Exclusively Yours (Joe & Ella Book 2)

by Nikki J Summers

  The arms of the dress fell to my waist as I leaned forward, he pulled the dress down to my feet as I made my way from the front to the back of the car. He lay it carefully across the car seat then turned to look at me lying back on the rear seats in only my white lacy thong and bra. He was in full predator mode now, he looked like he was going to eat me alive.

  “Perfect.” He growled.

  “What are you waiting for?” I glared over to him using my best ‘come and get me’ eyes.

  “I’m enjoying the view sweet heart.”

  “You can enjoy it better over here.”

  He pushed himself over the middle console of the car and launched himself on me. His arms were holding him up now and placed either side of my waist as he held himself above me and looked me up and down hungrily.

  “I’ve been waiting all night to get you like this. I’m not rushing anything. I’m going to enjoy taking my time with you Ella.”

  He ran one tanned masculine hand down my front from my neck to my thong and back up again, brushing tantalisingly over the cups of my bra and teasing me with his ‘almost’ touches. All the time he kept his eyes on me and his breathing deep and wanting. He was savouring every minute and every detail.

  I pushed his jacket off his shoulders and he lent back and shrugged it off, then reached forward to lay it over the front seat next to my dress. All his movements were calculated, monitored, controlled, the total opposite of how I felt right now. He unbuttoned his waist coat and lay it with the jacket then slowly opened each button of his shirt. When he came to the last button he picked up my hand and held it over his heart before putting it to his lips and giving my hand a delicate soft kiss. I stroked his stubbly face as he lent into my touch. Then I moved my hand back to his chest to touch him, to feel every muscle flex and move above me.

  I ran my hands across his chest to his back and then pulled the shirt off him so that I could feel his skin against mine. He smelt so good of soap, aftershave and Joe. His skin was warm and hard against mine. He made me feel safe, desired and weak all at once. Joe brought his face down to me and rubbed his cheek against mine slowly then rubbed his nose once, twice along mine before kissing my lips lightly. His tongue darted out to lick across my bottom lip. It was a delicious torture, but I had zero patience at the moment so I couldn’t stop myself from putting my hand to the back of his head and pulling him down to me harder and kissing him more forcefully, our tongues massaging each other’s now in that mind blowing way that I loved.

  He groaned into my mouth as we tasted each other. He was beyond a doubt my favourite thing to taste right now and considering how picky I had become since the baby that was a huge compliment for him. He was truly delectable. I could lie here and do this with him all night, but the hardness I could feel against me urged me on to take things further. I reached down to unbutton his trousers and pull down the zip. He kissed along my jaw, then in my neck, right behind my ear then underneath. It was such a sensitive spot I moaned and stretched my neck to give him better access.

  I reached my hand into his trousers as he trailed his kisses down to my shoulders and the tops of my breasts. I held his silky hard cock in my hands and rubbed him painfully slowly, he reached down to pull his trousers and boxers off and give me more room to move and play with him. He made little thrusts into my hand as I stroked, rubbed, tickled and teased him. Then my concentration was broken as he reached around and opened my bra and slipped it off, sucking a nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it and massaging my boobs then moving onto the other nipple. I pushed my chest forward into him and grabbed his head, running my fingers through his hair and then yanking fist fulls of it in my haze of lust. He was driving me completely crazy. The only sounds in the car were our desperate panting and the sucks and laps of our mouths and tongues, all of which added to the erotic senses we were both drowning in right now.

  He held me close wrapping both of his strong arms around my middle as he gave my boobs his full attention. When he was satisfied that my nipples were hard and fully aroused he licked down my stomach to my belly button then kissed me over the lace of my thong. He grabbed at the white lacy material and forcefully yanked them off. The familiar ripping sound indicating that another pair were ruined, but I didn’t care. The warmth of his breath between my legs sent me wild, and like the horny slut I was in this moment I opened my legs for him. He speared his tongue and circled my clit round and round. I moved my hips in time with him then he licked from the bottom of my pussy right to the top and over my clit again before spearing that vicious talented tongue of his and circling again, flicking over the clit and then sucking it into his mouth. He was an expert at drawing out a slow torturous orgasm from me this way. It felt beyond awesome to feel the burn and tickle in my muscles grow and change to pulses and contractions that intensified with each lick, suck, circle, and flick that he performed on me. Meanwhile I rocked into him and moaned as I grabbed tufts of his hair and lost myself to him.

