Obsessively Yours (Joe & Ella 1)

He peeled his jeans down and stood before me completely naked. I couldn’t help glancing down his stunning body and becoming aroused from seeing him again in all his glory. He yanked my duvet back and climbed in beside me. I stayed sitting up looking at him with total bemusement on my face.

“What the fuck are you wearing?” He chuckled lifting the collar of my pyjamas in disgust.

“These are my favourites, they are really soft and warm I love them.”

“You can get those off right now, they are hideous.” He growled as he pulled the top clean over my hand and then kneeled over me to pull down my pyjama bottoms.

“That’s better,” he purred as he slid his body over the top of mine and kissed me slowly and tenderly on the lips. His hands took their time exploring my curves and stroking my skin. This was the absolute opposite to the Joe I had experienced last night, this one was taking his time, being lazy and enjoying the gentle teasing.

He moved his hands to my face and stroked my jaw, my neck and ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed me leisurely, drawing out the pleasure and anticipation of what was to come. He kissed me slowly, nibbling as he went across my shoulders and down to my breasts. He paid close attention to each breast, palming them and gently biting my nipples before sucking and rolling his tongue around the sensitive nub.

I ran my hands down his back and onto his firm

ass, before snaking them round the front and holding onto his thick cock, delicately moving the soft skin up and down before reaching down to feather touches and strokes over his balls and drag my nails along that sensitive area that runs just behind it. He groaned and rolled his hips in response as I moved my fingers around and back up to his cock again. He thrust his hips slowly into my hand as he laced his own fingers down my stomach and between my legs to tease my folds open and run his fingers round and across in that magical way he did last night. He put two fingers inside me and thrust them in and out, round and round to match the pace I had set whilst stroking his cock. It wouldn’t be long until we were both pushed over the edge and sensing this he pulled his skilled fingers out of me and nudged my hand away from him. He lifted my right leg bent and pulled it behind his hip. His left arm slipped under my shoulder and gripped my left shoulder for support as he slowly slipped his cock into me. Pushing it at an agonisingly slow pace until it filled me completely and made me sigh at how utterly fantastic he felt

He withdrew and pushed back in with another painfully slow thrust setting my nerves on fire. The tickling pulse around the edge of my pussy started and vibrated into my channel and around my clit. I was so close, so deliciously close.

He nestled his face into my neck, breathing me in as I held his shoulders, his back and then moved down to his ass to push him into me, to try and control the pace. He chuckled and started to quicken the thrusts as I felt the itches turn to throbbing and then the convulsions of ecstasy. His thrusts now faster but still not the mind blowing pounding I craved which made me lose my mind and gasp, “fuck me Joe, I need harder, now.”

He laughed quietly and gave me exactly what I wanted, pounding hard and determined into me, hitting me right where I needed and filling me to the point where I felt as if I couldn’t cope with the sensations any longer. He used both of his strong arms now to hold himself above me as he plunged into me at an unforgiving pace, and looked down on me as I lost all control. I was swirling, freefalling into another earth shattering orgasm. I could sense he was close too, his thrusts becoming erratic and his body trembling.

“Oh God” I cried, “I’m coming” and my whole body went into meltdown, nerves firing off delicious sensations, pussy contracting around him and clit throbbing so hard it felt like it had its own heartbeat. He came at the same time thickening in response to my tightening and jolting his body as he released inside me in hot wet bursts.

“So good” he gasped, “so fucking good.”

He rolled off me gasping for breath his eyes closed and both hands flung over his head in abandon. I looked across at him and laughed.

“So I guess it’s gonna be a two night stand then huh?”

He rolled to his side to face me and smacked my ass playfully.

“Get the idea of any night stands out of your pretty little head right now. This right here is the real deal.”

My heart did a little leap at his words. Had I got the womanising Mr Madden all wrong after all? Could this God of a man really be tamed? Could I make him mine? The idea of it made me smile, but somewhere deep inside I knew a man like him couldn’t be tamed. I don’t know why he’d chosen me or why he wanted more, but I wasn’t going to let myself get carried away with it all. I had to remember to guard my heart because as delicious and sexy as he was, I doubted he did romance or happy ever afters.

I would enjoy the time we had together and to hell with the future. Thinking too far ahead hadn’t gotten me very far so far in life. Adam had been all about forward thinking and planning for our future and look how that ended. No this was different, a fling to look back on when I was old and grey. Joe Madden didn’t do relationships but he sure knew how to do me and I wasn’t going to complain about it.

Joe must have seen the different emotions play across my face as he gently stroked my cheek and said, “I hate what that asshole has done to you. I don’t even know half of what went on between the two of you but I don’t need to be a genius to guess it was destructive.”

He reached over and placed a kiss on my lips before saying, “Let me help you Ella, let me show you what the rest of us see. Let me give you back the self-confidence he took from you.”

I nodded sadly and put my arms around Joe to hug him close. How could he be an egotistical ass one day and the sweetest guy the next? I was confused and my head was spinning from all the twists and turns our ‘courtship’ was taking. This was going to be one hell of a rollercoaster ride. Was I in it till the end? Hell yes.

We stayed in the bed holding each other and chatting about nothing in particular for the rest of the morning. It felt right being in his big warm embrace, like I belonged there. Eventually my tummy made that embarrassing gurgle and he laughed.

“I think we need to leave your pit at some point today so I can feed you. Do you fancy a day on the river, a bite to eat maybe as we drift along the city sights?”

That sounded like heaven to me, a perfect way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon.

“Do you have a boat?” I asked.

“No, but a friend of mine does.” He smiled and reached down to the floor for his jeans. He pulled his mobile out of his pocket and sent off a message. Minutes later he got a reply and turned to me.

“Better get dressed sweetheart I’m taking you for lunch.” I smiled and dashed into my bathroom to freshen up and get ready.

I applied light make up and fluffed my hair before deciding a high ponytail might be better to tame my wild curls. Then I put on my black ripped skinny jeans and a tight black tank top before turning to him and saying, “ready”. He looked me up and down with hunger devouring my curves with his eyes.

“Wish I’d ordered take away now, how am I supposed to behave in public when you look like that?”