"Relax, kitten,” he said seductively. He might have said that because he had noticed how stiff I had become. I felt how his cork filled my walls and stretched them, making them full, but he stared down at me, not moving. I thought he would start thrusting in and out of me roughly without abandon. It was not as if I was anticipating his rough thrusts, but how he was staring down at me made me uncomfortable.“My woman deserves full pleasure, and damn, you are so tight I want to pound in and out of you so bad. I want to really move up and down, sideways, round and round inside you until your pussy takes the shape of my dick. But I want you to be ready for me. I want you to be wet for me, so breathe, relax.” His voice was husky and soothing, with a hypnotic edge to it. I felt myself relaxing a little bit as his words were so graphic I had begun to imagine those scenarios and how it would feel if he decided to go through with it. It didn't help that his cork was still inside my pussy.He
Morgan's POV Looking at her face as she glared at me and tried to shove me off her, I grinned at her weak attempts to push me off her and allowed her to win, getting up and giving her little space before we continued where we left off. If she thought we were done, she was very wrong. I intended to leave a mark of her in every corner of my house, and we were just beginning. I bent down to carry her into the bathroom so that we could soak in the bathtub and make her relax before we continued, but when I tried to go near her, she backed away from me, looking at me with anger. What the hell was going on with her? Didn't she enjoy it? She had just declared she was mine. “Are you crazy? Why did you cum inside me? What if I get pregnant?” “What is wrong with getting pregnant? It would be great if we have a mini kitten who looks like you.” I said, not understanding why she was looking so angry. I could feed hundreds of children if she gave birth to them. What was she worried about? “Who
I lay on my side as I stared at the peaceful sleeping face of my kitten. She looked so docile and innocent as she slept, with no hints of how feisty she was when she was awake. I had expected to be so tired and fall asleep after what we did, but I was filled with so much excitement that she was finally my woman to even feel sleepy. I don't remember the last time I experienced such happiness... Such pleasure that I felt like telling the whole world that she was finally mine. Damn, I even want to marry her as early as tomorrow morning. But knowing my fiery little kitten's temper, I'm sure she would be very mad at me when she wakes up, right? But could you blame me? I had never expected to lose control; she was just too sweet and addictive, and she wouldn't stop moaning my name, making me want to give her everything within me. She was too intoxicating for her own good. “Ouch… Morgan, you beast... It hurts,” Alexa whimpered, she was mumbling in her sleep. I smiled at her words, shaki
Hello lovely readers, this chapter is Morgan's POV for the previous chapter. Enjoy! MORGAN'S POV It stared at the sleeping beauty who was still in bed and not showing any signs of waking up. I had asked Peter to bring me some pain-relieving and soothing essential oils suitable for bathing. After my little kitten wakes up, I will prepare a warm bath for her to relax her muscles. I sat beside her on the bed, finally planning to catch up on some sleep, when I saw her moving and tried to stretch, but she let out a slow breath accompanied by a hissing sound. My heart ached knowing I caused her to feel pain. “You are finally awake,” I said, and I smiled gently at her. ‘No matter how angry she got and threw a tantrum, I won't get angry. I should understand her.’ I said in my mind. But seeing how she was glaring at me with so much anger on her face that showed hints of pain, she seemed to be blaming me. I softened my tone even more and asked gently, “Are you still in pain?” But she just
True to his words, after I had my release, Morgan just cleaned me up and sent me back to bed. He didn't do anything else, which was very surprising because he said he couldn't get enough of me. Ugh! Whatever, it's not as if I was anticipating having sex with him again. I was going crazy as I sat on the bed alone. He had gone out to get me some breakfast. Morgan seemed to be serious about me being his woman, but would he feel the same way if he knew about my condition? I might not even live up to a year considering I had no idea how my treatment would go. He seemed to want something long-term, so I should not give him hope, right? But wait, why am I even thinking so seriously about this? I just came to Ivory City to have fun, and one month is already gone. I just have two months left to enjoy my vacation and go for my treatment. Meeting Morgan was a mistake, and so is whatever is going on between us. It would be better to stay away from Morgan; the earlier I draw a clear line betwee
JESSICA’S POV I gritted my teeth in anger as I looked at the scene before me. Morgan was in the driver's seat with that bitch Alexa seated in the passenger seat. When did they become so close that she was even spending the night at his main residence? When Scott had told me about Alexa Jones and I decided to investigate her, I had found out she was the heiress of the Jones family in Millennium City in Country A and a divorcee. But I didn't take his words seriously due to that new mall project in Millennium City that was won by Jones Corp. Had it not been for Morgan breaking his cousin's hand because of a Miss Jones who said Morgan was her man and Morgan deciding to teach him and his friends a lesson, it would have been too late. I have to pay a visit to the old master; I must tell him about Morgan's relationship with a divorced woman. Knowing him, that bitch is in for a rollercoaster ride. ~~~ The main Wright mansion, “You didn't have to bring me all these gifts; the fact that
Morgan looked very displeased, his face as cold as ice. He naturally took a seat on the lone couch next to the old master. “I have already made the wedding invitation for Jessica; since you so badly want her to be married in this family, I will let your wish come true,” Morgan said leisurely, making my heart skip a beat. My eyes widened in disbelief and surprise. What caused this sudden change and agreeableness in Morgan? Did he have a quarrel with that slut and see her for who she was? The old master sat in his seat and didn't say anything; he looked like he was deep in thought. “Grandfather, now that Morgan has finally agreed, should we put together the guest list and go call Miss Rosette to come and take our measurements for the wedding costumes?” I voiced out demurely, acting as if I didn't want to be jumping up and down right now. Miss Rosette was the best fashion designer in Ivory City. “What about putting cousin Joshua's name as the groom? The wedding could proceed in about
Morgan's POV I stood in the parking lot of the main Wright mansion and took a final glance at the majestic building before entering the car. I picked up the documents on the seat and decided to look through them before going to my next meeting. I raised my chin from the documents and looked at the rearview mirror, replaying everything that just happened a few moments ago in my mind. “There's a spy amongst us who has been leaking information to my grandfather; find out who it is and report it to me,” I said to Enzo, who was doubling as my driver for today. “Yes boss,” I already had an inkling to whom it might be; it seems I would be visiting the torture chambers soon. My mind drifted to Alexa; what will she be doing by now? I was already missing her. “You are in love with her,” my grandfather's words kept replaying in my mind. The idea of love used to be so foreign to me; it was something I didn't think I could be capable of feeling. From my childhood until now, I've been taugh