Catching Fire: Educating Ellie (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1)

by T. N. King

  “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.

  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 will 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.