“Maybe you should do something about that.” He gasped and raised his hips as I sucked at his skin hard. Morgan wrapped his hands in my hair and pulled me down, our lips crashing together, tongues dancing. I dropped my hand, gripped his cock hard and pumped. “Fuck baby.” He gasped into my mouth.
I slid slowly back down his perfect body, and took his cock into my mouth, slowly moving up and down at first, then deep throating him, my gag reflex in good working order. “Andie yes, more baby, more. I’m nearly there!” Morgan moaned, gripping my hair and guiding my head up and down. I moaned as he fucked my mouth. “Baby, I’m about to come, stop now.” He let go of my hair.
I gripped the bottom of his shaft, looked up at him and sucked hard and fast, my gaze not leaving his until he threw his head back. “Oh fuck, baby, yes, yes, fuck!” he yelled as streams of cum filled my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed and licked him clean. “Hey, come here.” He gently pulled me up and into his side. “You’re amazing, I’m so lucky to have you.” He kissed the side of my head.
“I’m lucky to have you, Morgan. I’ve put you through so much?—”
“Hey, look at me.” He gently pulled on my chin, so my face was tilted up to his. His blue eyes were so beautiful I got lost in them. “We are not going to think about the past, okay? That was just a trial phase. We got through it, and proved we are meant to be together. Let’s just go from here. Brand new us.”
“Brand new us.” I kissed him lightly.
CHAPTER 32
ANDIE
“This is a beautiful room,” I said as we dropped our bags by the room door.
We were at the hotel where Baz and Alice were getting married the following day. It was an old manor house with original flooring and mouldings. The fireplaces were huge and most of them still worked. It had so much character and I loved looking at all the intricate details on the walls and ceilings.
“It is; everything is so clean and tidy. Let’s mess it up,” Morgan said, pulling my arse into his already hardening cock and unzipping my dress.
My breath hitched and my pussy pulsed. I would never ever get enough of him. He pulled the dress down my arms and let it fall to the floor.
“Fucking perfect,” he whispered as he peppered my shoulders with feather like kisses, pushing down my bra straps. He fiddled a little with the clasp of my bra before finally getting it and dropping it on top of my dress.
“Morg, take me,” I moaned as he cupped my breast firmly.
“Oh, I intend to fuck you baby until your throat is raw.” He turned me to look up into his eyes.
I loved how they turned darker when he was turned on. He walked me backwards to the bed until my legs hit the mattress, then gently lay me down, my legs still hung off the end. He lifted my leg and pressed little kisses all the way up until he reached my pussy.
“Oh fuck.” My hips bucked as he sucked at me through my panties.
“We don’t need these.” He grinned up at me as he dragged the panties down my legs.
He dropped to his knees and placed my legs over his shoulders. “You want me, baby?” He licked once from slit to clit.
“Yes, Morgan, yes, please,” I begged. Pulling my pussy into his face, he licked me, hardening his tongue and fucking me with it, pushing inside, his moans vibrating through me. “Fuck, yes…yes…yes.” I ran my hands through my hair and gripped it tightly. “I need more, Morg.”
I was quickly approaching orgasm, but my greedy pussy needed him inside me. Morgan lowered my legs and pushed his fingers inside me, curling them and pumping hard and fast whilst his tongue lapped at my clit. My hands cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples hard, that was it, I felt the tingling build in my legs, and the pressure down below, before my orgasm washed over me.
“Yes, fuck yes. Keep going, Morg. Oh, fuck.”
“You taste so fucking good, baby.” He planted a kiss onto my stomach.
“That’s not fair. You’re still dressed.” I fake pouted. I got up onto my shaky knees and tugged at the buttons on his shirt impatiently.
“Let me.” He chuckled, taking over for me.
I scooted back up the bed and watched as he undressed, painfully slow, but soon enough he was pushing down histrousers and boxers. His cock was hard, and I could see it pulsing. He gripped it and started pumping.
“You’re fucking stunning, Andie.” His breaths were short, his chest heaving.
“Come here.” I hooked my finger at him.
He crawled up the bed, in between my legs, leaving a wet trail of kisses all the way up my body, before taking my mouth with his. I reached down with one hand, gripping his shaft, and positioned the head of his cock at my entrance as my other hand held onto his arse and pulled him towards me.
“Needy, are we?” he grinned.
