by T. N. King
Morgan moved to the other nipple then at the same time, lowered his fingers and plunged two inside of her wet pussy. He growled to her breast as he sucked on them.
His movements became more and more rough. As this happened, so did Ellie’s panting and lust. She reveled in it.
He stopped to grab a strawberry, then pushed it to her lips, his eyes nearly glowing with heat in the low light. “Open,” his one word demand came out in almost a whisper.
Ellie instantly did as he ordered.
He pushed in the strawberry then latched onto it with his mouth
Ellie couldn’t help it, she giggled.
He grinned at her then took a bite as she did. He pulled away and grabbed the cream spoon again. “Now, your turn for dessert.”
She titled her head and watched the spoon in his strong hand as he waved it up then down back and forth. From some heretofore hidden depth of her imagination, she knew where she wanted it to be. Reaching out, she grabbed the spoon.
Morgan looked surprised for a moment.
Ellie now moved it up and down, then across.
“Are you going to bless me, or fuck me,” he quipped.
Ellie froze again and looked up into his eyes. Time for that courage and to show him, she could play too. She lowered her gaze and the spoon dropping the cream right onto the tip of his cock. Then she bravely gazed back up at him.
His eyes bored into hers. “Are you sure you want that kind of dessert?” Again, he raised that dark brow at her.
NO! Her mind screamed. She had almost no experience with giving a blow job.
Her expression must have given her sudden fear away as he took her face in his hands. “Ellie?”
She gulped heavily, then whispered, “I would l-like to try it?”
He stared into her eyes and his widened a bit. “You mean you have never…?”
Nodding, she bit at her lip.
He reached a finger out and pulled her lip from her teeth. “I am rock hard at the very thought.”
His voice rumbled through her. Yes, now she could blow his mind, so to speak, she smiled, her fear leaving suddenly. She lowered her head to his very erect cock.
“I will guide you,” he whispered. “You will need to let go and allow me to direct you.”
Nodding, she got on her knees on the bed and lowered her lips, sticking her tongue out, she took a swipe of cream.
Morgan’s whole body shook at the slight lick. “Dammit, how can that be so powerful and so dammed sweet at the same time?”
She knew he wasn’t addressing her with the question, so she remained silent. It did embolden her though, this made him hot, and she would make sure it made me even hotter.
Morgan took her hair with both hands. Then lowered her closer.
Here I go, she thought and opened her mouth to encompass the head of him.
He gasped audibly. “Dammit,” he hissed.
Ellie knew she had him and she wanted to become even bolder. She wanted him to remember this after he left her in the dust of his limo. She hollowed her cheeks, then sank her mouth and throat as far down his immense length as she could. NO! Do not gag! Do not—
He tugged her head back up by her hair. “Easy, girl, easy…”
Her body trembled as she realized this act had caused heat to flow through her, she clenched her thighs together. This was sexy and hot. How come she’d never—?
Morgan guided her mouth back down over his length.
Ellie took the plunge, so to speak and sucked on him, she allowed his tip to enter her throat and felt proud when she did not gag. I can do this! She then tasted some fluid that slipped out of him. Her pussy clenched at the flavor, salty and sweet as the cream still lingered. Oh, god this might make me come! Amazement flooded her senses as she panted through her nose.
Now, Morgan took control and used her mouth like he’s used her pussy earlier, guiding her up and down over him. He growled again.
The growl set her on fire and she moaned in her throat.
His guiding halted. “So, you like this, do you?”
Of course, she could not actually answer, so she nodded. She sure as hell did. If he kept up with the plunging, she would climax.
As if he knew her heightened state, he said, “No, I want you to come when I do, come as you drink me.”
Holy shit! He’d just verbally placed the explicit image into her mind. Her body curled with desire and heat as she shook.
He chuckled a bit. “So sensitive to everything. So god dammed sweet,” he purred again.
