Obsessively Yours (Joe & Ella 1)

nto me brushing over the delicate spot inside, and coaxing out the orgasm that was stirring in my nerves and vibrating into my muscles. The combination of his tongue and fingers destroyed me and my body started to convulse, the muscles of my pussy clenching and contracting as I cried out. Wave after wave of mind blowing pulsing and tightening hit me as he kept up his assault relentlessly sucking and licking, stroking, rubbing.

Suddenly he pulled away from me and I heard the jingle of a belt before I felt the round head of his cock push against me as he speared into me from behind making me cry out with the unexpectedly hard way he thrust.

He stopped and stilled, “No sounds Ella or I stop.” He threatened, then he pounded into me with rutting, erratic thrusts. Any control he had had was gone as he lost himself in me and the yearning to climb to the pinnacle of desire.

He grunted and rutted hard, pulling my hips up into the right angle to slide deeper inside as his other hand grabbed my hair and twisted it round his hand. He pulled hard on my hair forcing my head back and up. I felt as if I was restrained I couldn’t move with the pressure on my hair keeping my head and neck still, my body bent back to let him hit new spots inside me to bring me to a shattering climax. All my arms could do was grip the side of the chaise lounge as he drove my body into a frenzy, his wild hips drawing me into a hard orgasm that rolled on and on. I lost count of the times my contractions waned then kick started again, each time growing in strength and power. I’d never felt anything like it. He was the owner of my body, he could play me like a master. I loved it. He let out a primal roar as he reached his own orgasm and rode out the mind blowing sensations with slow thrusts in me until he couldn’t hold himself any longer and fell onto my back gasping for air.

“Fuck woman, I could die a happy man buried inside you.”

He bent down to kiss me gently along the back of my neck and across my shoulders. Then he picked me up in his arms and lay me down on the chaise lounge. I was lifeless and spent. I doubted I could even walk out of this room if it was on fire I was so far gone. He snuggled in next to me, drawing me close to him.

“You’ve got me under your spell Ella.”

“I think I’m the one that’s under a spell.” I sighed. I had to ask the next question even though I was scared about the answer. “Are you a Dom?”

He laughed at this, “No Ella I’m not a Dom, I just like to be in control. I like to control you.”

I rolled onto my side, looked him dead in the eyes and whispered, “Sometimes it’s fun to give up control.”

I rolled on top of him and kissed his neck before unbuttoning his shirt and kissing and licking down his chest. He knew where this was heading and he lifted his hips to free himself from the trousers he had slipped back on. I kissed the delicious v and down his pubic hair towards his cock which was proudly standing to attention. I used my tongue to lick the length of him holding him steady with my hand and twirling around the tip before paying a little attention to the sensitive area on the underside of the head. I took him into my mouth and took a long suck of his length before stroking and massaging his balls kissing and licking them. I took one into my mouth, then the other and he growled. My nails scraped along the skin behind his balls making his breathing turn heavier.

“Fuck Ella” he cried.

He threaded his fingers through my hair guiding me to where he wanted me. I worked my way back up to his cock ready to show him how much I wanted him. I sucked him and pushed my mouth down over his shaft, working my way right down to his hair, my chin on his balls as his head pushed past the back of my mouth and right down my throat. I had good gag reflexes and I was very excited to show him just how good. I sucked him hard up and down right to the base, swirling my tongue and driving him to insanity judging from the noises and cries of “Fuck”, he was making. He used both hands to hold my head still and started to thrust up into my mouth, fucking my face.

“I’m coming” he cried loosening his hold of my hair, but I continued sucking, licking, moving on him as I felt him thicken and spurt hot salty semen down my throat, on my tongue, on my lips dripping down my chin. He moaned in satisfaction and looked down at me as I licked up and down swallowing every last drop. He reached a finger down towards my face, catching a drip from my chin and gathering it onto his finger before putting his finger in my mouth for me to suck. I made an ‘mmm’ sound as I did and he closed his eyes gasping.

“You are fucking amazing, I’m never letting you go.”

I smiled and climbed back up his body, burying my face into his neck and cuddling him close to me. We stayed like this for some time before I sighed and said, “I don’t want to leave.”

“We aren’t leaving.” He replied.

“What do you mean? I have work tomorrow.”

“No you don’t,” he smiled at me, “I already arranged with Frank that you would be working with me for the next few days. I’ve got a hotel suite booked for us, that’s if you still want to stay with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I want to stay?”

“Well you do have a habit of running away from me.”

I cuddled him closer to me, “Not anymore champ.” I said smiling and I meant it. I could never run away from him ever again, he’d well and truly won me over.

Chapter Sixteen

The hotel suite he referred to was more like an apartment. Grand sweeping curtains hung from every window that overlooked the city with matching curtains over the bed. It felt like I’d walked back in time into eighteenth century Versailles with creams, golds and pastel shades adorning the gilded furniture, a dressing screen in the corner and intricate carvings decorated the ceilings and walls. Off the living area were two bedrooms and a huge bathroom, dark mahogany wood and a sunken bath with enough space for about ten people to bathe.

“Wow!” I said as I took it all in, “Very…grand.”

“Not my style of décor at all,” He sniffed.

“Why are you staying here then?”

“Because it’s the most expensive.” He replied without missing a heartbeat.

“You have way too much money. You know the Premier Inn has beds just as comfy.” I winked, “Not that we tend to sleep much when we are together.”

He laughed and said “You know I like….”