TRAINING THE COUGAR *warning explicit content*

**Love Story with explicit content **
Shy thirty-something, Fifty Shades obsessive and One Direction fan Alexa, was hiding a traumatic secret from her past. As a result, she'd put up personal barriers and kept friends, colleagues and men at arm's length. Then one summer, Jake Martin appeared all too briefly in her life. He was handsome, clever, kind...and only eighteen! Nothing happened during that Summer, but now five years on, fate had ensured their paths crossed again. Could this traumatised Cougar put the past behind her and could Jake be the one who finally teaches her how to love?


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18. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN




Alexa had barely closed the front door behind them when Jake pounced, lifting her up into his arms. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, now used to this stance, and with his hands under her thighs and his tongue electrifying her mouth, he walked them to the stairs and sat down with Alexa straddling his lap. His hands pulled up her dress, bunching it at her thighs, then he seductively trailed his fingers up her silky hold-ups and his thumbs found her slickness. He pulled up sharply.

"Where the hell are your knickers, Wench?" He growled against her lips. "I know for a FACT, you were wearing them before we left!"

"In my handbag," Alexa whispered huskily. "I took them off in the loo's, just before we left."

Jake smirked lasciviously at her, his eyes lighting up in delight. "What is it with you and going commando?" He breathed, as both his thumbs began to alternately brush against her intimately.

"Maybe I...Ahhh...Like to surprise you..." She panted, as her fingers began to undo his fly.

"Don't EVER stop surprising me like that," he murmured, kissing her. "Pleeeeeaaaassee..."

AARRRGGHH!

Alexa shut her eyes and groaned as her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened and new arousal flooded through her, seeping out onto Jake's expert fingers. She hurriedly freed his erection and bracing herself with her hands on his broad shoulders, she pushed herself up and onto him, taking him into her, one achingly slow inch at a time.

"Ohhhhh...Lex..." Jake sighed blissfully, as she decended onto him.

"Mmmm...Jaaaake..."

In the next breath he was buried in to the hilt.

They rocked against each other, gently at first, then Jake put his hands under her thighs, lifting her slightly. They both planted their feet hard against the stairs, which enabled Jake to pull back and thrust hard, his head rubbing against a sweet spot deep inside her.

"Oh...Jake...that feels...sooooo..." Her voice trailed off as she began to feel the familiar delicious feeling, creep over her.

Jake suddenly gripped her thighs and stilled, panting heavily.

What the...

Alexa's eyelids fluttered open and she could see under the mask, Jake's face was contorted with suppressed emotion.

"Are you okay babe? Please don't stop..."

Jake's features began to relax and he slowly began to thrust against her again.

"Mmmm...Ohhh...Yesss..."

Then right as she was on the precipice again, he stopped, halting his thrusts, his breathing heavy and laboured.

"JAKE!"

Is he deliberately torturing me?

He didn't move or respond. Just continued to breathe heavily, his full lips parted, his eyes closed. Just when Alexa was about to start panicking, he opened his eyes and looked intently at her.

"I want you naked. In bed. NOW."

Before Alexa could process any kind of cognitive thought, Jake slipped out of her and stood, taking her with him. She wrapped herself tightly around him and he carried her up the remaining stairs and into the bedroom. He breathlessly let her slide down his body as they arrived at the bed, then kissed her softly, his fingers slowly lifting the mask from her face. He  pulled back and looked at her.

"Sorry sweetheart, I know this is your fantasy, but I'm struggling with it. I can't come whilst you're wearing the mask and so many clothes - it just doesn't do it for me. I want to be able to see your face and body. I've fantasised about them for too long to have you cover up. I'm really sorry," he said with a sad sigh.

Aww my poor love...

Alexa reached up to him, flexing her fingers against his cheek. "Oh babe, it's okay. If you prefer me stripped naked and maskless, then that's what I'll do."

He leant his face into her hand. "But I'm spoiling it for you after you've waited all evening," he moaned.

"Oh Jake, no you're not! Fucking you on the stairs whilst wearing the tux was good, but I like it best when you're naked too," she smiled.

"Really?"

"Yes, really!" She paused and looked up at him from under her lashes. "But...could you keep the mask on?"

