arm. “Yeah, that’s the sensation I get every time. That initial rise in the air always makes me feel that, then the—”
“Adrenaline kicks in and you feel like you can fly.” Morgan laughed. “If you think about it, you are actually flying, since you are in a balloon.”
“Yeah.” Bella went up the steps and waited until they were across the porch and in front of the door before she said, “So how about the skydiving?”
“Bella.” Morgan laughed. “We barely just got finished with the balloon ride. Let me at least get over that first.”
“See, I knew it was a maybe.” Bella hugged him.
“You never give up, do you?”
“Nope. Not when it is something that counts.” Bella stared at him. “And any time spent with you matters.”
Bella held her breath after she’d said it. She meant it, too. Being with Morgan had quickly become something she looked forward to and she was always eager to see him.
“Yeah.” Morgan opened the door and stood back. She went in and he followed, closing the door behind him. Morgan pulled her into his arms and brought her to face him. “Time with you really matters.” He lowered his head and kissed her.
Bella returned it, pressing close to him. Morgan ran his hand down to her ass, yanking her closer to him. She moaned when she felt his hardened shaft through their clothing. He slid his fingers under the waistband of her skirt, pushing it down so cool air feathered her skin. Morgan put his hand under her panties and moved them down and off. Her clothing pooled at her feet and Bella groaned as she opened her legs, rubbing on his jean-clad body. Morgan gentled his kiss then stopped. Stepping back, he unbuckled his belt. Bella took over and unbuttoned his jeans then lowered his zipper before she took his erection out. She rubbed her fingers over the head of his penis, spreading the pre-cum before she lifted her hand and licked her fingers clean.
“Condom. Pocket.”
She reached into his pocket and retrieved the condom before placing it on his engorged member.
Morgan backed her up until she was against the wall. He lifted and she wrapped her legs around him. His shaft slid along her pussy lips. She rocked forward, wanting him inside her. Bella reached between their bodies and held his cock. Morgan surged forward, filling her in one thrust. Removing her touch, Bella gripped his shoulders, dropping her head back on the wall and whimpering. Morgan pounded into her in quick, deep and pleasurable motions.
“Bella.” The urgency in his tone made her meet his gaze.
Bella’s breath caught at the passion and possessiveness in his eyes. She placed her hand at the back of his head and clenched her fingers in his hair.
“Morgan. Fuck me,” Bella said between gritted teeth.
“Yes.” Morgan grunted with each movement then said, “So good.”
“Harder,” she demanded and tightened her inner walls, gripping him as he moved.
Morgan moaned, a long, drawn-out sound, and shivered as he continued to stroke. Sweat-slickened skin was along hers as they moved together. Through glazed eyes, Bella watched the fierceness of his face then she thought of the first time she’d seen him and had thought of him as a predator. The look on his face and his motions reaffirmed her impression. Morgan was taking her and laying his claim and as she’d thought earlier, she was willing to accept all he could give.
“Morgan.” Bella licked along his jaw and nibbled the skin. “Make me yours.”
“Mine,” Morgan said in a guttural tone.
“Yes.” Bella clenched and rocked in counter with his rhythm.
Morgan increased his strokes, making incoherent sounds as he filled her. Bella tightened her hold on his head, pulling him close, and kissed him as she moved with him. Morgan opened and kissed him urgently then they playfully tangled tongues. Heat pooled in Bella’s stomach and she rotated her hips, wanting the pleasure she knew was just out of reach. Morgan grabbed her ass and yanked her