His Plaything (Slade, Inc. Book 2)
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"I need more."
"Fine, I'll give you a raise."
Morgan couldn't tell if he was kidding or not. Connor then walked around behind her. Her panties were soon being pulled down to her bound ankles. She pressed her feet into the floor, trying to move up the bed. It did very little.
Connor's hands were running up over her ass.
"Sir, I don't mean money. I need more from you."
His hands parted her lower ass cheeks, opening her pussy lips some. Morgan moaned when she felt the head of his hard cock against her pussy. He released her ass and gripped her hips. Connor very slowly pressed his dick into her.
Morgan whimpered loudly, and he echoed it with a growl. How fitting. He needs to be in me for this conversation. Morgan wasn't offended by this. In fact, she felt more secure in their relationship as he started to casually thrust in and out of her cunt.
"Morgan, you have me. I realized when you quit that I need you more than ever. That is all I can give you right now."
His hips started to speed up, and his cock was slamming a bit harder into her.
"Ah," she groaned. The words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat. Connor squeezed her hips harder, and Morgan lost a bit of herself. Tears started to fall from her eyes, wetting the bed.
He sped up even faster as he grunted. Morgan closed her eyes, just loving his touches as he continued. She had no hope of leaving him. She was in his trap. She knew it like she knew her own name.
"I want you to climax for me. Those are for me and me alone." Connor slowed his hips just a little as he reached under her body.
He pressed his fingers against her clit. She was closer than she thought she was to that orgasm. Connor rapidly rubbed her engorged button, and she felt it building.
"Sir." Her voice was soft as a few more tears wet the bed. Right before her orgasm started to unfurl, the words came. "I'm falling in love."
He didn't slow or stop his cock or his fingers as her orgasm began to spike. Morgan rubbed her chest harder against the bed as it ran down her legs. She whimpered as it continued for several wonderful seconds. It gradually faded away. She turned and buried her face into the bed, panting wildly. Connor removed his hand from her clit and started to rub her ass.
Her spirit felt heavy and free, simultaneously. She was glad her words were said, but he hadn't answered her. What is he thinking? With his cock still deep inside her, Connor leaned forward. His chest pressed against her back.
"You don't know what that means to me, Morgan. I can't say it back … not yet. I hope you understand."
He reached out and wiped some of her hair away from her face. Morgan slowly turned her head to the side. She didn't try to hide the fact that tears stained her cheek.
Connor's voice seemed strained now. "You are the best thing that has happened to me. I can fully admit that. I just need you to be patient with me."
"I understand, and I will." Morgan was being completely honest. She knew what kind of man he was when this started. She couldn't expect him to turn into a mushy, hearts and rainbow type guy. She didn't want that, anyway.
He leaned back as he spoke again. This time, his tone was more relaxed. "I won't stray. If I want out, I'll be up front with you. I hope that's something."
She didn't answer with words but simply nodded. It did mean something to her. She hoped that his confession would calm more of her insecurities about their relationship. And yes, it felt much more like a relationship now.
Connor gently and slowly slipped his cock in and out while softly squeezing her shoulder. A slow smile pulled on Morgan's lips. This was his way of saying he did love her, she thought. A warmth filled her chest. More tears ran down her cheek, but they were a little happier now. She simply nodded again, hoping he understood her feelings.
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Connor didn't know if what he was feeling at the moment was called love or not. He wanted to give her the words, but the coldness inside his heart wouldn't allow it, at least not tonight. Maybe someday soon, Morgan. She was the best thing to happen to him, though. That meant something to Connor.
"Enough talking. I want to come in that little ass. I don't want you to forget whose it is."
He watched another of her tears hit the bed. He had never cared so much about a girl's tears before. Morgan's were different. He wanted them all. The good and the bad. She was his to protect and to claim.
"Connor?"
He started to thrust harder into her. His cock was so fucking hard, he was dying to release into her. He grunted as his hips sped up.
"I've reached the end, sweet." He fucked her harder, causing her face to bounce on the bed.
