Aged to Perfection (4 page)

Completely satiated, she threw her arm over her eyes, trying to gather control of her herself. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest it was beating so hard. Rachel had never had such a mind-blowing orgasm in her life. She brought her arm back down, opened her eyes and grinned up at Mark. “You were right about the toys; it was a great addition.”

He chuckled. “Glad you liked it, ‘cause I am going to enjoy using every one of them.” He wiped her juices from his face. The move so damn sexy her body clenched with need.

“I want you inside me,” she told him.

“Good, because that’s exactly where I want to be.” He stood and shucked his jeans. She got her first delicious view of his cock. His thick, long dick stood at attention, putting her previous two partners to shame.
God, that is going to feel amazing.
He quickly donned the condom and climbed back on the bed between her spread legs.

His cock nudged the opening of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her body against him so he slid slightly inside. Mark groaned and drove forward, burying himself fully inside her, stretching her, filling her completely. She nipped the side of his neck, encouraging him to continue, meeting him stroke for stroke.

Sliding his hands down her back, he gripped her ass and arched her off the bed, spreading her wide so he could drive deep inside. Her orgasm built closer. “Suck my tits,” she demanded, moaning in pleasure.

He licked her nipple, swirling his tongue around it. Gripping her hips tighter, he drove into her harder, increasing the pace, forcing her to match his rhythm. The passion took her to heights she had never reached before.

Mark took her nipple between his teeth and nipped. The pain and pleasure mingling into the perfect combination drove her over the edge. She screamed her release as he continued to slam into her, reaching his own orgasm with a roar. Rachel sagged against the bed moments before he landed on top of her. Their sweat covered bodies slid against each other as they gasped for breath.

Lazily, she ran her hands over the muscles in his back, enjoying the rigid feel of his body against hers. “Give me a minute, and I’ll be ready to go again,” he said, kissing the side of her neck. “I just need to catch my breath.”

“You’ll be ready again soon?”

He grunted against her shoulder. “What, you won’t be?

“Well, yeah, of course but…?”

He pushed up on his elbow and gazed down at her face. “Your ex was a one-time guy?”

“Yep and not all that often. I guess it comes with age or just lack of attraction.”

“Clearly, I’m more than attracted to you.”
He kissed her lips, sucking the bottom one into his mouth. The air rushed from her lungs when he released it.
“Plus, I’m young. With a little food, I can go all night.”

Rachel giggled. “And here I was nervous about your age.” She fluttered her eyelashes at him.

“I plan on showing you the many benefits to being with a younger guy. Make you forget all those reasons why you thought our age difference would be a problem. I’m only seeing positives.” He pressed his penis against her.

“You’re ready again? Already?” She gasped.

He sat back and pulled off the old condom, disposing of it in the bedside garbage and slipping a new one on. Mark pushed against her, thrusting deep inside. ”What can I say? I’m inspired.”

Their second time was slower, lazier, but no less amazing than the first. Her orgasm built gradually, coming in crests, like waves in the ocean, building in momentum, finally overtaking her.

Mark threw the second condom away and pulled her against him, spooning her body. She sighed and leant back into him. It felt so good just to be held in someone’s arms. Safe, protected, precious. She hadn’t realised how much she had missed it.

Rachel rested her head against Mark’s chest, enjoying the steady beat of his heart beneath her ears as his fingers traced delicate patterns across her hip. “So what got you into landscape design?”

“I don’t know. Lots of reasons I guess,” he replied, his voice soft, languid after their encounter. “I went to Harvard, like my parents expected, and got my MBA. Interned with my dad’s business in the summer and hated it. The only thing about those summers I enjoyed was taking out my frustrations in my parents’ front yard.” The movement of his hand slowed like he was lost in memories. “I realised how much I enjoyed it.”

“What did your parents think?”

He laughed without humour. “I’m sure you can guess. I was an embarrassment. ‘People with our breeding don’t do manual labour.’ Blah, blah, blah.”

