He grabbed my hair and pulled me back to take my mouth in a harsh kiss. Then he knelt over me and ran his hands down my back onto my ass.
“So fucking beautiful.”
I felt him reach over for something and then more cold metal was clamping around my left ankle and then my right. “Okay?” He whispered. I nodded and tried to move my legs but they were clamped to the length of whatever he had put onto my ankles. “Ready?” I nodded again and felt my legs jerk apart as he pulled at the contraption around my ankles. He pushed upwards and made both of my knees bend to an unforgiving angle up either side of my chest, and hoisting my ass right up into the air on display for him.
“Stunning” he ran his finger up and down the crack of my ass before spearing a finger into me and using his amazing tongue to lap at my clit and send me into ecstasy, my mind a whirl of sensations.
He was relentless in his assault of my senses and I splintered into my first orgasm, screaming as he rubbed, probed and totally unravelled me. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust into me hard, banging his hips into me at an incredible pace that caused my orgasm to reignite and pulse on him making him growl and pound harder.
I’d never felt so helpless and utterly turned on. I was on another plain right now. I was out of my mind, my body behaving in ways I never knew it could. He was showing me things my body could do that I didn’t even know were possible. How was he able to do this to me? He wasn’t human, he couldn’t be. This was out of this world.
He didn’t stop he was like a machine driving into me, I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt my limbs go floppy as my orgasms took over my brain and any coherent thought I might have. He went on and on pounding into me for what felt like ages before he was there with me, growing inside me his own pulsing orgasm throbbing. His semen spilling out of my pussy and down my legs as he came on a roar.
I was panting I could hardly breath and I definitely couldn’t talk. He grabbed my blindfold off as he rolled off me and lay sprawled on the bed next to me. His own breath coming in heavy pants to rival mine. Arms flung over his face and sweat dripping off his stunning body.
I wanted to touch him, connect my body with his in comfort after what we’d both experienced but I was stuck, helpless to move. He rolled his head to face mine and brushed his fingers down my cheek.
“I’m never letting you go Ella.”
“I don’t want you to.” I felt like crying, he made me all emotional and needy. ‘Please don’t break my heart’ I prayed silently inside. I didn’t think I could survive him. He meant so much more to me than Adam ever had. It scared me. He reached over and unlocked the handcuffs before taking the ankle restraints off and pulling me to him. We needed a shower but the exhaustion from what we had done was too strong and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning I woke to an empty bed. I showered and got ready for work. I left the bathroom and heard a thump, thump, thump coming from somewhere in the apartment. I wondered out of the bedroom and down the hall to where the sound was coming from. I pushed another door open slowly and there stood Joe wearing nothing but a pair of black shorts, sweat running down his back and his hands strapped up as he powered jabs at his punch bag that was suspended from the ceiling.
He looked like a proper fighter right now. I could imagine him in a ring, dancing around and reigning blows down on his opponent. It was a super sexy image and I started feeling horny again. God this man made me insatiable. He sensed my presence and turned round.
“Morning sleepy head. You feel okay?”
“Perfect.” I sighed.
He stalked towards me and planted a sweaty delicious kiss on my lips before groaning and saying, “You showered without me. I want to dirty you up again.” I laughed.
“Calm down champ, I have to get to work. Save it for later.”
“I’ll drive you in if you can give me ten or fifteen minutes to shower.”
“No time, sorry, we have a staff meeting in twenty minutes and I can’t be late, I have to run like now.”
He grabbed his mobile from the bench at the side of the door of the gym and fired a text off.
“Sam will be waiting downstairs to take you to work. Can I see you later?”
“Of course, and thank you.” I gave him a quick peck on the lips then headed out to the lobby to catch my lift.
My working day was going pretty well and things were really coming together. Colin turned out to be amazing at his job and knew loads about advertising and what worked best. We found him to be an indispensable part of our team and what he lacked in banter he made up for in ability. The man was a genius, God knows where Eric and Frank had found him.
It was about 3.30pm when I heard my mobile ding the sound of an incoming text. I could see from my screen as I picked it up that it was from Joe. My heart skipped a beat as I grinned to myself and opened it.
Becky you blow my mind. Can’t wait to fuck you again beautiful. See you soon sexy.
Joe x
My body broke out in a cold sweat. I felt sick to my stomach. I threw my phone down on the desk then picked it up not quite believing what I’d read, and I opened the text again to check. Yep, still there. A thank you for the sex text to some bitch called Becky who was mind blowing. I was fuming, heartbroken and at a loss for what to do. So I did what I always do and I ran. I ran straight to the ladies where I locked myself in a cubicle and slide down the door to sit on the floor and hang my head.
Quiet heart breaking sobs broke forth, I just couldn’t stop them. Why me? Why did it always happen to me? I sure knew how to pick them. I’d never in a million years thought he would do this to me, but the text was there in black and white, sent from his phone. No one could doubt that. Jesus I’d only left him hours ago. A sudden wave of pure anger swept over me, and I fired a text back to him,
Wrong number dick head. I never want to see your cheating ass again. Do not call or message me. We are done.
I got nothing back from him for another hour and what he sent made my blood boil.