He ran a hand down to cup my ass then further down to my thighs where he slowly rolled the skirt of my dress back up and over my hips. His knee nudged my legs apart slightly and he grazed his fingers over my lace covered clit making me gasp and moan. I was so wet I didn’t know how much longer I could take this sweet torture. I wanted him in me now.
“Please Joe.” I gasped out.
“Not yet.” He said looking back up at me and resting his forehead on mine to look directly into my eyes.
“I’ve waited a long time for this, for you, I’m not rushing a fucking thing.”
He stroked his fingers delicately from my neck down through my breasts and towards my stomach never taking his eyes off mine. I breathed in suddenly in anticipation, shivering with desire as his fingers pulled at the top of my knickers dragging them down. I felt tightly wound up like a coiled spring, I was so ready to let go. I wanted the fireworks that his body was promising me. He closed his eyes and I could feel his muscles tense up before I heard the rip of my underwear. Another pair for the bin. His fingers were on me then, circling and stroking my clit.
“Fuck you’re always so wet for me.” He groaned as he worked his fingers back and forth and over the delicate folds, sparking every nerve as he went. I could feel the itch and burn of my desire building steady, working up into a delicious pulse as he slipped his fingers up, down and across before finally pushed them inside me. Starting with one finger in and out, circling back to my clit round and round, up and down, over and over spreading my wetness. Then two fingers stretching me, stroking me inside, hitting that special zone right at the front, circling his fingers inside me to drive me over the edge. I put my hand over his as he worked me up to an earth shattering orgasm, I was desperate to keep him there and ground myself into him, onto him to make sure he didn’t stop.
The pulsing came stronger now and I was panting so loudly riding his hand for my release. I hung my head limply on his shoulder as he pushed me over the edge and I splintered into the most wonderful orgasm I’d ever had, my hips bucking out of control. Wave after wave of contractions squeezing around his fingers, making my legs quiver and my breathing come short and erratic. Pants and cries of pleasure whispered into the air as he kept stroking and rubbing me to keep my orgasm going on and on, it was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had.
Then his fingers left me and he grabbed my ass squeezing and lifting me up into him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and linked my arms around his neck as he moved me onto the edge of a small console table by the side of the door. The perfect height for him to fuck me. I pulled on the belt of his trousers to open him up, I needed more, I needed to feel him inside me now, stretching me in that way I hadn’t felt for so long. He watched my hands as the belt fell open and I yanked on the buttons of his trousers in desperation. I ran my hand down the front of his trousers to press against his cock and he groaned. He was stiff, hard and felt pretty big. I pulled the front of his boxers down along with his trousers to release him and couldn’t help but gasp when I saw how big he really was. He was fucking huge, long and thick.
Sensing my hesitation he whispered into my ear, “Don’t worry beautiful, I’ll fit.”
I closed my eyes as he pulled my hips closer to him and ran the tip of his cock along my seam spreading my wetness and relighting the sensations that were still gently pulsing from my last orgasm.
“Open your eyes.” He said to me. So I opened them trying to focus on his face as best I could when I was slowly losing the control of my senses to him.
“I want to see the look in your eyes when I push inside you for the first time.”
He slowly plunged his cock into me and I gripped onto his shoulders, my nails pushing into his skin as I felt him stretch me, filling me so full I was panting, breathless, lost to him. He hadn’t pushed all the way in yet and I could feel him tremble as he waited, letting me get used to the size of him, he breathed heavy and slowly pulled out a little before pushing in the last few inches until I could feel all of him dominating me, claiming me. I was his, even I couldn’t doubt it right now. He was in total control of me.
“Fuck Ella, you’re so tight.” He said, but I didn’t want him holding back, I grabbed his ass and desperately called out to him.
“Fuck me Joe, Fuck me hard and fast.”
