I must have spoken outloud.
“You are to stay here and help me. Joan doesn’t meet all my needs,” Morgan said, pulling me towards him by the arm he had wrapped around myshoulders.
“But Elijah,” I said with tears in myeyes.
“He’s not looking for you,” Joan laughed. “He’s dead. Gone. Poof!” She flung her arms up in the air, trying to make her words bigger than hervoice.
“No!” I said, sitting up away from Morgan. He couldn’t be. He had to be alive, looking for me. I could feel my heart breaking as my breaths becameheavier.
“I made sure he was dead,” Joan said darkly. “He ruined ourplans.”
“No, please,” I cried out, blinking backtears.
“He was in the way. If it wasn’t for your father in the first place, I wouldn’t have to be here now. He just had to ask questions because of the amount of time I was spending at the strip club,” Joan wenton.
“Breathe in, Dawn,” Morgan said sweetly as he blew a breath full of smoke towards my face. Since I was panicking, I didn’t think of holding mybreath.
Coughing, I hunched over, not knowing what to do. I felt light headed again, but my panic seemed to calmsomewhat.
“Good. Again,” Morgan said, blowing more smoke into my face. “There yago.”
“No,” I said weakly, trying to move away from him. I didn’t want to be high. I didn’t want anything he had to offer me. My body was weak, and now weaker in its relaxed state, as I tried to move as far away from him as Icould.
He easily held me to him, making me breathe in more of the smoke. My body became as relaxed as it possibly could, and I was mostly leaning against him for support. I now understood why Joan was lying on the floor without a care in theworld.
“Now you’re more relaxed, it’s past time to play,” Morgan said with a glint in his eye. “All your pain is much more manageable, and you won’t have such a trying let down when the drugs leave your system. You may have a slight headache and a dry mouth, but so much better allaround.”
“I want to go home,” I whined. I really did want to go home, wherever that was—as long as it wasn’t withMorgan.
“You are home, my sweets,” Morgan laughed as he pressed a kiss to my cheek. His hand went to my knee, gentlysqueezing.
“No,” I said weakly, trying to push his hand away as it crept up mythigh.
“Hush,” he said, pressing his lips to mineharshly.
I was about to tell him to stop, but he stuck his slimy tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t push himaway.
“Get a room,” Joanlaughed.
“Gladly,” Morgan said, breaking away from the kiss. With a lusty smile, he picked me up and took me back to my room, laying me down gently on thebed.
With a tenderness I didn’t expect, he took my clothes off, and then his own. I lay there, unable to fightback.
“You are such . . . brightness,” Morgan said, looking me up and down, taking in the curves of my body. I tried to wrap my arms around myself but he was too quick, pinning them at my sides. “Don’t make me tie you up,” hewarned.
I nodded. I couldn’t let him tie me up again. I had to make that phone call. I didn’t know if what Joan said about Elijah was true or not, but I wasn’t willing to let it deter me. I had to get out ofhere.
“You’re too dry,” Morgan nearly whined as he looked between my legs after spreading them open. He looked disappointed, and that made my gut twist in pain. “Stay.” He left me there. I closed my eyes, praying he’d forget about me and just leave mebe.
I must have dozed off, jumping as cold lube was squirted over my mound, dribbling down my butt crack. I opened my eyes with difficulty, looking up at him. He had a gleeful look on his face as he watched the lube slowly slide between mylegs.
I shivered in disgust. He blew more smoke in my face, making me cough and try to turn my head again. Laughing, he used two fingers, swirling the lubearound.
“I can’t wait any longer,” he moaned, moving to position himself so he could easily enter me. He leaned over my body. He was way too warm, too heavy. “Stay still. I don’t want to hurt you,” hepanted.
He roughly pushed himself into me. He must have lubed his dick up, too, as he easily slipped in. I could feel him press against my cervix, and I couldn’t help but slightly cryout.
Even though he used lube, it still hurt. It hurt so much tears leaked from the corners of my eyes as he began to move in and out. He took what he wanted, not giving a damn about what Iwanted.