She pushed herself up on her elbow so she could look in his eyes. “It took a lot of guts to go against your family and do something for yourself.”

He shrugged.

“Don’t shrug it off, Mark. That’s impressive. Most people spend a huge portion of their lives doing what is expected of them, living the life other people want for them.”

“Is that what you did?” When she turned her face away from him, he cupped his hand under her chin and guided her face back towards him. “With your ex?”

Unable to really talk, she nodded. The way Mark was studying her felt like he saw places she normally kept hidden. She took a deep breath. “But I’m living the life I want now.” She dropped her head back down onto his chest. “We both are,” she murmured.

They must have fallen asleep. Sometime later, soft, seductive kisses caressed her neck, drawing her out of her restful slumber.

“What do you say we grab a shower? Check out that backyard of yours, and we can discuss the landscaping plans over dinner. I need some fuel to finish out this night the way I plan.” His sleep roughed voice whispered over her skin.

“Mmm sounds good.” She pushed back, grinding her body into his erection. He laughed and slapped her ass. “Out of bed, woman, or I’ll never get out.”

Rachel groaned. “Alright, alright.” She threw the sheets off, leapt out of bed and strolled towards the bathroom. With a glance back over her shoulder, she found Mark still in bed, his gaze riveted to her backside. She smiled, feeling confident and powerful at the lust she saw reflected on his face. “You coming? I thought you young guys could go all night.”

Mark sprung from the bed, sporting a very impressive erection. “We can.” He grabbed her around the waist and dragged her into the bathroom. “Let me show you.”

Chapter Four

Mark stared in awe at Rachel’s shower. “That’s a hell of a lot of shower heads and nozzles.” He grinned at her and rubbed his hands together. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

Her smile flashed, quick and hot, as her eyes darkened with desire. He reached out to pull her into the shower after him. Grabbing the bottle of body wash from the shelf, he squirted the liquid into his palm. The fruity aroma of pears mixed with the hot steam of the shower and filled the bathroom. “Now I know where you get that great smell from.”

Soap covered his hands as he ran them down her arms and across her upper chest. The smooth skin of her body was an alluring contrast of soft woman and toned muscle. Mark eyed the handheld shower nozzle and grinned, imaging all the possibilities. “I hope you have a big hot water tank.” Immense pleasure ricocheted down his spine when her eyes widened and she swallowed, her nipples beading tightly.

Oh yeah, he was going to take his time and make the most of this. With soft, gentle caresses, he smoothed
his hands down her ribs and skimmed his thumbs close to her nipples. Rachel arched her back and pressed her breasts against his palms, urging him closer. The seductive movements of her body were making him crazy. She was so sensuous and didn’t even seem to realise it.

The need to take her to unknown heights drove him, and he nipped the soft skin above her collar bone with his teeth. Goosebumps covered her skin.

“Patience,” he murmured against her neck. Mark nipped her again, just to see her shiver. Rachel’s lush breasts called to him for attention. The twitching of his cock had him shifting to ease the throbbing craving in his dick.

Mark slid his hands down her body, grazing her nipples. The carnal moans of erotic frustration that slipped from her lips were music to his ears. He lightly grazed the peaks again. They constricted tighter, calling to him like plump, ripe raspberries.

“Mark, stop teasing me and touch them,” she groaned.

He softly grasped a nipple between his fingers. “Like this?” he asked.

“Do both and do it harder.” She gasped, arching her back into his touch.

Mark grabbed the hard little tips and twisted them, rougher, like he knew she wanted. Her breath hitched when he replaced a hand with his mouth, swirling the peak with his tongue, caressing the bud in his mouth. Switching to the other nipple, he drew it into the warm recesses of his mouth, lavishing it with attention.

