“Not too tight?”
“No” I gasped.
“And before you ask, no I’m not into BDSM Ella, I just like to play with toys sometimes. That ok?”
“Yes” I was all his tonight, he could do what he wanted to me. He didn’t need to ask. A silky piece of fabric was tied around my head to cover my eyes. Woah this was going to be intense. His hot breath on my neck made me tingle.
“No talking, let yourself get lost in pleasure….with me. For me”
He grabbed my hair and pulled me back to take my mouth in a harsh kiss. Then he knelt over me and ran his hands down my back onto my ass.
“So fucking beautiful.”
I felt him reach over for something and then more cold metal was clamping around my left ankle and then my right. “Okay?” He whispered. I nodded and tried to move my legs but they were clamped to the length of whatever he had put onto my ankles. “Ready?” I nodded again and felt my legs jerk apart as he pulled at the contraption around my ankles. He pushed upwards and made both of my knees bend to an unforgiving angle up either side of my chest, and hoisting my ass right up into the air on display for him.
“Stunning” he ran his finger up and down the crack of my ass before spearing a finger into me and using his amazing tongue to lap at my clit and send me into ecstasy, my mind a whirl of sensations.
He was relentless in his assault of my senses and I splintered into my first orgasm, screaming as he rubbed, probed and totally unravelled me. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust into me hard, banging his hips into me at an incredible pace that caused my orgasm to reignite and pulse on him making him growl and pound harder.
I’d never felt so helpless and utterly turned on. I was on another plain right now. I was out of my mind, my body behaving in ways I never knew it could. He was showing me things my body could do that I didn’t even know were possible. How was he able to do this to me? He wasn’t human, he couldn’t be. This was out of this world.
He didn’t stop he was like a machine driving into me, I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt my limbs go floppy as my orgasms took over my brain and any coherent thought I might have. He went on and on pounding into me for what felt like ages before he was there with me, growing inside me his own pulsing orgasm throbbing. His semen spilling out of my pussy and down my legs as he came on a roar.
I was panting I could hardly breath and I definitely couldn’t talk. He grabbed my blindfold off as he rolled off me and lay sprawled on the bed next to me. His own breath coming in heavy pants to rival mine. Arms flung over his face and sweat dripping off his stunning body.
I wanted to touch him, connect my body with his in comfort after what we’d both experienced but I was stuck, helpless to move. He rolled his head to face mine and brushed his fingers down my cheek.
“I’m never letting you go Ella.”
“I don’t want you to.” I felt like crying, he made me all emotional and needy. ‘Please don’t break my heart’ I prayed silently inside. I didn’t think I could survive him. He meant so much more to me than Adam ever had. It scared me. He reached over and unlocked the handcuffs before taking the ankle restraints off and pulling me to him. We needed a shower but the exhaustion from what we had done was too strong and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning I woke to an empty bed. I showered and got ready for work. I left the bathroom and heard a thump, thump, thump coming from somewhere in the apartment. I wondered out of the bedroom and down the hall to where the sound was coming from. I pushed another door open slowly and there stood Joe wearing nothing but a pair of black shorts, sweat running down his back and his hands strapped up as he powered jabs at his punch bag that was suspended from the ceiling.
He looked like a proper fighter right now. I could imagine him in a ring, dancing around and reigning blows down on his opponent. It was a super sexy image and I started feeling horny again. God this man made me insatiable. He sensed my presence and turned round.
“Morning sleepy head. You feel okay?”
“Perfect.” I sighed.
He stalked towards me and planted a sweaty delicious kiss on my lips before groaning and saying, “You showered without me. I want to dirty you up again.” I laughed.
“Calm down champ, I have to get to work. Save it for later.”
“I’ll drive you in if you can give me ten or fifteen minutes to shower.”
“No time, sorry, we have a staff meeting in twenty minutes and I can’t be late, I have to run like now.”
He grabbed his mobile from the bench at the side of the door of the gym and fired a text off.
“Sam will be waiting downstairs to take you to work. Can I see you later?”
“Of course, and thank you.” I gave him a quick peck on the lips then headed out to the lobby to catch my lift.
My working day was going pretty well and things were really coming together. Colin turned out to be amazing at his job and knew loads about advertising and what worked best. We found him to be an indispensable part of our team and what he lacked in banter he made up for in ability. The man was a genius, God knows where Eric and Frank had found him.
It was about 3.30pm when I heard my mobile ding the sound of an incoming text. I could see from my screen as I picked it up that it was from Joe. My heart skipped a beat as I grinned to myself and opened it.
Becky you blow my mind. Can’t wait to fuck you again beautiful. See you soon sexy.
Joe x
My body broke out in a cold sweat. I felt sick to my stomach. I threw my phone down on the desk then picked it up not quite believing what I’d read, and I opened the text again to check. Yep, still there. A thank you for the sex text to some bitch called Becky who was mind blowing. I was fuming, heartbroken and at a loss for what to do. So I did what I always do and I ran. I ran straight to the ladies where I locked myself in a cubicle and slide down the door to sit on the floor and hang my head.