Jake grinned then rubbed his finger speculatively over his chin. "Hmmm...If I have to wear something, I only think it's fair you do too..."

HUH?

Turning, he went to the wardrobe and rustled around, then found what he wanted and walked back to her, his dark eyes not leaving her emerald ones.

OH...DEAR...GOD...

In his hands were a pair of jet black, patent and suede strappy sandals, with two inch platforms and six inch spiked stiletto heels.

"I got these for you from Amazon," he began in a breathy whisper. "I've been waiting for the right time to give them to you. Would you strip down just to your hold-ups and wear them...for me? Please?"

That has to be the most erotic thing I've ever heard come out of that beautiful mouth...So far...

Alexa ran her fingers over the soft suede of the sandals. "They're the sexiest sandals I've ever seen in my life Jake," she whispered, huskily. "Of course I'll wear them for you."

Jake's mouth spread into a sensual smile. "Then I think it's time we got naked..."

Jake made short work of removing her dress and bra, then Alexa pushed off his jacket and undid his bow tie and shirt buttons, as Jake impatiently pushed down his trousers and boxers and pulled off his socks using his feet.

"Can you put the sandals on for me? I'm so aroused now, I'm all fingers and thumbs and I'll take too long!" Alexa panted.

Jake grinned. "Sit on the bed then Wench...you're less likely to fall over!"

Alexa groaned as she sat down. "I'm too turned on to even reprimand you!"

Jake chuckled as he knelt between her legs. Taking her left heel he eased the sandal onto her foot and fastened the buckle. He then nimbly repeated the process with the other foot. He then grasped both stiletto heels in each hand and lifted her feet off the floor as he stood, adjusting his stance, his hands either side of his hips, so that Alexa lay in a perfect horizontal line, half on the bed, half suspended in the air.

"Oh fuck, Alexa. You look...Glorious." He rasped in a hoarse whisper.

You have GOT to be kidding me! This coming from a masked, perfect vision of the male form?

Alexa stared at him.

"What?"

"How can you say that about me, when you're so...perfect?" She whispered in awe.

Jake locked eyes with her and gave her his all-worshipping smile.

"No one's ever called me perfect before."

"Well, you are."

Jake's smile altered slightly, becoming less worshipping and more carnal.

"And you're all my fantasies and wet dreams come true."

And with that, he pulled her sharply towards him.

"Wrap your legs around my hips, sweetheart."  He panted

Alexa did as she was told, but in doing so, accidentally grazed him with her heels.

"AHH!"

SHIT!!

"Oh God! Oh Jake, I'm sor..."

Before she could finish, Jake thrust forwards, burying himself deep inside her.

Alexa closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, arching slightly off the bed.

NNNNNNRRRRRRGGGGGHHH.....!

Somewhere in her hazy mind she heard Jake rasp...

"Do that again...with the heels..."

HUH?

Alexa's eyes flew open to find his fiery jet eyes staring passionately at her.

"Please, Alexa..."

REALLY?

She tilted her ankles and scraped her heels gently across his behind. Jake threw his head back and let out a loud groan.

HOLY CRAP! HE'S GETTING OFF ON THAT!

"You like that?" Alexa couldn't hide the wonder from her voice.

Jake looked down at her and grinned. "Looks like it!" He moved his pelvis back slowly and thrust forwards, still holding her under her thighs. "But I don't know if it's from the sensation, or the fact that it's you wearing heels doing it, that I like so much!"

Alexa smiled then slowly dragged her sandaled right heel, from his hamstring up to his bottom cheek.

"ALEXAAAA!"

His strangled shriek of of emotion, was enough to tip Alexa over the edge and she pulsated ferociously around him with an answering cry. Jake gripped her thighs hard and pumped his hips hard and fast against her, riding out the waves of her orgasm, until he found his own shuddering release.

 

"You know, there is one thing I can relate to with Christian Grey. I can't seem to get enough of you!"

Alexa smiled. "That's because you're a randy bugger!"

They were spooning in bed, all post-coital, glowing and sated.

"I don't remember hearing you complain, Wench."

Alexa giggled. "Oh Jake, you don't make me complain...you just make me moan!"

