He made it sound so simple, but she recalled all too well the devastation her decision caused her. “How was I supposed to know that? I couldn’t bear it if I caused you to lose the lodge. I know how much that place means to both you and Marc.”
Jack reached over, grabbed her hand, and brought it to his lips. “Nothing means more to me than you, princess.”
“Really?” she breathed, astonished. She knew he cared, but never realized how much.
The pleased smile she turned up made him smile in return, even though he was still angry with her. “Really, but you’ll still have trouble sitting down tomorrow.”
Not even that threat could diminish her happiness, and by the time he pulled up in front of a downtown hotel and opened the door for her, her pussy had creamed with anticipation. Jack remained silent until he ushered her into a suite on the fifth floor. She barely had time to appreciate the plush surroundings before he pulled her to him and crushed his mouth to hers. Morgan kissed him back, hungry to touch him, to feel him again, her tongue dueling with his, her moans filling his mouth. By the time he pulled back, she was desperate to have him inside her.
“Get out of that hideous dress.”
He was still angry with her, but Morgan didn’t blame him. With his dark eyes on her, she stripped the dress off and stood before him in thigh-high hose, heels, a thong, and a demibra.
“I don’t want you to hide your body ever again, Morgan. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she agreed without hesitation. Right then, she’d agree to anything as long as he fucked her soon. God, she had missed him.
“You’re awfully agreeable, princess. In a hurry for something?” His eyes softened with amusement when she clenched her fists at her side.
“I admit I made a mistake, Jack, and should have told you about my parents’ threat instead of running out on you.” Reaching up, she slipped open the first button on his shirt, giving him a teasing grin. “If you’ll get naked, I’ll make it up to you.”
Jack took hold of her hands and stepped back. “As enticing as I find you like that, I want you naked. Strip and kneel face down on the bed.”
Both nervous and excited about his dictate, she obeyed before he changed his mind. Her nipples beaded into two stiff points when she removed her bra and her arousal was more than evident in the dampness coating her bare folds when she slipped off her thong. Naked, she padded to the king-size bed, crawled into the middle and knelt down, her head on her arms, her ass toward him. For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel self-conscious about her figure.
“Spread your legs wider.”
His terse command added to her excitement and made her breath catch. Silence filled the room as she knelt there exposed, vulnerable, and open to him. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until she released it with a whoosh when she heard him remove his clothes. The bed dipped when he knelt behind her, and she relished the feel of his hard thighs next to hers as his arm came under her hips and lifted her butt. Though it wasn’t unexpected, the first blow caught her unaware and made her cry out.
“Not too loud. We don’t want security up here.” Jack swatted her again, slapping her upraised ass hard, loving the bright red hue spreading over her delicate flesh. She was done pulling his strings and running roughshod over his emotions. She was his and she damn well better accept that and everything that meant, starting now. “You’re coming back to Colorado with me first thing tomorrow.”
“Yes, sir,” she cried out as he smacked her again.
“You’re going to live with me, sleep with me, and submit to me sexually.” He followed up that dictate with three more hard swats.
“Yes, Jack, master, anything,” she agreed as tears of pain, acceptance, and love slipped down her face. When his hand landed with controlled force between her legs, slapping her damp pussy, she screamed with the shocking pleasure/pain, spreading her knees further as she embraced his dominance over her.
Jack slapped her pussy again and then again, holding her hips elevated as she kept her knees spread. When her soft folds were pink and warm, he moved back to her buttocks, his hand descending with calculated swiftness until she was sobbing and begging him to fuck her.
Morgan’s ass throbbed in hot, puffy soreness by the time Jack relented and lowered her hips. She moaned, shuddering when he rubbed the flesh he had just abused, his soft strokes arousing her to a fevered pitch. When his fingers slipped down to caress her pussy then slid into her, she damn near came.
“No, Morgan,” Jack said harshly as he fucked her wet sheath with three fingers. “No orgasm for you yet.” Pulling out of her, he chuckled when she clamped around him, trying to hold his fingers inside of her. Without pause, he lifted her hips again and thrust his slick coated fingers into her ass, fingering her with ruthless, deep strokes. His cock hardened further at the sight of his fingers buried in her ass as he held her up for his use. Her soft mewling cries and the way she pushed back against him showed her acceptance and pleasure. “Does that feel good, baby?” he asked, his voice hoarse with lust, needing to hear the words as he thrust in and out of her anus, stretching her, preparing her for his possession.
“God, yes, master, so good. Please, fuck me. I can’t bear it any longer.” Her pussy wept with emptiness and need as he stretched her ass, teasing sensitive nerve endings beyond endurance and forcing her to hold back her climax. She needed him inside her first, needed to feel his possession of her before she succumbed to the pleasure. He made her wait though as he continued finger-fucking her ass until she writhed in his tight hold and begged for release.
Jack pulled out of her and grabbed the lube, liberally coating his cock before kneeling behind her, spreading her warm, red cheeks and thrusting into her prepared hole.
“Now, Morgan,” he demanded on a harsh breath, slipping one hand beneath her to tease her clit. “Come for me, now.”
Morgan could do nothing but obey as he took her ass with hard, deep strokes while his fingers milked her clit. Her hips met each thrust with trust as she bore down against his hand, adding pressure to her clit. Her climax burst upon her with the speed and heat of a firecracker, colors exploding behind her closed eyes as the wicked pleasure took over her senses, leaving her unaware of anything except the hard cock in her ass and the hard fingers clasping her clit.
Jack couldn’t hold back after feeling her release coating his hand and the tight clench of her ass around his cock. With a few more deep strokes, he came inside her, filling her with his seed and finally claiming her for his own.
The End