Quiet heart breaking sobs broke forth, I just couldn’t stop them. Why me? Why did it always happen to me? I sure knew how to pick them. I’d never in a million years thought he would do this to me, but the text was there in black and white, sent from his phone. No one could doubt that. Jesus I’d only left him hours ago. A sudden wave of pure anger swept over me, and I fired a text back to him,
Wrong number dick head. I never want to see your cheating ass again. Do not call or message me. We are done.
I got nothing back from him for another hour and what he sent made my blood boil.
What are you on about? What wrong number????
Was he freaking kidding me right now? Playing dumb was not gonna get him off the hook. No way, I’d been a complete fool with Adam but my doormat days were over.
Give my regards to Becky asshole.
I typed
Who the fuck is Becky? What is going on??
My mobile rang, it was him. I killed the call only for him to ring through again. No way, not happening I wasn’t going to answer and let him worm his way out of this one.
Answer your fucking phone.
No!
Kim came into the ladies at this point and called out, “Ella are you okay? I saw you come running in here a few minutes ago and you looked upset, is everything alright?”
“I’m okay,” I managed to say on a hiccup as I kept declining the constant calls Joe was making to my phone now.
“Just got a really shitty text that’s all. I’ll live.” I heard her exit the ladies and I knew it would be all around the office in minutes that Ella was locked in the loos and she was crying over a text.
I rang Robyn on her work number praying she hadn’t gone for her lunch break. She answered on the third ring and after hearing my utter despair she agreed to meet me for a lunch time drink at the pub close to her coffee shop.
When I showed her the text a half hour later her mouth dropped open.
“I can’t believe it, he seemed so genuine, so into you Ella. I just don’t get it.”
“Me neit
her.” A tear fell down my cheek and I hastily wiped it away. I didn’t want to use up any more tears on men. I’d already done my fair share of crying lately.
“Why do I have such crap luck with men Robyn? What is it about me that attracts the cheats? Do I look like a push over? Maybe I give off some sort of vibes telling them I’m easily fooled.”
“Don’t be so daft, Ella. You are trusting, but you shouldn’t see that as a bad thing. They’re the losers, not you. Don’t doubt yourself for a second, please.” She smiled at me then her smile dropped to a scowl.
“Brace yourself Elle, he’s just walked in and he looks pissed.”
I grabbed my drink and pulled Robyn towards the beer garden, I needed to get away and there was as good a place as any to hide. So much for my plan, within minutes he was breathing down my neck.
“Why are you sending me weird texts, ignoring my calls and running away from me…..again?”
I huffed in exasperation and turned to him ready to burn holes right through him with my furore. But looking at him only made me prickle with sadness and I started sobbing into my hands like a stupid girl.
He sank onto the bench next to me and stroked my back tenderly.
“Talk to me beautiful girl, what the hell is going on here. I’m lost.”
I couldn’t speak I was too busy snivelling into my hands. Robyn passed me a tissue from her handbag and replied for me.
“She got your text meant for Becky, don’t play innocent you asshole. You screwed up big man and now we all know what a lying cheating man-whore you really are.”
He scrunched his face up in disbelief looking from me to Robyn and back again.
“Seriously, I’ve still got no idea what you women are on about. I haven’t texted anyone today apart from replying to your weird rants earlier. I don’t know anyone called Becky, and one of you needs to start talking some sense soon because this is really starting to piss me off.”
I threw my mobile across to him, the text message open for him to read.
His eyes grew wide in disbelief, “I didn’t send this, its bull shit.”
“Yeah right Romeo,” Robyn argued, “It came from your number so fess up cuz we don’t believe a word you’re saying right now.”
He took out his own mobile to show us that no such text existed, but as Robyn then argued it was easy enough to delete a single text message.
“What time was I supposed to have sent this?” He asked.
I showed him the time received 3:31pm. He groaned and put his head in his hands.
“Oh remember something now do you asshole?” Robyn chided.
“Yes I do.” He snapped and picked up his phone to make a call. It started to ring as he held his phone out, using the speaker phone option so we could hear what he was about to say. I hoped to God it wasn’t going to be some bitch called Becky trying to help him dig his way out of this.
“Hey Joe, what’s up babe?” A woman’s voice sang down the line.
“Anna, it would seem that Ella had a text message from my phone earlier today. Since I was in a meeting with the contractors from 2 till 4 and my mobile was left out on my desk in the office that I found you working in this afternoon I’m assuming you know something about it.”
I gasped, the bitch!
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Hun.” She crooned all innocent and offended.
“Cut the crap Anna, I can come down to the club right now and check the CCTV in my office or you can save me a pointless drive and just admit it.”
She gave a girlie laugh thinking she could use her feminine ways to get her off the hook no doubt.
“It was just a joke Joe,”
I couldn’t stop myself, “You evil fucking bitch!” If she was stood in front of me right now I would have taken her down.
“What sort of joke is that Anna, because no one here is finding it very funny.”
He was losing his cool. That little pulse in his neck was throbbing and his face was growing red.
