Page 106 of The Beautiful Game


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“She’s been sick. Her doctor thinks it’s her heart. I doubt there will be any traveling in her future for a while.” I sounded sad. I couldn’t help it. Thinking of my mom going through all of that without me there was hard.

“I’m sorry, Morgan,” Lucas murmured. I felt his lips in my hair.

“It’s okay. I’m hoping to see her soon.”

Lucas stilled. “How long are you here for? I just assumed this was a permanent thing.”

I couldn’t quite look at him when I answered. “I’m on a year long secondment. After that, it’s up to the company whether they want to take me on full-time.”

“Only a year huh?” He sounded funny. I glanced up at him but he was looking straight ahead.

“Yep,” I responded.

“Do you think your mum would like me?” he asked and I giggled.

“What woman doesn’t like you, Lucas? Mothers included.”

Lucas ran his hand up and down my arm. “I really only care about one woman liking me.”

What?

I swallowed, not able to speak.

The air between us was heavy with meaning I didn’t quite understand.

I had a feeling this trip would irrevocably alter things between us.

We walked a little farther in silence, our arms still wrapped around each other. “All the attractions are closed now, so we can’t go to the Tower or Westminster today. We could go back to the hotel for a bit, change into some evening clothes and then head out. Go to a club or something.”

I looked up at him. He looked down at me.

Things were definitely changing.

I could feel it. I was pretty sure he could feel it too.

His eyes were shining and I went up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I didn’t second guess touching him now. I just did it. As though it were my right to.

“Sure. Sounds great.”

Lucas

“Oh my god!” Morgan screamed right in my ear.

I plunged into her again, going as deep as I could. My balls slapped against her ass. I reached between us and pinched her clit. I felt her squeeze around my cock and groaned loudly.

It was a good thing the hotel walls were thick because otherwise our neighbors would be hearing quite the show.

We had a great evening of walking around Shoreditch. I wasn’t overly familiar with that part of town so most of it was as new to me as it was to Morgan.

I loved the way her face lit up at every old church and crumbling building that caught her eye.

We ended up on the tube and found our way to Piccadilly Circus where we walked until our feet ached. Finally we decided to head back to the hotel to get showers and changed. I had suggested going out to a club Alan told me about. Morgan agreed.

We hadn’t made it to the shower yet.

We had been fucking for almost forty-five minutes. My legs were quivering, my arms were shaking, my heart was hammering in my chest.

I flipped onto my back, pulling Morgan upright so she was straddling me. I was so deep inside her. She braced herself with a hand on my chest and one on the bed between my legs. She arched her back and moaned.