Her skin felt warm and she sighed. Oh, that feels soo good. Sighing, she smiled. Hands roamed over her…hot hands, skilled hands. Morgan’s hands. Ellie’s eyes popped open.
Morgan’s head was bent as he watched his hands glide over her skin. He held a damp cloth rubbing it along her torso and down over her hip.
He’s bathing me? It took a full minute for her to realize they were in her hospital room. She watched his expression. It was full of love and tenderness. His usual stern CEO hard look was entirely absent and it its place, was an expression she’d never remembered seeing on his handsome face before.
If anything ever convinced her of his love for her…this would be it. She laid there and soaked up his attentions. The fact that she’d told him she loved him, had put her entirely in his hands. He could hurt her worse than ever before. To make herself so vulnerable to him—well, she’d been terrified to do it for a couple of months now. If he started to clam up again. Keep things to himself, she would know that she’d made a mistake.
The thing was…she did love him, had been in love with him for months. Now, she was at his mercy, or rather her heart was. But hadn’t it always been so, since that first night at the Hunt Hotel? It seemed like years ago. Ellie sure enjoyed watching him without his knowledge
Dunking the cloth into the water again, he rang it out. Then he rolled it up along her thigh. He got to the apex of her mound and halted. Licking his lips, he then glided past it. He traced it along her other thigh. Then turned and rinsed it again.
Ellie kept her eyelids barely cracked as she didn’t want to halt this scene for all the world.
He raised the cloth up and over her breasts.
Ellie’s breath hitched as he caressed her nipple with the cloth. Desperately, she tried to remain as still as she could, but his touch and the hungry look on his face did things to her insides.
He lowered his head and dropped the cloth. With his fingers, he spread her folds and latched onto her button with his hot mouth.
Gasping, her body jolted as she raised up. Her gaze shot down to spot his gray eyes focused on her face. Her body shook. “You knew I was awake?”
Hungrily, Morgan sucked on her clit and didn’t answer.
Ellie flopped back down and squirmed at his licking and sucking. “Ohhh.” She felt her juices flowing out as he thoroughly ravaged her with his mouth and tongue.
He smirked as he raised his head. “Of course, I knew. I wouldn’t take advantage of a poor unconscious woman. Then again, I was tempted to.” He then lowered his hot mouth and blew on her sensitive button that was throbbing like crazy.
“M-Morgan…” she whimpered.
“You will come in my mouth Ellie,” he commanded as he licked and sucked then plunged a strong finger into her now soaked pussy. He finger fucked her as he sucked on her.
“Ahhh,” she let out helplessly as she panted.
He growled against her mound and sucked harder. Simultaneously, he reached up and tweaked a nipple sternly.
The small pain along with the pleasure had her coming instantly. She gushed and covered her mouth to keep from screaming out.
He lapped at her while she came, slurping and feasting like he couldn’t get enough.
“Ohh, ohhh,” she groaned as her body shuddered. “Mercy, mercy…” she pleaded.
He gave her one more, long, thorough lick. “That was delicious and I think I’ll make it a tradition to do this after you wake up every morning.” He raised that steel like gaze up at her. “Make you come into my mouth,” he purred at her.
Just his tone and the look in his eyes made her tremble again.
He eased up into the bed and laid next to her spooning her close to his warm shirtless chest.
Ellie had no words. How could she be so lucky? This man just got better and better as time went by. Yes, he’d made mistakes, but he always tried hard not to repeat them. She’d made mistakes too, along the way. It would be a dream to just let him take care of her. And she would for a bit, until she was back to being well.
They laid there for a long while with no words, just spooning as he held her in his large arms.
“Ellie?”
“Mmm?” she replied sleepily.
“I want you to be with me at all times.”
Ellie opened her eyes.
“I know you want to keep going to school and you can. Online. I refuse to leave you again.”
Ellie’s throat swelled shut, she knew he’d worried about her but this? She didn’t know how to respond.
“I’ll quit the company if you refuse.”
Ellie’s eyes rounded. “What?”
“You heard me. If you won’t go with me, I will stay with you wherever you are.”
She turned around to face him. “You can’t do that, Morgan!”
“I will. Cause I won’t go through that again. Not if I can help it. I need to keep you by my side. With me.”
Ellie was stunned. This was a bit much. The accident had scared him is all. He would calm down in a couple of days. “It will be okay, Morgan.”
“No it won’t, if we separate. No one is going to take you from me, do you hear?” he nearly growled the words as he gazed into her eyes. “I realize now why I hesitated at first, after we met. Why I ran away.”
