MORGAN'S POV I stiffened at her closeness to me, but that didn't stop the warmth I felt from her body spreading to mine and making me feel things I had not felt in 16 years. It was like an electric current coursing through my veins and making me feel warm and fuzzy. In the last 16 years of my life, apart from being allergic to women, my illness has brought me an intense feeling of coldness. No matter what I did, I could cover myself with the heaviest duvets, and even if I was in a room that had a heater on in it, I still felt cold. Later, I just made it so that wherever I was, the air conditioning would always be on full blast. The cold never bothered me anyway. But the more I held this petite being in my arms, I felt as if she was fire and I was ice. She was making me feel warm and hot all over and melting all the ice within me. I looked at her bare back and flawless smooth skin, and my eyes followed down to reach the low V-cut of her dress; the V part was just above her buttock
“You don't have to worry yourself with that, Mr. Morgan; I won't be marrying you.” She hissed, her voice full of her previous confidence, and turned to leave. “That's rich coming from you. You are not my type.” I scoffed and grinned at her, earning a glare from her in return. I didn't know why I felt like pushing her buttons so that she would spend more time with me, even if we would only be arguing. I didn't want her to leave. And right now, she is living up to each of my expectations. Such an angry little thing she was. She had reached the door but stopped in her tracks, her eyes spewing fire, and scoffed, “Not your type?” She repeated, her voice shrill, with disbelief written all over her face. I could tell she was obviously not used to this kind of treatment. And then, as if she remembered a great comeback that would agonize me, she smiled and looked at me as if she knew all my secrets. “I know Mr. Morgan's type in that area perfectly well; I'm not surprised.” She snickered, he
ALEXA'S POV *** 2 hours earlier ***My heart beat wildly in my chest as I felt his hands wrap around my waist and pull me closer to him. The warning bells went off in my head, fearing what he planned on doing to me. “Let go of me, you pervert,” I said, trying to wriggle out of his lap. Wasn't he gay? Elise said the man hated women the most, but why was he so touchy with me? ‘Should I test his sexual orientation?’ A naughty idea popped into my head, and I deliberately shifted uncomfortably on his laps, rubbing my butt on the flesh in between his legs. “Sit quietly and don't provoke me,” he said, his voice sounding husky and hoarse, making me instinctively go limp in his arms. “I will ask the questions, and you will give me the answers, and you will tell me the truth. Nothing but the truth.” His voice was dangerously low, sending shivers down my spine, and when he brushed his lips against my ears, all of my senses went haywire, making me nod my head reflexively in succession like a c
I found Elise in the hallway after I got off the elevator. “Where were you?” She asked unexpectedly, making me fumble for a reasonable excuse. “I … I'm, I was...” “Why would you give your purse to the waiter to bring to me? I couldn't even call you because your phone was in the purse.” Elise said, interrupting me. That bastard! Did he have to give my purse to a waiter? He knew I was in his suite under his instructions; shouldn't he have given it to me personally? “Oh, I didn't want to lose it, so I gave it to a waiter to bring to you. I saw someone familiar, so I followed them up to check. You know how curious I can be. Turned out to be a stranger,” I said, laughing awkwardly to cover my unease. “Really?” Elise asked skeptically. “Yeah, why would I lie?” I asked, my voice sounding an octave higher than I intended. “Are you sure? You look uneasy. Did something happen?” Elise probed again. “It's late; let's go home. We’ve had too much fun already,” I said, changing the subject, p
*** A week later ***After impulsively adding a new bucket list, I realized being a femme fatale is not as easy as it seems, and seducing Morgan was even more difficult, but instead of me backing out, I was too stubborn for my own good. I mean, I can only seduce the man if I can see him, right? But after investigating his schedule for the past week, there seemed to be no option for me to “coincidentally” meet him, and it's not like I could go to Wright Corporation and barge into his office and seduce him. ‘Should I just admit defeat? No way!’ I'm Alexa Jones; Morgan Wright will pay attention to me! Or not? Ah, I pulled my hair in frustration when a call from my phone interrupted me. I saw William's name flickering on my screen. I had left all matters regarding Jones Corp. into Williams capable hands and told him not to call me about official matters unless it was absolutely necessary. I picked up the call after the second ring. “Good morning, Alexa, How are you? I hope I didn't cal
"Hey, are you okay?” I asked worriedly, realizing how he was leaning on me, making me nearly trip over my own feet because of how heavy he was and how his grip on me was getting tighter. He had moved his grip from my arm, and his arms were now around my waist with his head leaning on my shoulder, making our position look awkward but very intimate. Elise just stood at the side, staring wide eyed at the scene in front of her. “Call an ambulance; I think he is having an allergic response to something.” I said to Elise and heard the restrained voice of Morgan breath out seven words with difficulty: “I'm... fine… No ambulance. You are medicine.” Morgan spoke weakly, his voice sounding constrained. "No, you are not fine. You really look bad and need to go to the hospital,” I said, knowing I couldn't bear his weight for much longer. Were we going to keep standing here in this position? And what did he mean by me being medicine? “Let's get into the elevator,” said a voice behind me. The p
