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Forcing himself to wait until he had completely cleaned her pussy and mound, Morgan’s own arousal continued to grow until he could not wait another minute.
Crawling further up the mattress, he licked his way up the center of her body until the head of his cock fit into her wide-open pussy. The heat and wetness assured him she needed him to fill her.
“I’m clean and would rather not use a condom. That okay with you?”
“Yes. Please. Fuck me,” Zoe begged as she lifted her hips to entice him further into her body.
With a growl to express his own need, Morgan thrust fast and hard, not stopping until his cock was buried in her balls deep. Only then did he pause, allowing them both to breathe as they adjusted to his invasion.
When the muscles in his lower back began to knot up, he moved, pulling out until only the head remained before freezing for a few seconds and then pushing back deep. He tried to keep his movements slow and easy, but his need and her eyes demanded he move faster.
Each stroke was faster and harder than the one before until he was moving as fast as he could, driving them both up the mountain of arousal to the summit. Gritting his teeth, he tried to hold back his own release, resolute that she would come first.
But she looked equally determined. It took two more thrusts for him to realize she was waiting for permission.
“Come, baby. Let me hear you scream,” he ordered as he thrust even harder.
On the next thrust, her eyes closed as she screamed out her release. His own orgasm rushed through him like a cannon shot and he roared as his body locked and his seed pulsed into her.
He had just enough energy left to logroll them until he rested on his back, and she lay sprawled across his chest.
“I’m going to need another bath,” she whispered on a yawn a few minutes later.
“In the morning,” he promised softly.
When she did not answer, he released she was asleep. All he could do was smile with the pleasure that filled his heart and soul.
He had finally found the woman who was a match for his dark and kinky soul.
Chapter Fourteen
After spending a sex-filled, lazy Saturday, it wasn’t until Sunday morning that Zoe realized a miracle had occurred. Neither of their phones had rung. But it was barely dawn when hers began to ding with text messages like a plague had hit the city overnight and she was the only healthcare provider available.
Opening her eyes, she glared at her phone. She was comfortable in Morgan’s arms, her body still zinging from the previous day and a half of playing sex games with a sadist.
When his phone began to sound with what sounded like gunshots on the other nightstand, she sighed and reached for hers. Opening the text app, she frowned as she counted texts. Fifteen from her bosses and another dozen or more from friends and patients.
Then the phone rang. The screen showed it was her boss calling.
“Don’t answer it,” Morgan mumbled behind her.
“I have to. It looks like the apocalypse must be starting,” she said as she swiped the screen and held the phone to her ear. “Good morning, Richard. What’s the emergency?”
“You need to be in the office in an hour,” Richard said without returning the pleasantries.
He sounded so unlike himself that Zoe blinked. “What’s going on?”
“I’d rather not go into it over the phone. One hour, Zoe,” he said before the line went dead.
“What the fuck?” Zoe whispered as she sat up.
She felt Morgan move behind her. “What’s going on?”
“I’m not sure. But my boss sounded like the world was coming to an end and demanded I be in the office in an hour. I have to go if I’m going to make it across town in time.”
Without waiting for him to respond, Zoe stood and rushed to the bathroom. She wouldn’t have time to return to her apartment, so Richard would have to take her in her jeans and T-shirt she had. She had scrubs at work to change into if she needed to, but if it really was an emergency, the patients wouldn’t care what she was wearing.
After a two-minute shower to wash off the scent of sex, Zoe dried off and quickly brushed her teeth and combed her hair. Then she returned to the bedroom to arrange for a car to pick her up only to find Morgan up and dressed. He looked unusually grim as he threaded a belt through his pants beltloops.
