Ellie wondered all the way to the mansion if she should just fess up. She knew she couldn’t, but did it matter anyway? That detective knew. He knew! She saw his face, the sympathy in his eyes. And Chance Givens had hired him? This hurt worse than anything. Well, except if it’d been Morgan who’d hired him. She’d thought of Chance as sort of a friend. Especially, after they had Italian together. She had been sure he was on her side. All that talk about how he admired her. Just talk! She believed he supported her and Morgan being together. Guess he’d fooled her while all along, he probably thought she was trash and not good enough for Morgan.
So what? He’d hired the guy to catch her at cheating or trying to get money from his best friend. God, that hurt. Then what did he find? Oh, god. Oh, god. Her face flushed with heat as nausea rolled in her stomach. Her having kinky chain sex with some teacher? Her heart pounded in her ears. She was lost in misery. So, why hasn’t he told Morgan? He already told him about hiring the guy.
She had no answers and too many questions. Looking up, she realized they were already on the long driveway. She took a peek over at Morgan.
He was glancing at her as he drove and looked concerned.
She knew he was worried because of that raised brow and the tiny wrinkle on his otherwise smooth forehead. Well, shit he ought to be worried. Everything was about to blow up in their faces.
Finally, he parked the car. The doors went up and he got out. He hurried to her side and held out his hand.
Gazing up, she stared at him. The lights from the house and gardens lit up from behind him and she remembered the angel thing, as he looked the exact same way just now. The light glowing around his head like a halo. Him holding his hand out to her to help her up from the pavement where she had been laying in his arms after he saved her life.
Yes, she knew this man was no angel; he was as devilish as they come. Wicked in bed, wicked smart, sexy as hell.
Morgan shook his head and reached in to swoop her up from the car seat.
Gasping, Ellie placed her arms around his neck. I guess I took too long in not taking his hand. She sighed and pushed her face to his neck. BIG MISTAKE. His scent was so wonderful, like always. The man exuded a sensual scent. Her body was on fire and her panties became wet just from smelling his neck. Yes, she wanted him and nothing could stop that she realized now.
Then she couldn’t help it, she swiped her tongue along his tasty skin there.
Groaning, he strode up the steps. He tapped the key pad and the doubled doors opened. He strode in and hit a button on the wall and the doors closed. At the automatic doors and the whole entrance system, Morgan smiled. “See what shiny dimes can get you?” he snickered and took her up the stairs.
Ellie was simply enjoying his warmth and all things Morgan. The rumbling laugh in his chest, the warmth of his body. His deep voice. Oh, wow. Did she want him and badly.
He strode down the hall to the end and took her into his room, then on through the large floorplan and into another room.
Oh, yes the garden tub. Ellie sighed, hot water in a tub, bubbles and Morgan. If this were to be the last time they had sex, this would be the perfect place. She moved the thought away. Though, it niggled at her brain. I am going to make it the best for him, because come tomorrow, it may be over.
He set her down on a stool and turned to the tub, starting the jets.
Ellie simply sat and watched him. The way he moved. The take charge way he handled everything. Yes, she liked her independence but she also loved the way he could be.
He turned and grabbed her up.
Ellie’s thoughts were lost as he grabbed her collar and tore her barista outfit down and away from her shoulders.
He said nothing but there was a determined gleam in his steel gray eyes.
Ellie allowed him to do as he willed. She didn’t care about the damn barista outfit or anything else. She wanted to see just what he wanted, because she intended to give it to him, full on.
He tugged the skimpy outfit over her hips and then down her thighs.
She stepped out of it.
He took a step back and gazed at her.
Ellie felt her nipples harden and her pussy clenching. Oh, god, how does he do that? Make me hot by just looking at me?
He smiled, tugged his shirt up and off, then his dress pants. He wore black briefs and they were filled up with his hardened cock. Curling his finger at her, he raised a brow.
Ellie eagerly stepped forward.
Swooping her up, he swung her over to the tub and set her into the warm water. Next, he poured bubbles in.
Ellie sighed and leaned back. Yes, this was what she needed.
“This is just what you need,” he spoke for the first time here in the tub room, repeating her exact thoughts.
Nodding, she stared at him. All abs, hard body, tapered waist powerful thighs and…
He shucked off his briefs.
…that beautiful cock.
Ellie licked her lips. “Mmm…” She moaned.
His cock twitched at the sound and hardened before her eyes. He reached down and took it in hand to give it a sexy stroke.
She loved it when he did that, it was just so sensual and so erotic. Ellie hitched her thighs together and felt her pussy clench painfully. “I want…” she whimpered.
Morgan raised a brow at her. “And you shall have.” He climbed in and pulled her up on his lap, her back to him.
Ellie was panting hard in pure anticipation.
He set her straight down on his cock and lowered her all the way. Filled up, she gasped. He reached around and played with her nipples while seated inside her.
She squirmed. “Oh, move please?”
He ignored her and lowered his mouth to her neck sucking on her skin. Then he lowered one hand to her wet slit.
Opening her legs some, she allowed him access.
He stroked her button with his finger, sucked on her neck and played with a nipple.
Moaning, she was breathless. The man had skill and his hot mouth made her skin tingle. He fills me so well. I haven’t done a thing and I am almost there already.
He lifted his hips and plunged deeper inside.
Gasping for air, she felt him touch her deep. “Oh, Morgan…” Her body shuddered.
He grabbed her hips and raised her up, then down, harder and harder.
She felt his cock so well, as he went deep. Panting, she was helpless in her ecstasy. “Oh fuck…”
He laughed. “Yes, you will be well fucked. I am taking care of you.”
