Personal Possessions, page 29
I pushed my fingers farther in earning me a delicious moan from her.
“You like that, don’t you.”
I whispered up against her face, she still wouldn’t answer.
“…answer me, Elleny.”
I whispered one last time…I wouldn’t ask again. I didn’t need her to say a word, her body answered for her.
“Yes.”
I finally heard Elle breathe against the wall. She got rewarded for that acknowledgment.
I kissed her neck and then ran my tongue down her neck. Her taste made me drunk with desire.
“Good girl.”
Now that I had her complete attention, I wanted to proceed further.
“I’m going to drop my other hand from yours and the same rule applies, you understand me?”
“Ok, you win TJ. Let me go. I don’t think that you’re fucking around, or whatever you said and if it bothers you that much, you can turn me backwards and fuck me…ok…there I said it, you can let me loose now.”
There she goes…making me laugh again. We were way passed that, now it was time for Trevor’s way of handling things.
“Tsk, tsk Elle…that’s not what I asked you. I asked you if you understood me. I tried talking with you, that didn’t work. Now, since you let me know with that little outburst, I can see that this is working beautifully.
I began moving my finger in and out of her pussy again. Her eyes closed in ecstasy, this was driving her fucking insane; the same feeling I had been feeling the whole time we had been in Burlington.
“Oh Elle, right now you’re every man’s fantasy….but I’m the only one who gets to experience you firsthand. Your pussy’s so wet its dripping, you’re beautiful body’s up against a wall…if you could only see yourself.”
I start finger fucking her faster for just a moment and then I pulled out. Hearing the small groan of emptiness coming from Elle’s mouth makes my cock jump. I took my hand and ran it up the inside of Elle’s leg, collecting her essence on my fingers. I brought my hand up to the side of Elle’s face so that she could see what I was doing as I bring my fingers up to my nose and inhale, taking in Elle’s scent; so beautiful…so sweet-smelling.
“Smells just as sweet today as it did the day you became mine.”
Immediately, I pushed my fingers in my mouth, licking and sucking every bit of her nectar off of them; I moaned….
”Tastes just as sweet too.”
I reached up and guided Elle’s head around to the side where I was standing and put my mouth over hers. She allowed me entrance almost immediately.
“Taste that, Elleny…taste how sweet you are…and it’s all mine.”
I reached down quickly and pulled my sweats down releasing my throbbing cock, I rubbed it up against her back.
“Do you feel that, Elle?”
She was back to not speaking, maybe she couldn’t…I really didn’t care anymore.
“Grab it Elle, I need to feel your hand around me.”
Elle stood there without moving for a moment, she wasn’t going to cooperate then I would ask her body if it wanted to come out and play. I reached back between her legs and went straight for her clit, rubbing circles around it made her cooperate easily.
“You can’t stand me being away too long from this part of you can you, baby? Well, if you wanted me here all you had to do was ask.”
My fingers began to speed up. I could feel her legs clenching around me; she was close, as was I. Voluntarily, Elle’s hips begin to roll against my cock, she was looking for some compensation.
“Yes, that’s it…you’re so close. Grab my cock, Elle.”
Slowly, Elle’s hand reached behind her, finding my length and running her hand against my throbbing shaft. Some relief…finally. I hissed.
Elle’s head falls back against my shoulder as she stands there jerking my cock; she’s going to explode against me at any moment.
“Who does that cock belong to, Elleny?”
Her stroking is slow, but still effective. I have to concentrate at the task at hand. I pushed Elle’s hand away from me and put my dick’s head right at her entrance. She bowed back to take my cock into her. That wasn’t happening until she answered my questions.
“Answer me now, Elleny or you don’t get it at all. I will stroke this off and you won’t get my cock.”
Elle pushed her ass back, trying to rub up against me; that wasn’t going to work.
“One more chance, Elleny….who does it belong to.”
She didn’t answer me. Fine…I wasn’t playing when I told her I would stroke this off and she would go empty. I didn’t give a fuck, I jerked off more in the last week than I had in seventeen years.
I grabbed a hold of myself and immediately go to stroking. The relief I was feeling was worth it. I closed my eyes…
“Me!! It belongs to me.”
I opened just that fast and thrust deep into Elle, I had to breathe deep so that I didn’t blow my load right now…I wasn’t done with this intervention.
Elle’s screamed at my rapid entry, but the smile that covered her face made it known that it was a good thing I began pounding her hard up against that wall. She was never going to question again what my feelings for her were.
“Who does this pussy belong to, Elleny?”
I was thrusting hard and deep…and fast. I was surprised she could even speak.
“Say it, Elleny! Fucking tell me!!!
I exclaimed. Our voices filled our room. I wanted it to echo throughout her ears on what she was hearing herself profess to not only herself but to me…the one who she loved all her life.
“You….It belongs to you.”
“Whose are you, Elleny?”
“I’m yours Trevor!”
Elle is screaming, just what I wanted her to do. She needed to be free of all the secrets, the lies she had been making herself believe for so long. Everything was new and spotless.
