Crush on my boss

Chapter 15

"Ella? What's going on? Talk to me please? I can't help you if you don't." Sam asked me gently, sitting down on the bed next to me once I'd let him in the bedroom.
"Who's keeping an eye on the kids?" I replied quietly.
"They're downstairs in front of the tv. They'll be fine for five minutes." He told me, clearly trying to get me to open up to him.

I sighed and told him everything that had happened and why the police took my phone. He stood up quickly, the rage in his eyes was obvious.
"That bastard! I'll kill him!" Sam yelled at the top of his voice, stomping down the stairs angrily.
Sam, don't do that. It won't.." I started to say but he was already outside and in his car.
"Sam!" I spoke, tapping on the window.
"No Ella! He needs someone to teach him a lesson! Who the fucking hell does he think he is, attacking you like that?!" Sam yelled, screeching off down the street.

I stood there in shock. I hope he doesn't do anything stupid. The last thing I need is him getting himself locked up. I need him here to help with the kids. I can't cope with them on my own. If he does anything daft, I'll never forgive him.

Sam's P.O.V
I stormed up to Robin's place and banged on the door so loud it must have woken the neighbours up.
"Robin! Get down here and face me you bastard! I'm not going away!" I yelled up at Robin's window.
"What do you want Samuel?" Robin sighed, opening the window.
"Get your arse down here, unless you want the neighbours to hear what I think of you!" I shouted to him.
"Fine." Robin sighed again, coming downstairs.
"Who the fuck do you think you are! How DARE you attack my girlfriend!" I screamed at him, punching him in the face.
"I didn't attack her, I just pushed her a bit that's all." Robin glared at me.
"Exactly! That's attacking her! You deliberately hurt her." I spat at Robin furiously.
"I was sticking up for you! She's been cheating on you, you fucking mug!" Robin yelled at me in anger.
"No she hasn't! She was talking to her cousin! He's been travelling around and he's coming to visit her in two weeks." I explained to him calmly.
"Funny that." Robin laughed.
"What's funny?" I asked him.
"That's what she-who-can't-keep-her-legs-shut said as well." Robin laughed again.
"Did it never occur to you that she's telling the truth?" I questioned him angrily. I'm furious that he could accuse her of such a thing.
"She wouldn't know the truth if someone smacked her in the face with a frying pan. Which is what she looks like by the way." Robin spoke, howling with laughter.
"I'm walking away and going home before I end up battering you because Ella told me not to do anything daft and if I stay here, I'll end up getting locked up, which is no use to my family. This isn't over though." I glared at him angrily.
"Aww bless Sammy, are you under Ella's little thumb?" Robin laughed, trying to taunt me.

I got in my car and drove home. Ella was sat on the sofa after she'd sorted Mila out and put the boys to bed. She looked at me as I entered and I sat down next to her.
End of Sam's P.O.V

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything stupid. I just had a nice polite word with him." I reassured her, knowing what she was going to say without her even opening her mouth.
"Good." I mumbled, nibbling Sam's neck.
"Oooh is this what game we're playing?" He whispered, pushing my lips away.
"I don't play games." I winked, opening my dressing gown.
"Wait.. is that a tattoo? How have I never seen that before? Why do you have a penis tattooed near your vagina?" Sam asked me curiously.
"I got it done three years ago on holiday when I'd had a few too many cocktails." I laughed.
"Would you get mine tattooed on you?" Sam whispered in my ear.
"Yeah that small thing would only take about five minutes." I giggled loudly.
"If it's that small, you won't want it again then." He smirked.

I put my hands down his boxers and rubbed on his thick cock. I looked up to see he'd thrown his head back a little.
"I'm just making sure that it hasn't shrunk." I laughed, teasing him by stroking my thumb up and down his length.
"I-I think you can tell it-it hasn't." He moaned quietly.
"I'm going to have to do some more investigating I'm afraid Sir." I smirked, stroking my thumb a bit faster.
"Jesus Christ Ella!" Sam moaned louder.
"What Sam?" I smiled, opening my dressing gown with my other hand and leaning over him so my boobs were in his face.
"If you're playing that game lady." Sam groaned, rubbing his thumb over my nipples in small circular motions.
"Ahhh Sam!!!" I moaned quietly, rubbing his dick with my full hand.
"See it's not fair is it?" He smirked, pulling my hand out of his boxers, flipping us over so I was laying on my back. He pushed his hand inside my underwear.
"Saaaam!" I moaned a little louder.

He rubbed his thumb along the centre of my vagina teasingly. He knew exactly what he was doing. I bit his top to stifle the moans as he increased the pressure. He pulled his thumb away but kept his hand in my underwear.
"Sam w-why did you st-stop?" I whimpered quietly.
"Because I want to know exactly how much you want me. I want to hear every single thing you want me to do to you. I want to know exactly how far you want me to go. Tell me Ella. What do you want?" Sam asked me, knowing full well my answer.
"I want you." Was all I could manage to say.
"How much of me do you want?" He added.
"Every single fucking bit. Now do what you do best and give me a good seeing to." I smirked.
"Oh I'll do that alright. Not down here though. The last thing I want is that sofa ripped and covered in our juices." Sam smirked, pulling my dressing gown off, pushing his hand on my already moist vagina and leading me upstairs to bed.