Her body was still on high alert as she entered the penthouse and leaned against the locked door. There was tension all over and she needed some relief, one that alcohol couldn't provide. The stranger had her body buzzing in a manner she had never felt before, not even in her spasms. Was it the thought that he could have snapped her neck at any second but didn't or was it that intoxicating sweet smell that wafted over to her? She didn't know why the danger of being near him excited her so much.
He walked with his head high like was was frowning upon the world, like no one else mattered but him. He also had a cane, what pompous ass walked around with a cane when they had no need for it? Idiot However, it gave him the charm of a distinguished gentleman as it went well with his garb. Wealth oozed from his pores when she looked at him, he wore a black turtleneck made from the finest wool, fitting slacks, expensive dress boots and a long thick coat. 'Mr. I don't wear wigs' looked like the human version of crow, dressing in all black like that but it just added to his enigma.
Her body temperature was increasing, she ached for some form of release. Morgan dashed upstairs in search for her suitcase as it had the solution. Morgan retrieved the purple egg shaped device that she had travelled with whenever she would be away from Tarek for too long. Luckily it was still with her. Morgan began tearing off her clothes until she was only left in her bra. She pressed the huge gold button and her 'Alex' as she liked to call it began vibrating. She selected the fastest speed the egg had to offer then scrambled to the bed.
Lying flat on her back, she got to work on her drenched vagina, it was like a leaky faucet down there. She pictured the couple that were having intercourse in an alley earlier when she was walking home as rubbed her clitoris. The action played in her mind over and over again but it just wasn't cutting it. She needed something else. Morgan rolled over on to her belly then freed her locks from the ponytail. Placing her vibrator on her pussy again Morgan lifted her butt in the air a little, balancing on her knees and elbows. She pictured the obviously dangerous man from the elevator and his eery grey eyes that looked almost white. Both his iris and pupils were outlined in black that made the colour of his eyes stand out more. The way he looked at her, sent a shiver down her spine. He looked like he wanted to devour her, mind, body and soul right there and then and Morgan was afraid that she would allow him to do so.
She was getting close now, her release was coming. The sinister man had her frothing at the hips, she imagined him coming behind her in his naked form to enter her slowly, to make sweet love to her body and take her to rapturous heights as he whispered tales of love to her. Knowing that he was just a couple floors below her at this very moment turned Morgan on even more.
What would he think if he knew what she was doing right now because of him? More importantly, what would he do to her if he knew? The thought sent her toward the stars. Fuck, yes! They would be enveloped in his sweet smell as they simmered in their butter of love. Morgan finally hit the crescendo of her self-lovemaking and came with a whimper. Her toes curled and she dug her fingers into her thick mane pulling as she got her release. The slight pain she inflicted felt good and made her orgasm last longer. She felt relief and satisfaction.
Morgan got up quickly before her juices ruined her sheets then headed to the bathroom to clean her toy and herself. Out of nowhere a troubling thought hit her as she took a shower, was he the one? Was he her mate, the one person she would love for all eternity?
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If Lourdes could see the extra spring in Morgan's step the following morning and know that she rubbed one out at the thought of that dangerous stranger, she would keel over. Except Lourdes didn't know know and she would never find out, this was something she wanted to keep to herself.
The ridiculous thought about Mr. Mysterious being her mate fled because if he was, he would have been all over her already like a dog in heat, doing her bidding like he ought to. So maybe she just found him attractive, which wasn't so bad other than the fact he tried to crush her skull and that still had Morgan upset.
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Morgan entered the cafe that was somehow quiet and peaceful, not typical for a place of business in the Underworld. Demons were usually noisy anywhere they went so to see this was refreshing. She killed it in all her lessons today and her teachers were very impressed with her progress so far. She had managed to put Diana on her back for once, mastered a powerful conjuring spell and aced her first nobility quiz. Morgan didn't know where this surge of energy came from but she didn't want it to stop, she was on a roll.
As a treat for her accomplishments, she purchased a latte and muffin to celebrate herself. She was on her way to the top. She sat at a small table by the window as she waited for the waitress to bring her order. Morgan was in the middle of texting Lourdes about her good day when she felt a presence standing over her. She looked up to see a tempting gentleman staring at her. What was with all the goddamn staring these days? Everything about him was manicured to perfection, from his hair to his fingernails. He was enticing.
"Um, can I help you sir?"
"Do you mind if I sit here?" the man gestured to the chair across from Morgan. She took the time to look around and saw that even though the cafe had customers, there were available tables and booths.
"Well-" Morgan was about to deny him.
"Thank you." he said as took a seat.
He turned his body so he could cross his long legs and rest his palms on them as he continued to stare at the woman. All Morgan could do was muster an akward smile then went back to texting her sister. The waitress eventually brought her treat, and to Morgan's surprise the woman gasped when she saw the univited guest sitting with her. Never taking his eyes off Morgan, he reached into the inside of his jacket and retrieved a card and gave it to the waitress. His swagger was on another level.
"It's on me." he said firmly as the waitress scrambled back to her corner. His eyes still bore into her.
"Would you stop starting at me like that? It's making me very uncomfortable." she finally said in annoyance and yet this made him chuckle.
"Believe me I would, but you are so beautiful. Breathtaking actually."
"Thank you for your kind words Mr..."
"Kade, just call me Kade."
"Kade. Again, thank you but this isn't news. I know how beautiful I am. Don't I know you from somewhere?"
Again he laughed. His smile was cocooned in thick pink lips that had an eery sheen to it. Lip balm maybe? He looked like the type to wear it.
"I guess I just have one of those faces."
"Oh, gimme a break." Morgan rolled her eyes at the man. He leaned in close the observe her, his eyes getting darker by the second.
"There is something special about you, I don't know what it is but I can see it in your eyes. An innocence that's so inviting and yet there is something much darker lurking in the shadows, I want to see it."
"Get away from me!" Morgan hands were trembling now, she could feel her heartbeat pounding in her head.
"Now that wasn't nice Princess, I'm your guest after all." he smirked.
"What do you want from me?"
"Oh, nothing but to admire your precious face and that fantastic backside of yours." his eyes lowered to her bottom half.
Morgan narrowed her eyes sat him, she didn't need to grant this filth with a response.
"You are going to bring him to his knees." he said under a sigh.
"What?"
"You might want to be careful with what you think about me next time. Filth? Really?" he added with an amused look.
Then it dawned on Morgan that he must be clairvoyant as Kade got up to leave.
"See you around princess." he ended then collected his card from the waitress who beamed up at him.
After Kade left, Morgan had her muffin and latte but all she could think about was his statement, You are going to bring him to his knees. Who was Kade talking about? She was interested to know and yet she didn't want to find out.

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Before I Fall
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