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Rough Sex / Shibari

PAUL AND RACHEL.

Rachel has had a hard day at the office. Paul is home.

Rachel grit her teeth together and resisted the urge to throw her phone across the room.

"Miss Harrison, I understand what you're saying - but please remember that it is just me and I am working on other projects…" Miss Harrison was her latest client. She wanted a website designing for her florist business but didn't seem to understand that Rachel had four other clients she also had to deal with.

When she put the phone down, an hour later she had a headache coming and was pissed. Miss Harrison had implied she would withhold payment if she didn't think that the website was good enough - despite Rachel already having put in over twenty hours of work.

Paul walked through the front door at that exact moment.

"Hey, babe. I'm home," he called, toeing his work boots off and placing his bag down on the seat next to the door. "How was your day?"

"Shut up and take your pants off," Rachel instructed as she stood from the dining room table and pulled her t-shirt off. He was just what she needed to relieve some stress.

Paul entered the dining room, took one look at her and grinned before doing as she asked.

When they were both naked, Rachel (for lack of a better word) charged at him and slammed their naked bodies together, kissing him furiously as they stumbled back towards the couch.

His erection flared to life against her belly and she pushed him onto the couch, kneeling in between his legs and taking his cock into her mouth.

"Shit, baby," he groaned out, locking his arms behind his head and watching as she sucked him hard. "What's gotten into you?"

She released him from her mouth with a pop. "Shut up," she growled before taking his large cock back into her mouth and using her hand to fist the part of that wouldn't fit inside her.

As her tongue and lips worked him over, one of her own hands crept between her legs and played with her clit, gently fondling the ball of nerves and lightly flicking the nub to prepare herself to him.

A particularly hard flick caused her to moan around him and Paul grinned as she vibrated around his cock.

Her hand tightened around him and she purposefully traced random patterns on the underside of his cock with her tongue, digging into the tip with it.

When she ran her tongue over the slit and tasted his pre-cum, Paul's hips bucked and his hand clenched in his own hair.

"I'm going to come in you keep that up," he warned, knowing Rachel wasn't a fan of swallowing.

She released him and stood, straddling him quickly and not even giving him the chance to adjust before she plunged herself on him, hissing as she stretched to accommodate him.

His hands reached for her hips but Rachel pinned them behind his head.

"I'm in charge." She kissed him hard and moved her hips over him, setting a fast rhythm.

Instead of moving up and down, she moved side to side, brushing his cock up against her walls and rubbing her clit against his pubic bone.

Paul fought against her hands but she knew he wasn't really trying. He could overpower her easily but he was letting her have this, letting her control him for her pleasure.

When he lifted his hips slightly and changed the angle he rubbed her in just the right way.

Rachel moaned into his mouth, lost the tempo and then she came. She threw her head back, screamed and clenched around him with both her pussy and her hands.

Paul wasn't finished though and wrapped his arms around her back when she relaxed, leaning her off him slightly and thrusting up into her.

He sucked on her neck and she held him close as he finished inside her, his hot cum followed by his grunts.

As his hips stop thrusting and his body relax, Paul held Rachel close and leaned back against the sofa.

"Bad day?" he asked as he smoothed some hair out of her face.

She nodded, tiredness overcoming her quickly.

Her eyes closed and before she knew it, she was being carried and laid down on their bed. The covers came up around her before Paul got into bed next to her.

"I'll go out and get us some take away in a bit."

Rachel nodded in agreement. Takeaway sounded nice.

"I love you, Rach."

She tried to say it back but it came out jumbled.

"I'll always help you unwind from a bad day."

As she fell asleep, she grinned.