Dammit, he needed to stop talking too. She was too susceptible to it, his words, his—
“You like it when I fuck your mouth, don’t you?” he asked in that purr.
Again, she shuddered as he held her over his dick.
Then he forced her head back down, slowly then back up. “Yes, that feels so good.”
Her pussy clenched again.
Morgan kept up a slow pace and groaned again. “Your hot mouth fits me, just like your pussy.”
Her body again flinched at the dirty talk coming from that sexy mouth of his.
He now picked up the pace as he used her mouth to fuck his dick.
Her body grew more and more out of control as she let go and just tasted and felt him in her mouth. She was going to come and soon.
“Yes...” He groaned again.
His cock hardened in her mouth and she tasted him again. The flavor burst in her mouth. He was coming in her mouth and she climaxed with a moan humming along his dick.
“Shit!” he swore and kept her head down as he came into her throat.
Ellie was panting hard and swallowing his essence as her cum flowed between her thighs. Wow, oh wow! Her body shook badly and she whimpered.
“Look at me Ellie,” he demanded.
Her eyes rose up, as her mouth remained wrapped around him.
“Beautiful, Your mouth full of me, my cum painting those sweet lips of yours,” he whispered.
Ohhh, it was the sexiest, dirtiest thing he may have said so far and her orgasm had been a ride to heaven too. Who would have ever thunk such a thing? Amazed, she sighed.
He raised her head up off him with a pop. Then he smiled. “For a beginner, you sure as hell aced that!” He laughed a little. Raising her up to him, he pulled them both to the head of the bed. “You came too, just from blowing me. I never had to even stimulate you. Perfect. Just perfect.”
Ellie could only nod. She was now rendered speechless. Yes, it had been perfect. The whole night had been. How come she never knew sucking a man off was so freakin’ hot? Her breathing was finally leveling out and she rested her head on his muscled chest. After a few minutes of listening to his strong heartbeat, she fell to sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ellie woke up and rolled over to find that Morgan had gotten up already. She sat up and saw him getting dressed. She glanced at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was barely 5 a.m. “Are you going somewhere?” she asked.
Morgan turned around as he knotted his tie. “Yeah. I have some urgent business back in New York. I gotta head back.”
“Oh,” she said and looked around. “Well, when will you be back?”
“Um. Not sure,” he replied in a distracted tone and sat on a chair in the corner to put his shoes on. “I’ve really been neglecting things lately.”
Ellie furrowed her brows. “Okay, well, should I expect you sometime this week?” she asked with a slight smile. She hadn’t really considered that he lived and worked in New York, and this might be a long distance relationship after all.
He hesitated. “Um. Not sure about that,” he answered, avoiding eye contact.
Had she gotten last night all wrong? Yes, she again forgot it might just be one night. She sat up, pulled the sheets around her naked body and frowned. “I don’t understand.”
Morgan stood and grabbed his wristwatch from the dresser. “Ellie, you can stay here as long as you like. Treat yourself to a day at the spa, even. It wil
l all be billed to my account. There’s no need for you to leave right away.”
“I don’t need a day at the spa,” she said, tension noticeable in her voice.
Morgan approached her and sat on the bed next to her. He looked straight ahead, as he spoke, “Look, last night was great, but, I’ve got to get back to work, okay.”
Ellie lurched as a horrible feeling spread out from the pit of her stomach. She did know this already, so why did she feel like this? Reality was such a bitch. Just keep yourself together in front of him, Ellie. You have that left, defense is the best offense. She suddenly only wanted for him to leave so she could yell and scream.
Morgan took a deep breath. He then sighed before standing and kissing her on the forehead as an afterthought. Without even so much as one of his signature, award winning smiles, he left, leaving Ellie confused, hurt, and all alone.
Morgan
His drive back to New York was a sobering one. Last night was like being on ecstasy—he completely gave in to his deepest desires and Ellie totally fulfilled them. And then he broke her heart. He grimaced as he gripped the wheel.
