by T. N. King
She complied instantly.
Reaching down, he grasped her panties and ripped them from her hips.
Gasping, she hadn’t expected this as the tearing sound echoed loudly in the room.
His expression was so sexy and fierce. Ellie felt a shiver.
He leaned down over her and placed a strong hand over her mound.
Ellie was already breathing heavily and he’d just gotten started.
Staring into her eyes, he whispered to her lips, “This pussy is mine.” He then plunged in three fingers.
Gasping again, she caught her breath. She almost came just from this move and his words.
“Tell me…”
Ellie panted a bit, “My pussy is y-yours,” she repeated with a stammer.
Seeming to be satisfied with this, he rose up and took his shirt off.
Ellie stared, she’d seen it before, but it had been weeks and she stared at her leisure. His sexy body was always a new one on her. So sleek, so well muscled.
He tugged on her left leg and positioned her then tied one ankle to the bed post. “I will tie one leg, but you shall always keep yourself spread eagle for me, understand?”
She nodded.
He seemed pleased by her nod. Then he stepped back.
Ellie thought she would die of anticipation. Yes, she had given herself, offered herself, but she did not know what all this would be like. Not really.
He took his pants off and disposed of his boxer briefs.
Staring at his hard, long cock, she licked her lips.
He smiled for the first time. “I have to say that your mouth may just have been the hottest, sweetest thing my cock has ever felt.”
Her chest heaved with excitement. Yes, she had determined that when she’d sucked the cum out of him that first night that he would never forget her at least—and she had been victorious at it, apparently.
He lowered his hand and gave his cock a stroke.
Her eyes were riveted to this very naughty sight. The man stroking himself while having me tied up at his mercy? She felt her juices bubble out of her pussy instantly.
He gave himself a few strokes. “You are a natural submissive. Did you know this, Ellie?”
She shook her head.
“Even now, you know not to speak, unless I say you can.” He stepped forward and knelt over her.
Gazing up at his cock, she started to squirm. God, how she wanted it…in her. Anywhere in her.
He reached out and put both hands on her breasts. He kneaded them and then pinched her nipples.
Panting, she was breathless. This would be torture. She finally realized this. She had his yummy hard silky looking cock just out of reach and he was playing with her nipples.
“Ellie,” he spoke to get her attention.
Her gaze shot up to his face.
“I want you to only look at my face.” He grinned as if he knew where her thoughts just were. “Into my eyes”
She bit at her lip.
Morgan lowered his face, grabbed her lip with his mouth, and nibbled at it. He kept up with the nipple twisting and teasing at the same time.
Her breaths were more like gasps now. She was already being driven crazy with his slow teasing. The man was wicked and she knew this already, but a tease…yes, he was. She wanted to ask him to—
He slid his hard body down between her legs.
YES! He was going to.
He slid the tip of himself up her labia then back down.
Oh! That felt so dammed good, her wetness grew. It was so—he slid up and back down again hitting her button with his tip.“Uhhh,” she let out without thinking.
He grinned at her. “Ask me what you want to.”
“Why?” she blurted out. “Why aren’t you fucking me?” she nearly yelled this.
Chuckling at her response, he kept sliding then grasped her nipples again. “I want you to need me.”
Oh, god! Need him? Need this? I do, I do! She needed him like this from day one and she’d already waited for a long time. He was messing with her on too many levels, but she did just literally hand herself over as his plaything. This thought made her even wetter. His pussy, his plaything. God dammit, it was hot! Her panting and body squirming was getting to be a problem though, as she couldn’t seem to control her actions anymore.
“Stay spread eagle.” He locked eyes with her.
She was dripping wet and panting like she was running for her life as she opened her legs wider.
He kept that smoldering gaze on her face. “In need, you are the most beautiful. Tell me what you want, Ellie,” he urged as his cock tip slid up and down over her swollen clit.
“Please?” she asked.
He kept his hot, steely gaze on hers. “Please what?”
Panting, she squirmed and raised her hips. “Please fuck me?” she begged.
He stared at her and then lowered his mouth to nibble on her nipple.
“Oh—ohh…” She was panting harder now. “Please Morgan. I need you inside me, please?” she pleaded.
He raised his head up and gazed at her. Then in one swift motion, he lowered his cock and pushed into her with one deep thrust.
Ellie screamed at the sudden filling and her body jerked as she climaxed before she even realized it.
Lowering his mouth, Morgan swallowed her cries as he pushed his tongue in and plunged with the exact same rhythm as his cock inside her. “I am going to explode inside my pussy now, as you are coming on my cock,” he groaned and shoved deep into her as he came
At the feel of her clamped around him and his heat jetting into her—her body shook as she came so hard and long—it jolted her mind. Everything spun as she felt the light going out around her.
“Ellie!”
Her eyes fluttered.
“Ellie…”
Oh, what? She opened her eyes. She was on her bed in her apartment but she was no longer tied up. Did she just dream that? She gazed up.
There he was above her.