She felt his smile against her ear, then his tongue began to trace round her lobe. "Oh sweetheart, I love making you moan...and squeal...and shriek...and I know I've also made you scream on occasion!"

Alexa shrugged.

"Are you rolling you're eyes at me, Alexa?" He growled in an attempt at a Christian Grey impression.

"You spank me and I will back-heel you straight in the balls!"

"SHIT! Which chapter did Ana say that?"

 

Jake was still snoring soundly as Alexa slipped out of the house early the next morning. She had a few quick errands to run before he woke up. She'd left him a note saying she'd be back shortly and had gone to get some things for breakfast. Quickly grabbing what she wanted from the local Waitrose around the corner from Jake's house. She then sped back. There was no sign of Jake, so she crept up the stairs, relieved to find him still asleep. She took her note off the pillow and headed back downstairs.

In the kitchen she set about making a full english breakfast, with smoked bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs, baked beans and toast. She grabbed her little extra surprise and set everything up on a tray.

"You're up early."

She jumped and looked up to find him resting against the kitchen door frame, wearing just his tight, black Calvin Klein's, unkempt hair and a sexy smile.

"I was going to surprise you with breakfast in bed." Alexa breathed, drinking him in.

Seriously, how can he look so good first thing in the morning?

Jake strode over to her, pulled her into his arms and kissed her firmly on the forehead.

"Sorry sweetheart. I woke up and you weren't there and I...panicked." He finished sheepishly.

"Aww babe I'm fine...just wanted to surprise you." She said hugging him, her hands running happily over his delightfully muscular back.

"This looks awesome...can you surprise me on the sofa, perhaps?"

Alexa laughed. "Yeah okay!"

"Cool! Give me two minutes to brush my teeth and I'll be right with you."

He gave her another kiss on her forehead and shot off. After feasting on the sight of him from the back, she grabbed her extra surprise off the tray and tucked it into the waistband of her jeggings.

 

Ten minutes later, Jake pushed the plate to the side and stretched upwards.

"That was delicious sweetheart. Just what I needed after last nights shenanigans!" He grinned.

Alexa smiled happily. She reached behind her and grabbed the envelope.

"Talking of last night," she began. "This is for you." She handed him the the envelope, her fingers trembling slightly.

Jake looked at her quizzically and took it from her. Ripping it open he found a card with a large, red glitter heart on the front. He smiled adoringly at her.

"Oh...sweetheart..." he began. Opening the card, he started to read. "My darling Jake, last night was incredible. Making love to you is beyond beautiful. You are my world, my life, my one true love. An Angel sent to me from heaven above." Jake stopped and looked over to her. "Oh...Alexa..."

"Carry on," she breathed in an urgent whisper.

Jake smiled his worshipping smile, cleared his throat and began again. "Every minute of every day I spend with you, is more than a dream come true. So my darling, you've given me your life, your love and your PIN. I have only one more thing left to ask..."

Jake stopped again as there was no more writing left on the inside of the card.

"Turn the card over," Alexa whispered and held her breath.

Confused, Jake did so, and read the final line of writing on the back of the card: "So can I still move in?"

 

His eyes sprang to hers, then to the card, then back to her eyes again.

"You'll move in with me?"  He breathed in astonishment, eyes wide and shining.

Alexa nodded. "If I move in I want to be able to pay my way, so I've been looking into renting out my flat. I was speaking to one of the parents at the club and she said her sister had moved back to the area, as she's got a job in a local office and she wanted to rent somewhere nearby." Alexa babbled. "So I took her number gave her a call and she came round two days ago and said it was perfect. I've got two weeks to pack my stuff up and bring it here... If you still want me to move in with you."

"Oh sweetheart! Of course I still want you to move in!" Jake crushed her to him, showering her face with kisses as they rolled back onto the extended sofa seat. "You've made me so happy!" He breathed between kisses. "You'll now be here all the time with me. I'll be coming home to you. And you'll be here in my kitchen...on my sofa...in my bed...Oh Alexa, I love you so much."

 

"When were you going to tell me about your high heels fetish, by the way?"

She was curled up around him as he lay on the sofa, her head resting on his chest, one hand intertwined in his, as he gently stroked down her back with his other hand.

