Meet Me (8 page)

The brief flicker of concern over what he thought of
my body
was lost when he began to literally make out with
my
pussy.
I
gripped the bedspread as he worked his mouth
over
me
,
maneuvering his f
ull lips
on mine
,
opening me. He
lick
ed
and taste
d,
nibbl
ing the lips
from
my
clit to ass.

I
cried out when his tongue flicked
me
just before
plung
ing
into
my
pussy until his
nose pressed against
my
butt.
“Oh God,
Morgan
!”

He answered with an agonized groan and a dig of his fingers into the juncture of
my
thighs where he held
me
up.

When my moans reached desperate, h
e lowered
me
then flipped
me
over
by my waist
.
I
sat up and watched him as he stood next to the bed, undoing his jeans.
My
eyes fixed on the bulge there, heart slamming
my
ribs.

When he pushed his jeans down and straightened, a whimper escaped
me
at seeing his thick length
and i
magining what it’d feel like inside
me
.

He stood there, completely naked and so damn beautiful.
“Suck me Tasha.”

My
gaze snapped up to his at hearing the hunger in his deep voice.
Like
it was reaching unbearable
.

I
moved to the edge of the bed before him
.
I
feasted my eyes on
his cock, his abs, his chest
, t
hen his
handsome
face
g
lued to
mine
, those delicious full lips parted in anticipation
, brow
s
drawn tight
.

Mmmm
.
I
liked the power.
Placing my
hands on his chest while watching his
expression
, I
slowly snaked firm fingers down, feeling
his
muscles tremble
and harden u
nder
my
touch. His breath
ing came
harsh
and strained as
he
held
one hand on
the base of his cock and stroked my hair so carefully with the other.
I
loved
seeing and feeling the way he struggled to hold back his barbaric need.

Made
me
want to drive him to that edge.
And push him off.

With that intention in
my
mind,
my
body became fluid with purpose.
I
covered his hand at the base of his cock with
mine
and drew a finger over his rock hard length with the other. His hand suddenly clenched in
my
hair and he pushed his hips toward
me
.
I
tried to move
my
head back, but his hand prevented
me
.
Mmm
. The idea of him
making
me
suck his cock made
me
so hot.

With
my
legs open, knees on either side of him,
I
squirmed
my
ass on the bed, horny as hell.
I
continued stroking his cock with only a finger, wetting
the
head with the drop of pre-cum at the tip.
I
wet the ridge
and
he hissed and pressed
my
head closer.
I
flicked his slit with
my
tongue and
Morgan’s
fingers tightened in
my
hair, pulling enough to send a thrill through
me
.

I
placed
a
hand on his rock hard abs for
fair
leverage. He pushed his cock against
my
lips and
I
raked
my
nails over his
amazing
six
pack
.
Sliding my
closed lips over the head of his shaft,
I
clos
ed my
eyes and moan
ed
at the wonderful feel of him.
Groaning, h
e moved his hips helping.

Lord that was good.

Wanting more out of him,
I
finally took the head of his cock into
my
mouth and sucked softly, swirling
my
tongue around it.

“
Ffffuck
.”
The swear
came
with
harsh breaths
as he pushed his hips and pulled
my
head, trying to go deeper.

Oh God,
I
couldn’t play this game of torment.
G
ripp
ing
his waist with both hands
, I allowed
his cock
to
fill
my
mouth.

Morgan hissed again t
hen began slowly
pumping in and out
.
I
let him guide
my
head the way he wanted it. God he wanted it deep.
I
looked up and his head was back, mouth open, the muscles of his neck and chest straining.

I
began to explore his body while he
moaned and groaned,
my
fingers raking over his tight ass then coming around to scrape over his taut balls. He slipped his hand inside the top of
my
dress and found
my
nipple, making
me
moan louder all over his cock.

“Rub your clit for me Tasha.”

I
wasted no time obeying, letting him work his cock in and out of
my
mouth. His moans became harder and strained
and
my
own
c
ame
high pitched
from
the fire
in
my
clit
, and nipple he teased and flicked.

I
placed
my
hands on his abs and pushed.

He gasped and freed
my
head, letting his cock pop out of
my
lips.

Breathless,
I
scooted back on the bed while holding his hungry gaze. When
I
reached the middle
,
I
placed
my
hands behind
me
and pulled
my
knees up
,
let
ting my
legs fall open.

With h
is
scorching stare
locked on my pussy
, he came for me like a panther
. I was kind of glad for the dress, it hid my not so tight abs and not so trim waist.

“Take off the dress. Leave the heels.”

I
froze. Shit. But there was no denying him. His eyes rose to
mine
, searching.
I
worried at
my
lower lip.

He gave a half grin and
knelt between my legs. Taking the hem of
my
dress, he moved it up.

I
panicked
and
h
e
ld it down.

Morgan
stopped and looked at
me
. He leaned in without a word and kissed
my
lips, pushing
me
down onto the bed. By the time
my
back hit the mattress, his tongue plundered hungrily and
my
nails raked into his velvety cropped hair.

I
moaned
at feeling his hard cock nestled against
my
pussy.
He
moved his hips, letting it slide between
my
wet folds
. With a moan, I
pull
ed
on his ass, wanting more contact on
my
throbbing clit.

Morgan
pulled up and nipped
my
lips, reaching down to rub
himself
along
my
slit.

“Oh God,”
I
gasped
, knowing he was about to begin
.

“Are you ready?”

It was hard to think what that meant whil
e he stroked
the
head along
my
clit. “W-what about…”
Birth control.
I didn’t know how to say it.

“
Mmm
.”
He traced
my
lips with his tongue. “I’m fixed.”

With that he pressed his cock gently at
my
entrance in a permissive way.

“I’ll live if you say no.” He nibbled
my
lips.
“Barely.”

I
was too excited to smile.
S
trok
ing
his sides and face,
I
squeez
ed
his body with
my
thighs. He felt so amazing.

“
Morgan?
”

He pulled up to look into
my
eyes.

“Make love to me?”

His jaw tensed and a look came over his face. Before
I
could wonder over it, his hand
barely
stroked
my
face a
s
he lowered his lips to graze
mine
with the most gentle kiss.
“I’ve dreamed of making love to you.”

I
grabbed his face and kissed him deeply while opening
my
legs and thrusting
me
hips toward his cock.

He pushed in slowly, stealing
my
breath with every inch.
I
finally broke the kiss to thrash
my
head. “Yes, yes.”

Morgan
kissed, nibbled, and sucked
my
neck while slowly filling
me
to the hilt. When he was buried, he lifted his head and stared down into
my
face,
r
estraint evident in
his gaze and brow
, those
lips parted with breathless agony.

I
stroked
my
hand along his face, then neck.

“
Hold on
to me
baby.”
His words were ragged as his cock throbbed inside
me
.

I
grasped his shoulders
,
excitement tickling
my
belly.

He placed his cheek to mine and pulled his cock slowly out.
I
gripped his shoulders tight, waiting.

“I’m going to fuck you really good.” He whispered that, poised just inside
my
entrance. “That’s what you want? To be fucked hard?
You like that
?”

I
panted.
“Oh God, yes, yes.”