She smiled. “Oh, hey Morgan.”
He shook his head while looking concerned.
“W-what happened?”
He let out a sigh. “I think you passed out.”
Batting her eyes, she rose up.
“No, no. Stay there,” he urged.
“I-I’m okay. I think?”
He grinned at her. “Well, there have been a few firsts with you.”
Confused, she stared at him. “What?”
“I never made a woman pass out before.”
She realized what he was saying. “Well, I have never been mastered before.”
His smile dropped. “You are perfect for me.” He lowered his lips and kissed her tenderly.
Ellie hoped this was true, he had said it before. Said he loved her. She so hoped it was the truth. Never, had she been turned inside out like this before. The man had her in more ways than one.
Ellie woke up in her bed and she gazed up at the ceiling. Last night had been monumental. She looked to the empty pillow where Morgan had lain last night. No, Ellie. He didn’t just leave and you know it. Still, she couldn’t help that her breathing had picked up and her heart pounded in her chest just a bit harder. No…he was still here. She just knew it. She let out a slow breath.
Life was good.
Real good, she thought as she rolled out of her comfy king size bed, wrapped a silky robe, and sauntered into the kitchen to find Morgan up and making breakfast. “Mmm, smells good,” she said and took a seat on the plush stool at the bar. She would not allow him to see that she had felt any fear at all. It didn’t matter. She couldn’t keep thinking like that or they would be doomed. She knew this.
“Thought I’d make breakfast before I left,” he greeted with a smile. “And after last night, I definitely owe you breakfast.”
Ellie blushed as thoughts of their hot escapades from last night filtered through her mind. One thing she loved about him was his ability to draw out her deepest, most erotic desires, and then fulfil them. Sh
e drew a breath. “Last night was something else.”
He grinned. “We’ll definitely have to pick up where we left off when I get back from New York.”
She got up of the stool as she smiled and planted a kiss on his cheek as he flipped a pancake in the skillet. “Okay,” she said, and walked back towards her bedroom. “Or, we can finish now.”
She let her robe drop to the floor leaving her completely naked as she went back into her room.
“Fuck!” She heard Morgan yell out loud before he came in right behind her. “You know I have to leave,” he said as he pushed her onto the bed and began taking his clothes off.
“This won’t take long,” she said and spread her legs.
“I think I’ve created a monster.” He smirked and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
He was already standing at attention and Ellie was more than ready when he pushed into her. “Oh, yeah,” he said and tossed his head back.
“Yes,” she agreed and threw her head back, too, wanting only to enjoy the feeling of him inside of her.
It was quick, but that was okay. She’d hate it if she let him go without satisfying her every little desire, first. She also wanted him to think about this and last night when he left her.
Morgan
He loved that Ellie had transformed into a complete sex kitten. She was hot and wanted it all the time now. She’d also given her trust to him, he would never forget last night. When she stripped and knelt down in front of him. He’d made all kinds of deals, had all kinds of women. But never had he felt more powerful and uplifted when she’d surprised the shit out of him, by just giving herself over. The thought that a woman had stunned him down to his toes was astonishing in and of itself. She’d understood it completely and submitted immediately.
If he thought he loved her before that, he’d been wrong. She did fit him perfectly. He had been afraid she would turn him down. But he could tell during their dates that she wanted him and he decided to start with the little silk tie submission, though he never expected for her first time that she would be so willing, so natural. This is why he loved her too.
He also planned more in the future. The list played in his mind. All kinds of heights he would take her to. It helped that he got off on her getting off. He knew for sure that he would never get his fill. He didn’t want to. He wanted to feel her in his arms as much as possible and he knew being away from her would probably drive him crazy again
He would definitely miss her sweet face and body while he was back at New York, but it would motivate him to finish up quick and come back to her.
He brought her wrists together up above her head and held them down with one hand, then dipped down to kiss her. “I’m going to miss you,” he said.
Ellie furrowed her brows. “Me too,” she said, before arching her back.
With his other hand, Morgan reached behind the space between her back and the bed and grabbed her ass to better guide her onto his cock. “Oh, fuck,” he said. He could feel Ellie’s inner muscles begin to tighten around his swollen cock.
“Oh, my god,” she said. “I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it,” he urged as he, too tensed. “Come for me, baby.”
“Uh!” she exclaimed and brought her hips up to meet his thrusts.
“Yeah, just like that,” he panted.
“Oh, my god!” She threw her head back and closed her eyes.
Morgan gazed down at her as she came, he loved to watch her when he made her climax. It always made him come and hard.
He buried is head in the space between her neck and her shoulder, taking in the scent of her cherry blossom shampoo, and gave in to his climax. He felt her whimpering beneath him, like she often did with a really powerful orgasm. How could he not adore her?
Long seconds went by before either one moved. Finally, Morgan slipped out of her and rolled onto his back on the bed. “No time for breakfast, now,” he said.
“I don’t know about you, but I feel satisfied,” she said from where she laid, also on her back.