He couldn’t even remember his reasoning for thinking that he needed to trick her like that. Sure, Ellie occupied a lot of his time but she kept doing so, even now and he knew she would continue to do so. Why? He’d thought once he had her, got his fill then he would be done and back to his old self.
Goddammit! Because he loved her. He beat the steering wheel and shook his head. Why did he think he could just slake his lust on her and be done? If anything, it only made him want her more.
“Fuck!”
He pulled over to the side of the highway, leaned his head back in his seat, and pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. As the realization of what an ass he’d just been came crashing down on him, he knew he’d have to make it right. He only hoped that Ellie would take him back.
He pulled his cell phone out and called his assistant back in New York. “Yeah. It’s me. Cancel my appointments,” he said when she answered.
“But sir, you have an important meeting today with the Helix Group,” she advised.
“Cancel it. Better yet, get Chance to cover for me. He’s been dying for the opportunity. And…” he hesitated. “I’m going to need you to do some research for me, today. I’ll need a listing of available apartments in the area, and local universities. Send me the current status of the Hunt Industries Scholarship Fund. I’ll need to you be on call for me today. I have a very important project in mind.”
Morgan ended the call and made a U-turn. He now headed back to Philadelphia to go car shopping. If he couldn’t convince Ellie to take him back, he’d at least see to it that she had everything she needed in order to be successful. It was the least he could do.
Ellie
After essentially being dumped early this morning by Morgan, Ellie took a bus back to her apartment and crawled into her own bed to indulge in a few hours of self-pity and loathing. How could she have been so naïve to think that a sexy guy like him would want anything more from her than just sex? She was flattered that he thought her to be that hot, but sickened that she’d just given herself over, all while thinking it would be fine and she’d known that he might just dump her afterward. So, why did she react like this? She knew better, or so she’d told herself. Worst of all, her heart ached because despite knowing all that, she still had feelings for Morgan.
She sighed.
She dreaded going in to work tonight. Joanna would ask her how her date with Morgan went, and she’d be forced to tell her that the guy she thought was genuinely nice, actually turned out to be the worst. She felt so stupid. How could she not have seen right through him all along? He had planned to fuck her and leave her. Like a conquest. She fought a war within herself. She really shouldn’t feel so hurt, she’d known there was possibility of this. Just—well, he had seemed so nice, then the sex? Then the things he said about them being perfect together. Mind blowing was the words she came away with.
He was good in bed and in most of his deeds. That’s why she felt the loss so deeply, despite saying to herself she’d gone into it with her eyes open. Stupid, stupid girl. Even after finding out he only intended to have sex with her, she found it hard to admit that she felt regret over sleeping with him. She didn’t feel any regret at all about this. He’d been amazing and managed to unlock her deepest desires so easily.
“God!”
She rolled over in her bed and grabbed the pillow next to her. If at least he’d have been awful in bed, she might not feel so bad, but he’d been wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. Commanding, yet allowing her to take the lead when she’d felt brave enough to do so. He’d opened up a window inside her and she saw herself more clearly than ever in her life. This went deeper than the sex. Deep as she’d ever gone with a guy.
“Stop it, Ellie!” She beat the pillow. “No more of this nonsense, okay?”
She shot up out of bed and headed into the shower. It was almost noon and she had a ton of things to do before work. She wasn’t going to allow herself to mope around all day long anymore. A man wasn’t worth it, even an angel who’d grabbed her up from a fire, only to plunge her into another kind of fire. She should learn from her mistakes, and she promised herself to never fall for a charmer like him again.
When she did go into work that evening, Joanna inevitably asked her how it went. Realizing that she didn’t need to get into specifics, she just told Joanna that it was a nice dinner, and that was it, but this shorthand information only made her want to pry some more. Luckily, the dinner rush was just about to start and she could avoid Joanna’s questions, at least for a while. That was until Morgan actually showed up.
