Matthew lurched and tried to head-butt Joseph, but Joseph could see he was tiring, so he shoved him with all his weight, sending him backwards towards the storeroom.
“This way!” Ellie shouted, running to the storeroom and tugging open the huge door.
Joseph pushed Matthew again, forcing him backwards, but Matthew banged up against the doorframe and pressed his weight against it – planning to launch another attack on Joseph. Joseph refused to allow that, so he stepped to the side and shoved Matthew hard, making him stumble through the open doorway. He landed with a thud on the cold tiles inside, but Joseph had also stumbled forward with the force, meaning they were now both in there. Joseph wheeled around fast and dived out of the storeroom, landing on his front on the kitchen tiles. He pushed himself up with his arms, as he heard the storeroom door slam shut, but the bolts didn’t slide into place.
“Help, Joseph!” Ellie shouted.
He scrambled to his feet and saw that she was leaning all her weight on the door, meaning she couldn’t reach the bolts at the top. Matthew was already shoulder-slamming the door from within, and Ellie couldn’t hold him long. Joseph ran over and threw the bolts across, locking Matthew inside.
Joseph’s muscles relaxed with relief and he panted, trying to get his breath back.
Matthew pounded on the wood. “Let me out of here!”
Joseph pulled Eleanor’s trembling body against his. His nose was bleeding, but he was too out of breath to deal with that right now. They both stood and watched Matthew through the reinforced glass as he banged his fists, shouting and swearing with rage. The huge window was strengthened with crisscrossed wire, so there was no way of him breaking it. He was trapped.
“Looks like he won’t be telling anyone our plans,” Eleanor said, breathing heavily.
Matthew let loose a tirade of insults, promising to kill them both.
Eleanor ignored him and grabbed a box of tissues, then gave one to Joseph for his nose. Once the bleeding had stopped, he held her in his arms.
Matthew was still going nuts inside the storeroom. He looked like a man ready to kill. Like a caged wild animal.
Joseph felt like a wild animal too. He was pumped full of testosterone, like a triumphant stag who’d just won the rut. And now it was time to claim his prize. Matthew had treated Ellie dismissively in bed. Now he needed to learn how a real man behaved.
Joseph stepped forward and hugged Ellie from behind, kissing her tenderly on the cheek. “Let me take you in front of him.”
She laughed. “What? Are you serious?”
“It’ll drive him crazy. Come on, after all he’s done to us both.”
Joseph reached around and fondled Eleanor’s tits through her chiffon shirt with his strong hands, caressing them and kissing her on the neck. Eleanor glanced up and saw Matthew watching with fury plastered over his face. But he was unable to look away.
“Do what I say,” Joseph said, pushing her to her knees.
“Yes, Joseph,” she said, maintaining eye contact with Matthew.
She knelt there, feeling excited about Joseph’s plan to infuriate Matthew. She undid her shirt and removed her bra, then she fondled her breasts. Matthew stared with his mouth open – utterly aghast.
“He’s drooling,” Joseph said, standing behind her. “Let’s give him something to really get mad about.”
Eleanor laughed. She listened as Joseph unzipped his trousers, then his hard cock was at the side of her face, rubbing up against her cheek. She turned her head and licked it sluttily, knowing how furious this would be making Matthew. But he should never have cheated on her, should he? They weren’t hurting him. Just getting a little revenge.
Joseph thrust his cock into her mouth and she sucked hungrily. Then he stepped away. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that he’d now dropped to his knees and was crawling towards her. He positioned himself directly behind her and he pulled up her skirt, then he pushed her forward with the weight of his body, so that she was on her hands and knees – with her skirt pushed up around her hips.
Joseph’s hands grasped her hips and he rubbed his firm cock against her panties, then he pulled them down and eased his fingers inside her. She felt dirty, like an animal, and it was absolutely amazing. It was thrilling to be watched by her ex, knowing she was about to be fucked into ecstasy by her current boyfriend.
His fingers filled her up as they slid in and out
of her pussy. She grinned. Joseph disappeared for a moment to deal with the condom, so Eleanor knelt up and fondled her tits again, enjoying putting on the porn show for Matthew – knowing it would be driving him insane. Joseph crawled back like an alpha lion and pushed her forward again to her hands and knees. He reached around to rub her clit as his huge hard-on eased inside her. He pushed her shoulders down so that her chest was touching the ground, making her feel totally dominated. He started to thrust, slowly and tenderly at first, but then hard and fast, grinding his cock into her and sending her into a frenzy of delight.
She glanced up and caught sight of the impotent Matthew, which suddenly triggered an overwhelming orgasm – spiralling delight through her body like a tornado of joy. Joseph’s balls banged against her from behind, claiming her, possessing her, and she loved it. And she loved him. She groaned louder and louder as wave upon wave filled her body and mind with dirty beautiful pleasure. It was more spectacular and magnificent than anything she’d ever experienced before. Perfection and liberation.
She allowed the groans to fill the entire room with her honest overflowing passion. Her eyes scrunched up and she was no longer part of her body. Joseph possessed her, and she knew she’d never love another man as long as she lived. And she knew – from the possessive way he loved her – that they belonged together.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Eleanor sat – fully clothed once more – in front of her laptop at the rickety desk. She was trying to focus on making every word count. This article was to become her calling card. She knew this story was huge, and she vowed that from now on any piece of writing with her name on it would be factual, informative, and perfectly crafted.