Like a red rag to a bull, he used my plea to get what he wanted. His hips started pistoning in and out fast and brutal, his cock like velvet rubbing me, swirling inside me, and massaging me into a state of utter delirium. I hung onto him tightly as the force of his thrusts made the table bang against the wall and he grabbed my hips to hold them in place.
“You feel…” he panted between thrusts, “Fucking amazing.”
In all my 24 years no one had ever fucked me like this. This wasn’t fireworks, this was proper earth shattered, moon and stars shit. This was on a whole other level to anything I’d ever experienced before.
I cried out to him, “Oh God….Joe…I’m gonna come” and he thrust harder chasing his own climax. All of a sudden my whole body starting shaking, out of control, my clit spasmed and my pussy contracted so hard around his cock I was squeezing him, milking him of his own orgasm. He let out a roar like a wild animal and threw his head back. I felt his cock thicken in me and then the pulse of his own release inside me.
Oh my God, how was I supposed to walk away after this and find someone else? He had well and truly ruined me tonight for all other men. He pressed his hips against me as we both came down from our orgasms, not ready to pull himself out of me yet. Both gasping for breath and desperately holding onto each other.
“I fucking knew it.” He panted, “I knew you were made for me.”
“That was ……wow.” I gasped.
“That was more than wow Ella….that was fucking life changing…shit.”
He picked me up gently in his arms and carried me into the apartment, walking me to a door off the main living area and forcing it open with his elbow. He shut it closed behind us, and lay down with me on his bed bringing me into his arms to hold me tight. I felt worshipped, and I loved it.
“I’m not finished with you yet.” He whispered in my ear and pulled back, grinning down at me. The man was insatiable. He sat back on his knees as he pulled my ruched dress down over my hips and legs and threw it on the bedroom floor. He leaned over to unhook my bra which was still twisted around my middle and then pulled a cushion into the middle of the bed and rolled me onto it, face down on the bed, the cushion under my hips. My ass was tilted up now just where he wanted it and he ran his hands aching slowly down my back and over the curves of my ass.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said as he stroked my ass then ran his fingers down the middle and over my asshole making me tighten on instinct. He pressed his body over me and whispered into my ear, “I want all of you Ella including here….” My heart jumped nervously, “But not tonight, don’t worry baby.”
He grabbed both of my arms forcing them up over my head and linked his fingers through mine, holding my hands hostage at the top of the bed as he licked and nibbled his way along the back of my neck, down my spine. He unlinked his fingers with mine and stroked his hands down my sides then pulled my legs up until my knees were bent. His hard cock pressing into my ass as he lent back over me to kiss my neck, my jaw and then my lips, gently. His whole body covered mine, soft female skin under hard manly muscles.
The only sounds that could be heard were soft moans, pants and the joining of our lips together moving in a slow seductive dance.
I wriggled my hips against his cock, all inhibitions lost and he moaned in frustration. He sat back placing both of his hands firmly on my hips and growled, “Hold on tight baby.” He thrust hard into me from behind and I cried out at the feel of him taking me so roughly in one go, no easing me into it to let me get used to his size. He set a steady pace of hard long thrusts as I pushed my hips back into his to deepen the sensations. Gasps of, “Fuck” leaving his mouth every few seconds as I hung my
head down and whimpered into the mattress.
The build up this time was wickedly fast and hard, as he sped up the pace, plunging his hips fast and swirling inside me. Cries of “Oh” and “Yes” left me, my brain no longer in charge of my body and my mind a total mess. He reached around with one hand to stroke my clit and my whole body jacked and convulsed into orgasm, my legs went to jelly and he had to use his strength to hold me steady by his hips and keep the momentum going. I contracted so hard around his cock making him shout out and bringing him to complete submission. He dropped his whole body over mine cocooning me with his large frame as he thickened inside me and spurted his release so violently I could feel it hitting me. His thrusts becoming erratic and shaky.
We lay like this for what felt like hours until our breathing calmed and he gently rolled to the side of me and turned my face to look at him.
