Obsessively Yours (Joe & Ella 1)

I ran my fingers through his soft dark hair gently pulling at it and gasping in desire, I didn’t want him to stop I wanted more, much more. He smiled against my skin and skated his hands down my sides, over my ass and to my thighs, dipping them under the skirt of my dress and snaking them back up to where my panties covered my pulsing bundle of nerves.

“I’m gonna enjoy making you mine Ella.”

Right then I had to feel him, the pull of attraction was too strong. I needed to feel his skin next to mine, rub myself against him. I was like a shameless bitch in heat. I pulled at the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He broke contact with the attention he was giving me to pull it off completely and threw it across the floor. What I saw did not disappoint one bit, his chest was sculpted like a Greek God. All hard with ripples of muscles, that delicious v with soft dark hair tracing down into his jeans with promises of what lay at the end. He had a tribal tattoo on his stomach running down into his jeans and I traced it with my fingers, he tensed his stomach at my touch and closed his eyes gasping.

“See what you do to me, you bewitch me Ella.”

He was just as affected by my touch as I was by his. He placed his forehead against mine as he looked deep into my eyes and sighed, “What are you doing to me Ella? I swear you’re making me crazy, I’ve never wanted anything as badly as I want you.”

I couldn’t speak, all I could do was breathe in and out, I was so overwhelmed by my feelings for this man.

Suddenly all sense left me and I became desperate. He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me hard, his tongue dancing with mine in urgency, velvet lips and soft licks, twisting, massaging, and exploring each other as we moaned into each other’s mouths. He tasted so fucking good I could kiss him forever. I pulled him into me to deepen the kiss further, as his hands cupped my ass. He lifted me up to straddle his waist and I wrapped my legs around him tight, I wanted to feel him I felt desperate with desire, he was sending me crazy too. He rubbed himself against me showing me exactly how turned on he was, he was rock hard and I sighed a breathy sigh.

“Do that again…” he grunted, “I love listening to the little sounds you make, it’s such a fucking turn on.” I sighed again and gasped giving in to the feelings that had taken control of me. I wanted this man more than I wanted my next breath. We fucked each other’s mouths and I let out a startled moan as he yanked at my panties tearing them clean off. Woah, he was a certified sex God, I had never felt such passion in my life.

Then his fingers were where I wanted them to be, feather like touches over my clit circling, then stroking, alternating the movement and strength of the touch to bring me to the edge. I moved my hips slowly as he worked me into a frenzy of need.

“See how good I can make you feel Ella.”

Things were moving so fast I was powerless to stop them, I just gave in to the lust throbbing through my body.

“Fuck Ella you’re so wet for me.” He kept up his assault of my senses as I rocked into his hands. He slipped a finger into me and I groaned, this was blowing my mind.

“Oh sweetheart you feel fucking amazing…” he gasped, “so tight, I knew you would be.” I was lost to the sensations, chasing my climax and tilting my hips as he pulled out of me and inserted two fingers, rubbing and circling my clit with his thumb. His kisses slowed down becoming more sensual, slower and gentle. I couldn’t wait any longer I needed more. I was desperate.

“I need you.” I begged as I ran my hands down the front of his jeans and pulled on them to release the buttons. He stopped kissing me and dropped his forehead against mine again, breathing deeply and looking into my eyes with an intensity that no one had ever looked at me with before in my whole life. He watched as my fingers went to pull down his underwear when all of a sudden an almighty crash was heard behind us and the door flung open.

“Sorry boss we hit a problem with the ceiling in the main…oh shit…” Some random builder had walked in on us. We sprang away from each other as if we’d been hit by lightning. Joe turned round, the most decent one out of the two of us and shouted, “Don’t you fucking knock in this country?” The builder spluttered out an apology and skulked off quickly as Josh walked past him into the room with a look of sheer confusion on his face. I had managed to pull my straps up and smooth down my dress but my panties were long gone and I had no idea where he’d thrown them. Oh the shame. Josh looked between us, at my dishevelled state and Joe’s undress and his eyes bulged.

“I’m sorry Joe, I had no idea you were in here, I’d have kept him out if I’d have known.”

Joe grunted in response but as he turned around I darted past him and made a run for the door. This moment was mortifying enough without standing here with Josh analysing it. I needed to get out of here. The interruption from the builder was obviously a sign that I needed to put a stop to this right now.

“For fucks sake Ella, please just wait.” Joe shouted after me, I could hear him chasing me.

“Ella stop. Damn you woman!”

I pushed the double doors of the entrance open and skipped down the steps towards my car. I got in and locked the doors before slumping forward on my steering wheel. What the fuck just happened? God I hope Frank or Eric didn’t find out about this, what was I thinking? And on company time too.

I glanced back up at the building and there was Joe standing at the top of the stairs. Both hands at the back of his neck as he looked up to the sky. He was still shirtless and looked totally fuckable, but all I could feel was torn and twisted. What the hell was I thinking? How had I got myself into this mess and how was I going to get myself out of it? I pushed my foot down hard on the gas and sped down the drive desperate to get away. The prickle of my skin made me physically shiver as I swerved out onto the road, feelings of anxiety and dread creeping over me ready to pull me under to the darkness. Who had I been kidding, I had no control I was weak and I hated myself for it. I’d let a man ruin me once again and this time it was going to destroy my career too. I felt a wave of hopelessness wash over me.

I raced back to the house, ran through the door and up the stairs. I crashed through the door into my bedroom and dived into my bed safe under the duvet just like a five year old to escape the monsters. My demons couldn’t be chased away that easily though. A tear trickled down my cheek into my pillow as I thought of the implications of what had happened today. I could lose my job, my lifeline since I left Adam. I’d let myself down and I felt like my integrity that I held so dear had become useless, pointless because when it came to the crunch I couldn’t back up my words with actions. More tears fell before I drifted

off into an uneasy sleep full of images of disgusted faces, heads shaking and backs turning away from me forever.

Chapter Eleven

I don’t know how long I’d been asleep for but I was woken with a start by Chris jumping onto the space beside me and grabbing me to roll me into his arms for a hug.

“What are you doing in the dark like this baby girl? What’s up?” His sympathetic eyes were my undoing and I burst into tears, the dam of sadness really released now and there was no stopping it.

“I’m so so stupid.” I cried gripping the sheets in anger in my fists and trying to twist out of his arms that I didn’t feel worthy of. I didn’t want him to see my face, to look into my eyes and see what a fraud I was.

“Stop trying to roll away from me princess and just tell me what’s up? Did something happen at the visit? Did that Mother fucker touch you? I swear to God if he hurt you I’ll kill him myself.”

Chris was deadly serious and for the first time in hours I couldn’t help but laugh. Chris couldn’t hurt a fly. I sighed and spilt the whole sorry story, avoiding looking at him and not giving him a second to add any commentary. Once it was all off my chest I felt slightly better for sharing, but now I had to figure out my next move. Chris sighed and snuggled into my neck hugging me extra tightly to him.

“Ella you haven’t done anything wrong, you need to put this into perspective and stop beating yourself up.” He grabbed my chin and made me look at him. “So you let yourself get caught up in a moment. Did you hurt anyone?”