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a
quick release, so Morgan sat up again and brought her other hand
around the top of him.
    Her
fingers squeezed gently as both of her hands moved slowly along his
entire length, her thumb swirling across the hot liquid that her
movements forced from his large dick.
    He
watched her breasts being squeezed together by her upper arms, while
she held him with her small hands. She swayed slightly with the
mating rhythm that her entire body moved to as she began to stroke
him faster. He was torn between watching her and closing his eyes as
his impending orgasm was quickly building, but he kept his gaze
moving between her hands, face and beautiful body.
    She
squeezed him even more tightly. Her hands moved faster. Ian's deep
loud moan of pleasure filled the room as much as his own thick scent
of sex. His eyes finally closed and he listened to the sound of her
skin against his. Faster. Tighter. She held his head with one
hand, and stroked the space between his body and her own grip. His
cock hardened even more as his hips raised. Morgan sighed heavily
and held her bottom lip between her teeth as his body tightened and
slightly jerked under hers, and she watched Ian's release spill over
her hands in spurts of passion that left her breathlessly wanting
more.
    That
night, the man was more than true to his word, and the two enjoyed
hours of pleasure that left them blissfully exhausted.

Chapter
Five

Ian
was gone before Morgan's eyes opened the next morning, and she smiled
at the pillow next to her as she thought of the man who had made her
feel so damn good the night before. He had told her that he would
have to work early, but planned to return in time for lunch with her.
She reached across the cool sheets and stretched her arms and legs
as far as she could, which worked up enough energy to get out of bed
for the day.
    “Hello,
darling.” Morgan giggled as she walked into the bathroom, and
brushed her teeth slowly as her water filled in the tub. She looked
around as the foam began to circle her lips, and smiled as she
thought of the call that would have to be made to Angel. “A
bath wouldn't be complete without my best friend.” She
finished at the sink, and ran to her shorts that were thrown on top
of her suitcase, then fished her phone from the back pocket.
    “I'm
mad as hell at you... you left my ass hangin' in the breeze like wet
fuckin' underwear on a droopy clothes line, don't do that shit
again!” Morgan laughed at the man on the other end of the line
as she dropped slowly into the hot bubbly water. She laughed even
harder when she heard her Angel try to stifle the giggles at his own
words.
    “Alright,
no more wet underwear... or whatever.” They both laughed, the
sounds of their voices echoed through the bathroom and those moments
made Morgan feel... at home. “Alright, I'm ready to answer
your annoying questions... so, go ahead.” She really wasn't
ready, nor did she even want to ever bring it up again, but she knew
that Angel would never let it go, so she would give him what he
wanted. “But first, I need to tell you all about Ian!”
Morgan started with her trip to the markets, then the amazing meal
with the man. The rest was left to his imagination, and she was
certain he was more than capable of figuring it out on his own.
Angel listened, then Morgan sat back and waited for the impending
obnoxious questions about her client.
    “He
sounds nice, Stick. What are you two doing today?” Morgan's
mouth opened in shock, her Angel didn't ask how or what she would be riding , nor did he give Ian a nickname that would have no
doubt made her grab her sides in painful laughter. “You there,
bitch?” Her silence was unusual, and his words brought her
lips together again.
    “Uh...
well... I'm not sure. Are you alright, Angel?” She sat up and
pushed her hair away from her face as she switched hands with her
phone. Angel nodded, not that she could see it, and answered.
    “Yeah,
I'm good. I just.. I don't care about Ian