Page 32 of His Plaything (Slade, Inc.)

Chapter Twenty-Five

Connor picked up Morgan and threw her over his shoulder. She started kicking her legs. He would have smiled then if he wasn't so pissed off. He walked straight to his car, ignoring her protests. This was for her own good, anyway. And it was for his sanity. If he had to watch her talk to another man for one more second, he would have fought every last man in that bar.

When they reached his car, the rain was starting to pick up. He slid her off his shoulder and opened the passenger door. Her face was perfectly stunned with a bit of desire shadowing it. Even if she wouldn't admit it, Morgan wanted this.

"Connor, you can't just throw any girl you want into your car."

He pulled her toward the open door. The tie around her wrists had a bit of excess at the end. He quickly pulled on it, causing her to bend at the waist. "I'm not kidnapping any girl. I'm kidnapping my girl."

Her eyes told him all he needed to know. She was fighting him, but she wanted this more than anything else. Morgan wanted to be claimed. Connor effortlessly picked her up, sliding her into the passenger seat. He quickly shut the door and sprinted around to the driver side.

The second he was in his car, Connor reached across her body, grabbing the end of the tie. In a few seconds, it was tied to the handle high on the doorframe. He started the engine as she tested her restraint. Morgan squirmed in his seat, and her soft whimpers were making his cock harden.

"Do I need to grab my rope and gag from the trunk?" He was only half joking. He gave her a wicked smirk as he threw his car into drive.

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"Mr. Slade … Connor. I'm serious. Let me go. My hands are starting to go numb."

"I'm serious, too. I will pull over right now and grab the gag from my trunk."

Morgan sighed as a small, crooked frown pulled on her lips. She should be angrier with him, she knew that. Morgan also knew that she wanted him badly. Was she playing right into his hands? Was Connor just toying with her and Shay? She was starting to hate herself a little now.

Morgan felt just as she thought she would as they pulled into Connor's driveway. She was in awe, but she also felt like a princess. A kidnapped and tied up princess, but still a princess. Morgan was slightly irritated at the way he had busted into the club and how he had started a fight, but if she was honest with herself, she loved him a bit more for it, too.

None of this changed the fact that he had cheated on her with Shay. Did he now realize that he wanted Morgan more? Should that make her feel wonderful or dirty? The rain was coming down even harder now, making strange but beautiful music on the top of the car.

"All right, love. Now, we can get to the bottom of things."

"Connor, I still don't like this."

"Huh." It wasn't a question. It was a "don't care".

She thought about complaining or even yelling at him, but her heart still wanted to see where this was going.

Connor pushed the button in his car and his garage door slowly went up. As she suspected, his garage was immaculate. No messes. He put the car in park and quickly turned off the engine. She waited for him to explain things further, but he didn't. He exited the car and came around to her side.

Connor opened her door, and she pulled on the tie still holding her arms high. Her shoulders were now sore. She twisted in her seat, letting her legs hang out of the car.

"Now, Ms. White." He started to untie her wrists from the doorframe but not from each other. "You will listen to me, and I will set things straight."

"What if I don't believe you?" Morgan stood up and took a step away from the car just before he slammed the door shut.

A menacing but playful smile tugged at his lips. "Then you will be tied up until you do."

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