  He went on and on throwing me into a frenzy of pre orgasm shakes and groans before I finally exploded and came on his face, and on his tongue. He groaned himself now, the vibrations of his mouth on my over sensitive clit driving me insane as he lapped at my wetness.

  In that instance I felt like I needed him more than I needed my next breath. I needed to feel him in me, on me. I wanted to be as close to him as I could possibly get.

  “I need you Joe.” I gasped.

  He manoeuvred me onto my front and lent down to kiss the back of my neck, his breathing deep and desperate now. I could feel his sweaty chest sliding over my back coating me with his scent. He ran his cock around my clit, then up to my pussy before spreading some of the wetness to my ass. Then back down to my clit again before pushing himself into me just slightly and pulling out, teasing me and using me to get himself worked up. Then without warning he thrust into me hard making me cry out and pushing my body up the leather of the seat. I grabbed onto the car door handle for support as he continued to thrust slow but insanely hard into me making me cry out with each forceful thrust he made. He held my hips tightly as he pushed into me at a wickedly slow but hard rate, making the build up even more torturous.

  “More!” I cried out, so he upped the speed slightly, but I knew he would take this at the pace he wanted. He was the one in control not me.

  I pushed my hips back into him, rolling and circling them to get the friction I wanted. He ran a hand delicately up and down my spine as he panted and grunted over me, his tender strokes on my back in stark contrast to the brutal rutting of his hips. My senses were in over load and I came hard around his cock, the tremors reverberating throughout my whole body.

  All Joe could manage was a groan of ‘fuck’ and more grunts before he pulled out of me and used his hand to rub the wetness from my orgasms up and over my ass. I knew where this was heading now, he wanted all of me. I gasped as he pushed his finger into my ass and spread the wetness there before pulling it out, circling my clit and then heading back to my ass and pushing two fingers in me. He was scissoring and circling his fingers to prepare me for him.

  His patience from earlier was wearing thin now, and before I knew it he was pushing his cock into my ass as I cried out in protest at the size of him.

  “Shh…relax baby.” He whispered as he lent down to my ear and reached forward to rub my overly sensitive clit and turn every muscle in my body to jelly. I was out of control, orgasming at whim and as another shudder ripped through me he pushed his whole cock into my ass and I growled as he stilled inside me, whispering and petting me to help me take what he wanted to give. My mind and body couldn’t cope with the conflicting pleasure pain, I was wild and delirious. He waited a few more seconds before he started to move inside me, I could feel he was close himself. How he had managed to keep going this long was mind blowing to me. He was like a machine.

  As he thrust hard into me his grunts became louder and I could feel the sweat from his body dripping onto my back and running betwee
n us making our movements almost careless, unstable, irregular and desperate. His cries were mumbled and his arms began to shake.

  Suddenly he pulled out of me, and twisted me round so that I was on my back again. His face was contorted in ecstasy and his eyes were glazed over. He was so zoned out he could hardly focus. He grabbed my tits and thrust his cock in between them, squeezing and using them to get his to the final explosion. Then on a cry he found his release spurting his hot come over my tits, my neck and down into my hair. I felt branded in the basest way, he was marking me as his and I fucking loved it. He ran his hands over my tits spreading his warm come all over them, and up my neck. Then he ran his fingers along my lips and I sucked them clean for him. I’d have done anything for him at the moment.

  On a sigh he slumped back into the corner of the back seat and glanced over at me panting in the opposite corner.

