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Chapter Ten

Morgan swung back and forth on the swing, giggling. Her toes pointed as she pushed herself higher and higher in the air.

"Would you jump?" She asked gleefully.

My hands clutched the small metal chains as I replied. "I think so. But only if you did it too."

Three sets of short legs moved up and down at a matching pace. We were not as close to the sky as we could be, but we were high enough.

"I am scared." Marisa said, her eyes wide with fear.

"Me too," I admitted.

Morgan stuck her tongue out at Marisa and me. "Don't be chickens. The jump is not that far. It won't hurt. Do you all want me to count down?"

We both nodded, waiting for her to start.

"Three, two." Morgan paused for a minute to thicken the tension. We all sat on the edges of our seats on the swings, ready.

"One!"

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I jolted awake. Thick arms encircled my waist.

My bewildered facial expression grew into a scowl as I realized what had happened.

I let him hold me while I slept. What the hell?

I fought to get free of his embrace as my limbs uselessly attempted to push him away. He pulled my upright position back down against his chest as his eyes flashed open.

"Good morning. I see that you have undergone a significant mood change since last night." He murmured gruffly in my ear.

My palms pushed at the hard chest, trying to create distance as my knees pushed on his thighs. With effortless control, my legs were held in place before my backside was flipped against his front as he drew me in closer.

"Stop struggling." He groaned. I felt his large member against my back. Emotions all overwhelmed me at once.

"Please." I whispered, my eyes watering.

He rolled me to lay my back, hovering over me. His gaze examined me from head to toe before he leaned in and planted a kiss on my neck.

"Don't." I breathed in a whisper as he sucked on my skin, my hands stuck on either side of my face.

He ripped my nightdress off, causing me to cry out in response.

"This is why you should just accept being with me, baby. I would love to do things on your terms too if you would stop fighting me." He said as he roughly held my wrists.

He kissed my bare chest and began to suck on my exposed breast. I began to cry louder, embarrassed. He went lower, now kissing below my belly button.

"Stop." I cried out, clutching my legs together.

He pushed them apart with his knee and moved my hand to where they were both being held by one. I jerked my body around, trying to get out of his grip.

He stared into my eyes as he touched me through my underwear.

I gasped in response once again, trying to close my legs as if I forgot his knee was between them. He pressed with his index finger, feeling me through my underwear as he rubbed up and down. I whined, anger coursing through me as my hips bucked in response.

He groaned as he nibbled on my earlobe and pressed harder, moving quicker. I felt my underwear become damp, and I cried out.

Suddenly he got off me. Long legs stood up, a grin on his face.