Page 234 of Masters of Control

With a low groan, he gripped her hip with the hand he’d been tormenting her with, and his grip on her hair tightened. The hard thrusts of his cock rocked her forward, then he buried himself in her with a guttural sound. Morgan shuddered, clenching, and felt the hot splash of liquid pulsing inside her, filling her.

He hadn’t used a condom.

The feeling of him bare inside her, filling her with his cum, made her shudder with another, smaller orgasm, leaving her panting and weak before him.

“Fuck…” His low curse was followed by his lips pressing against the back of her shoulder, right where he’d bitten her before.

Morgan wasn’t sure what to do next, so she held her position, waiting for some kind of cue from Master Asad. Her emotions were roiling as she tried to think of what it all might mean. She had no idea. There were endless possibilities, but her mind had gone completely blank.

“Fuck,” he repeated, then he was pulling out of her. Morgan remained in position. She didn’t know what else to do. A low chuckle, then she was pulled onto Asad’s lap. He was still partially clothed, his pants around his thighs since he hadn’t bothered to pull them all the way off before fucking her.

In the dim lighting, she blinked up at him, as surprised by the cuddling as she was by the interruption to her scene and the chase. She sat still on his lap. Waiting. Master Asad sighed. It was a very deep sigh.

“Morgan…” His voice trailed off almost as soon as he’d started speaking.

“Yes?” she asked after a moment. She felt a bit bruised but also incredibly satisfied. That had been wonderful. The only problem was that now she really didn’t want him scening with other submissives. It had been hard enough walking away before. If she saw him with another submissive after this, it was going to hurt so much more. She didn’t entirely understand what had changed—she just knew something had.

“I think I would like to… to try dating for real. If you’re interested.” He stumbled over his words, but his tone was distant. Nonchalant. But he didn’t say things he didn’t mean. He’d never made Morgan guess what he did or didn’t want.

“I’m interested.”

“Really?” The distance was gone from his tone. He reached up to cup her chin, turning her face toward him and tipping her chin back, so he could see her more clearly.

“Really.”

“I’m probably going to be a terrible at it.”

“Me, too.” Morgan shrugged. “I had fun last week, though.”

“I did, too. And I missed you this week.”

“I missed you, too.” So much so that she hadn’t felt comfortable admitting it to anyone. Not to Mistress Julie during their weekly session and not to any of her friends. She hadn’t wanted them to think Master Asad had led her on in any way because he hadn’t. It had been a fake relationship… but some of her feelings had turned real.

“It’s probably going to make a lot of people really unhappy.”

“I don’t care.” She lifted her chin. “I get to make my own decisions. Even if they’re bad ones.”

“Are you saying that you already think I’m a bad decision?”

“I don’t know, are you?” She giggled when he poked her in the side. She was being truthful, but she realized he’d been teasing when he asked the question.

Then he sighed.

“Probably. I haven’t actually dated anyone in a really long time, but… I like you. A lot. I really don’t like the idea of you scening with anyone else, and this is the best way to prevent that.”

“I really didn’t like seeing you with Cassidy,” she admitted. “That’s partly why I want to try too. I think it would hurt a lot to see you scene with someone else.”

“Okay. Then we’re on the same page.” He smiled at her.

“Yeah.” She smiled back at him.

“Now, we just have to go tell everyone.”

Morgan’s smile slipped just a little.

“Can we stay here like this a little longer?” she asked. For all her bravado about insisting that she get to make her own choices, she would like a little time to brace herself before having to actually do it.

“Sure, Red. As long as you need.”