Torn

by T. N. King

  Still spinning from the heady kiss, Ellie followed him back inside where he led her to his bedroom. Things were moving so fast, but they felt so right. She wanted this. No regrets. She needed this, she just hoped she was right about him. Her build up of him had to be true.

  Behind closed doors, Morgan took his jacket off and unbuttoned his shirt while Ellie kicked her heels off and removed her dangly earrings.

  “Let your hair down,” Morgan insisted.

  She did and then stood patiently awaiting his next command.

  He approached her and placed a warm hand on her cool shoulder. “Are you chilly?”

  “No, just nervous.”

  “Don’t be. I’ll make sure we both enjoy this.”

  Ellie loved that he took charge. She hoped it was a sign of her instincts being right. She’d never have had the courage to make the first move. She melted into him as he kissed her again and slowly slid her dress off her shoulders. Ellie let it pool around her feet so that she stood in it in just her lace thong.

  He held her close with a hand at the small of her back and trailed kisses down her neck to her shoulders. He sighed. “You feel so good against me,” he whispered in a low deep tone.

  His voice made her tremble. God, how could a voice do that? She slid a hand into his open shirt and felt along his tight chest and abs. “Goddamn, you do, too,” she whispered back. She slid her hands up his chest to his shoulders and pushed his shirt off, letting it fall to the floor. She took a moment to appreciate his rock hard chiseled physique which was flawless, and she could hardly believe that she was about to do things with that body. Oh wow, it was about to happen!

  He admired her, as well. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.” He kissed her once more before pushing her gently back onto his bed. He bent over her and stroked her cheek, then slid his hand down her throat to her chest where he took her breast in his hand.

  Ellie sucked in a breath as he dipped down to kiss it, and then took her nipple into his hot mouth.

  She combed her fingers through his thick hair and arched her back while he worked, making her nipple stand at attention. Then he moved on to the other one before continuing his trail of kisses down her flat abdomen, to her pelvis. He hooked a finger under her thong and carefully slipped it off, leaving her completely naked before him.

  “No fair,” she teased, and pointed at his pants which were still zipped up and on him.

  He grinned and stealthily removed his shoes, and then pulled his pants off, leaving him only in his boxer briefs.

  Ellie admired the huge tent his erection made in the front. “Looks like he wants out,” she said.

  “He and I both want you.”

  Ellie smiled. She wanted him out too. She’d dreamed of having him inside her though. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t lusting for him at this point. She felt curious about the size of him, but knew he had more than enough to please her even at this vantage point.

  He smiled back as he slowly pulled down his boxers and revealed a very nice sized, almost fully erect cock.

  “Oh, my,” she said breathlessly. Truly, he was built like a god. No disappointment here. She bit at her lip in anticipation.

  He chuckled, then spread her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed where he kneeled. “I showed you mine, now you show me yours,” he stated and lightly licked her inner thigh.

  She propped herself up on her elbows and threw her head back. “Ohhhh.” She gasped.

  His hands moved seductively along her thighs closer to her center while he kissed and licked. He placed a hand on her abdomen and then with his finger, parted her folds then gently slid a finger inside of her.

  “Mmm,” she moaned.

  He worked his finger in and out of her, making her nice and wet, before lightly tracing his tongue along the edge of her entrance.

  “Ohhhh,” she whimpered and lay back on the bed so she could open her legs wider.

  Morgan slipped a second finger inside of her. Then a third. Then he put his warm lips on her clit.

  Ellie arched her body and grabbed at the sheets. “Yes,” she said, realizing that she was close to achieving orgasm already, and they had hardly begun.

  He swirled his tongue over her plump clit while simultaneously pumping his fingers in and out of her.

  She planted her heels on the edge of the bed so that she could meet his strokes. “Oh, my god,” she said. “I’m going to come.”

