Ellie shook all over as she peered through the limo window. Panicked, she slid across the seat and tapped the console. “Edward!”
“Yes, ma’am?” he replied instantly.
“Do you see that man two cars over?”
A minute went by and then he answered, “No, ma’am, you mean over to our right?”
“Yes, he’s…” She slid back to the window and peered out. “…gone?”
“Was he threatening in any way?” Edward asked.
Threatening? Fuck yes. His very presence is threatening. “Umm, no.” She grasped her tight chest. “I-I’m sorry to have bothered you.”
“No bother, Miss White at all. No worries, you are safe in this car.”
Safe? Ellie thought. She then gazed around the garage. Not if he’s who I think he is.
Hillborn was now at the elevator, just standing there, as if he’d been waiting for her to see him. He waved and then went to the stairs and disappeared.
It was him!
Ellie was entirely panicked now. What should she do? Why was he here? Her hands shook. She tried to pass it off. It couldn’t have been him. But he seemed to know her and it sure as hell looked like him. Oh, god. And what was he doing here in New York at Hunt Industries of all places? She needed to talk to Chance. He was the last person to see him.
The door opened and she slid all the way over while gasping.
“Ellie?” Morgan looked concerned.
“Oh, oh, it’s you Morgan.”
“Yes, I called Edward to unlock the door. Why are you scared and looking like you’ve seen a ghost?”
Ellie laughed but wanted to cry at the same time. “Funny—you should say that!”
Morgan got in.
The limo pulled out and turned down through the lower levels.
Morgan grabbed Ellie up. “What is it?”
“N-nothing, really.”
Embracing her tightly, he smoothed his hand over her back. “I’m so sorry about that mob. You didn’t need any upset while you are recuperating.”
Ellie soaked in his warmth and the scent of him. She felt calmer now. Should she tell him? He seemed to be so happy with her and everything, except the press thing. And she didn’t want to remind him about Hillborn. It was the last thing they needed. They’d talked all that out and she especially wanted it left in the past. But would Hillborn stay in the past? If that were him, he would be right here in the now.
Then there was the same factor as before. Morgan killing him. Or almost, if someone could even stop him. She knew this for sure. If Morgan ever caught sight of him, he would injure the man badly at best scenario.
“Ellie?” he asked and pulled back to look at her face. “What is it, Sweetness?”
Ellie paused. No more secrets wasn’t that what they’d agreed on or admitted in one of their talks? That type of behavior had caused them the most trouble. “I thought I saw…” Her voice faded away.
“Saw?”
“H-hillborn.”
His expression changed to an iron hard look. “Where?”
“I-in the parking garage.”
Morgan looked like he was about explode.
“Morgan?”
He focused on her face and his expression softened.
“But I only thought it was him. It wasn’t,” she added hastily.
He raised a brow. “Ellie, you have been through a lot but you are also the bravest, most sensible woman I have ever known. Even with all that you’ve been through, I still think you know what’s what, babe.” He hugged her tighter. “I’ll ask Chance to look into this.”
“O-okay, but Morgan. I do not want you to—to…”
“What?”
“To kill him and go to prison. I can’t lose you, not even for that reason.”
He pulled back and looked at her. “I can’t promise what I’ll do if I see him.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.”
“I won’t allow us to be separated. Don’t worry. I will just hurt him a bit, okay? Like just enough to put him into traction and not a coffin.”
Ellie stared at his serious face as he let a smile slip over those yummy looking lips of his. She laughed.
He grasped her face and kissed her.
Ellie melted into him and for a few wonderful moments, they just rode along and kissed breathlessly.
The limo stopped and Morgan pulled his lips away.
Ellie grunted as she grabbed his shirt collar, yanking him back to her mouth and kissing him soundly. Then she released him.
“Aggressive? I think I like it.” He grinned. Reaching over, he tapped the console. “Edward, go and have a meal, some coffee and even some dessert.”
“Yes, sir.”
Ellie stared at him.
He paused a moment as he smoothed his fingers down her face.
“Morgan?”
He traced her neck, while licking his lips and staring at her mouth. “Mmm?”
“What are we doing now?”
“Well, we will be going shopping in a while.”
“In a while?’ she asked.
“Mm-hmm, but first I’ve decided that you haven’t come enough today.”
Ellie’s eyes rounded as he unbuttoned her blouse, reached in and pulled her breast out of her bra, then the other one.
“Oh!” she gasped and gazed around.
“Tinted windows, babe,” he whispered as he thumbed her nipples.
Her body shivered and she grew wet in her panties.
Reaching under her skirt, he slipped his finger into her now wet panties. “Wet for me already?” He stroked her clit back and forth.
“Duh, the second you first kissed me,” she whispered back as she rolled her eyes.
He chuckled. “Well get ready, cause I’m going to have you gushing into those panties. I intend to ruin them completely.” He plunged a finger in and pinched a nipple.
“Oh, Morgan…” Her body was instantly on fire.
He then kissed her shoving his tongue into her mouth.
Ellie was turned on immediately.
Pulling his mouth away, he whispered, “Fuck my fingers Ellie.” He shoved two more in. “Up on your knees and I want to see you fuck them hard.”
Ellie gushed some more at his naughty instructions as she complied.
“I’m going to watch that sweet face as you come,” he said in warning.
Ellie was panting hard as she raised up.
Morgan turned his hand and adjusted himself, so he could watch her. He reached up and positioned her tits over the bra. “There… just like I like them, sticking out and ready to be played with.” He leaned forward and bit at one with his teeth as he stroked inside her with his fingers.
Ellie was so turned on by his sensual moves and nasty talk as she raised up a bit then shoved herself down on his three fingers. “Hmmm,” she moaned.
“Yes, that’s my girl. Fuck them good,” he urged in that deep sexy voice.
Ellie did so, up and down.
As she would go down, he would shove his fingers up. “You want it deeper? Take what I give you.” He shoved them up high.
“Ahh,” she let out helplessly.
“That’s it, fuck my fingers.” He then reached up and tweaked a nipple hard.
Gasping, her body gave a little spasm.
“Beautiful, just beautiful.” He tweaked the other one and thumbed her clit. “You like this?”
She panted and nodded. “Y-yes, so much,” she answered breathlessly as she gyrated on his hand.
“My nasty girl, yes…” He plunged his fingers up as she got wetter and wetter.
“O-oh, Morgan…Unh.”
“Come on my fingers, babe, let me feel you gush for me.”
“Unh…ohhh!” she yelled out as he tweaked, pumped and thumbed her relentlessly. He played her body like an instrument and it had no choice but to sing for him.
“I-I—Ohhhh.” She came hard on his fingers. She was gasping for air.
“Yeah…you are a fucking goddess, Ellie.” He pulled her forward and kissed her as she came. Holding her with his arm around her waist and with his fingers inside her.
The man gave no mercy when they had sex and she loved every minute of it. She was addicted to Morgan Hunt. Lost to him. It was too late to run now. Too late to change her mind and ever leave him. She was his in every sense of the word.
Her body convulsed as he sucked on her tongue and she ruined her panties, just like he promised.