Around the World in 80 Men Series: Books 11-20 (67 page)

Morgan thought about his words,
and she actually agreed with him. “I was told that I wasn't
right for my last client. It seems like I've been told by nearly
everyone that I'm not good enough.”

That was the part that
Michael was hoping for. “That's just it... it
seems
like you're not good enough for people because it's mental
exhaustion. Trust me, Morgan, just step away for awhile and you'll
feel much better.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and
thanked him, it was the first bit of advice that didn't center around
her faults, and at least for that, she was thankful

As they walked back to the car,
Morgan decided to test the water. “So, are you going to see me
to my room?”

“If you'd like,” he
pulled her into his side even tighter.

“I'd love to see you
in
my room.” Her slight change of words didn't go unnoticed and
the smiles that they exchanged was enough to build the tension
between them, all the way back to her room.

“Home sweet home.”
Morgan's arm went out to sweep across the area in front of her as
Michael walked in. “Make yourself comfortable, I'll see if I
have anything here to drink.” Morgan checked the small fridge,
but all she found was the hard stuff. “Hmm... I'll have to
call down for something, unless you like these?” She held a
small bottle of Jack in front of her, and Michael shook his head.

“No, I can't say that I
do.” He smiled as he walked to her side and put the small
bottle back in the door. He took her arms and brought her close,
then pulled them around his waist as he did the same. “Are
we... staying in for the night?” His face was more serious,
and the playful look of youth was gone for the first time that day.
He was man... all man, as he looked down into her face. Morgan's
heart raced as she nodded slowly.

“Yes. If that's what you
want.” He answered her with a kiss that blew the previous ones
away. His tongue slowly moved across her bottom lip, then he drew it
into his mouth and bit slightly as she gave in to the feel of what he
was doing to her. His hands moved down to her waist and he pulled
the fabric of her dress up with his fingers, never breaking the long
sensual kiss. He finally pulled away to remove the clothes from her
body, and picked her up, cradling her in his arms.

Morgan's sweet date was much
more forceful than she thought he would be, and it excited her more
and more with each touch. He dropped her gently on the bed, then
pulled the rest of her clothes from her body. “I've wanted you
since the night we met.”

His eyes traveled slowly over
her body as he undressed in front of her, leaving a very happy Morgan
with an amazing view. Just as she reached for him, Michael grabbed
her waist and flipped her over, then got on the bed and pulled her up
closer to the top. She felt his tongue at the back of her neck, and
he tasted her body all the way down to her lower back. His teeth
nipped at her soft skin as his warm tongue brought her pleasure that
nearly drove her wild. Michael licked the sensitive area around her
hips, and moved his hand to her center where one finger brought
intense heat throughout her body. She moved with his hand until he
stopped.

She started to roll over when
he sat up, but he took her hands from her sides and put them above
her head. “Stay there.” His body lowered over her again
and he held her wrists with one hand as he guided himself inside of
her with the other. Morgan raised her ass slightly in response, but
he was too heavy to move, and she whimpered with desire to take him
deeper.

His thrusts were slow, and
shallow, and her body arched hard against him. It was a mind blowing
torture that she fought to get more of, but he held her wrists
tightly to keep her arms in place. “I want more.” Her
voice strained while she begged for him to go deeper added fuel to
his own desires, and he flipped her over in one quick movement. Her
hands were once again easily held above her head.

“I'll give you all you
want.” He kissed her deeply as she felt him slide inside of
her again, and his size brought a moan from her lips that he felt
against his mouth. “Try not to move.” He sat up
slightly and pushed far inside of her slowly, and he pulled away when
she arched against him again. “Lay still, Morgan, just feel me
inside of you.” She closed her eyes and gripped her fingers
into a tight fist above her head. “That's it.” Once
again, he pushed deep inside of her and Morgan stayed perfectly still
as she felt him fill her completely, her inner walls squeezing him as
he pulled out slightly to enter her again. “Just feel me.”
Again and again, he slowly filled her and pulled out while she
moaned with white hot pleasure at taking in the intense feel of her
body being controlled by the gorgeous man.

She felt lightheaded as her
body tried to find its way to release, but his movements wouldn't
allow her to get that far and she finally pushed hard against him to
get what she wanted. He stopped moving and pressed down against her
frame. “Let me touch you.” She looked into his passion
filled eyes and sighed when he held her wrists tighter.

Michael pulled out of her and
brought his mouth down to her breasts, his entire body tightened when
Morgan's loud moan filled the room. “Ya like that?” His
eyes moved up to see Morgan nod as she pushed herself against his
mouth.

Michael's mouth did exactly the
same thing it had done to her lip and back, but that time, it drove
Morgan to the point of not taking his instructions any longer. He
pulled her pink nipple into his mouth and gently ran his teeth along
the sweet hardened part. Her reaction was more than he anticipated,
and he pushed his wet cock against her thigh as he took the little
bud into his teeth over and over. She tried to bring her hands to his
shoulders, but he held her still while he tortured her with pleasure
for longer than she thought she could bear it. Morgan's head moved
from side to side on the large pillow as she fought to touch him, to
pull him back inside of her, to find the release that he'd kept from
her.

He eased her torment slightly
as his hand moved back down her stomach, then to her wet center that
opened up to him at the first touch. His finger moved deeply inside
of her as she tried to push against him again, and he slowed his
movements enough to keep her out of bounds of where she wanted to go.
“Please... fuck!” She opened her eyes to plead with
the man, and he raised up and kissed her again while he let go of her
wrists and removed his finger.