I woke up in an awkward position, feeling hot all over my body. I ran a hand through my hair and realized Alexa was lying on my chest, making me remember what led to this situation. I had gone for an inspection at the mall when a female sales manager who was walking by my side and briefing me on the sales progress of the newly released skin care line carelessly brushed her fingers on my arm, making me flee from there on the spot. But after I spotted Alexa through the glass and took slow steps towards her with all my might before the inevitable happened, I came to the realization that seeing her and the thought of having her body next to mine could even hypnotize my brain to slow down the pace of my allergy response. She was simply my miracle pill. Alexa slept soundly on my chest, with her head beneath my chin and my hands wrapped around her waist. I looked down at the petite woman with her smooth face and thick eyelashes that were casting a shadow on her face. She looked so peaceful
ALEXA'S POV The next morning,The incessant ringing jolted me awake from my sleep. Who was phoning so early in the morning and won't stop when I don't answer? I got out of bed and walked to the vanity table to get my phone, which was lying on it. The phone stopped ringing just as I reached for it. There were about 22 missed calls from Elise, making me remember the events from yesterday. I blushed as I remembered the kiss Morgan and I shared. I didn't know a kiss could be so alluring and wild, compelling me to forget how to breathe and sucking out all the air in me, leaving me breathless. I remembered how nice he had been to me at the restaurant while we were eating, heaping so much food on my plate that I was unable to finish it all. And then a call came halfway through the meal, and he reverted back to his 1000 year old stoic face. I don't know what kind of news he received that turned the warm atmosphere to freezing cold within seconds, and then he left abruptly, asking his chau
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her. He groaned in pleasure and continued his onslaught, fucking the daylights out of her. Jessica was a moaning mess and was asking for more. His one was fisted into her hair and grabbing a fistful of it, and his other hand was pressed onto her back and kept her in place, riding her roughly and thrusting in and out with no hint of gentleness. “Yes fuck! Such a good slut! Your slutty pussy grips me so well,” Scott moaned out in pleasure as he got close to his orgasm. His groans increased, and his breathing also became heavier as he went in and out of her faster and faster, plunging deeper wit
Author POV When Alexa woke up, it was late in the afternoon. She knew Morgan would have left by now. She stretched her sore body and saw the obvious lovemaking marks on her body and blushed at the memory of Morgan and her having the best sex of her life on the deck of the yacht. Under the dark night sky, their naked bodies molded as one, and the feeling was so intense that the heat that kept intensifying within their tangled bodies felt nothing against the cold sea breeze. She saw a bouquet of red roses on the side of the bed, and her smile widened as she walked towards it. “When did he prepare all of these?” She mumbled to herself and took a whiff of the fragrant flowers, smiling from ear to ear. Seeing a note sticking out, she pulled it out and read the words out loud. “Wait for me, Kitten, and don't forget to miss me. The card is yours. It's unlimited, just like my love for you. - MW” Alexa blushed at how cheesy he sounded, and she noticed the black card tucked between the bloo
Author's POV Alexa smiled contentedly, breathing in the salty air of the beach as she and Morgan walked side by side along the beach with their fingers intertwined. They were walking barefoot on the sand, and the gentle waves brushed against their feet. After leaving the amusement park, they had gone for a cruise in one of the yachts Morgan owned. The yacht was huge, and both its exterior and interior design were top-notch; it screamed timeless luxury. It had a range of deck spaces for relaxation and entertainment and about fifteen spacious rooms with their private bathrooms, and it even had a hot tub to top it off. They had had their dinner on the yacht and had an intimate time in the hot tub. After that, Morgan suggested coming ashore to walk along the beach and just enjoy the night as the sky blended into the endless blue sea. She did not know the sea looked so beautiful at night. She couldn't help but notice how thoughtful Morgan had been the entire day. It made her think of t