  Morgan didn’t let up. He drove her to a quick and powerful climax that left her shuddering beneath him. When it was over, he flipped her around and positioned her on her knees. “I hope you’re not too worn out, yet. There are so many more things I want to do to you,” he vowed and grabbed her hips.

  He lined his cock with her entry and slowly pushed in.

  Ellie was still reeling from her very satisfying orgasm, but instantly responded to his thrusts by pushing back onto his cock. “Oh, that feels so good.”

  “You’ll come at least a couple more times before this night is over,” he promised as he grabbed a handful of her hair and gently pulled her head back. With his other hand, he lightly smacked her ass. “Spread your legs wider and reach down and rub your clit,” he commanded.

  “Oh,” Ellie said a little surprised, but she quickly obeyed, amazed at what a turn on that was.

  “Yeah, that’s it,” he said and continued his steady rhythm of slow, long strokes.

  He smacked her ass again and Ellie could feel another orgasm building. The spanking was a real turn on and she never knew it would be. “Oh, my god,” she squealed, again.

  “You’re gonna come, again,” he said, almost like a command. “I want you to come on my cock this time. I want to feel your sweet pussy grip my cock.”

  Ellie was a frantic mess, now mindless with pleasure and feeling so turned on by his tone, his actions…his power as she pushed back onto him with all the energy she could muster while at the same time, rubbing her plump and juicy clit. No man had ever spoken to her like this, and she couldn’t believe how much she liked it. It was such a turn on.

  Morgan pulled a little more on her hair, urging her to climax. He smacked her ass once more before picking up his pace.

  Ellie felt weak as a huge orgasm washed over her before she even realized it. Her body seemed to just obey his, without her even being involved. Free. It felt so freeing. “Oh, fuck,” she cried out.

  Morgan growled behind her, but kept pumping into her. “That’s it. Come all over my cock.”

  His voice and his tone made her shudder in an all out weakened ecstasy. Ellie’s orgasm burst from inside of her and emanated to her outermost limbs. She slumped down to the bed afterwards and felt Morgan pull out.

  She rolled over and after catching her breath said, “I’ve already climaxed twice and you have yet to get any satisfaction.”

  “Oh, I’ve gotten plenty of satisfaction,” he said. “You have no idea what a turn on it is for me to see a woman climax at my hand.” He climbed onto the bed and laid next to her. “Do you need a minute to catch your breath?”

  Ellie sat up. “I’m good. What did you have in mind next?”

  Morgan pushed his dick up so that it stood straight up from his groin a good eight inches. “I want you to ride me,” he said.

  Oh, my. Ellie stared at his very impressive offer for a few seconds and concluded that it was definitely the biggest she’d ever had. She also hadn’t had much practice on top. She took a deep breath and replied, “Okay,” before climbing on top of him.

  “Not like that,” he said and motioned for her to turn around. “I want to enjoy your ass while you get off.”

  Oh, wow! This kind of talk definitely made her wet. Oh, god, how does he know this about me, when I never knew this myself really? She was learning all kinds of things about herself tonight. She did as he asked and turned so her back was facing him and she positioned herself above his huge hard erection.

  “Get up on your feet,” he said. “You’ll have more control
that way and you’ll definitely enjoy it more.”

  She’d never tried it like this before, but trusted him and did as he asked. With a hand on his chest for support, she guided him into her.

  “Oh, yeah,” he urged her on.

  She turned around to gauge his satisfaction. “You like that, huh?”

  “Fuck yeah,” he said. “There’s nothing sexier than a woman in control. You’re in charge, now. It’s up to you to get me off.”

  Oh, the pressure, but she definitely wanted to please him. After trying a few different angles, she found one that felt really good. Morgan supported her back with his big, strong hands, so her hands were free. She placed them on her thighs for added support and began a slow, seductive dance where she rolled her hips up and down. Oh, that feels so good.

  “Yeah,” Morgan said. “Now pinch your nipples.”

  “What?” She turned to look at him.

  “You get off on me talking dirty to you. I can tell. Now pinch your nipples,” he commanded.

