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“Oh, if you wa–oh fuck!” Morgan lets out because before he is able to finish the sentence, I lower myself onto his erect cock.

“You’re right,” I say as I rise and fall slowly, gliding over the length of him while biting my lip. “This was a very good idea.”

“Goddamn, baby girl,” Morgan grits out while gripping my thighs in his hands. “You feel so fucking unreal.”

“So do you,” I say as I pick up to a steady rhythm. And as we flow together, Morgan stares up at me, and I meet his gaze. And it suddenly occurs to me that I’ve never had sex in this position before. Not with the lights on. Okay, well there’s no lights per se. But the moon is bright enough that we can see each other. The point is, this is a position that would normally make me feel very self-conscious. And yet, with Morgan, I don’t feel even a hint of that. I haven’t since day one. Since the night at the Sapphire…

“Forgive me,” he says and I snap out of the memory.

“For?” I ask.

“I could do this all night. I’d love to do this right here all night. But I need…you,” he says, and with that, we both pick up the pace, me grinding my body down against him and his hips matching the movement.

Both of us moan loudly enough that I am certain that if anyone is around, they can hear everything. And to be quite honest, I really don’t give a damn.

I moan again, this time more desperately, and as my pussy tightens around the girth of his cock and he thrusts harder and deeper with every drive, I bite my lips to hold back the scream that I know is coming. Because this angle, and the idea of what we are doing and where we are doing it is so hot, so pleasurable, so erotic that I know I am going to lose all control. All composure. And I do.

“Oh god…” I let out, and Morgan moans too as the flood washes over us with more force than the Atlantic waves on the shore below us.

We are left panting, sweating, and holding each other. Morgan sits up with me in his lap, and our eyes meet again, dark yet bright, calm yet wild. And without a single word (because there is no need) he kisses me again. Long, slow and deep. And in my mind, I cross off another bucket list item.

Have sex under the stars.

Chapter 34

Morgan

“Well, look at you not strangling the chair this time,” Scarlett teases as we lift off the ground into the sky.

And she’s right. Even though we are literally over the ocean within seconds of leaving the ground, I am more relaxed than during previous flights. Probably because I’ve gotten used to traveling again. I still hold my breath at the beginning and end, but considering this trip has been a baptism by fire for me, I think I’m doing pretty well.

“I think living through that storm, both in the air and on the ground, helped with that a little,” I say, and Scarlett rests a hand on my leg.

“Well, I’m proud of you,” she says, and I snort a little at that. “What?” she asks.

“You make it sound like I should get a gold star for not shitting myself on a flight,” I scoff.

“Hey. A lot of people are afraid of flying. For all kinds of reasons,” she says.

“Yeah well, not everyone has no known fears,” I tell her, and she shrugs.

“True.”

“Alright, so next up is the Keys,” Donovan says, diving into work mode. “Florida Keys, not to be confused with the Sapphire Keys in Miami,”

“Obviously,” I say, but he dodges my sarcasm.

“The resort is the Sunset,” he says for Scarlett’s benefit, probably unaware that she already knows all this. “It is arguably one of the most popular resorts of them all.”

“You say that about all of them,” she chuckles.

“Yes. But the Sunset is always booked out. Between being in Florida and one of the most popular travel points in the state, it rarely has a spare room.”

“And we’ve booked the E-suite, yes?” I ask. Because, for the most part, we haven’t given the hotels too much of a heads-up that we are coming. I wanted some spontaneity in it so they wouldn’t over-prepare or sweep anything under the rug.

“Yes, we have the E-suite,” Donovan confirms. “Unfortunately, between you showing your face at your own resorts for the first time since college and your traveling with a social media celebrity, our travels have become somewhat of a spectacle.”

“Meaning?” I ask.