Ella knew that Max had told her how he was still in love with her. She didn't know what to think. But she knew she didn't feel the same. She was in love with Tom.
She hadn't told Tom about what Max had said. She didn't want to ruin things with Tom. He was the one good thing she had apart from Gracie.
She knew that she needed to put it out of her mind what Max had said and focus on building her future with Tom. He was the one she wanted to be with.
Ella pushed Tom inside. She grinned as she began taking his clothes off, stopping him each time he reached for the buttons running up the center of her dress.
When he was down to his boxer briefs she dropped to her knees and pulled him free.
He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.
Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.
Ella released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Sami tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.
"Fuck," He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.
She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.
Tom's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.
He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.
Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.
Tom's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.
He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.
Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."
Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box.
He quickly slid the condom on and moved behind her. He lifted her dress pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.
"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.
"You ok?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.
"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.
Tom's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry.
He appeared content with the position, something Layla wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.
His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons.
His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.
Ella dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage. She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.
More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso.
She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.
He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow.
Tom's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"
"Do it again Clarkson."
He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint.
When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit, her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.
Tom lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.
Ella looked to him. She smiled. "I think that I like you."
"The feeling is entirely mutual."
"Yay."
Ella cuddled into him. Knowing she was feeling nothing but guilt for how Max had told her he was still in love with her. It felt messy and complicated.
***
Ella went into work with Tom after they had taken Gracie to nursery. Tom kissed her and walked off. Ella walked over to Alexis. "Hey. How you doing?" She asked.
Alexis shrugged. "Found out I'm having a girl. I want to name her Sophie. She feels like a Sophie," she mumbled.
Ella smiled. "That's sweet. Has he talked to you? Does he know?" She asked.
Alexis shook her head. "Nope. And if I'm being honest, I don't care. I just... I need to want this baby. But I don't think I do. I can't be the mum you are to Gracie, to this baby."
"You can. I know you can. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for Lex. Focus on the future you can have with the baby," Ella told her.
Alexis shrugged. "Are things with you and Mr Clarkson working out well?"
"We are. He makes me happy. Don't go getting pregnant by him," Ella joked.
"I won't. I don't want to be pregnant again."
***
Ella sat in her classroom. She looked up as Max walked in. she sighed as she looked to him. "Max. Not now."
"Look I want to be with you. I don't care about Tom or anyone else. It's you I want. And we can be good together. I know we can," Max told her.
Ella looked to him in shock. Having absolutely no idea what to do or say. But she had no idea how her life was going to become so much more complicated.
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Resisting passion (Waterloo road)
Fiksi PenggemarElla king was seventeen when she got pregnant by her teacher tom Clarkson. She had his daughter Gracie-mae but when Tom wouldn't commit to her due to the fear of him loosing his job. Ella was heartbroken as he broke up with her. Ella and Tom have co...