  Ellie could feel her face flush with heat, but she wasn’t embarrassed. She felt empowered in some odd way. She lacked the courage to do things on her own, but certainly had the strength to carry out his commands, no matter how provocative or straightforward they were. She smiled at Morgan and then turned back around and put her hands up to her breasts. “How’s this?” she asked as she rolled a nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

  “Oh, yeah. That’s really turning me on,” he said. “Now play with your clit. I want you to get off again, one more time before I do.”

  Ellie paused.

  Morgan encouraged her. “Come on, baby. Come on my rock hard cock.”

  Holy smokes! He was all she’d wanted. The man had hidden this commanding personality. Or had he? Now, she felt his true intentions. This would be a night she wouldn’t forget and that was all she felt sure of. Ellie reached down between her legs to her very soaked folds and toyed with the plump little button there. Immediately, she felt the build, the erotic pulse of her own body and savored each stroke. His cock felt so good inside of her, too. Filled to the brim, she could feel every ridge, every vein inside her rubbing her inner walls. She bounced on it a few more times before realizing that she would indeed, climax again.

  “Ahhh,” she let out as she picked up the pace.

  “Yeah, that’s it,” he prompted his voice raspy now.

  His voice seemed to act as an explosive catalyst and she peaked. “Oh, fuck!” she yelled out.

  “Yes!”

  “Oh!” She threw her head back as her body tensed. Color streamed behind her eyes to a brilliant hue until all she could see was the same bright light she remembered from when he’d headed toward her in the fire. Oh, god, this was almost more than she could handle.

  Morgan grabbed her hips and ground her into his groin as his body tensed, as well. She felt him pulse inside of her as he came. Then she felt his heat, like she’d never felt before with anyone. If she could burn up and disappear into ash, she would have from this. Their bodies were one at that moment as they both climaxed. He had timed it that way—she just knew this. This culmination of ecstasy and a full blown erotic crescendo.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Dizzy, the room spun around her. What the hell was that? Ellie never gone into that plateau before the few times she’d had sex. It had been so freeing, so delicious and overwhelming at the same time. Sated, she finally slid off of him and laid on the bed next to him.

  He caressed her cheek and spoke softly, “You were great.”

  “You are amazing,” she said. “I never pegged you for a dirty talker.”

  “I never pegged you for such a willing submissive,” he said.

  She laughed. “I guess it does make things easier if the decisions are out of my hands.”

  “And I like to take control,” he admitted.

  “We go well together,” she said.

  “We do seem to complement each other, don’t we?”

  Ellie laid her head on his shoulder and rested her hand on his chest. “This all happened so fast. I can hardly believe it,” she said. “Did you think when you rescued me from the fire that we’d end up like this?”

  Morgan didn’t answer her right away.

  Had she assumed too much? She lifted her head to look at him and added, “I mean, we just met a few days ago and all. I don’t usually move this fast.”

  “Yeah. I can see that,” he replied.

  Ellie couldn’t exactly pinpoint it, but it sounded like he was holding back. She wasn’t one to pry, though. She laid her head back down on his shoulder and played with the dark hair on his chest. She didn’t need to know everything right now. She could just enjoy the moment.

  After a while he finally spoke, “Actually, I did.”

  Ellie shot up to look at him.

  “I did see us like this because from the moment I met you, I felt an instant attraction.”

  Ellie could hardly contain her smile. “Really?”

  Morgan smiled back. “Yeah. I told you I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind.”

  She knew her smile was probably the cheesiest, but she couldn’t help it. He really did like her. It was enough for her. It may only be one night, but damn, did she have the memory of it imprinted on her mind. Although, now that she had blazing hot incredible sex with him…She may never find it again. It would become the top fantasy in her mind and she would treasure it…always.

  After a few moments he said, “We never ate. Are you hungry?”

  “Starving.”

  He gently slid out from under her and hopped off the bed. “Why don’t I bring our food in here, so we don’t have to worry about getting dressed? We can eat, then maybe, go again?”

