. Breaths were hitched and limbs were at once rigid then fluid; hands were flexing and grabbing and backs and throats arching away from one another in their erotic dance towards that elusively epic moment of bliss.

  “Oh, oh, oh yes….!” Livvy’s head dropped back between her shoulder blades; her tits bounced with the frantic rhythm of their fucking and her hands were resting on Luc’s knees. The visual stimulation alone nearly unravelled Luc but he wanted to see her come before he allowed himself the same pleasure.

  “Come on baby, let it go; come for me Livvy.”

  Luc shoved the pad of his thumb between her legs and rubbed it against her distended clit and it was as if he’d pressed her come button. She tensed and froze on his lap then bucked furiously crying out his name as she spasmed around him. It was overwhelming for him and after a couple more thrusts Luc’s orgasm crashed through him and he jerked crazily up into her body. Olivia watched with fascination as the many expressions of his euphoria rearranged the features of this face. Finally spent Luc inhaled deeply and opened his eyes. She could feel him trembling and she marvelled at the power of his climax.

  “I think my memory is going.” Luc’s voice was hoarse and just got more and more gravelly with over use, but that aside, Olivia was puzzled at his statement. She cocked her head at him in question. “Just don’t remember it being that good.”

  Luc chuckled as he disposed of the condom and pulled her down intending to deliver a long sloppy kiss but he’d momentarily forgotten his injury and the movement caused him to catch his breath as his poor abused ribs protested. Livvy quickly slipped off him and flopped onto the soft duvet looking clearly dismayed at his discomfort. “It’s fine honestly Livs. Come on - turn over.”

  Livvy sighed at his stubbornness but did as she was told nevertheless wriggling on to her tummy and resting her head on her arms. She knew what was coming and it was too delicious to pass up; Luc often cherished her in this way after sex, no matter how hard they’d gone at each other.

  Luc moved Livvy’s hair to the opposite side of her head and gently brushed the downy nape of her neck with his fingertips. He continued his feather light caresses up and down her back; across her buttocks and down her thighs lingering on the backs of her knees
where he knew Livvy was ultra sensitive and true to form she shivered at his touch. He chuckled at her predictable response and found that he quite liked that he knew that about her. Gently trailing his hands up the inside of her thighs he lingered on the darker recesses of her body taunting her but then resumed his journey tapping and stroking her delicious peachy globes. He kissed each cheek and nuzzled her lovely bum and continued to pet her until cute little snuffly sounds indicated that Livvy had dozed off.

  Luc relaxed back into the mattress feeling happy despite the soreness in his upper body. He allowed himself a glimmer of hope that this was how he would be spending a great deal of his time in the future when an image of Joe Mason popped into his mind. Luc shook his head to clear it sending tufts of blond hair into orbit, but all he could think of was how it felt when Joe had him fought him. Luc was a strapping lad; he worked out with weights and went running on a regular basis but Joe’s physical strength was on another level entirely. The man was ridiculously powerful and Luc shuddered as he recalled what it had been like to be on the receiving end of Joe’s ire. More worryingly was that in the few days he’d spent at Rachel and Joe’s house, Joe had not once apologised or tried to discuss with Luc why he had reacted so violently although he was acting a lot friendlier towards him for sure. His actions definitely spoke louder than his words and Luc knew this to be Joe Mason’s way, yet he was rather hoping for a proper chat to try and move forward. Luc fell asleep with the resolve to seek Joe out once he had returned from his honeymoon and force him into an apology or at the very least an explanation.

  CHAPTER 16

  Jess and Lucy had planned a huge dinner party at Joe and Rachel’s house to welcome them back from their honeymoon. They cleaned the house and set the table so that when the newlyweds arrived home all they had to do was unpack, relax and enjoy the company of their nearest and dearest. The twins had wanted everyone there but had settled on Karen and Rory, Ryan with George and Leo; Angela from work and of course Olivia and Luc. Ethan had already returned to the States, which meant they would all fit nicely around Rachel’s dining room table with plenty of room. Jess had booked waitresses for the evening so no one would have to worry about serving and clearing up and Lucy had hired one of her friends who was a chef to cater the event.