Just at that moment, I felt Elle tighten around me, I pull my hand around to the front of her and lay my finger up against her clit. Immediately, Elle squeezed around me with her orgasm. I had one more question to ask her before we were done.
“And who are you going to spend the rest of your life with, Elleny?”
“You, goddammit….you.”
We both reach our orgasm at the same time. Elle stood there sobbing, from what I didn’t know. I wasn’t sure if it was from the breakthrough or the orgasm. I turned Elle around and placed my length back in her. I wanted us to stay connected, we needed to be connected. Elle wrapped her legs around me as I walked us both over to the bed.
We had a moment. No words needed to be spoken, we just laid there and…felt. I pushed her hair off of her face and just stared at her. She was so beautiful, I don’t know how I managed to live without her all these years.
I ended up breaking the silence.
“God, you’re so beautiful, I love you so much Elle; I hope you can see that. I won’t be apart from you again, I hope you understand that. We’re not doing anything this weekend other than spending it together. Whatever you would like to do, it’s completely up to you.”
She looked up at me as we laid there on top of that bed and I saw it. That flicker was back and it was strong. I had my Elleny back, she was repaired. I pressed my forehead down onto hers for a moment and just stayed there, burning this moment into my memory.
“I need a shower, I need to eat and I need to sleep.”
I picked my head up and pushed her hair back from her face, looked into those eyes that shined and laughed that I had accomplished what I had set out to accomplish.
“Done!”
Chapter 20
Here it was, Sunday. Our weekend was amazing, it couldn’t have turned out any better than it did. Now, here we sat; Elle at the dining room table, working on schedules and me, sitting in the living room reading the paper, when there was a knock at the door. I pulled the paper down away from my face as Elle turned to face me.
“Expecting someone?”
Elle said in a condescending manner. I looked at her with my eyebrows lowered. This was not the time to be joking about something like that. Sitting out in boxers and nothing else, was not the way I wanted to greet someone when I would answer the door, so I headed for my room to put something halfway decent on.
As I slid my sweats up, I heard voices out in the living room. I began to ask myself would she open the door without knowing who it was? What if it was Bear; even worse…what if it was Bubba. I hurried to throw a shirt on as I approached the door, I began to think that I recognized that voice. I quietly opened the door and listened for a moment.
“Sam…this isn’t really a good time and how did you find out what suite number I was in.” He laughed and his voice sounded like he was moving into the living room.
“I told the front desk I was your boss and that I had some work to deliver to you…. Bagel?”
That son of a bitch…he was going to be fired first thing tomorrow morning not only for violating our confidential records but for lying to the hotel staff as being her fucking boss.
“Uh…no thanks. Sam, I don’t think that was a real good idea, I’m really busy and I need to get back to work, I only have a couple more days here and then I’m leaving so I have to make sure I get everything that Mr. McHale needs done, done.”
I heard Elle’s voice going back to the dining room; that was a good thing. I could see them there. I opened the door a bit further. I saw that Elle was standing behind the chair she was just sitting in and Sam was almost on top of her.
Oh yeah, he was so fucking fired.
“Sam…look, I don’t know if I gave you the wrong impression or what, but I am so not on the same page as you are. Now, I’m beginning to feel uncomfortable, please….can you step away from me….now.”
I watched him cage her in. She needed to find herself, this is Elleny…she wouldn’t let no man put his hands on her if she didn’t want them there. I am watching so he doesn’t take it too far but she had to find her voice…herself.
“Sam…I’m not going to ask again.”
“Come on Elle, you seem really uptight, can I help you relax a bit?” His hands went to her shoulders and I was giving her three seconds to find herself or he was going out the fucking door. Suddenly, I saw Elle push off the chair with all my might which sent him stepping back a few steps.
“Good girl.” I whispered to myself.
“Come on Elleny….you’re a beautiful woman. You’ve known I was attracted to you, you had to know.”
“See, that’s where you’re wrong, Sam. I don’t have time for soap opera drama, I’m here to do a job and go…that’s it. I don’t know where you ever got the idea I was interested but you are way off on that.”
I saw that he started walking back to the living area and Elle stayed right where she was, I could see her perfectly. All the sudden I noticed Elle’s eyes got big. I couldn’t see what he was doing but it had to be something that was not good.
I opened the door and stepped out, they couldn’t see me from the wall dividing the rooms.
“Sam…”
I heard Elle squeal
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Well, if that’s not what you’re interested in then maybe we could fuck a few times and be done.”
Did he just seriously say that to her…is that how he gets these women because I don’t think that line would work.
“Get the fuck out, Sam.”
I gleamed with pride, there was my girl. I heard Elle’s command and it made me fill with pride. That sparkle that appeared in her eye brought back my girl…my woman.
“Did you hear what I said…. I said get the fuck out!”
Now it’s my time to make myself known. She’s asked several times and obviously his old age had made him hard of hearing…but yet he could “fuck a few times”…yeah…right!
“You don’t mean that…just wait til you see the size of my…“
“I think you heard what she said Sam, get your shit and get the fuck out!”
I made my presence known and there was no way, if he was smart would he make me ask twice.
