she bit her lip so she wouldn’t sob with frustration or gratitude.
“You have no idea what you’re asking of me,” Thea told him, gritting her teeth while she fought to keep still as Morgan rocked again. And again. And again harder.
When Morgan had finally completed the deed in a thorough way, and Thea felt him buried deeply within her, another keening moan escaped as mother nature provided a second peak to show Thea what could be.
“Morgan, I don’t know if I can do what you want much longer,” Thea warned, her breath a sob of both torture and profound recognition of his ownership of her body in that moment.
Holding himself still inside her depths, Morgan counted to ten, and then to twenty for good measure.
“No turning back now,” he told her finally, his voice steady in her ear.
Thea arched up into his voice until his lips streaked across her cheek to her mouth where he held her hovering on the edge of mindlessness as he kissed her.
Morgan slid out half-way, and then plunged all the way home hard to prove the point he wanted to make to both of them.
“See,” he said roughly, holding her straining body as still as he could. “Virgin no more. Hot, wild woman instead.”
“Morgan,” she called. “I can’t wait any longer.”
“One more minute,” he pleaded, holding her on the shimmering edge as he felt her tight as fist around him and pulling him in as deep as he could go. “Okay. Okay. I can’t wait either.”
Then Morgan stopped holding back. He just plunged into her over and over as Thea called his name out over and over. Her legs fought his and then wrapped around him—first in demand, and then in surrender.
Five minutes was all it took after that point for Morgan to reach climax himself.
It was without question the best five minutes of his life.
Until his heart stopped beating, he would never forget how it felt to make Thea Carmichael his. She had shimmered around his every thrust with an extended orgasm silkier than the gown and robe she had worn tonight.
When Thea was at last silent, and deathly still beneath him, Morgan made himself stop kissing her and lay down to cover her body fully with his. It was another action new to him.
He had never wanted to linger inside a woman before.
Still breathing hard from the exertion, Morgan raised his head and saw Thea was completely pink, coated with sweat, and looked drunk as a hell. Looking at her, he was suddenly dizzy with a need for Thea not the least bit sated by what they had just done.
Sexual bliss wasn’t going to be enough, Morgan realized, fighting not to be shocked. He definitely wanted exclusive rights to this woman, only this woman. Since it was a damn scary feeling, Morgan pushed it away ruthlessly, telling himself it was just because it was their first time together.
“You are without doubt the sexiest woman I have ever known, Thea Carmichael,” Morgan told her sincerely.
“And you are a very talented man in bed, Morgan Reed,” Thea told him. “You were definitely worth the ten-year wait.”
Morgan thought his satisfied grin was probably adding all kinds of new wrinkles to his face.
“Thanks for the compliment, but I was thinking we probably need a second time tonight to be completely sure your virginity is all gone. How about an hour from now? Another ten years seems an awfully long time to wait for round two,” he teased.
“Okay,” Thea said, reasonably. “You deserve another chance if you want one. My orgasm was like a twenty on a scale of ten. I know I was worried about how it would go, but what we didwas really, really good for me.”
Morgan smiled and rolled off her completely. “Actually, what we didwas really torturous. In the end, I lasted five minutes. Trust me, Thea. You haven’t seen good yet.”
Thea groaned and rolled to her side into a fetal position. “You’re leaving in four months. I don’t want to like you or get used to having you. Don’t be better than this.”
Morgan laughed
“You have no idea what you’re asking of me,” Thea told him, gritting her teeth while she fought to keep still as Morgan rocked again. And again. And again harder.
When Morgan had finally completed the deed in a thorough way, and Thea felt him buried deeply within her, another keening moan escaped as mother nature provided a second peak to show Thea what could be.
“Morgan, I don’t know if I can do what you want much longer,” Thea warned, her breath a sob of both torture and profound recognition of his ownership of her body in that moment.
Holding himself still inside her depths, Morgan counted to ten, and then to twenty for good measure.
“No turning back now,” he told her finally, his voice steady in her ear.
Thea arched up into his voice until his lips streaked across her cheek to her mouth where he held her hovering on the edge of mindlessness as he kissed her.
Morgan slid out half-way, and then plunged all the way home hard to prove the point he wanted to make to both of them.
“See,” he said roughly, holding her straining body as still as he could. “Virgin no more. Hot, wild woman instead.”
“Morgan,” she called. “I can’t wait any longer.”
“One more minute,” he pleaded, holding her on the shimmering edge as he felt her tight as fist around him and pulling him in as deep as he could go. “Okay. Okay. I can’t wait either.”
Then Morgan stopped holding back. He just plunged into her over and over as Thea called his name out over and over. Her legs fought his and then wrapped around him—first in demand, and then in surrender.
Five minutes was all it took after that point for Morgan to reach climax himself.
It was without question the best five minutes of his life.
Until his heart stopped beating, he would never forget how it felt to make Thea Carmichael his. She had shimmered around his every thrust with an extended orgasm silkier than the gown and robe she had worn tonight.
When Thea was at last silent, and deathly still beneath him, Morgan made himself stop kissing her and lay down to cover her body fully with his. It was another action new to him.
He had never wanted to linger inside a woman before.
Still breathing hard from the exertion, Morgan raised his head and saw Thea was completely pink, coated with sweat, and looked drunk as a hell. Looking at her, he was suddenly dizzy with a need for Thea not the least bit sated by what they had just done.
Sexual bliss wasn’t going to be enough, Morgan realized, fighting not to be shocked. He definitely wanted exclusive rights to this woman, only this woman. Since it was a damn scary feeling, Morgan pushed it away ruthlessly, telling himself it was just because it was their first time together.
“You are without doubt the sexiest woman I have ever known, Thea Carmichael,” Morgan told her sincerely.
“And you are a very talented man in bed, Morgan Reed,” Thea told him. “You were definitely worth the ten-year wait.”
Morgan thought his satisfied grin was probably adding all kinds of new wrinkles to his face.
“Thanks for the compliment, but I was thinking we probably need a second time tonight to be completely sure your virginity is all gone. How about an hour from now? Another ten years seems an awfully long time to wait for round two,” he teased.
“Okay,” Thea said, reasonably. “You deserve another chance if you want one. My orgasm was like a twenty on a scale of ten. I know I was worried about how it would go, but what we didwas really, really good for me.”
Morgan smiled and rolled off her completely. “Actually, what we didwas really torturous. In the end, I lasted five minutes. Trust me, Thea. You haven’t seen good yet.”
Thea groaned and rolled to her side into a fetal position. “You’re leaving in four months. I don’t want to like you or get used to having you. Don’t be better than this.”
Morgan laughed
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