When he started kissing her breasts again, Ella did make a noise. She moaned low in her throat. That was it. He really was trying to kill her. Her ribs were really starting to kill her. She sat up and put a hand on Matt's chest. "Hold on," she panted. She pushed him back and got off the desk. She turned around and leaned over the desk, bracing herself on her elbows with her ass in the air. She looked over her shoulder to Matt. "Okay, I'm ready."