Forever Mine (Joe & Ella 2)

The counsellor was able to explain my point of view better than I could, telling Joe I needed our relationship to be what it was sexually because that’s how we were, it’s what we both liked and being that way would help me get back some of the normality I’d had taken away. That there was no way on this earth that any sexual contact with Joe would ever evoke images of ‘he who I would not name’ in a million years. I hadn’t been raped, I didn’t have any sexual hang ups. Joe had to work to get over his own fears, pull down those protective walls he’d put around me and us.

That night as we got into bed I turned to him and lay on his chest, kissing along his jaw and then lent on my arm and kissed him on the lips, my tongue lacing with his and my other arm tracing slow fingers down his chest, his abs and onto his boxers. He was totally affected by me, he couldn’t hid it, but I had to take control for now, and he was happy to let me. I put my fingers in the elastic waistband of his boxers and pulled them down his thighs. He hitched himself up to make it easier for me and then kicked them off the bottom of the bed. He wrapped his arms around my waist now, I could feel the battle for control start as he rolled me onto my back and used one leg placed in-between mine to prize them apart. He broke away and looked at me in uncertainty.

“Are you sure this is okay?”

“Yes!”

“You will tell me if I hurt you?”

“Yes and you won’t, now stop thinking so much.”

I grabbed him behind his head and yanked him down to me again and deepened our kiss, which sent things up a level, his breathing became deeper and his hands were roaming all over me as if they’d been starved, well they had. I kept my hand behind his head as I reached for his cock and gave slow gentle strokes, tickles, teases, anything to drive him crazy. It worked.

“This is gonna be quick, I’m sorry but I’ve missed you so much Ella.”

“We have all night.” I sighed.

We didn’t have the patience for much foreplay, both desperate to feel the other and as he sank into me all thick and hard I groaned with pleasure at feeling how he stretched me.

“Oh it’s been too long.” I felt like I’d just entered a new realm, the kingdom of Joe, my favourite place.

“God you feel so good.” He moved slowly in, out, round, up, down all the time setting a tempo that I matched. Our bodies so in tune with one another it was like a dance, our favourite dance that we always aced. I arched my back to take him in deeper and we both lost it, slow and steady became frantic and hard, thrusts that were rougher more like the old Joe and Ella, chasing the fireworks that always came when we were in this zone.

“Harder Joe, please.” I begged, “Fuck me harder.”

That was it, no more walls, no more tender delicate Ella. Joe reared back and flipped me over onto all fours that look of pure unadulterated lust in his eyes. I held onto the bed post and I’m glad I did. He rammed into me so hard I cried out loud and

bucked forward as he slammed into me over and over again ripping a hard orgasm from me within seconds and then another one as he released all the built up tension and ground himself into me repeatedly until he came so hard I could feel it trickling down my legs when he was still pulsing and thrusting inside me.

“That’s what I needed.” I gasped dropping my head on the pillow, my ass in air. “Don’t ever hold back on me again. This is us Joe and I fucking love us.”

That night opened the locked flood gates and we were back on track and hotter than ever. It felt good to have my dominating, sexy demanding man whore back (and I say that in the nicest way).

45

Six weeks later…

I stood against the window frame looking out on the English countryside, today the sun was shining, the sky was a beautiful azure blue and not a cloud was there to blemish a perfect day. Our wedding day.

Below me the staff of the club were milling about putting chairs out for the guests on either side of the golden aisle that had been placed over the grass. The wedding arch that had been erected for today was threaded with white roses and flower arrangements of white and gold were placed at the end of every row of chairs. It looked stunning, a white and gold theme to match my ivory dress and Robyn’s gold bridesmaid dress. Joe would be wearing black, just like the day I met him. He was the dark to my light, night to day, rough to smooth. We were the perfect example of opposites attract, but really when all was said and done we weren’t so opposite really.

I didn’t feel nervous, I had butterflies but they were from the excitement. I couldn’t wait to get down that aisle and lock him in, make him all mine legally.

I had a special room set up on the second floor of the club, with a hair dressers station, a make-up station and everything I’d need for getting ready. I even had champagne on ice with glasses for me and Robyn when she arrived. I’d have to get one for Nan too, she would want a sneak preview of my dress before anyone else. My dress was hanging up on the back of the bathroom door. I was beyond excited to wear it, it made me feel like

a princess. When Chris, Robyn, Nan and I went wedding dress shopping I thought it would be easy but it wasn’t, there was always something not quite right with each dress I tried. I was giving up hope of ever finding the perfect one, then the assistant brought this one out and the moment I put it on I knew it was perfect. I hoped Joe liked it, but I knew he would I didn’t need to worry.

I heard a quiet knock at the door and feeling surprised that Nan or Robyn had come so early I flung the door open, not caring that my hair was in a scruffy top knot and my fluffy white robe was tied around me.

“Good morning beautiful, if you walk down the aisle like that today I will be one happy man.”

“Joe, what are you doing here, you’re not supposed to see me until the wedding.” I chastised him, but secretly I was so thrilled to see his handsome face.

“You don’t really believe all that bull shit nonsense do you?” He cocked his eye brow at me and smirked.

“No.” I said yanking his collar forward so I could plant a kiss on those soft sexy lips of his.

“Good because I have some surprises for you so I need you to get dressed and come with me.”