Ellie held very still.
“I loved you that first night. I knew it deep down. You were perfect for me in every way and I tried to hide from that fact, tried to tell myself that you were just another bedroom conquest. But on some level, I knew if I kept seeing you, I would fall hard.”
Ellie grew breathless. This man had never shared the real reason why he’d fucked up early in their relationship. When they’d had such mind-blowing sex and he just brushed her off the next morning.
“And I did fall hard. I never told you what it was like when I’d thought I lost you that first time when you left and I found out what that freak had done to you.”
Ellie felt so nervous and excited. My god, he’s really opening up to me. I never thought he would. She was afraid to say anything.
“I tore up a whole hotel suite at Hunt.”
Ellie sucked in a deep breath.
“Yes, every wall, every piece of glass in that room. I ripped the place apart. I literally went insane. All I could hear was your whimpering from that tape. Hurt, helpless and afraid. All I knew was that I had failed you and I felt like I would never get you back.”
Ellie felt tears slip from her eyes.
He grabbed her tight. “If I lost you, I would just go insane. Become a mindless raging monster.”
Ellie swiped her eyes. “That is ridic—”
He pulled her closer. “Do you know where I was when you were here at this hospital?”
She shook her head.
“In an asylum.”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
He nodded. “I won’t go into who put me there. But after I was released, I realized that is where I’ll go if you—if anything happened to—the thing is… When this doctor started asking if I had attacked people, destroyed public property, tried to commit suicide…” He looked away. “I suddenly realized I had done all those things and…” He looked back at her. “Each time was when I’d thought I’d lost you.”
“Suicide?”
He sighed. “Okay, I was drunk. I admit, but it was a bad drunk. I’d chickened out and left you in New York after the ball. Chance came, cussed me out for being a dumbass and tossed me into my pool.”
“Yeah, but that isn’t—”
“I sank, Ellie. I wanted to die. I simply sank and was content to drown.”
Placing her hands over her mouth, she gasped.
“Chance dove in and dragged my sorry ass out. Then told me if I didn’t go and get you, he would.”
Ellie was stunned to say the least. She reached a hand out to touch his face.
He grasped it and kissed her palm. “So, you see, it is up to you whether I survive or not.”
Ellie shook her head. He couldn’t be serious.
“I mean it. You have to stay with me. Travel with me. You can even do something like set my appointments keep my schedule, or anything you wish to do but you have to stay by my side.” He gazed into her eyes and did not blink.
Ellie was entirely speechless. He was serious about this. He really believed it.
He hugged her to his body. “Promise me, babe?”
“I-I…”
“Please? I don’t ever want to go through that kind of pain or misery again. For me, Ellie?”
Ellie started to cry at the plea in his voice. He loved her more than she ever thought possible. Maybe this fear and insecurity he felt over losing her would wear off if she agreed. “Yes, Morgan. I will stay with you.”
He nuzzled her neck. “I’ll keep you happy and safe. You will see.”
Snuggling up close to him, she hid her tears from him. She never realized how affected he’d been when things had gone wrong for them. She never knew about it. “Well, what more could a girl want?”
Morgan chuckled and kissed her forehead. “I will give you the world, Ellie White.”
“I don’t want the world, Morgan Hunt. I only need you.”
The next day, they released Ellie.
Morgan decided to take her to his house in Lake Placid. It was about time she saw it, stayed there and enjoyed it.
The limo pulled up to the release area at the private hospital.
Morgan pushed her out in the wheelchair as she argued with him all the way down about not needing a damn wheelchair.
“I mean I can walk.” She pouted as he pushed her along.
“Too bad, it’s hospital policy and as your personal nurse, I agree.” He smirked.
“Personal…” she faltered. “Now Morgan. You’re going a bit far with this nurse stuff.”
He wheeled her across the pavement outside. “No I’m not. I have instructions for your eye drops, your times to rest your eyes, your salve for your cuts, medication—”
“Oh, my god!” she griped. “I’m fine and I don’t need all that.”
“Again, too bad.” He chuckled.
“Something tells me you like being in charge and having me helpless, a bit too much.”
Morgan lowered his mouth to her ear. “Damn right, I am. I want to keep you that way for all time, in fact.”
Ellie shivered at his sexy whispering in her ear.
He laughed. “I finally have you where I want you,” he stated proudly as he stood.
“Oh?”
He scooped her up from the chair and into his strong hold. “Yep. In my life, my arms, in my house and in my bed.”