Morgan twisted a little to the side. Her arms with bound wrists came out from under her stomach. Connor grabbed the end of the tie, pulling it up and out, away from her body. She whimpered at the strain on her shoulders. This put him over the edge. His dark needs never left him. He had never questioned them before. Would he have to? Connor ignored that inner question as he pulled harder on the tie and Morgan's loud moan filled the bedroom.
Connor inhaled through his nose as he clenched his jaw tightly. He couldn't wait any longer. He dropped the end of the tie, and her arms fell to the bed. Swiftly, he pulled his cock from her pussy and pressed the tip to her small asshole.
Morgan instantly cried out, trying to squirm away from him. He wasn't going to really hurt her, but it was going to be far from pain free. He smacked her ass while commanding her. "Relax."
Her whole body tensed as he pressed his dick harder against her asshole. Connor gave her another warning swat, and this time, she exhaled shakily while letting her body go limp. Sweat ran down his face as he growled his approval.
When just the head was inside her ass, he started to come. He grunted while squeezing her hips. Morgan cried out again, and his dick jerked in her ass. He didn't shove it in any further, though. This was enough for both of them right now.
The last of his cum shot into Morgan's pink ass. His stare slid over the few spank marks and then up to her wrists. His breathing was harsh as he slipped his cock from her ass. She whined while rubbing her face into the bed. Connor slid his cock back and forth over her asshole a few times before concentrating on her arms. He swiftly untied her hands, throwing the stolen tie to the floor.
As soon as they were free, she pulled her arms under her body. Connor grabbed her by the thighs and pushed her body up further onto the bed. When just her feet were hanging off the end, he undid his belt, letting it drop to the floor, as well.
He stood over her, breathing hard. Connor put his hands on his hips, staring down at his girl. She was done, both emotionally and physically.
"So … you're rehired."
Morgan lazily rolled over onto her back. Her eyes were glassy, but her smile was real. "Yes, Mr. Slade. And I like that raise idea."
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Morgan pulled the blanket up, closer to her chin. Emotions and recent events were swarming her mind. The overall feeling, though, was contentment. Even if he couldn't give her an "I love you" just yet, he was giving her what she needed.
Just then, he proved it in an uncomplicated way. Connor entered his bedroom, carrying two mugs. Steam came off both as he walked toward her. He looked so fucking hot in merely his boxer briefs. And he's mine.
Morgan smiled up at him while reaching out for her mug. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Tea for the lady, coffee for the stud."
She giggled lightly as he walked around to the other side of the bed. Connor set down his mug and climbed into bed. She was well aware that he was less than comfortable with this "normal" time. Morgan could feel his stress level rising the longer she stayed at his home, the longer she stayed in his bed. She wouldn't push him too far tonight. There would be plenty of time for that later.
"Don't worry. You can take me back to my car tonight." She took a sip of her hot tea.
At first, he looked relieved, but his expression gradually slipped into discontent.
"No. It's late. I'll take you to your car in the morning. Besides, it's been a while since I had a daybreak fuck. You're on the clock." His smirk was mesmerizing.
She returned the crooked grin. "If you say so." Morgan took another sip. "So, I suspect you need to hire a new receptionist. You know, I could fill that position."
Connor took a drink before setting back down his mug. "Oh, no. That desk is way too far away from my office. You know I need my plaything closer than that." He reached out and squeezed her thigh through the blanket.
Morgan gasped. His squeeze was harder than a normal, playful squeeze. "All right!"
He exhaled, letting up on her leg. "Pet, if you don't mind, I think I'll go to my study and do some work."
Morgan had a strong feeling that he just needed space. He wasn't used to a woman in his bed all night. "That's fine. I'm pretty tired. You don't mind if I just lie here, do you?"
He squeezed her leg again but much softer. "No."
He stood from the bed, grabbing his mug, and started toward the door before she stopped him. "Can I have input on who you hire for the receptionist position?"
Connor paused for several seconds before turning around to face her. His eyes danced as a twisted grin lifted his perfect lips. "No."
"Connor." She tilted her head to the side, trying to hide her smile.
"Now, rest. It's only a few hours until daybreak."
The End
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