Morgan's stiletto heel broke off from her red, suede Prada pumps when she tripped over as the excited Tony Stark drags her wrist on their way to his suite.

Pausing on the hallway as she tries to regain her composure and assess herself if she sustained an injury from the trip, making sure that she didn't twist her ankle severely.

"I'm sorry, are you hurt anywhere?" Tony asks her.

"No Mr. Stark. Not badly." Morgan replies grimacing over the slight throbbing pain on her left ankle.

"Here, let me make it up to you." He says, before sweeping her off of her feet, carrying her as if they are newly wed, "…and how many times do I have to tell you to call me Tony?"

"Mr. Stark, I mean, Tony, you don't have to do this. I can walk just fine." Protesting over the way he was carrying her. However, deep inside her, she knows that she missed being carried like a child by Tony as her arms instinctively wraps around his neck.

"Really? I feel like it's my fault that you got hurt, so let me at least do this for you." Tony counters before continuing to walk towards his room while carrying his "birthday-present".

Tony presses his thumb against a small screen by the doorknob, the screen flashing a green light before opening.

The room is quite spacious befitting the great Tony Stark but it looks rather lonely and empty. A sudden feeling of sadness starting to dawn on Morgan as she realizes how miserable his life might have been.

Tony stops, they are now in front of his large King-sized bed.

Morgan shrieks as Tony tosses her on the bed, her body bouncing on the soft mattress. Tony hurriedly removes his coat, untied his necktie before proceeding to unbutton his shirt, exposing his bare chest to her.

He tosses his luxurious watch to a nearby chair then lunges forward towards her, joining her on the bed. His hands are all over her now, his hands massages her breast before caressing her cheek. His lips kissing her chests, moving up her neck then cheeks before pressing on her own lips. Morgan willingly accepting his advances towards her, feeling his hot breaths as his tongue enters her mouth, her tongue meeting his, tasting his sweet whiskey-flavored saliva.

Tony's hand moves to her leg, gently tracing her smooth soft skin. Her heart pounding hard inside her chest as he raises his hand higher and now tracing the lace of her thong and proceeding to move lower on her crotch as he touches her moist vaginal lips, Tony sliding his fingers underneath her underwear.

"Tony!" she gasps in shock as his middle finger penetrates her pussy, pushing his arm away from her.

"Are you not enjoying this Morgan?" Tony frowns for feeling rejected for the first time in his life.

"No, sir… uhm… I'm sorry. I'm just a little overwhelmed." She replies, catching her breath. She tries to find an excuse to avoid having sex with Tony; however, realizing that she can't give him a decent excuse, she pulls him towards her.

Tony continues where he left off. Pulling her white thong down before tossing it to the carpetted ground, giving him a nice view of her well-trimmed soft womanhood. His breath feels warm against her crotch, his wet tongue licking enticingly on her clitoris. Two of his fingers are going in and out of her pussy and flicking her most sensitive spot, his tongue also penetrating her slit from-time-to-time. Tony Stark is good at making love with his women as it didn't take long until she grabs onto his head and pushing his face harder against her crotch, her legs squeezing his head, her back arching as she orgasms.

Morgan is still breathing heavily trying to catch her breath. Tony removes his shirt completely then unbuckles his belt. Pulling down his pants with his boxers along with it. Now completely naked, exposing his well-toned body and his fat, hard cock to her.

She swallows some saliva upon seeing his cock. Though she had sex with the men she dated before, she have never seen something as big as Tony's; also, never that good.

All she ever wanted is to spend more time with her father again. She can't believe that now, she's about to make love to him.

"Suck me." Tony ordering her as he lays down next to her.

Morgan sucks on his nipple, kissing down to his abs and his lower abdomen before proceeding to go down on his crotch. She grabs his throbbing manhood, licking away the glistening precum on the tip of the large bulbous head of his penis before putting its head inside her mouth, her tongue circling around it.

Her obvious inexperience is noticeable but she tries her best to give Tony Stark the best head she has ever given. Lowering her head down as she tries to swallow his entire cock, she makes a gurgling sound as she deepthroats him but fails as she feels almost vomiting when the head hits her gag reflex. She moves towards licking and sucking his balls while her hand jerks his penis, then back on blowjob. Trying her best to please the man next to her.

Tony signals her to move up to him, guiding her cheeks for her face to meet his. Morgan can hear her own irregular heartbeats and breathing heavily, her sweat soaking the hair on her forehead. Dropping down to kiss Tony torridly. With one swift move, Tony flips her down with him now on top of her. Tony forcefully rips her silk dress as if opening the best gift he received for his birthday, exposing her naked body to him.

"Are you ready?" he asks while grinning, enjoying her company.

All Morgan can do was nod her head. She have lost the energy to speak a word.

Tony aims his throbbing cock to her pussy before thrusting hard, plunging his entire cock inside her wet cunt. Morgan feels a slight stinging which eventually faded. Her vagina secretes more fluid, lubricating her more to accommodate his pounding as his cock makes her womanhood feel full and pulsates around his member.

"Fuck, I've never had a woman feel this good before." Tony complimenting her as he continues thrusting his hips towards hers.

"Oh Tony… I'm cumming." She mutters, her hands brushing against his hair before pulling on them, her toes curling as she reaches another climax.

It didn't take long for Tony to collapse his weight on Morgan as he pushes harder and deeper inside her. Morgan knows the risk of getting tangled with him this way but accepts his love willingly. Crossing her feet on his ass, locking them together, feeling the warm spurts of his semen deep inside her fertile pussy. Tony burying his face on her neck leaving her a massive hickey. Until both lovers passes out.

Morgan wakes up later in the morning. She notices the bruises and hickeys Tony left on her body. His luxurious watch acting as a paper weight on the bedside table nearby with his personal calling card underneath, it was not the type that he hands out to people which sends whoever calls to his secretary Pepper Potts, Morgan has many of those calling cards, the one he left is different than those she has tucked in her favorite book, the one he left is an actual direct line to him. The back of the calling card has a handwritten note that says, "If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll be seeing you more." -Tony