 "I don't have a high heels fetish!" He chuckled in mock indignation.

Alexa lifted her head and looked up at him. "Excuse me? I think the red welts across your arse would tend to disagree!"

Jake smirked. "Yeah...who would have thought it? Your Dyspraxia finally came in useful!"

Alexa jabbed him in the ribs.

"Oww!" He laughed, then cupped her face. "Sweetheart, the combination of you wearing something sexy and killer heels...it's mind-blowing. The sensation of scraping your heels across my arse was...unexpectedly pleasurable . Christian's right - there is a fine line between pleasure and pain! It's definitely something I can't wait to try again. And I can do now...as often as I like...Because YOU'RE. MOVING. IN!"

 

"You okay if I crack on with a bit of studying for a couple of hours? If I get it done now, I then have all afternoon free. We can even go back to yours later on in the afternoon and start getting organised if you like."

"Yeah no probs," Alexa smiled carrying the remainder of the breakfast items off the sofa and into the kitchen. "Can I do some activity research on your iPad in the meantime? I need some extra pictures for the kids to paint next week."

"Of course. You don't need to ask. It's paired up to the wireless printer in the hallway, so print off whatever you need."

 

Having compiled a set of various colouring pictures, Alexa snuck into the kitchen to prepare her second suprise. Opening a packet of  Devil's Food cake mix she made up the batter and poured it into cup-cake cases, before placing them into the oven. She then cut open the icing mix and began to beat it together.

"What the hell are are you baking, Wench?" Jake came in suddenly, startling her. "The smell has drifted all the way upstairs into my study and is making my mouth water!"

"Just thought I would make you a treat for after lunch." She smiled as she continued to mix the icing. Grabbing a teaspoon she dipped it in the mixture and handed it to him. Jake put the spoon in his mouth and groaned in pleasure. He then dipped his finger into the icing.

"Jake! I just gave you a teaspoon!" Alexa said in annoyance.

Jake grinned wickedly. "Yeah...but this isn't for me," he whispered. He put his chocolate covered finger against her lips.

OH HOLY FU...

She put the bowl down on the table, grabbed his hand with both of hers and drew her tongue around the bottom of his finger. She moved her tongue around before licking upwards, then took his finger into her mouth and sucked hungrily. Jake's eyes dilated in pleasure and he groaned deep in his throat in response. Their eyes locked as Alexa's tongue swirled around his finger, until Jake gave it a gentle tug out of her mouth and replaced it with his tongue.

A sudden loud ringing noise from Alexa's pocket made them both jump and they pulled back breathlessly.

"S-Sorry, my phone has been timing the cakes. They must be ready," Alexa panted.

Grinning, Jake planted a firm kiss on her lips and released her.

"Aww... just when things were getting interesting..."

 

They'd enjoyed a roast chicken lunch and a couple of the cup-cakes for dessert, then Jake had disappeared back into his study, saying he'd be just another hour or so. Alexa looked at her watch. That was almost two hours ago. She wandered aimlessly around his living room. This would soon be 'their' living room. She smiled, although where all her bits were meant to fit...and nothing she had actually matched with the decor...hmmm they would have to find some way round that. She walked into the kitchen. At least his kitchen would finally be well equipped when she brought all her appliances and utensils across. Yeah, there was plenty of space in here for everything as it was bigger than the kitchen she had in her flat.

Seriously, what's taking him so long? He must be nearly done now? Leave him alone Alexa!  Is it natural to miss your boyfriend this much, when he is only upstairs?

She spied the bowl of left-over icing on the side and inspiration hit her...

 

She poked her head around the study door. Jake was staring intently at his laptop screen, his full lips moving slightly as he read something to himself. Catching the movement at the door, he lifted his eyes from the screen, caught hers and smiled, then looked at his watch.

"Shit! Sorry sweetheart...I didn't realise the time. I got absorbed in this report about Child Protection. I'll just finish this paragraph, then shut everything down."

Alexa smiled. "Okay."

She sauntered into the study, hiding the bowl behind her back. Looking around, she decided if they moved the bookshelf to the smaller wall behind Jake's chair, they could easily fit a small wardrobe and chest of drawers in it's place.