Ellie rolled her eyes. “I have enabled a fiend.”
“You sure have.” He set her down on the soft leather seat in the limo. Then he slid in and closed the door.
Ellie grinned at him. He looked so happy like a little boy with a new toy. Her smile almost faltered. ‘You are just his sex toy, his plaything.’
“Ellie?” he asked as he caressed her cheek in concern.
Shaking her head, she smiled. “So what is this house like?”
He shrugged. “Just a home.”
Rolling her eyes, she scoffed, “Yeah like Mockingbird is just a shack.”
Chuckling, he amended his previous answer, “Okay so, this one is a bit bigger.”
Ellie kept smiling but thought about just how big it could be. “And you have lived there alone?”
He looked over at her with a shocked expression. “Yes. How else? No one has ever lived there but me.” He glanced up then tapped the console. “My house in Lake Placid, Edward.”
“Edward is out today.” The inner window came down.
“Chance?” Morgan asked in confusion.
“Yep, it’s me, doorman, service dog, chauffeur.”
Ellie laughed. “Well, I think I like you as a service dog the best.”
Chance beamed at her. “I have lots of time, terror, misery and anxiety invested in the two of you. I wanted to be here when it all turned out well.” He raised his chin. “I think I deserve at least that much.”
Morgan shook his head.
Ellie leaned forward and put out her hand.
Chance looked confused.
Nodding at him to take her hand, Ellie smiled.
He took her hand.
“You have been loyal, steadfast and there in every crisis. You have saved Morgan’s’ life, my life and you are my hero.”
Chance’s mouth popped open.
Morgan sat very still, then nodded. “Yeah, what she said.”
Chance swung his stunned gaze to his best friend. Then shut his mouth. “That’s my line.” He sniffed and looked as if he might actually shed a tear.
Morgan laughed. “Yeah and what a clever one it was. In fact, I had forgotten to tell Ellie the two felons in the hoosegow story.”
Chance gasped. “You are to never bring that up again!”
Morgan was laughing. “The ex con, Chance Givens. Better not cross him or he may hit you with his Rolex!”
Ellie looked back and forth between them. “What?”
Turning forward, Chance cleared his throat and smartly rolled the inner window up.
Morgan was chuckling. “You should have seen it, Ellie.”
She looked utterly lost. “You two were in jail?”
He nodded. “They thought we had kidnapped and assaulted you.”
Her face paled. “What?”
He suddenly lost his smile. “You looked abused, Ellie. In that room, all bruised, your knuckles cut up, blood on your clothes…” He swallowed heavily and looked out through the window, avoiding her gaze.
Ellie scooted closer to him and laid her head on his shoulder. “Morgan, none of that was your doing.”
His body grew rigid. “The fuck it wasn’t.” He turned to look at her. “I had Chance set those detectives after you.”
Her eyes widened. “You?”
He nodded. “While I was being all high and mighty trouncing Daphne at the board meeting…you were being run off the road by our guys!” He clenched his fists. “You were only there on that freeway in the first fucking place because I never warned you about that damn merger with the Yearwoods. And Daphne came in and tried to tear us apart.”
“Things happen, Morgan. God, you can’t control everything.”
He turned and grabbed her up. “I can control if you’re safe or not and I won’t make that mistake again.” He then lowered his mouth and kissed her hard.
Ellie wound her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against his hard chest.
Groaning, he pulled away. “If Chance wasn’t driving, you would be getting fucked this very second.”
Ellie bit at her lip as she trembled.
Morgan lowered his face to hers. “I seem to want you every minute of the damn day. Just expect to get fucked by me…daily.”
Ellie kept trembling as her breathing sped up.
Morgan chuckled. “You are still so damn cute. You’re even blushing.”
“Stop that!” she giggled. “Teasing me.”
“Who’s teasing? You may get fucked three times a day for all you know?”
Ellie laughed loudly.
Chance’s voice came in over the speaker, “I hear too much laughter back there. So, you’d better not be telling her the Playboy one and two thing.”
Morgan paused then pressed the button. “No, and mind your own damn business, Playboy number two. But in fact, I was just getting started with telling that story.”
“Now Morg—”
Morgan put him on mute and turned to Ellie. “So, we get released and we have to get our effects. The cop pulls out this huge envelope and drops out the contents onto his desk—”
The car stopped with a jerk.
Both Ellie and Morgan slid forward.
“Dammit Chance!” Morgan held Ellie, so she wouldn’t hit the floor.
Ellie busted out into laughter.