“I’ve been fantasising about you too,” she purred.
She reached down and tugged out his straining cock, then she moved her hand in a slow sensual rhythm along the shaft. Joseph groaned with pleasure, smiling with glee. She maintained smouldering eye contact and leaned forward to rub his erection sensually between her ample breasts, which made his face scrunch up as if he was in pain. But it was definitely pleasure she was bestowing on him with this tit-wank. She let go his cock and crawled up to kiss him hard on the lips, feeling in-control. Then – on her hands and knees above him – she slowly turned her body all the way around, and knelt with her thighs either side of his ears, so she was squatting above his face.
Eleanor’s body tingled with desire as she lowered herself over his mouth – and her lust rocketed as he tilted his head back and stretched his tongue to lick her pussy through her panties. She leaned over so she was on her hands and knees covering him – making her feel sexy and liberated.
“Hmm…” Joseph whispered. “You taste fucking hot…”
He delved his tongue into her panties and licked her clit, while sliding his fingers into her pussy. She gasped with delight, wishing he could see the coy look on her face as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and lowered her head down, like a cat licking a bowl of cream. His hard-on twitched with yearning as she nuzzled her face into his balls, licking and teasing them with her lips. She worked her way up his cock and sucked the tip – able to feel the effect this blow job was having on him, as he pulled her roughly down further into his mouth. She slid her lips up and down the shaft – relishing the smell and feel of his beautiful cock – then she sucked the end, circling her tongue over the soft flesh – enjoying the salty taste. As she continued to suck him off she enjoyed the delightful sensation as one of his hands kneaded the flesh of her ass, while the fingers of his other hand rubbed her G-spot. His tongue licked her clit, making her feel taken from all angles – and pulsing pleasure through her body in dazzles of delight.
Despite her arousal, Eleanor found the sensation of sucking Joseph’s glorious cock strangely soothing. She loved the fact that she was currently giving her man as much pleasure as she was receiving, but the onset of her own orgasm was beginning to overwhelm her now, so she decided to turn around and face him – intending for them both to come together.
She elegantly dismounted and turned around, then she crawled on top of him the other way – straddling his gorgeous body between her thighs. She draped herself over him, so their faces were at the same level.
“Hi,” she gasped, grinning into his eyes.
He laughed. “Hey there.”
She kissed him on the lips as he reached around to rummage his fingers in her panties again, exploring deep inside and slipping them in and out of her pussy – promising nothing but utter pleasure. Her body strained with desire.
“Ride me, Ellie,” he said. “I need to see you coming above me.”
She nodded and grinned, shifting position so she was hovering above his cock – which he was now holding upright for her. He grabbed both of her hips and guided her down, pushing her panties out the way with his strong fingers, and easing his cock inside her. Even after all the foreplay – and although she was soaking wet with arousal – Joseph’s hard-on was too big for her tight pussy. She grinned at the wonderful sensation of her pussy stretching over him – awaiting the thrill that was about to explode throughout her soul.
He grinned. “Jesus, Ellie, I love your tightness.”
Eleanor laughed and moved into a comfortable position – feeling the tip of his cock pressing hungrily upwards inside her. He started to move her hips with his masterful hands, slowly at first, relishing the ecstasy and drawing it out. Eleanor ground her pelvis into him and the pace suddenly quickened, as if they were both frantic to get there.
The sensation of fucking him with her panties on made her feel as if they were doing something naughty. As much as she adored Joseph’s soft toned flesh, the feel of the silky material on her clit emphasised her enjoyment even more than usual, and she realised she was going to climax hard. Her eyes scrunched shut and her head dropped back as the euphoria pulled her over the edge into absolute glory. She knew Joseph was watching her as the waves surged powerfully between her thighs – making her feel even sexier and increasing the orgasm as it tore joy through her mind. Her body tensed with delight as he slapped her hard on the hip, pushing her into a separate part of the universe reserved only for her and her lover – where nothing but blissful pleasure rained down in glorious honey strands. She rode him harder and faster, feeling his strong fingers pulling her hips roughly back and forth. The waves of delight consumed her and her sense of self dissolved – meaning she was unable to stop the loud groans that came with each beautiful surge of glee.
“Ohhhh, yes, yes!”
She free-falled into him, immersed in total love – breathing deeply as the orgasm gently waned. She opened her eyes slowly and drifted back to the room to see her beloved looking spectacular, lying there with his shirt half-off. A rockstar adored by millions – but who loved only her. His hair was a mess and his eyes were full of excited adoration.
“I love you, Ellie,” he said.
She grinned deep into his soul, knowing that – regardless of what else happened in this crazy world – Joseph Quinlan was hers, forever.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Eleanor stood at the VIP arrivals gate holding Joe’s hand and feeling her nerves whisk through her like a meteor shower. She’d just been introduced to his parents, who both seemed delighted that their one-time wayward son was finally settling down under the spell of a good woman – as his dad had put it. Mr and Mrs Quinlan were a striking and attractive middle-aged couple, and Eleanor could see where their children had derived their good looks and charms. They were both warm and friendly, but it was a bit like meeting a couple of veteran movie stars – they were elegant, sophisticated, and very self-assured.
But at the moment, both parents were understandably distracted by the fact they were about to be reunited with their eldest son – who’d been dead to them only a week ago. They’d been reunited on Skype a couple of days ago, but this physical reunion felt as emotional as a new birth in the family. And it was a rebirth of sorts.
Adam and Amy, and Sarah and Dylan were chatting playfully, making Eleanor grin as they all waited tensely. She loved the Quinlan clan, and she was proud to be a part of it. She’d already started planning her wedding – it was going to be very rock and roll. But she’d banned Joseph from wearing his leathers – now that she’d seen how hot he looked in a suit.
She opened her mouth to retort to Adam, but suddenly all the attention was seized by the eldest Quinlan brother as he came strolling through the gate, looking tired but exited.
His mom broke ranks first and ran to him, hugging him tight. “Ivan!”
The others quickly piled in and they all hugged, laughing and talking excitedly at once. Eleanor stood back, watching with joy the lovely family reunion.
“Now we just need your sister here and we’ll all be together,” Mrs Quinlan said.
“It’s good to be on American soil,” Ivan said in his deep masculine voice.
Joseph hugged his brother tight, then he stepped back and held Eleanor’s hand. “Ivan, this is Ellie.”
Ivan studied her for a moment, making her feel like a naughty schoolgirl. He was so manly – the toughest of all the brothers with a glint in his eye that betrayed a childhood spent fighting for survival.
“Great to meet you, Ellie.” He put out his hand, so she shook it. His fingers were soft and long.
“Great to meet you too, at last,” she said.
“Thanks for working so hard to keep that story out the papers.”
“Oh… it’s no problem… of course.”
“You’re a good person,” he said. “And a great journalist – I’ve been following your stories in the NYT all week.”
She blushed. “Oh… thanks.”
She grinned. “I’m honoured to be part of it.”
“And if I ever want to publish my memoirs – well, I know who to turn to.”
He winked at her and she laughed. “Okay, it’s a deal.”
Adam squeezed Ivan on the shoulder. “Hey, you can stay with me and Amy for a while, okay. Until you acclimatise.”
He gazed at Adam pensively. “Thanks, buddy. But actually, I’m not sticking around.”
“What?” Mrs Quinlan said. “Where are you going?”
He put his arm around his mom and hugged her. “I’ll be back soon, I promise. But I’m going to find Samira. To tell her I love her.”
“But where is she, Ivan?” Joseph asked.
He held his little brother’s gaze with a cocky grin. “Well, Joe – that’s precisely what I intend to find out...”
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