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Chapter Fourteen
MORGAN
I rolled over and stretched. The slight pain between my legs caused me to smile as the memory of last night flooded my mind. All too quickly, it was chased away by the memory of the stalker and what he did to Ryan’s truck.
Sitting up, I looked to my left, and for a moment, nothing else mattered. Ryan was lying there, sound asleep. I remembered him carrying me to bed in the early hours of the morning, then crawling in next to me and pulling me against him. That feeling of safety had caused me to drift back to sleep almost instantly.
Now I was waking with him by my side, and I wanted it to always be like this.
I rolled over carefully and propped my head on my hand as I watched his chest rise and fall. I chewed on my lip and focused on his mouth. The same mouth that had been all over my body last night, making me feel things I’d never felt before.
Squeezing my legs together tightly, I slowly exhaled. I wanted to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming. Was Ryan really here? Had last night actually happened? I lifted the sheet a bit. One quick peek revealed he was naked.
Holy mother of all get out. Ryan was sleeping naked next to me.
Drawing in a deep breath, I eased my hand under the bedding and gently grasped his length. He was somewhat hard already.
Ryan let out a soft moan as his hips jerked slightly. I couldn’t help but smile, knowing I was the one making him moan with pleasure. Was I brave enough to give him oral sex? I could…but would I do it right?
I squeezed a bit tighter, slowly working my hand over his hardening dick. Ryan mumbled something in his sleep, and I leaned in closer.
“Morgan,” he whispered softly, and my chest nearly burst. “Morgan… I love you.”
My hand stilled, and it took everything I had not to squeal in excitement. I blinked several times as I stared at his mouth, willing him to repeat the words.
He suddenly stretched, and I pulled my hand away and dropped back on the bed. I closed my eyes and pretended I was asleep. I felt the bed move, and then a soft fingertip moved down my cheek and along my jawline.
“My sweet Morgan.”
His words caused my heart to flutter, and all I wanted to do was scream for him to repeat those three words he’d just said! I needed to know that I’d actually heard it and hadn’t been mistaken.
A soft kiss on my forehead had me blinking my eyes open. Ryan’s caramel eyes seemed to catch the sunrays that were filtering in through the window, and when he smiled, my God, the whole room lit up.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“I love it when you call me that.”
He raised a brow. “Really?”
I nodded. “And I love when you put your hand on my lower back to guide me somewhere. And when you softly kiss the tip of my nose.”
Ryan chuckled. “Are you always this open and honest in the morning? Because if so, I’ll start making a list of questions to ask you as soon as you open your eyes.”
“Does this mean you’ll be sleeping in my bed with me every night?”
He brushed a strand of hair back from my face. “I’d love to fall asleep and wake up next to you every day…if that’s what you want too.”
“It is,” I quickly stated. “I barely remember you bringing me in here last night.”
He gave me a soft smile, but it didn’t fully reach his eyes.
I placed my hand on his bare chest—and nearly jerked it away when I felt that electricity between us. Passion quickly filled Ryan’s eyes and a sense of boldness swept over me. I pushed him back, pulled the sheet down and got up on my knees. I pulled my shirt up and over my head. Ryan must have taken off my sweats because I was only wearing a pair of panties. I quickly removed them and crawled over his body.
“Morgan,” he said in a raspy voice.
“I want you, Ryan.”
He closed his eyes and groaned when I sat on him, his hard cock nestled between my legs. I could feel his heat, and it instantly flamed my own desire.
I lifted up and reached for him, working myself onto his cock. I was so wet, I knew it would be easy to take him. “Tell me if I do something wrong.”
He nearly laughed. “Trust me, you won’t.”
I lifted myself back up, then down. I’d seen a porn movie or two in my life and had an idea of what to do.
“Do what makes you feel good, Morgan. You’re in control.”
Those words did something to me. A sense of power overtook my nerves. I placed my hands on his chest, bent low, and rubbed my clit against him. It was glorious, and if I kept that up, I’d be coming in no time.