"There. Done!" Jake blew out a breath and hit a few keys to power down his laptop. "I am so sorry, sweetheart. Why didn't you come up earlier?"

"I didn't want to disturb you babe. It doesn't matter. This is important to you."

"Not as important as you."

Alexa smirked. "I'm glad you said that."

Jake narrowed his eyes at her. "Are you smirking at me, Wench? And...are you hiding something behind your back?"

Alexa walked around to the desk and silded up so that she was standing between his legs.

"What are you up to?" He breathed.

Alexa brought the bowl forward. Jake's eyebrows shot up in surprise and his eyes lit up.

"Oooh...does Mistress want to fellate my finger again?" He growled in a low voice that made her shiver.

Alexa shook her head. She let go of the bowl, leant forward and traced the seam of his jogging bottoms down over his bulge with her index finger. "Not your finger this time..." She panted as her emerald eyes looked sexily at him.

Jake gasped, then cupped her face with his hands. "Are you serious?" He panted.

Alexa nodded. "I want to spoon chocolate icing on you and lick it off," she whispered, amazed at how unabashed she was being and how her touch made him harden under her fingers.

Jake looked at her in wonder, then kissed her hard. Releasing her abruptly, he reached down and pulled himself out of his briefs and pants. He sat back and laced his fingers behind his head, grinning salaciously at her.

"Ready when you are, Mistress."

Alexa returned his grin and taking the tea-spoon, slowly began to swirl icing around him, till they were both panting. When she was satisfied and before she self-combusted, she knelt down between his thighs and began to slowly lick the icing away with long, deliberate strokes. Jake let out a loud moan and flexed his hips towards her, his hands moving into her hair and stroking her scalp.

"Oh...sweetheart...that feels...mmmmm..." He groaned.

Alexa continued her slow pursuit of her chocolate trail, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. As she licked off the final bit, Jake slipped his hands under her armpits and hauled her upwards as he stood.

"Enough," he panted rapidly. "Now it's my turn."

Ooooh...Sounds good...

Jake yanked off her t-shirt and pushed down her jeggings and knickers as Alexa undid her bra. When she was naked, he twisted her around, pushed her down onto the leather of his desk chair and hooked a leg over each arm.

WOW! This is all a bit...exposed...

In one swift move, Jake thrust himself inside her.

"Ahhh..." he exhaled. "Oh sweetheart...I just had to get inside you..."

"Mmmm, hmmm..."

He ripped off his t-shirt and reaching behind him, he grabbed the bowl off the desk. Filling the spoon with icing, he lifted it over her breasts so that the dark liquid dripped down on top of them. Placing the bowl back onto the desk, he leant forward and began to suck and lick the sweet chocolate mixture off her breasts with every forward thrust.

Oh...my...God...this is...WOW!

"I didn't think...it was possible to...improve your breasts..."  Jake panted between licks. He rolled her nipple around his tongue as he sucked. "They taste even more delicious now..."

"Mmmm, hmmm..."

Jake grinned down at her. "Is that all you have to say?"

"It's all...I can say...at the mo..." Alexa moaned as her body began to be taken over by sensation.

"Yes...Oh yes...Alexaaaaaa..."

"JAKE!"

 

"Why do you call me Wench?" Alexa asked later that evening as they curled up in bed together.

Jake kissed the tip of her nose and smiled. "Well... that first day when I helped you up and I surepticiously checked out your boobs, I mis-read your name badge. I thought it said Alexa Wench! It was a few days later I realised you were actually called Alexa Welch!"

"So if you realised your mistake after a couple of days, why do you persist with calling me Wench?"

"Because I'd loved the fact that you were called Wench. I was gutted to find out you weren't! I'd had all these fantasies of you dressed as a medieval waitress serving me beer with your boobs barely contained in a corset!"

Alexa tried to be annoyed but couldn't help her giggle. "And that's why you keep calling me Wench? Because of some mad medieval fantasy you had?"

Jake wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over. "Had? Sweetheart, that fantasy plays in my mind everytime I'm near your boobs!" He kissed her hard on the lips. "You're always going to be my Wench...my Mistress...my sweetheart...and the love of my life..."

Mmmm...wonder if Ebay do a Wench costume...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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