When she pulled away, I chased her lips with a low growl, but she planted a hand on my chest, her eyes soft and reassuring.“I’m not going anywhere just because we’ve both been busy lately.”
Her tone was gentle, easing the knot of vulnerability in my chest right before a mischievous glint sparked in her eyes and her hands dropped to the front of my pants.I shuddered as her palm brushed my throbbing erection, sending jolts of pleasure straight through my dick.
“We’ll just have to find ways to reconnect when we can,” she purred, her voice laced with wicked intent as she began unbuckling my belt, then unfastening the front of my slacks, tugging them down my hips until my dick sprang free.“Like here, and now, and like this.”
She backed me up a step, until my backside was braced against one of the armchairs, then she dropped to her knees, her intent clear.Her fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking from base to tip.She licked her lips, her eyes looking up at me with a sultry promise.
Without thinking, I reached out, my fingers threading through her silky hair, my cock already leaking.“Baby, you don’t have to—”
The words faded away as she leaned in, her lips parting to take the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth.Electric pleasure shot through me, and I bit back a groan, struggling to keep quiet as bolts of ecstasy lit up every nerve ending.
“Morgan…” I buried my fingers harder into her hair, gripping the strands to anchor myself as she took me deeper, her mouth sliding down until I hit the back of her throat.She retreated slowly, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head, teasing with expert flicks that made my knees weak.
“Fuck.Don’t tease me,” I rasped, my voice roughening with desperation.
Her hand gripped the base, pumping in rhythm as she bobbed her head, sucking with perfect pressure—wet, hot, relentless.Her tongue laved the underside of my dick, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.It was heaven, and I barreled toward the edge faster than ever.My body thrummed with need, every swirl and suck pushing me to the brink.
“I’m close,” I warned through gritted teeth, giving her an out if she wanted it.“I’m going to come, baby.”
Instead she took me deeper, shattering my restraint.My head fell back, eyes squeezing shut as I basked in the bliss.I exhaled roughly, my orgasm crashing over me in waves as I came, hot and thick, down her throat.She swallowed every drop, drawing out the ecstasy until my legs were trembling and I fought to stifle the moan clawing its way up my chest.The last thing we needed was Parker overhearing us.This moment was ours alone.
Morgan released me, licking her swollen lips in a way that made my spent cock twitch and start to grow hard again.Fuck, she was going to be the death of me.
I hauled her to her feet, my hands urgent as I backed her against the edge of my desk, perching her ass on the surface.The deep purple dress she’d worn today clung to her curves like sin, but I shoved the skirt up to her waist, exposing black lacy panties that made my mouth go dry and my pulse race.
“I hoped you’d get a chance to see them,” she said, her voice husky with desire, eyes dark and inviting.“I wore them for you.”
“Are you wet for me?”I growled, my tone rough with renewed desire.“Did sucking me off turn you on?”
I didn’t wait for an answer.I pushed my hand into her panties to feel her slick heat for myself.She was drenched, swollen, ready.Morgan whimpered, the sound needy and muffled as I captured her mouth in a searing kiss, my tongue plunging deep while I slid two fingers inside her tight warmth.She arched against my hand, her breasts pressing into my chest, her fingers gripping my biceps like a lifeline, nails digging in as if fearing I’d stop.
Not a chance.I needed to watch her unravel, to feel her come undone under my touch.
My lips trailed along her jaw, nipping her earlobe sharply enough to make her jerk and gasp.Her breathy moans filled my ear as I pumped my fingers in and out, then curled them to hit that perfect spot inside her, while my thumb circled her clit with firm pressure.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, her voice a breathless plea that made this forbidden encounter even hotter.“Liam…it feels so good.”
I angled my hand to grind my palm against her sensitive clit while dragging my tongue up the side of her neck, tasting her skin.She gasped, her legs quivering around me, inner walls clenching tighter.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her words fractured with need.“Liam…”
I’d never tire of hearing my name on her lips like that.Desperate and reverent.I quickened my pace, thrusting faster, deeper, pulling back just enough to watch her flushed face as her ecstasy built.Her lips parted, lashes fluttering shut as she shattered, her body convulsing around my fingers in rhythmic pulses.A stifled cry of pleasure escaped her as she came hard, soaking my hand.
She was beautiful.So utterly fucking beautiful.
I withdrew my fingers slowly, bringing them to my mouth to lick them clean, savoring her taste while her dark eyes watched and flared with heat.That intimate look alone reassured me, chasing away my fears of distance creeping in and ruining what we were building before we even had the chance to figure out who we could become.
My past wasn’t my present.Morgan was different and so was I.
And finally, I felt ready to leave it all behind, where it belonged.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Morgan
The mall waspacked with shoppers, as was typical this time of year.With Christmas just around the corner, there were plenty of people trying to finish buying gifts for everyone on their lists.That was exactly why I was here with Becca.
“Are you sure that Parker will like this?”I asked, holding up a package ofStar Warssocks.“I’m worried that socks are a lame gift.”
