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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.”
    Morgan thrust into me all at once and I cried out , clamp ing his sides with my legs. He began moving in and out, slow at first, until he found the perfect angle and rhythm. He pushed my face aside with his and kissed my neck while my moans grew louder with every perfect thrust.
    “This is what you want baby?” He drove faster .
    “Yes, yes,” I cried out.
    He