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“You didn't?"

She shakes her head."My sexual history is pretty vanilla, especially considering I dated a guy for several years who was in a motorcycle club."

I don't know how to answer that for a moment or two."Mine too.Taylor and I…" I trail off, shaking my head."Never mind."

She pinches my butt."Hey, no.Nope.Don't do that.Radical honesty, honey.Remember?”

"We just had a very…healthy…sex life.Frequent, consistent, and satisfying.For me, at least, and I never got the sense that she wanted anything more or that she was unhappy."

"But?"

"It's different between you and me."I shrug."Just…different."

She nips the tip of my chin."Say more, Noah."

I sigh."I guess it just feels like I'm exploring things I didn't know I liked.Didn't know I wanted.A lot of things with you are uncharted territory.It's a weird and disorienting feeling at my age."

Morgan tilts her head to one side, listening.“There's Mal's alarm.So, real quick before we have to get dressed and start adulting, just…please just be transparent with me, Noah.This is all new for me, too.I'm…I guess I'm a much different person than I was the last time I was in a relationship.I'm…learning a lot about myself, with you.Discovering what I like.And I want to try things.I'm open-minded, Noah.Okay?So…don’t be shy.Don't…I'm not delicate or fragile or scared.The more I'm with you, the more secure I feel—in myself, and in this relationship we're building.So emotionally and physically, just please, be bold.Ask for things.Try things.Let's lean in and explore together.yeah?"

"I wish we had more time this morning," I murmur."I'd explore things right now."

Morgan sighs, resting her forehead on my chest, fingers curling and clawing into my pecs."Noah."

"The way you say my name like that."

"Yeah?"

"It's…I dunno.It's hot.I dunno how to articulate why, though."

She exhales softly, pulls away from me.Her eyes flick down to the front of my underwear, which are tented.She pushes the bathroom door closed and turns on the vent fan.Saunters back to me, hiking her shirt up and then ripping it off to bare her lush, sexy curves, and my cock goes fully erect instantly.

"Morgan?"

She slides her fingers down my hips and thighs, shoving my boxers down, grasps my cock.Lifts on her toes to notch me in her seam, eyes on mine, begging silently."Can you be quick?"

"Can you be quiet?"I counter.

She grips my shoulders and gives me her weight, trusting me to hold her.I catch her, lift her and spin, putting her ass on the edge of the counter between the sinks.Her breath is minty fresh as her mouth slants over mine, and then I'm buried hilt-deep in her tight wet pussy and she's writhing against me and whimpering into my mouth as I thrust against her.

"Morgan," I growl into her ear."Jesus, honey—how do you feel better every time I'm inside you?"

"I wish I knew, but it is better every time."She nips my earlobe."Now shut up and fuck me."She huffs in my other ear as I drive harder."Yes, baby.Just like that.Give it to me good.Give me something to think about all day."

"Oh god, Morgan."I lose myself in her, give over to release the moment I feel it begin to boil inside me."I can't hold back, honey."

She wraps herself around me, mouth to my ear, hands clawed into my ass and pulling at me eagerly and greedily, feet hooked around my thighs."Good—don't wait.Don't hold back.Give it to me right now—please, Noah.I need it.I want it.I want all of you."

The harder I thrust, the more she pants and moans and pulls at my ass, as if each thrust feels better than the last and she can't get enough.

It makes me feel like a god.She makes me feel…fuck, I don't even know.

Once again, she feels me reach climax almost before I do, and her whimpers of delight come faster and higher-pitched the harder I thrust as I chase the release.

"Noah, yes—yes—yes-yes-yes, fuck…oh god,yes, I feel you, baby.There it is, right there, just like that—" she clings to my neck and leans back and I lift her by the ass and fuck her with ragged abandon as my orgasm explodes through me.I grit my teeth, biting down on a roar of release—it emerges as a snarl, quiet but intense, and Morgan's cry is a breathless squeal as I pour myself inside her.

Slowly, my climax subsides and I slow and then stop, panting.She re-wraps herself around me."God, that was good," she whispers, patting my buttocks with both hands.

I rear back to eye her."You didn't come."