“Trevor, what are you…“
He didn’t finish. He looked at me then at Elle; he understood what was going on. He quickly began buttoning up his pants.
“Don’t like soap opera drama huh, Elleny? Well, you sure as fuck know how to pick ‘em then…he’s the main character. Goin’ through women like outfits. Don’t worry honey… by tomorrow you’ll be yesterday’s news and then you’ll come running to me but by then it will be too late. Ask him about Natasha…see if he tells you about the only woman he’s ever given his heart to.”
It took everything in me to stand there and listen to him talk shit. I thought about hitting him, but I had given away enough money in the last week…I wasn’t wanting to hand out anymore. I would hit him where it counted; professionally. That was how he had a social life…not anymore. He would never work in this state again, I would make sure of that.
“That’s fuckin enough, Sam!”
I demanded. Elle’s eyes went between the two of us, I wasn’t sure if she was waiting to break up a fight or if she was waiting for more shit on me.
”Sam, if you want to keep your job for one more day, I suggest you get the fuck out now. I will see you in my office first thing tomorrow morning to discuss your misconduct here today.”
He didn’t say another word. He fixed his pants as best he could and hauled ass out of our hotel room.
Elle shut the door behind him. Her eyes came to me, but she didn’t say a word.
“Ell…“
“Don’t you fucking dare!”
Elle whispered.
“I’m going over here to this table and we’re going to pretend this, in addition to this whole fucking weekend never happened. Oh yeah, and if you ever feel the need to prop one of the other women, that you supposedly love with all your heart, up against the wall and fuck her until she says what you want to hear, use those same words….they’ll be eating out of your hand in no time.”
Elle walked back over to the table grabbed all the information, the laptop and headed back into her room….and locked the door.
I wanted to smash my head in. This was the biggest clusterfuck of a week I had ever been a part of. It was as if we were on a human game board. I would move ahead three spaces and then pick a “fuck you” card and have to go all the way back to the beginning.
I ended up sleeping alone that night…and it sucked fucking huge.
I missed her beside me. I couldn’t wait to get back to Richland where she would be in her hometown, her kids would be with her and they all would be safe; with me.
I think that would take a lot off of her; having her kids and being home.
I woke up before the alarm but yet when I headed to the kitchen to make coffee, I noticed Elle was already gone. Again, I was ready to smash my head in. She wasn’t even giving me a chance here. I had come to the conclusion that I was going to have to tell Elle about Tasha and it was going to have to be tonight.
I went straight to the office; I didn’t even worry about coffee. I knew that my girl was back, but I didn’t trust Sam and I sure as shit didn’t trust Sara. I had an early meeting with Sam, I had decided that I wasn’t doing anything, as in firing the two of them until all contracts were signed. I couldn’t afford to lose any of the team members right now; especially that high up.
I stepped in my office and Sam wasn’t far behind. He knew he was in deep shit with me, so he was quiet and well-mannered today…I knew how he really acted; as did Elle.
I was signing contracts when he came into my office. My head didn’t even lift up as I spoke.
“You know I can tell you to just turn around and walk back out to that car that will be repossessed by the end of the week when they find out you don’t have a job…do you not?
He didn’t even try to bullshit me…he knew he fucked up, big time.
“I’m sorry Trevor…I wasn’t thinking. I have no idea what had come over me.”
My head came up, as well as my body as I stood up behind my desk.
“Don’t give me that bullshit, Sam…you know exactly what you were doing. You scared the shit outta her…you’re lucky that she didn’t call the police for not only harassment but for indecent exposure. You want to be known as a sexual predator the rest of your life?”
I could see the shame written all over his face…it didn’t bother me one bit. What if I wouldn’t have been there, would he really have stopped. I didn’t want to think about that anymore. It was done…finished…over.
“You’re suspended, without pay for two weeks. And there will be a permanent write up in your file.”
Sam’s head came up to look at me and that look was not of shame anymore; it was anger. There he was; the real Sam Fordham. He didn’t say another word as he walked out and down the hallway, right out of my building which he would never step foot in again.
I picked up my phone and called Mary in. Immediately she was at my door with a smile on her face. I hadn’t been able to have a cup of coffee yet so I wasn’t fully prepared to deal with optimistic Mary just yet.
I had found out one thing about Mary, she was married, her husband was retired military…that woman was devoted. She wasn’t like Sara who was eager to cut your throat over who got to the printer first.
“Have a seat, Mary…I haven’t had a cup of coffee yet…would you like one?”
You would’ve thought I asked her if she wanted to share the winnings of the lottery that I just won. She stared all starry-eyed and speechless.
“It’s just a yes or no answer, Mary.”
“Oh…I’m so sorry…yes. Black, no sugar.”
I nodded in acceptance as I walked over to the coffee pot and stuck the small container in to make a single cup of coffee.
“We have some things to go over and what we talk about in this meeting, Mary doesn’t leave this office. Understood?”
I said as I handed her the fresh cup of coffee.
“Oh…yes sir.”
Mary concurred. I grabbed my cup of coffee and headed back to my desk, hitting the button underneath to sound proof my office.