“You Ella Reid are something else.” I smiled as he stroked my hair, wrapping a curl around his fingers. “Get some sleep beautiful, you’ll need the energy for round two.” He winked and pulled me into his chest, kissing the top of my head as he settled onto his back. After a few minutes his breathing steadied and we both fell into a satisfied sated sleep.
I woke up around 4am, the unfamiliar surroundings unnerving me at first until the memories of the night before came flooding back. I looked up into the sleeping face of Joe Madden. His long lashes feathered over his cheeks and his chest rising and falling softly with each breathe he took. He looked like a fallen angel he was stunning, all warm and strong, his face a picture of calm. He lay on his front, his head turned to the side towards me and he had one arm and leg wrapped around me in a protective way. I panicked that the slightest movement would wake him, I didn’t want to see him now, I had to get away. I couldn’t face the ultimate walk of shame when he came around and had to think of ways to get me to leave without causing a fuss.
I gently eased myself towards the end of the bed and out of his grasp. He sighed but didn’t open his eyes. Then I lifted slowly, carefully off the bed so as not to alert him to my movements and felt around on the floor for my clothes. I found my bra and dress and hastily put them on. My knickers were long gone so I crept across the room and prised the door open to steal myself out into the main part of the apartment.
I dashed across to the front door where my handbag lay on the floor. I looked across at the side table we had christened last night and I smiled a sad smile and ran my hand across it. It had been a night to remember. I knew there would be consequences to what we had done, our working relationship would never be right, but now wasn’t a time to mull over that. I wanted to go home and dream of one night stands with sex Gods who took control, sent my senses into orbit and made my body explode.
I left the apartment and looked over at the lift. I had no idea how to call it, there was no button only that damn black box so I took the stairs, my aching muscles from the night’s exertions not thanking me for the many flights I had to descend to finally come out into the lobby of his building. I blushed as an old man behind the lobby desk looking up and smiled at me kindly. He probably knew exactly which apartment I had come from, I bet women creeping out of here at all hours of the morning was a common occurrence for him. Thank God I’d never have to see him again! I glanced around nervously.
“Would you like me to call you a cab miss?” he smiled.
“Err yes please.” I nodded.
I sat down gingerly on one of the plush velvet sofas, feeling sore and slightly used. A few minutes later the sound of an engine got my attention.
“Here you are my dear.” The old concierge motioned to a cab that had pulled up to the revolving doors at the front of the building. How symbolic I thought bitterly, revolving doors just like the ones for his love life, as one goes out another one comes in. I sighed and thanked the old gentleman as I made my way into the cab and out of Joe’s life forever.
Chapter Thirteen
Sunday morning and I woke up in my own bed stretching and yawning in satisfaction. After getting home in the early hours of the morning I had taken a shower and given myself a mental pep talk before taking myself off to bed to recharge my batteries. I’d had a night in heaven that most women don’t ever get to experience and I was going to be thankful and see it for just what it was, fun. At least I wouldn’t have the fear of sex with a new guy after that I thought with a devilish grin. I heard voices outside and footsteps pounding the stair case. Suddenly my bedroom door swung open the handle hitting the wall behind and there in the doorway stood an angry Joe, his body filling the whole space of the door frame, breathing heavily and looking like he was ready to commit murder.
“What the fuck are you playing at?” He scowled at me.
I sat up in a daze, “What are you on about?”
“You ran again, what the fuck Ella, you need to stop doing that shit to me.”
“I didn’t run,” I argued, “I left. It’s what you wanted wasn’t it? No strings, no hassle, no embarrassing morning after the night before.” I grimaced thinking that right now the morning after couldn’t get more embarrassing. Here he was trembling with rage and I was sat up in bed in my fleece teddy bear pyjamas with my curls a crazy mess.
He slammed the door shut behind him in anger and stalked to the end of my bed.
“What I want? What I want!!! Are you fucking kidding me right now? What I wanted was to wake up next to you not find out you’d run away like it was all a big mistake.”