  “Where the hell did you come from?” he gasped. “I swear to God Ella you were made for me, you’re fucking perfect…just too beautiful…I love you so much.”

  I tried to get my breath and find my voice. I managed to croak out “I love you too.” Before I felt myself drifting off into a hazy lust filled coma.

  He lent over me and kissed me gently then reached to the front for a tissue and wiped me down.

  “I hope you know I’ll be doing that to you all over again when we get home.” He mumbled into my ear, but I couldn’t reply, I was too exhausted.

  I felt him move off me and heard the door behind him open then the click of the boot as he rooted around for something. When he came back he draped a soft fleece blanket over me and stroked my hair lovingly.

  “You stay here baby and lie down. I’ll drive us home.”

  The next thing I remember is waking up in Joe’s arms as he carried me into our bedroom. I must have fallen asleep on the back seat of the car. I was naked apart from the fleece blanket that was wrapped firmly around me to cover my modesty. Joe lay me on the bed like I was a priceless delicate object, then covered me with the blankets on the bed making sure I was comfortable. He kissed my forehead and climbed in behind me, pulling me into his chest and nuzzling into my hair as I drifted back off into a dreamy sleep.

  Saturday morning I woke up and stretched out lazily, every bone in my body ached like crazy but I still smiled to myself. What a way to make up hey, Joe certainly had make up sex down to a tee.

  I turned over to see a very fancy looking cream envelope propped up on my bedside table. It wasn’t the type of envelope you’d see every day in the post, this one was made from the highest quality material. There wasn’t a name on the envelope but I assumed it was left by Joe for me so I sat up in bed and leaned back against the bed frame. I opened it to find a card of some kind inside, cream coloured and tied together with a cream organza ribbon. The card had a middle opening and an intricate rose pattern had been laser cut down each edge giving it a lace effect. I had an idea what it could be, but was still intrigued to see what lay inside.

  I gently pulled the well tied bow free and opened the card to read the gold italic lettering inside.

  Mr Joseph Frederick Madden and Miss Ella Elizabeth Reid

  Request the pleasure of your company

  at their wedding…

  ​Holy shit, he’d booked our wedding without even telling me. The man took over bearing to a whole new level. The date was just over four weeks away, how the hell were we supposed to organise a wedding in that time? A smaller envelope was inside the invite and I opened it to find an American Express Centurion credit card inside with a short note.

  My Angel,

  I expect you to buy the most expensive and sexiest wedding dress you can find. Money no option so enjoy shopping sweet heart.

  I love you.

  Joe x

  ​Well this did help to lighten the blow a little, but it still felt a bit like he was buying me. I picked up my mobile from the bedside table and fired off a quick and to the point text message.

  Nice of you to invite me to my own wedding Ace! X

  ​The three little dots started to dance around to indicate he was replying straight away.

  I had to tie you down at some point, and I can’t wait much longer. X

  ​He always had to have things his way. I needed to exert some power in this relationship before he swallowed me up whole.

  Seriously why the rush, it’s too soon. x

  ​He responded with…

  Why wait? It’ll happen eventually. Just relax and enjoy the ride baby. X

  ​He was crazy, certifiably insane in fact. I just shook my head and tried not to let it stress me out. I suppose having the baby made a wedding seem more urgent, but I wanted to enjoy the build-up and not rush it. Most brides got to enjoy the organisation, I doubted I’d enjoy running around for the next four weeks trying to coordinate everything. Another text message pinged into my inbox.

  And before you start stressing, Josh is coordinating the whole thing, you just need to buy a dress and turn up beautiful girl. x

  Easier said than done champ!

  21

  I walked into the office on Monday morning floating on cloud nine. A weekend of making up with each other in the best way possible had given me a glow that radiated through me, not to mention the idea of a quick wedding was growing on me after all.

  “Morning Ella, good weekend?” Kim asked.

  “Fine thanks, you?” I replied nonchalantly, picking up the weekend post from her desk and rifling through it to see if any of it was addressed to me.