Dizzy with heat, she tried to laugh but couldn’t as he plunged up again. “Oh-Ohhhh,” she yelled.
“Come for me baby. Come on my cock like a good little girl. I know you love it, give me that cum.”
His dirty talk always unhinged her.
“Ahhh!” she screamed.
“Yes, yes, give it to me,” he ordered as he fucked her with a fierce pace.
Her body convulsed as she came hard.
He held her as she slumped over like a damn limp, wet noodle. She expected him to come now.
Instead, he placed his arms around her and embraced her.
Surprised, she raised her head up as he sat with her on his still hard cock. “Morgan?”
He groaned. “Stay still. Let me enjoy this, sweet Ellie.”
Ellie wanted him to have what he just gave her. “But you didn’t—?”
“I'll,” he replied.
Morgan simply wanted to stay buried inside her forever. He reveled in the way she made him feel. The power he felt when she whimpered and moaned. When she came it almost undid him, but he wanted this to last, he had missed her like crazy and it had only been two days.
Ellie stood up and turned to face him, then lowered herself down and her pussy sucked his cock in. She started to move her hips up and down over his swelling member.
He winced. “I had wanted to just stay in you.”
“You are, but why waste such a perfectly hard cock?”
He gazed up at her. Her eyes were luminous, full of—love? He wondered. She’d never said it. He had, a while back and honestly, he never regretted it, because it had been true. Hell, it was still true. Her sliding increased and all thoughts went out of his head.
“I love your cock,” she whispered to his lips when she downslided to be level with his mouth.
“Yes?” he asked breathlessly.
Nodding, she moaned as he filled her. “So satiny, thick and fits me so…” Ellie slid down heavily on him and again, whispered to his lips, “Come inside me, Morgan. Give me that heat. I can always feel your cum, burning me up.”
Her words were like flames licking at his insides. He always talked dirty to her, but she was surpassing that skill. He swelled and exploded in her like she’d asked. Growling, he took her mouth and grabbed her tongue sucking on it as he came.
Her pussy tightened on him like a vise and it enhanced his climax.
Tilting her head back, she moaned his name long and loud as she came again, “Mooorrrgannn…”
Holding onto her arching body, he watched her. It was the sexiest god dammed thing, he’d ever heard or ever seen. He pulled her back to him and kissed her neck. “God, you're perfect.”
Her body tensed up and she turned her head away. “No, I am not.”
He stared at her and pulled her head back to face him.
Her eyes were full of tears.
“What is it, Babe? You can talk to me. You know that, don’t you?”
She bit at her lip and looked around at the large bathroom, her eyes lighting on different areas and she even scanned the ceiling.
“Ellie what is it?” he asked. This behavior wasn’t at all like her.
She finally seemed to relax. “I think I’m hungry?”
He shook his head. “Dammit, I’m sorry. I forgot to feed you. I just ate you up first.”
She grabbed his cheeks and stared into her eyes. “You’re good for me.” She gazed down at their still joined bodies. “Look how you have filled me up.”
Morgan raised a brow at her as he laughed and raised her hips, pulling her off. “Yes, and I shall do it again. But first I feed you.” He soaped her up and shampooed her hair. Massaging her scalp.
She kept moaning at the way his fingers moved on her head.
He felt himself getting hard again. “Ellie?”
She sighed with pleasure. “Yes, Morgan?”
“Please stop with that sound or I'll fuck you again.”
She halted and giggled. “You say that like it is a bad thing.”
He laughed with her as he rinsed her hair out. “It is a very…” He put his mouth next to her ear. “Very bad thing and one I shall repeat over and over. I can’t get enough of you Ellie White.”
Her body trembled and he hardened even more. “Dammit, if we keep this up, we will never get out of this tub!”
Laughing, she reached around and grabbed his hardening cock.
He flinched. “I need to feed you.”
“I could suck on you then you will be feeding me.”
At the naughty image she’d put into his head, his body shuddered. “Damn, when did you turn into this sex goddess?”
Ellie stilled in his arms.
“What?” he asked when he realized she had let go of gripping him.
“N-nothing. I suppose I should eat and I am tired.”
He drew his brows together at her sudden mood shift. “Okay.” He raised her up.
Ellie stood and bubbles sluiced over her creamy skin. She turned around and gazed down at him.
He sat mesmerized peering up at her as the bubbly soap rolled down over her breasts and down her belly.
“Morgan?” she asked.
He stared and was hard as a rock. “Dammit, babe,” he muttered as he rose up while water splashed out onto the marble floor and grabbed her cheeks with both hands to kiss her.
Ellie melted in his arms as he kissed her long and deep. He wanted to take her again, everywhere in this house. Mark every room with their sex, her moans, his growls. Leaving an imprint throughout their new home.
Finally raising his head and disengaging from her luscious lips. He smiled at her and lifted her out of the tub.
She pouted as she tried to draw a breath. “You sure can kiss, Mr. Hunt.”
He smirked. “It is not the kissing itself. It is who I am kissing that makes it perfect.”
Ellie stared at him as he toweled her off. “I-I think I lo…” Her voice trailed away.
Morgan halted and dropped the towel. “What?”
Shaking her head, she sighed. “I think I better eat.”
He knew what she’d almost said. He knew she had wanted to say it. What was holding her back? His newest scandal? Or was it something else? The thing that had her acting so off? Morgan sighed and scooped her up. “Off to the bed and I shall serve you supper.”
“Oh, are we gonna eat on the bed while naked, Mr. Hunt?”
He slowed his stride. “Dammit Ellie, why is it when you call me that, I get the worst hard on?”
Ellie laughed.