He ran his hands over his face and then gripped the back of his neck, looking to me for some indication of what happens next.
“You only do one night stands, what was the point in dragging it out? Or are you just disappointed you didn’t get to hit it on round two?” I glared at him.
“Fucking unbelievable.” He said looking up to the ceiling. “Who told you I only do one night stands huh, Anna?”
“And you,” I piped up, “Remember that first night at the club?”
“I was an ass that night and I thought we’d already got over that. As for Anna she’s a bloody liability and no I don’t only do one night stands. This, you, you were never a one night stand.” He pulled his t-shirt over his head and took his shoes and socks off before unbuttoning his jeans.
“What the hell are you doing?” I said. I didn’t have a clue what was going on now. I was totally lost with the direction of this whole argument.
“Getting into bed with you.” He replied as if I was stupid to even question him.
“Why?”
“Because I wanted to wake up next you but you took that away from me so this is the next best thing.”
He peeled his jeans down and stood before me completely naked. I couldn’t help glancing down his stunning body and becoming aroused from seeing him again in all his glory. He yanked my duvet back and climbed in beside me. I stayed sitting up looking at him with total bemusement on my face.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” He chuckled lifting the collar of my pyjamas in disgust.
“These are my favourites, they are really soft and warm I love them.”
“You can get those off right now, they are hideous.” He growled as he pulled the top clean over my hand and then kneeled over me to pull down my pyjama bottoms.
“That’s better,” he purred as he slid his body over the top of mine and kissed me slowly and tenderly on the lips. His hands took their time exploring my curves and stroking my skin. This was the absolute opposite to the Joe I had experienced last night, this one was taking his time, being lazy and enjoying the gentle teasing.
He moved his hands to my face and stroked my jaw, my neck and ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed me leisurely, drawing out the pleasure and anticipation of what was to come. He kissed me slowly, nibbling as he went across my shoulders and down to my breasts. He paid close attention to each breast, palming them and gently biting my nipples before sucking and rolling his tongue around the sensitive nub.
I ran my hands down his back and onto his firm
ass, before snaking them round the front and holding onto his thick cock, delicately moving the soft skin up and down before reaching down to feather touches and strokes over his balls and drag my nails along that sensitive area that runs just behind it. He groaned and rolled his hips in response as I moved my fingers around and back up to his cock again. He thrust his hips slowly into my hand as he laced his own fingers down my stomach and between my legs to tease my folds open and run his fingers round and across in that magical way he did last night. He put two fingers inside me and thrust them in and out, round and round to match the pace I had set whilst stroking his cock. It wouldn’t be long until we were both pushed over the edge and sensing this he pulled his skilled fingers out of me and nudged my hand away from him. He lifted my right leg bent and pulled it behind his hip. His left arm slipped under my shoulder and gripped my left shoulder for support as he slowly slipped his cock into me. Pushing it at an agonisingly slow pace until it filled me completely and made me sigh at how utterly fantastic he felt
He withdrew and pushed back in with another painfully slow thrust setting my nerves on fire. The tickling pulse around the edge of my pussy started and vibrated into my channel and around my clit. I was so close, so deliciously close.
He nestled his face into my neck, breathing me in as I held his shoulders, his back and then moved down to his ass to push him into me, to try and control the pace. He chuckled and started to quicken the thrusts as I felt the itches turn to throbbing and then the convulsions of ecstasy. His thrusts now faster but still not the mind blowing pounding I craved which made me lose my mind and gasp, “fuck me Joe, I need harder, now.”
He laughed quietly and gave me exactly what I wanted, pounding hard and determined into me, hitting me right where I needed and filling me to the point where I felt as if I couldn’t cope with the sensations any longer. He used both of his strong arms now to hold himself above me as he plunged into me at an unforgiving pace, and looked down on me as I lost all control. I was swirling, freefalling into another earth shattering orgasm. I could sense he was close too, his thrusts becoming erratic and his body trembling.
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