Her Master at Last - Page 28

“Then I better join you.” Grabbing the tube of lubricant, Jack moved to kneel behind Morgan, her red buttocks an enticing lure. Coating two fingers, he spread her cheeks and pushed both digits into her tight hole in one stroke. Exploring her anus with slow, deep thrusts, he stroked along sensitive nerve endings while spreading a liberal coat of lubricant. Her low moan around Marc’s cock and the telltale shift of her hips against him was all the encouragement he needed.

Morgan tried to concentrate on Marc’s cock, but Jack’s fingers delving between her buttocks made it difficult, more so when he pulled them back and replaced them with the slick head of his cock at her entrance. Bracing herself for his possession, she breathed a sigh of relief when he entered her with slow precision, his hands gripping her hips to keep her from moving and forcing too much of him at one time.

“Deep breaths through your nose, Morgan,” Marc instructed her, his hands clasping her head to hold her still.

Held securely in front and back, Morgan could do nothing but take their cocks and glory in their possession. The invasion of Jack’s cock in her ass burned, but the discomfort soon turned to pleasure, the plug experience and anal play he’d tormented her with helping make this first time easier. His slow possessio

n stretched her to the point of pain, but by the time he filled her rectum with his full length, she found herself on the verge of climax.

Jack, whose attention didn’t miss a thing, smiled and nodded at Marc. As the two of them sped up their thrusts, Jack slid his right hand between her legs and clasped her swollen clit between two fingers. “Come for us, princess. Come now.” Milking her clit between his fingers as he pummeled her ass with his cock, her come soaked his hand, her cock-muffled scream music to both their ears.

Drowning in a sea of sensation, her ass spasming around Jack’s cock, she came over and over, her mouth never releasing the treasure of Marc’s plunging dick. When they joined her, she came again, her body shaking with the raw carnality of her release and their possession.

* * *

Morgan awoke to Jack’s cock prodding her from behind, his body a warm and comforting embrace. “Are you ever satisfied?” she groaned.

“Relax, I’m not such a pervert as to take you so soon after what we put you through last night. Have I told you how fucking awesome you looked in the mirror with the two of us?”

“No, but thanks.” She never tired of his compliments, never felt self-conscious around him because of them. It was only when she was away from his positive influence she still had doubts about herself. “So,” she said, twisting around to snuggle up to his chest, watching his face closely. “Are you still mad I showed up here unannounced?”

Jack twisted her hair in his hand, using his grip to bring her face up to his. “You satisfy me so well it always leaves me wanting more. Maybe in fifty years I’ll finally have my fill of you.” His mouth took hers in a deep drugging kiss before he asked, “Does that answer your question?”

Giddy with delight at his answer, Morgan didn’t think even fifty years would be enough for her. “Yes, thank you, Jack.” Reaching down between them, she ran her nail lightly down his erection. “You know, I’m not sore everywhere.”

“You could very well be the death of me, Morgan,” Jack said on a long-suffering sigh before removing her hand. The slight sting from her nail had him seeping in pleasure, but he wasn’t about to give in to her in this case. She needed to rest after the marathon of sex he’d put her through the past few days. With a laugh of pure contentment, he kissed her hard, swatted her ass, and jumped out of bed. Smiling at the way she rubbed her red cheek and glared at him, he warned, “You know what that look will get you.”

“You sure know how to put a damper on my fun, master,” she retorted sarcastically. Pulling the covers up, she snuggled back down into bed. “You’ve had your fun, now go away.”

The persistent peal of her phone woke her an hour later. Not fully awake, she grabbed the offending object off the nightstand and greeted the caller with a terse, “What?”

“Is that any way to answer your phone?”

Groaning, Morgan rolled over, sticking her head under the pillow. “What do you want, mother?”

“Are you ready to come home yet, Morgan?”

“What do I have to do to get it through your head I’m not marrying Joel? And, if I do come home, it’ll only be to pack my things and return here. I want to be with Jack.” Damn it, for once, why couldn’t her parents be supportive?

“Then you leave me no choice. If you don’t return home immediately and attend your engagement party Saturday night, your father will buy Jack’s loan on that place and then call it in. He and his partner will lose everything.”

“You wouldn’t!” she gasped in outrage, jerking upright with trembling anger. Jack and Marc both loved this place and had worked hard to make it successful. There was no way she’d be responsible for them losing it.

“We would,” Kathleen stated, her implacable tone coming through the phone clear as a bell. “Your father wants this merger, and since you’re our only child, you’ve left us with no choice.”

“So my happiness means nothing to you?” she whispered, feeling the crushing blow of defeat press down on her.

“Really, Morgan, must you be so melodramatic? You can have a perfectly nice life with Joel. After you give him a child or two, you can do as you please, as long as you’re discreet. You can even spend your vacations in the mountains with Jack. After all we’ve done for you, you’d think you’d be grateful enough to repay us by helping out with this.”

Morgan closed her eyes, wishing she could shut out her mother as easily. Her parents had always thought sending her to the best boarding school in the country, making sure she had gourmet meals and fancy clothes, was all a child needed. Thank God she had Jack and Agatha to show her someone cared about her, that she was worthy of love.

And because Jack meant everything to her, had been there for her when no one else had, she would not allow her parents to destroy his dream. She knew how hard he had worked and saved to buy this place. How could she bear it if she was the cause of him losing it? He would hate her if that happened, and that was the one thing she couldn’t bear.

“I’ll leave today, mother. Tell Joel I’ll be there in time for the engagement party.” Morgan hung up and then ran into the bathroom. Standing under the shower, she let the sobs come. She had been so close to having everything she had ever wanted. It was only with Jack she had ever been truly happy and when he had mentioned being together for fifty years this morning, she had thought her heart would burst. Now, her future looked so bleak, she didn’t know how she could stand it. Jack would hate her after this; after pursuing him, practically throwing herself at him while assuring him it was what she wanted, he would never forgive her for turning away.

She couldn’t do it, she thought, struggling to stem the flow of tears. She couldn’t look into his face when she told him she was leaving without telling him why, and could never reveal her parents’ threat, forcing him to choose between her and the lodge. That wouldn’t be fair, and though she had often been selfish in her demands of him when she was growing up, she wasn’t a neglected little girl any more, needing him to be there for her. This time, she needed to do what was right for him, no matter how much it hurt.

After drying off, she tried to cover the evidence of her tears with makeup and hoped Jack wouldn’t notice. Dressed in jeans and a sweater, she swiftly stuffed her few belongings back in her bag, including Jack’s flannel shirt she had lived in the past week. One week, that was all she had with him, all the happiness she would ever know. Of course, she had no intentions of staying with Joel permanently. After she produced the required heir, she would file for divorce. She may have lost Jack, but that didn’t mean she would spend the rest of her life with that jerk. She’d raise her child with all the love she never had and hope someday she could tell Jack the truth and he would forgive her.

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