Author's POV Morgan carried Alexa into the bedroom and gently placed her on her feet. “Wait here for me; I will just take off my suit and help you clean up,” he said and proceeded into the closet without Alexa’s response. She blushed in embarrassment when her brain processed what he had just said. Did he want to help her bathe? She was still daydreaming when Morgan approached her, twirled and tied up her pigtails, making them into a bun on each side of her hair, and then he proceeded to take off her apron and begin to unbutton her shirt. Alexa held his hand in reflex, her face as red as a tomato. 'It was broad daylight, and he was going about undressing and touching her like that.' “I... I can do it myself,” she stammered flusteredly. Morgan raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a mischievous smirk on his face. “What are you shy of? I've seen everything already,” he said domineeringly with a devious grin on his face before tugging on her clothes slightly, making her fall on
Author's POV After sitting in the back seat of his car, he directed the chauffeur to take him to the mansion on the outskirts of the city where he had taken Alexa. He had built that place to show to Yvvone 16 years ago. Yvonne was someone who likes quiet places. She had always expressed how she wished she could raise a family with him and their children away from the hustle and bustle in the city. He had been planning to bring her there to propose to her on their 1st anniversary, only for that incident to happen. "Sir, I don't think the trip can be pushed back again; your presence is needed for everything to go on as planned,” Enzo said, disrupting Morgan from his thoughts. He was aware that he had been delaying his trip to Italy multiple times because of Alexa; he would have loved to take her along with him, but he knew she wouldn't agree. Besides, he couldn't take Alexa along to most of the meetings he would be attending due to some of the subjects they would be discussin
Author's POV The main Wright mansion, The maids who were doing their normal housekeeping chores couldn't help but freeze in their movements, their lively chatter dying down and bowing their heads in respect. The old master was not feeling so well, and he had retired to his room, so some of them had been chattering away and had even forgotten to behave. Everything happened like a scene in a movie that was being shown in slow motion. The heavy doors had been pushed open, and it was followed by a gust of chilly air. It was as if winter itself accompanied his presence, plunging the mansion into an eerie silence. It was so quiet that only his crisp and confident footsteps could be heard. Even though his footsteps were light, to them it felt as if they were the loud drums that were played in ancient times before an execution took place. With his perfectly tailored suit flawlessly hugging his body that was as tall as a pine tree, added with his physique and bulging biceps that even
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa had thought her first time tasting a cock in her life would make her stomach churn or that she would retch out her guts, but instead, she felt her mouth become watery as her saliva began to flow. His grunts of approval combined with his masculine scent and the taste of his cock gave rise to an overwhelming desire within her. The feeling of his cock moving back and forth between her lips was such a turn-on and oddly satisfying. She had thought she would chicken out within a few seconds, but everything felt so exciting for her that she even allowed her mouth to be slightly ajar so that she could swirl her tongue around his cock. This action of hers made him shudder in response as he groaned in pleasure, making his hold on her head tighten. He plunged his cock deeper into her mouth until it hit her throat, making her gag. She looked up at him through her lashes,
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa held her breath in anticipation of what he would do next. But she didn't expect him to brush his thumb on her inner thighs in slow strokes and not get to the main spot, and even though she knew it had just been a few seconds ago when he started, it felt like it was forever already when his fingers continued to stroke the same spot over and over again. Before she knew what she was doing, she had impatiently grabbed his hand and placed it directly on her already throbbing pussy. When he looked up at her with a feigned surprise look on his face and tried to take his hand away, she clamped her legs together to trap his hand between that spot between her legs. She began to grind her legs together for more friction and gasped at how good it felt. She didn't know she could be this shameless and wanton. This was what happened when he refused to use those damn fi
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Morgan held both of Alexa's hands above her head and continued to kiss her with wild passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting every nook and cranny, sucking and nibbling on her sweet lips that tasted like aged fine wine that he was getting drunk in. Alexa, on the other hand, was going crazy with the need that was rising in her body. Why was he only kissing her and not touching her? Mind you, it wasn't because she wasn't enjoying the kiss. No, no, that was far from it because whatever he was doing with his tongue in her mouth as they exchanged their saliva was already making her feel weak in the knees. But she wanted more. For fucks sakes, she wanted his hands on her skin, touching her and making her feel good. She also wanted to touch him too and feel his abs and scorching hot skin underneath her fingers. When they finally broke away from the kiss,