  Ellie laughed. The man was indecent, uninhibited and she would immerse herself in it all the way till the end. She shook the ‘end’ part from her mind. “Sounds great.”

  He left the room, walking around the penthouse butt naked. He seemed to have no care about it either. And why should he? Just look at the man! She giggled.

  After a few minutes, he came back pushing a dolly cart with silver domed tops gleaming in the low light of the bedroom.

  He smiled at her and took a nude bow.

  Ellie burst out in laughter. “My bell boy…umm, bell man ready to serve me?”

  He stared at her lying on the bed, her bare skin revealed to his eyes. “Yes and here is your meal, madam.” He pulled of the tops one at a time.

  She leaned closer to get a look. Scalloped potatoes in one. Delectable looking Beef tips in another. “Oh and strawberries with cream?” she exclaimed.

  Morgan nodded. “Pay close attention to the cream,” he stated in a low sensual voice. “We will be tasting that soon.” He made her a plate and handed it to her, then her silverware and napkin.

  Ellie gazed up at him. “So, we really are going to eat on your bed…naked?”

  He grinned at her. “I can think of no better place nor a better way to enjoy it.” He gave her a wicked wink.

  Her eyes widened. Ellie had never known anyone like this man. Just up and eat naked in a penthouse suite, in a king sized bed! She laughed.

  He raised a dark brow at her. “Something funny?” he asked as he set his plate in his very exposed lap. His expression would lead anyone to believe that he was sitting in a five star dining room, dressed to the nines, entirely formal.

  Shaking her head, Ellie smiled. “You are indecent. Just so…” she ran out of words. You cannot tell him how magnificent he is. He already has this instant power over you. In so many ways. “You are unbelievable.” There, that said much without saying anything.

  He took a bite of his beef tips and moaned.

  The sound made her entire body clench. Her eyes widened as she realized just how much power he now had. Physically at least. That little ride she took earlier had caused some shift in their relationship. Relationship? No, no. Again, getting far ahead of what was real.

  “You’re not eating?�
� he asked as he got up to pour some wine for them.

  “Oh,” she said and raised her fork up to take a bite of the potatoes, chewed and then swallowed. “Oh, delicious,” she purred.

  Halting, he turned to face her a glass in each hand. That intense grey eyed stare was back. “Yes, you are.”

  Swallowing heavily, her cheeks burned and she knew the blush had probably spread across all of her exposed skin.

  Quiet filled the room and then she finally looked up at him.

  He stood offering her wine and his fully erect cock was at high mast.

  Taking the glass from him, she gulped it down.

  He chuckled. “Go easy there, sweet Ellie,” he urged.

  Not listening to this advice, she drained the glass. Again, the liquid courage would help—she hoped.

  He nodded his head at her. “Eat…you are going to need it. I am not through with you yet.”

  Ellie froze. Through with me? Stark cold reality washed over her. But he would be through with me soon.

  Morgan sat again, with his plate on his now hard lap. “What is it?” He looked concerned.

  Ellie was not even going to tell him about her fear of when this was over. Oh, no. He needed to believe she was just in this for the night, like he probably was. “Nothing just…”

  Nudging her with his elbow, he repeated, “Eat.”

  Ellie did and after a few minutes, her plate was nearly empty.

  Taking it from her, Morgan set it back on the tray along with his own. Then he turned with the strawberries and cream. “Now for my favorite part…Dessert,” his voice purred.

  Her mouth popped open. Did he mean—

  He sat the bowl down and then took the spoon with the cream and dabbed a plop of it onto each of her nipples. “Mmm, very sweet cream,” he almost growled the words.

  Ellie gasped and stared at this man who’d just painted her breasts with confection.

  He nodded and lowered his head, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples.

  At the heat of his mouth and tongue, Ellie’s body just kicked into high gear as she could feel her moisture gushing from her folds between her thighs.