He moved his hand down over her stomach, dipping farther, to bare the treasure that awaited him. Mark’s finger slipped between her folds, seeking out her clit. The water from the shower mixed with her hot juices guided the way for his hand. Rachel sighed, her nails digging into his forearm as she squirmed to get closer to his touch.

With one finger pressed inside her, he worked her hard nub with his thumb. The tight, hot, wet clenching of her pussy around his finger a testament to how close she already was. He bit back a groan and placed a second digit deep into the welcoming heat of her body.

When he withdrew his fingers, Mark grinned at Rachel’s protested grumbling.

“Turn around and let me get your back.” Adding more soap to his hands, he lathered her back with suds. He slid his hands down, caressing her bottom, slipping a soapy hand between her cheeks. Rachel’s rapid breathing turned to panting as he glided his hand back and forth across her anus. Mark pressed her upper body and head down, forcing her butt to thrust out.

“Put your hands against the wall,” he ordered. Grabbing her hips, he pulled them towards him and forced her legs to widen. Leaving her body on full display. He wanted to do things to her no one had ever dreamt of doing. To imprint himself on her so he was all she could think about.

The painful throbbing of his dick had him biting back a groan as he dropped to his knees behind her and nibbled her ass cheek. Using both hands, he spread her cheeks wide. “Mmm,” he groaned before lapping his tongue over her tight rosebud.

She squirmed and, moaning with pleasure, pushed herself further back, giving him better exposure.

He eased two fingers back inside her hot core while continuing his ministrations on her ass. She ground her hips, increasing the rhythm, urging him on. He used his other hand on her clit. With both of his hands working her pussy and his face buried between her cheeks, Mark was on the verge of coming himself. He eased his fingers from her hot core and glided his hand farther back.

Desperate to be inside her, he pinched her clit as he slid a finger inside her tight rosebud. She screamed, her hips bucking out her release before she slumped against the wall.

Letting go of Rachel, Mark stood, snatched the condom off the soap dish and sheathed himself. He reached up and unhooked the handheld shower nozzle, gripped her hips with a firm grasp and hauled her body towards him, entering her from behind. Her hot, wet core squeezed his cock tightly.

A low rumble of pleasure rolled from his chest as she accepted his entire length, encompassing all of him. He slowly started pumping into her. With the shower nozzle in his hands, he slipped it between her legs and aimed the spray at her clit.

Rachel’s shocked cry turned into moans of ecstasy. Errant sprays of water hit Mark in the balls like caressing fingers, increasing his arousal. He thrust into her, matching her rhythm. With a climax upon him, Mark moved the shower nozzle closer to her clit. increasing the pressure against her.

She threw her head back. Her pussy clenched tighter, milking his dick. He bit her neck, hard, as an orgasm tore through them both.

She rested her head against the wall, her fingers gripping the soap dish to keep herself upright. Exhausted, he leaned against her back, gathering his composure. He placed a kiss on her shoulder blade before pushing backwards so she didn’t have to support his weight. With his body no longer resting against her, she turned around, her skin sliding slickly against the tiles. . Her flushed face and slumberous eyes looked completely satisfied. Mark fought the urge to puff up his chest like a peacock at having been the one to put that look there.

He pulled her away from the wall. “What do you say we get out of the shower and go in search of some food? I’m going to need some sustenance if I am going to keep up with you.”

“Mmm, there is definitely something to be said for having sex with a younger man.”

Her full, pouty lips called to him and he kissed her, sucking the bottom one into his mouth. “There’s also, definitely, something to be said for sleeping with a woman in her sexual prime.” Kissing her again more deeply, he thrust his tongue into her mouth.

The icy shot of water that ripped across his body put a stop to any more sensual play in the shower. “Damn, we drained your hot water tank.”

“I guess we’ll have to get out then. Since we have to leave the shower, I may as well feed you, because I have big plans for the rest of the evening.” Her eyes narrowed seductively. His gaze was riveted to the sweep of her tongue as it dipped out and caressed her bottom lip.