  “Well not as good as yours judging from that smile on your face. What were you up to?”

  “Nothing much, it was a pretty lazy one really.”

  “Is that code for you spent all weekend in bed, hey?” She winked at me.

  “Something like that.” I called over my shoulder as I headed through the glass doors to my desk.

  Chris was already typing away at his desk, looking harassed.

  “You okay Hun?” I asked digging the giant chocolate chip cookie I’d brought for him out of my handbag.

  “How do you always know what I want Ella? You’re the best.” He said making a grab for the cookie, ripping the packaging off and taking a huge bite on a groan. “I have been here for an hour already, I have a pitch at midday and I’m crapping myself about it.”

  “Why?” It wasn’t like Chris to be nervous.

  “Because Baby Doll, the main boss guy is bloody gorgeous. So gorgeous I can’t even look at him. Every time I’ve been in a room with him before I’ve acted like a complete fool. I need to be prepared so I can at least speak some sense, even if my body does turn into jelly.”

  “Is he gay?”

  “Well I saw him in one of my favourite clubs the other weekend so I would hope so. Honestly Ella, he’s beautiful. Perfect for me.”

  “Then just be yourself Chris. He’s the fool if he doesn’t see how perfect you are for the job and for him.”

  I hoped and prayed Chris would find a decent guy. Someone he could be with for longer than a few days. He deserved happiness, but always seemed to be flitting from one guy to the next.

  I logged onto my computer and smiled as my emails popped up to show a message from Joe sent two minutes earlier.

  To: EllaReid@parkerhayes.com

  From: JoeMadden@jmfitness.com

  Title: I love you

  Good morning beautiful girl.

  Justin Timberlake - Mirrors

  Joe x

  ​I knew the song, but opened the YouTube link anyway to listen to the lyrics he was sending me. It made my heart flicker and my tummy swirl. He was the sweetest guy ever.

  To: JoeMadden@jmfitness.com

  From: EllaReid@parkerhayes.com

  Title: I love you too

  Good morning to you too beautiful boy.

  Alessia Cara – I’m Yours

  Ella x

  ​I sent my reply only to receive another email seconds later. He must have a back catalogue of songs at the ready, I mused
.

  To: EllaReid@parkerhayes.com

  From: JoeMadden@jmfitness.com

  Title: Even better….

  Prince – Adore

  J x

  ​How does he always know just what to tell me through his songs? Seriously this man couldn’t get any more perfect for me.

  To: JoeMadden@jmfitness.com

  From: EllaReid@parkerhayes.com

  Title: Why do you always have the best songs???

  Christina Aguilera – Ain’t No Other Man

  E x

  ​I think I could have happily played You Tube song ping pong with him all day, but I had to knuckle down and get some work done. After all, the big opening of the fitness club and spa was literally weeks away now. I couldn’t wait, I had already found the perfect dress.

  ​An hour later my phone rang and I answered it to hear Robyn on the other end of the line.

  ​“Ella, you’ve had a letter come through to our house this morning. It looks kind of official do you want me to drop it round to you?”

  ​“It’s probably from the hospital, can you open it for me and let me know what it says. I’ll come get it from yours in a day or two when I get chance.”

  ​“Sure.” She said and I could hear her tearing the envelope on the other end.

  ​“It is from the hospital and it’s your scan date. Exciting!”

  ​“When is it?”

  ​“Two weeks Wednesday.” She replied sounding chirpy.

  ​“I think I’m gonna have to tell Joe, he’ll want to be there.”

  ​“Of course he will, get off at lunchtime and go make your man’s day, that’s what I say!”

  ​“You know, I might just do that.” I loved the idea of surprising him at the office and making his day. After what he’d said on Friday night about wanting to be a good husband and father, and then the wedding invitation on Saturday, I was excited to tell him what would be happening sooner than he thought.

  ​I hung up and spent the next few hours counting down to lunchtime so I could jump in my car and drive down to the club and deliver my epic news.