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“Have you considered just telling her? Secrets have a tendency to come out, and it may be better to do so on your terms.”
“I can’t do that! She’d disown me. I’m not like you, Morgan. I don’t have super cool skills that translate into a real job. I’d have nothing, and no way to support myself.”
That was a tricky one, Morgan had to admit. “You have money now,” she pointed out. “Why don’t you use that money to study. Your grades at school were great—you certainly have the intelligence to take your education further. Then you would have employable skills, and you’d be able to come out.”
“Even that would make her suspicious. I’ve never showed any interest in studying. Why the sudden change of heart? I wouldn’t be able to offer her any truthful explanation, and she’s already catching on to the fact that there’s something going on she isn’t privy to.”
That was a good point. Morgan thought it would be worth the risk, but she was different than Leigh. She wasn’t opposed to risk—that’s why she was in the line of work she was in. Not everyone thrived in an environment of risk. Most people needed to know they were safe at all times if they were to live their best lives.
It sounded boring to Morgan, but she had seen it time and time again. What she called excitement, other people called trauma.
She wished she could do something to fix the situation for Leigh, but there was no fixing stupid. If Amanda was idiotic enough to refuse to accept her lovely daughter for who she really was, there was nothing Morgan could do about that.
The best she could do was help distract Leigh from her worries.
“How about I help you forget her for a little while, hm?” Morgan stepped into Leigh’s space and took her hand. “Only if you want to, of course?”
“I think I’d like that,” Leigh breathed. She was so beautiful. And so close. Her brown eyes were fixed on Morgan, her pupils dilated with lust.
Leigh was more beautiful than anyone Morgan could have imagined. The closer she got to her, the more beautiful she found her.
Morgan leant in and took Leigh’s lips in a kiss.
She pressed her tongue into Leigh’s mouth and Leigh opened to accept her, moaning at the feeling. They explored each other, their hands everywhere on each other’s bodies as their tongues danced together.
Morgan’s hands were drawn down to Leigh’s breasts as though pulled by a magnetic force. How many times had she forced her eyes away when Leigh was in one of her skimpy swimsuits? Now, she didn’t have to.
Leigh moaned as Morgan’s fingers brushed across her nipples. She was sensitive there, then. Good. Morgan pushed Leigh’s shirt down so that her breasts were exposed. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Morgan ducked down to pull one nipple into her mouth, sucking gently.
“Harder, Morgan,” Leigh breathed. “Please.”
Morgan smiled to herself and obliged her, sucking harder until she was sure it must be painful, but Leigh’s positively filthy moan spurred her on. She let her teeth graze lightly over Leigh’s nipple, drawing a loud gasp from her.
“Do that again,” Leigh begged.
Morgan gently bit into the hard nub of Leigh’s nipple.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Leigh chanted. She reached a hand between her legs and down her pants, but Morgan batted her hand away, replacing it with her own. She found Leigh soaking wet and swiped some of that wetness up to cover her clit before she started rubbing ever so slowly.
“Morgan,” Leigh whined, “please, I need more.”
“You’ll get more when I say you get more.”
She watched in satisfaction as Leigh’s pupils dilated at her words. She kept up her agonizingly slow pace, ignoring loud demands her own body was making. She was enjoying making Leigh squirm too much to pay attention to anything else right now.
Morgan dipped her head back down to suck on Leigh’s other nipple until it was as red and peaked as the first. Leigh’s moans were becoming increasingly desperate, and Morgan finally took pity on her, giving her a firmer pressure as she increased the motions of her fingers on Leigh’s clit.
Leigh was practically crying with relief as she bucked her hips up into Morgan’s touch. Morgan removed her fingers, prompting a whine from Leigh, but she didn’t give Leigh long to complain. She took hold of Leigh’s pants and pulled them down over her hips and to the floor. She did the same with Leigh’s soaking white lace panties.
Leigh was left with just her shirt on which was pulled down exposing her breasts and her hardened nipples.
Fuck, she is stunning.
Morgan pulled her shirt up over her head so she could see all of her.
She traced down Leigh’s body with her hands eliciting moans and squirms. She knew exactly what Leigh wanted but she wanted to take her time and enjoy her body.
She loved the way Leigh’s hips and breasts were wide and her waist dipped in like an hourglass- she was narrow just below her breasts.
