Chapter 74

The rustle of clothes came next, brushing against her anticipation. Naked. He had to be naked. She wriggled her ass, praying it would entice him.

“The minute I praise you, you turn naughty.” His mock chastisement came accompanied with a playful swat to her backside.

The laughter in his voice had her gritting her teeth.

“I’m losing my patience, and I’ve already lost my sense of humor,” she bitched, knowing it would piss him off. But she couldn’t stop herself. He’d pushed her too far.

Jack said nothing, merely stepped up behind her and blanketed her backside. An inferno of male muscle and musky skin enveloped her. The strong, thick column of his cock nudged its way between her cheeks. Morgan clawed at the padded table again.

Only to have Jack grab her wrists and cuff them again.

Before the echo of the last click finished resounding in the room, the sound of his hearty smack on her ass took its place.

Fire heated her cheek, then seeped down toward her