“I really have created a monster,” he said to her lips. “A beautiful, irresistible monster.” He kissed her deeply. It would have to last him for a day or two. He rested his forehead against her. God, how he loved her. He then rolled off the bed and headed for the shower. Now he had to rush to get back to New York in time for the big acquisition meeting at Hunt Headquarters, but all he felt was happy.
Ellie
She hated seeing Morgan leave but at the same time, felt a tinge of excitement as he walked out the door. Her anticipation to see him again would build over the next couple of days and when he did come back, the sex would be amazing. No, she didn’t fear him not coming back. This was a whole new start, he seemed to have faced that he loved her. She still hadn’t told him she loved him. Maybe she would just up and blurt it out one night. Yes, impulsive was what he’d always said about her. She smiled to herself. It seemed to pay off big too.
She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that she only had twenty minutes to get to her first class.
“Crap!” she said, as she gathered her books and grabbed her phone then headed out the door.
College campus was only a brisk ten minute walk from her apartment, so she’d stopped driving there after the first few days because parking could be really tricky. She enjoyed walking anyway, and it would be fall soon, so the days were definitely cooling off.
As she jogged down the path to the Arts and Sciences building, she pulled her cell phone out to check the time. She had only five minutes to get to her chemistry class. As she juggled her books in an attempt to put her phone back into her jeans pocket, she neglected to pay attention to where she was going and ran right smack into someone.
“Oh, my god. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” she asked as she dropped her books.
The serious looking man with glasses and a beard gave her a stern look and dusted off his brown tweed jacket. “I seem to be fine,” he said, but didn’t offer to help her pick up her books. He adjusted his pants and went on his way while Ellie crouched down to get her things.
She was in too much of a hurry to care about his lack of manners. She gathered her things and rushed off to class. This was actually her first day at this class because she had switched from another chemistry class that conflicted with her work schedule too much and this class was offered in the mornings, so she could still pick up a night or two at the diner if she needed to, as was the case tonight. She hadn’t forgotten that she promised Joanna that she could pick up a shift tonight.
As she entered the lecture hall and took a seat, she realized that the serious looking man that she had bumped into was the class instructor! Way to go, Ellie. He’s sure to give you an F now. At least, she wasn’t late on top of the accident.
She did her best to try to brush off the incident, but as soon as the instructor looked up, he saw her and even made direct eye contact with her. It was kind of startling, so Ellie reluctantly smiled and waved.
He cleared his throat and adjusted his pants, again, then went to the podium to begin the lecture. “Before getting started,” he began, “I see a few new faces today, as can be expected this first week of school, so I will introduce myself. I am Professor William Schwartz, I have a PhD in organic chemistry with an emphasis on biological chemistry. I have taught here at the University of Pennsylvania for over twenty years, but please, don’t let that intimidate you. I am a really nice guy,” he said with a forced smile.
Ellie cringed. She was terrible with formulas, so she hoped she could at least squeak by in this class with a C. Maybe Professor Schwartz would let her do some extra credit ahead of time because she knew she’d need it. She put the negativity aside, so she could focus as he began with the lecture.
He started talking about human hormones and romantic feelings. Ellie shifted in her seat. She’d had plenty of those this morning. But thirty minutes in, she was completely fascinated.
“If hormones are responsible for men want
ing women, are men truly responsible for their own actions?”
Ellie stifled a smile as she thought about last night with Morgan. Hormones? No, him mastering her…yes.
“Something you want to share, Ms.” Professor Schwartz glanced down at the roll. “White?”
“Uh. No,” she said, and squirmed in her seat, a little. “Sorry. I was just thinking about something—else.”
“Please, do try to pay attention. This could prove to be very useful information,” he said and continued with the lecture.
Ellie bit her lip and felt herself blush. Called out on the first day of class. She’d never live that one down. She could almost see her possible C turn into a sure F. She kept her head down and tried to just make it to the end of the lecture without drawing any more attention to herself.
After the lecture was over, she grabbed her things and attempted to sneak out, but was called back by Professor Schwartz.
“Ms. White!”
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked back to see Professor Schwartz standing at the podium with her cell phone in his hand. She immediately felt her pocket to see if it was there, but it wasn’t. She walked down towards him.
“How did you get my phone?”
Schwartz peered at her from behind his glasses. “You bumped into me, remember? It fell out of your pocket when you bent to retrieve your things.” He handed it to her.
Ellie took her phone back. “I didn’t remember seeing you stop to pick anything up,” she said.
“That, Ms. White, is because you obviously do not pay attention,” he said rather snobbishly.
Then why didn’t he give it to her right there and then? She didn’t have time to ask. She thanked him and rushed off to her next class. As fascinating as his lecture was, something seemed very off about him.
The rest of her day went by fast and before she knew it, it was time to head to the diner. She’d agreed to pick up a night shift here and there to help Joanna out because she dreaded going back to her beautiful, but empty apartment. Until Morgan came back, she’d happily spend all her free time either working or at school.