“It’s what us girls do Joe, we play silly tricks on each other. Ella will know it meant nothing.”
I shook my head I was beyond angry right now. I wanted to smash things I was so mad.
“You have a shit sense of humour Anna, and I don’t appreciate you using me to get one up on Ella. Clear your desk and any other stuff you have in the office and get out, you’re fired.”
He cut the call as she started to splutter over a desperate apology, a weak attempt to save her ass. Then he stood up and glared down at me.
“You didn’t trust me.” He said and stormed off out of the beer garden.
“How is this my fault?” I cried.
Robyn shrugged her shoulders.
“It isn’t. He’s an ass.”
Joe chose that moment to come stalking back into the beer garden like a mad man, and grabbed my bag and phone from the table.
“We’re leaving, now.” He announced sharply.
Robyn looked set to argue with him, but I stood up in a daze and said my goodbyes to her as I let Joe walk me back through the pub and out into the late summer air.
Chapter Eighteen
The drive to his apartment was tense and awkward. He sat staring at the road straight ahead, gritting his teeth in fury and I kept my head turned to the window to prove how seriously pissed off I was. So pissed off I couldn’t even turn to look at him even when my neck started to ache. I could be just as stubborn as he could.
He swerved the car down a street I didn’t recognise and started to drive in the opposite direction to his place. I gave up, my female need to know everything taking precedence over my stubbornness.
“Where are we going?”
He didn’t reply at first and I thought he was going to ignore me.
“Somewhere quiet so we can talk. Somewhere I like to go and think... be by myself.”
Couldn’t he get that at home? Maybe not. He really was an enigma to me, I would never figure him out he was always so guarded.
I folded my arms over my chest in annoyance and carried on looking out of the side window, scowling at his inability to see how I was the wronged party here. After mulling over every minute of the day a thought occurred to me.
“How do you always seem to know exactly where I am?”
He relaxed his jaw and I could see him swallow. He was getting nervous now. Did he have someone following me? Did he follow me?
“Well?” I prompted.
“I downloaded an app onto your phone. It lets me track your whereabouts.”
He said it with a hint of guilt in his voice and I shook my head in amazement.
“How the hell did you do that and I didn’t notice?”
“I thought you would. It’s been on there for a few weeks now.”
I would make the worse spy ever. I couldn’t even pick up on a new app put in my phone. I must have thought it was one of those standard apps that come with the phone when you buy it and can’t delete from the screen but never have any use for like the stocks app. Why would we all want to check the stocks and shares every day? Seriously? An app for Harvey Nicks would be much more useful.
“So if you can track me does that mean I can track you?”
“Yes, if you bother to open it up and look.”
I glared at him and kept my arms folded. He wasn’t off the hook yet, not by a long shot.
“Well if I knew it was there I would look. Not that I have the need to stalk anyone.”
“No you just send shitty texts and run away.” He sniped. I was fuming, how bloody dare he!
“Stop the bloody car!” I shouted.
“No.”
“I mean it Joe, let me out I’ve had enough I’m not taking your shit anymore. I’ve done nothing wrong today and all I’m getting is attitude from you. Stop the car and let me go.”
“You’re not going anywhere woman.” He snapped. Then he sighed, “Look I’m sorry, I’m pissed at what’s happened and I’m not dealing with it very well. Please just let me
get to the common, park up and we can talk. Okay?”
“Fine.”
He pulled into a country lane so narrow that we’d have to reverse back up if a car came the other way. Luckily no car ever did come towards us and when we reached what he called the common I was gob smacked. It was beautiful an oasis just outside the city with towering trees offering shade from the sun, bushes and bluebells carpeting the ground.
He parked up so we could look out over the unruly beauty of this place and turned off the engine. We sat in silence for a few minutes as we each took deep breaths and gathered out thoughts.
“I don’t find any of this easy Ella.”
I had no idea what he was on about.
“What do you mean?”
“This. Relationships. I wasn’t lying when I first met you. I’ve always kept things casual…with women. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do here Ella. I keep fucking things up and I’m not sure I’ll ever get things right.”
“Do you want to call it a day?” I asked praying he wouldn’t say yes and trying to sound nonchalant although I was anything but.
“Fuck no! I told you, this is forever Ella, I can’t stay away from you. I need you. I just don’t know what I’m doing and I need you to understand that I’m gonna keep fucking things up, but I can’t have you running away from me every time. It’s killing me. If I fuck up you tell me, talk to me. But don’t keep running its breaking me.” I melted right there in my seat.
“I want to cuddle you.” I purred.
He smiled then and said, “Come on lets climb in the back, we can cuddle all you like then.”
We climbed over the gears and plonked ourselves down into the comfy back seats. I squeezed him tight to me and buried my face in his chest.
“You like your cuddles don’t you.” He kissed the top of my head and traced circles down my arms.
“Cuddles make everything okay. Next time you mess up we should just cuddle.” I nodded up at him.
“I like that idea. I’m not usually a cuddler but I’d do anything for you Ella. You bewitch me.”
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