Page 37 of His Plaything (Slade, Inc.)

Connor didn't know if what he was feeling at the moment was called love or not. He wanted to give her the words, but the coldness inside his heart wouldn't allow it, at least not tonight. Maybe someday soon, Morgan. She was the best thing to happen to him, though. That meant something to Connor.

"Enough talking. I want to come in that little ass. I don't want you to forget whose it is."

He watched another of her tears hit the bed. He had never cared so much about a girl's tears before. Morgan's were different. He wanted them all. The good and the bad. She was his to protect and to claim.

"Connor?"

He started to thrust harder into her. His cock was so fucking hard, he was dying to release into her. He grunted as his hips sped up.

"I've reached the end, sweet." He fucked her harder, causing her face to bounce on the bed.

Morgan twisted a little to the side. Her arms with bound wrists came out from under her stomach. Connor grabbed the end of the tie, pulling it up and out, away from her body. She whimpered at the strain on her shoulders. This put him over the edge. His dark needs never left him. He had never questioned them before. Would he have to? Connor ignored that inner question as he pulled harder on the tie and Morgan's loud moan filled the bedroom.

Connor inhaled through his nose as he clenched his jaw tightly. He couldn't wait any longer. He dropped the end of the tie, and her arms fell to the bed. Swiftly, he pulled his cock from her pussy and pressed the tip to her small asshole.

Morgan instantly cried out, trying to squirm away from him. He wasn't going to really hurt her, but it was going to be far from pain free. He smacked her ass while commanding her. "Relax."

Her whole body tensed as he pressed his dick harder against her asshole. Connor gave her another warning swat, and this time, she exhaled shakily while letting her body go limp. Sweat ran down his face as he growled his approval.

When just the head was inside her ass, he started to come. He grunted while squeezing her hips. Morgan cried out again, and his dick jerked in her ass. He didn't shove it in any further, though. This was enough for both of them right now.

The last of his cum shot into Morgan's pink ass. His stare slid over the few spank marks and then up to her wrists. His breathing was harsh as he slipped his cock from her ass. She whined while rubbing her face into the bed. Connor slid his cock back and forth over her asshole a few times before concentrating on her arms. He swiftly untied her hands, throwing the stolen tie to the floor.

As soon as they were free, she pulled her arms under her body. Connor grabbed her by the thighs and pushed her body up further onto the bed. When just her feet were hanging off the end, he undid his belt, letting it drop to the floor, as well.

He stood over her, breathing hard. Connor put his hands on his hips, staring down at his girl. She was done, both emotionally and physically.

"So … you're rehired."

Morgan lazily rolled over onto her back. Her eyes were glassy, but her smile was real. "Yes, Mr. Slade. And I like that raise idea."

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