Morgan
He knew when he showed up at Ellie’s work, not to expect the best reception. In fact, he was prepared and willing to accept the worst kind of reception from her, but he needed to make things right. He had to let her know that he was wrong. He did have feelings for her, after all. He was a fool for not realizing it sooner. He would take whatever she threw at him because he knew now that he couldn’t live without her. He’d been so amazed at the sex they had, the power she made him feel. He’d had women before, but none fit him so well, in so many ways. He then tried to conceal this fact from himself. Tried to get back on the path of well….I have had her, now I am done with her.
No, his heart got caught up in it. He realized when he’d plucked her from that fire…was the moment when the fire almost caught up with him. It even now, it licked at him like a teasing flame as he stared at the petite Ellie even when her stare was a cold as ice. Those bright powder blue eyes, so round in her sweet porcelain face. That chocolate hair swirling around her cheeks. He also knew if he stepped closer, he would be able to smell her sweet scent. Oh, it may have bee shampoo, or body wash, but he knew better, when he’s tasted her close up, he found she had this scent that enticed him, made him rock hard as if he had no control over his response to her. When had that ever happened in his life? NEVER. That what’s when. He loved women and left them. As simple as that.
Though this? Whatever this was—wasn’t simple at all.
When he came in through the diner door, she stood behind the counter brewing a fresh pot of coffee. Then when she looked up and their eyes clashed, she quickly turned her gaze away from his.
He knew he need to do as always and meet this head on, Morgan went straight up to her. “Ellie, please, we need to talk.”
“Oh, I think we spoke enough already. I don’t have anything more to say to you.”
Determined, Morgan insisted, “Look, I want to apologize for this morning. I was an idiot.” Dammit, had she gotten even cuter when she was mad? It turned him on as well. He wanted to grab her up and show her who was in control. God! She brought the beast out in him. The Dom, he always knew he was. He also knew he might just be insane to be standing here in a diner in downtown Philly trying to get his girl back, when all she’d done was mess with his life.
; Ellie dropped her hands to her side and looked at him. “No argument there,” she said. Referring to him acting like an idiot.
He offered her a brilliant, but solemn smile. “I miss you. Can we please just talk about it?”
Ellie looked lost for a second as if she didn’t understand, she then gazed around and saw Joanna and the other two waitresses staring. “Fine. I get out at eight,” she said. “You can come back, then.”
Morgan let out a sigh of relief and said, “Actually, I have some things that I need to finish up online. I’ll just wait, if that’s okay with you?”
“Suit yourself,” Ellie said, giving Morgan the impression that she wouldn’t be so easy to charm this time around.
That was okay, because he had a backup plan. He could close this deal too. He’d just never thought it would be a deal involving his heart. How could he have fooled himself like that? No matter, his foolishness was over.
He found an empty table in Ellie’s section by the window and set himself up with his laptop.
Ellie
She tried to focus back on her other tables, but found it impossible with Morgan watching her every move. To make matters worse, Joanna had informed Sue about Morgan being the anonymous donor who’d got the diner back in working order so fast. This information only made Sue want to know why he was here now, and why Ellie looked so upset about it.
“It’s a long story,” Ellie tried to tell Sue in the hopes that she would get the hint and drop it. But it was a pretty slow night after the dinner rush, so there was plenty of time to kill. Realizing that it would be best if she got her version of the story, first, she caught Sue up to speed with only the pertinent parts.
At the very least, it distracted her from the fact that Morgan was here. While it was a surprise to see him, she was still mad at him for the way he just thought he could dispose of her. But she’d known he might, right? Still, he could have handled it a lot better. She tried not to cut him any slack. She’d already given him far too much and now that she had, it had somehow made her feel more confident. How odd was that? He’d given her new strength while at the same time insulting her? Regardless, he was here now and it had to mean something. Ellie fought hard to try and ignore this fact. She remembered her promise to herself from earlier. She wouldn’t fall for his sweet talk again. She needed to realize he had just walked away after that amazing night they both had. After saying they were so perfect together?
