Forever Mine (Joe & Ella 2)

“You get it now? I was shit scared Ella, I needed to get to you to make sure you were safe.” He grabbed my hand and put it into his lap, his fingers laced with mine.

“That’s…freaky. Did they say anything?” I glanced sideways at him.

“Only that you wouldn’t be mine for much longer. We need to rethink security around you Ella. I can’t let anything happen to you.” He lifted my hand and kissed the back of it before laying it down in his lap again.

“That’s all well and good Joe but what about you. You’re the one who’s nearly been killed, what extra security have you got?” I knew the answer was zero but I wanted to try and make my point.

“I’m fine, I can look after myself. I wouldn’t forgive myself if anything happened to you.”

“So I just have to suck it up if something happens to you. You know it would destroy me just as much if anything did happened to you Joe. I don’t know how I’d carry on.” The thought made my voice break just talking about it.

“You’ll be fine, I’ve made arrangements to make sure you’re always taken care of, you’re the sole heir in my will Ella.”

“Jesus Joe, I couldn’t care less about money, that’s not what I’m talking about. I wouldn’t get over losing you. It was bad enough being apart from you when we broke up but it helped knowing you were still out there somewhere, but if you were…gone…I couldn’t cope. Please…at least tell the police or do something to put my mind at rest okay?”

“Okay princess, I’ll reassess my security.” He said squeezing my hand. “I promise you it’s all going to be over soon though. We are so close to catching him. Please don’t worry, you’re safe with me.”

“I always feel safe with you.” I smiled and I meant it. Nobody had ever made me feel so safe and loved ever.

When we got back to Joe’s apartment he showed me the email and sure enough every photograph had been taken that day. From the angle of the photos I guessed whoever took them had been at the entrance to our car park. I couldn’t remember seeing anyone there though. Joe’s security staff were at the apartment and he explained he wanted to increase protection, but when I asked who they thought it might be and who they were closing in on they all shut down.

“You don’t need to know that Ella, just try not to let it worry you.” Joe spoke like I was the little woman and it had me seriously riled.

“I am capable of dealing with things you know, I’m not some fragile little woman.” I bit back, but he wasn’t budging on this one so I stomped off to the kitchen to pour myself a rather large glass of wine to settle my nerves and anger.

I found myself grabbing a notebook from one of the kitchen drawers and making a list of possible suspects myself. Top of the list was Anna, she had that thirst for revenge and she was crazy enough, but then I remembered the brakes being cut and the fire, not to mention the person who’d done this had to have computer knowledge to disable the alarms in the apartment when they broke in and took that picture of me asleep on the couch. Anna wasn’t that intelligent she probably couldn’t even disable her own home alarm.

So next on my list was this Rob character who Max had told me about. He was the guy who instigated the whole ‘homewrecker’ history Joe had always run away from. He was a guy with a grudge against Joe, maybe he felt like Joe owed him. Would he be capable of this level of stalking? I had no idea but he was a definite maybe. I made a mental note to myself to find out more about him.

Then there was Joe’s family. Could his Father or brothers be harbouring a grudge from years ago? Maybe they felt entitled to a cut of Joe’s wealth. They also had a question mark next to them.

I tapped the pen

against my bottom lip as I brainstormed all the avenues I could think of. A jealous wife or husband from his time back in the states? Maybe he’d left behind more wreckage than he realised. Could they be out to seek revenge? The idea of Joe’s wealth came into my head again and I wondered if the inheritance he’d received from this widow called Estelle wasn’t behind the stalking. Maybe Estelle had family who felt robbed of the money and were seeking retribution in their own way. Man I was good at this detective stuff, I was on a roll.

Lastly I added an ex-employee or ex of any kind really who felt wronged in some way onto my list. I was no nearer to guessing the identity but I felt pleased that I’d made a start. I would have to grill Max and anyone else I could to find out more about some of the people on my list, and I wasn’t adverse to eaves dropping on conversations to get the heads up, but for now my list appeased my curiosity.

Joe came into the kitchen to tell me everyone had left and he’d ordered in Chinese takeout. I jumped off the stool where I’d been strategizing and tucked the notebook into my handbag before throwing my arms around his waist and giving him a monster hug.

We spent the rest of the night eating Chinese food out of the cartons and sitting on the floor together watching Netflix. When it got late and Joe wanted to take things into the bedroom he stood us both up and I jumped up to wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, burying my head into him.

“There aren’t any geese in the bedroom baby.” He joked.

“Very funny.” I replied and kissed his neck as he stalked into the bedroom and slammed the door shut with his leg.

He threw me down onto the bed and stood at the side looking down at me all brooding and delicious. I sat up on my knees and crawled over to him, pulling his belt open and then his trousers.

“You look too delicious.” I purred pulling his trousers and boxers down.

“You want to taste me beautiful, I’m not gonna stop you.” His eyes were already hooded and he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand before running his fingers across my bottom lip and pulling on it.

“I love your mouth.” He growled low.

“I love you being in my mouth.” I growled back. Then I licked around the head of his cock across the sensitive underside and up to where pre cum was gathering before taking the head into my mouth slowly and sucking and swirling my tongue. He held his head back on a moan before looking down at me again and stroking my hair, my cheek, my chin. I used my nails to tickle and stroke his balls and between his legs, he moved his legs further apart to give me better access and sighed out, “You’re so good at that baby. I love it.”

I stroked, licked, teased him into a state of ecstasy then I took him into my mouth using my hand at the base of his cock to rub and bring him to where he needed to be, then I pushed him down deep into my throat, humming and sucking to push him over the edge. He grabbed my hair, twisting it around his hands then started to thrust his hips into me in time with my sucks. He was so close I could feel his cock growing, throbbing, he was totally losing himself to me.

“I’m gonna come Ella.” He gasped as if to warn me, but I already knew and I kept my mouth on him as he reared back groaning, and the hot salty release spurted and filled my throat. I drew him out of my mouth to lick and suck at the head where I knew he’d feel sensitive after. All the while swallowing down everything he had to give.