Morgan's arms went around his
neck, and her legs wrapped completely around his waist as she pulled
him into her. Michael smiled and spoke into her mouth as he nipped
at her swollen lips and kissed her again. “Is this what you
want?” He raised up and entered her quickly, then pulled out
in the same way. Morgan moaned and nodded as she pulled at him
again. Michael pushed inside of her and gave the girl exactly what
she had begged for, the fast and deep movements that finally took her
over the edge. He moved his hands to cradle her head as she dug her
fingers into his large shoulders.

They held each other tightly as
they rode the intense waves of pleasure between their bodies. Morgan
pushed her forehead into his neck as the last of their shared bliss
came to an end.

“Fuck me!”

“Again?” Michael
laughed as he questioned her, and he rolled slowly to the space
beside her, then pulled her close as they caught their breath.
“You're amazing.” His voice was low as he continued to
breath hard.

“Me?” She sat up
laughing and laid over his chest. “All I did was lay there,
thanks to you.” She giggled, but she wouldn't have changed it
a bit. He smoothed her hair in the back and kissed her before
speaking.

“I wanted you to feel
me... really feel...us...together.” She ducked down under his
arm and cuddled against his large body.

“That I did, and it was
wonderful.”

*****

The next morning, Morgan was
sure that she was the first one to wake up, but as she looked to the
bed beside her, it was empty. “Dammit,” she mumbled under
her breath.

“Cursing already?”
Michael's voice startled her and made her look to where the sound had
came from. She gave him a playful squinty-eyed look, then wrapped the
blanket around her naked body as the scent of fresh coffee pulled her
toward the kitchen.

“You know, I was hoping
to wake up before you so I could do all of this,” Morgan eyed
all of the things Michael had obviously brought upstairs from the
breakfast bar below.

“Beat ya to it,” he
told her, then grabbed one of the warm muffins out of the half dozen
he'd brought up and held it out for her. When she went to grab it
though, he held it for ransom with the payment of a kiss, which she
was happy to pay in full. The muffin was nearly dropped in the middle
of their kiss, but Michael saved it.

She looked around at what else
he'd brought up, which from the looks of it, seemed to have been the
whole buffet downstairs. Eggs, sausage, toast, other muffins,
pancakes, three kinds of juice and... “Did you take the whole
coffee display?”

“Maybe,” Michael
stepped away from the tray that held a large variety of single serve
coffee to give her a better view.

“Good man!” Morgan
pushed him aside with her shoulder, giggling as he put up a small
fight, then eyed down her prey. Vanilla, caramel, dark roast... “I
think I could drink every one of these in a day. You know, I don't
think I could live without coffee!”

“Me either. Here, first
cup, you can have it.” Morgan wasn't going to argue when it
came to coffee. She happily carried his cup with her over to the bed,
along with another muffin and sat down, propping her back against the
numerous pillows. She was glad he'd stayed the whole night. Of
course, she had a feeling he would. He definitely didn't seem like
the one-night-stand kind of guy, but to see him there with her own
eyes made her feel better.

“I was thinking...,”
he carried his new cup and a plate of food to the bed and joined
her, “about what you said yesterday. The part about winning
the maiden by liking her for who she is.” Morgan stopped
chewing and looked in his direction. “Well, my plan is to win
you... because I think you're perfect, and I really like this maiden
for all that she is.” He kissed her softly, then went back to
his breakfast as Morgan's mind filled with all the previous
corrections to her personality.

“You do?” He
nodded and smiled as he chewed his blueberry muffin.

“Very much so.”

*****

Later that afternoon, Michael
was gone to see to a few errands with work, and Morgan was trying to
pack her bags for her early flight the next morning. Her mind just
kept going back to Michael, and her hands just wouldn't fill her bags
as quickly as she wanted them to. “Why did it go by so fast?”
She tried to keep moving, reminding herself that she still had a job
to do, and her next client was already locked in for the upcoming
week.

Morgan
thought about the hell that she had been through recently, but more
importantly, how she had handled it. On one hand, she would have
never gotten through any of it if it would have happened a few shorts
months ago, her maturity wasn't even close at the time. On the other,
she knew that the ordeal could have been handled better, but at least
she didn't have an outright episode in front of anyone.
True
,
she thought, she cried and felt sorry for herself, but in the end,
she was able to keep her misery to herself until she dealt with it on
her own.
I
did it. I don't always need help with my problems, I freaking did it
on my own!
She got back to work on her packing, slowly sorting what needed to go
where.

The zebra print bag was almost
organized when he walked back into the room. “Here, gorgeous.”
He pulled a large bouquet of purple and pink wildflowers from behind
his back and kissed her cheek as she gladly took them.

“Aw, I love them! Thank
you!” She looked them over as he sat on the chair next to the
bed.

“I see that you're
leaving soon.” His voice didn't hold the cheer that it did
just seconds prior. She looked down at the flowers and nodded.
“Will I see you again?” He got on the floor and sat next
to her as she stared at her bags. She nodded, but she couldn't tell
him when she would get the time again.

He started to stand when
Morgan's phone rang out and broke the silence between them. Michael
grabbed her phone from the middle of the bed and handed it to her.
“Thanks.” A quick look at the screen and she pressed the
button.

“Julianne? What's going
on?” She couldn't help the stress in her voice, Morgan still
felt as if she were on thin ice with her boss.

“Nothing's wrong, but
Colton has asked to postpone the meeting for a week. You can just
relax for now and meet him next Friday, or you can pick another
client.” It was clear that Morgan was to give her decision
right then. It was also clear, as she looked over at Michael, what
her answer would be.