An Unexpected Turn of Events (closed for Maka)

[Maka]

Daniel laughed, giving all but the fraction of concentration needed for the road over to Morgan's bewitching kisses.


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Daniel's apartment was in an exclusive highrise. There was something hushed about it, as though sealed off by thick walls and high stairs from the city outside, and decorated with his own immaculate, coolly elegant taste. Few art-pieces hung on the walls but those that did were perfectly chosen masterpieces -French Post-Impressionists dominating.

The rooms were unmistakably those of a solitary man who preferred his solitude. There were books in every room, the shelves piled high with them, books in a wide variety of different languages on different subjects. One entire shelf in the living room was given over to first editions of Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Letting himself and Morgan in, Daniel swung the door shut behind him with his foot. His arms were occupied -he threw his arms around her and effortlessly lifted her up bodily in order to kiss passionately and hungrily, as though the break in their kisses between the car and his apartment had simply whetted his appetite.

He shifted his grip on her, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against him.

"Bed?" he murmured. "Couch? Floor?"

 

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Morgan laughed when Daniel simply swept her up into his arms - she liked that he was so impatient for her - but her laughter was cut short by his mouth pressed hard against hers once again.

She threw her own arms around him and wrapped her legs around his waist, wishing that their clothes could simply disappear.

"Bed? Couch? Floor?" He was kissing her, murmuring against her lips as they came through the door. Morgan had seen practically nothing of the apartment and, at the moment, she frankly had no interest in it. Still, on their walk up to the high-rise from his car, her suspicions had been confirmed: Daniel had money. Some women would find that intimidating, for fear of being considered a gold-digger. Some would be happy, because they were gold-diggers. Morgan was neither. All she felt was a sense of vague satisfaction at her hunch being correct. She didn't need to feel intimidated, nor did she need to be kept by him. She was doing well enough on her own. This just proved he was as much an animal in his career as he was proving to be in bed.

"Whichever gets you inside me fastest," she panted in answer. Then she returned her mouth to his, hungry for more, while her fingers started working deftly on the buttons of his shirt.

 

[Maka]

It was all the prompt Daniel needed. With Morgan wrapped up in his arms, he strode into the living room and laid her down on the carpeted floor. Beds were a nicety, for people who craved each other less than the two of them did. Morgan's scent, her kisses, her frantic moans, the way she writhed within his arms as though trying to bring every inch of her body into contact with him at once, were driving him wild.

Morgan's busy, eager fingers had already undone his shirt -Daniel shucked it from his shoulders as he straightened. His sculpted chest was pure muscle without an ounce of fat, honed by a rigorous exercise regimen. He held Morgan's gaze, then bent down to address the zipper of her skintight black dress and peel it from her body, revealing the wonders underneath. He felt like a boy unwrapping the most amazing Christmas present imaginable. It took all of his willpower not to simply tear the delicate material away from her body.

 

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Morgan stopped dead when Daniel finally pulled off his shirt, and she spent a moment simply staring unabashedly at his chest, her lung emptying of breath all at once. He was glorious, and she wanted him - all of him.

The moment only lasted a few seconds, though, because Daniel was soon reaching down to unzip her dress. She pushed herself up onto her elbows to help him get her out of the dress - once she zipper was undone, she arched her body while he pulled the dress the rest of the way down, revealing her uncovered breasts to him and a black lace thong that hid practically nothing of her pussy, especially considering that it was still wet from her previous orgasm, and clinging tightly to her skin.

She kicked the dress the rest of the way off and reached for his shoulders, tugging sharply. She was trying to pull herself up to him, but ended up only doing so in a half-measure, because he came forward to her to meet her halfway, his hands hitting the floor on either side of her shoulders to hold them both up. She kissed him fiercely, eager to feel her bare chest against his, while one of her hands set about undoing his pants again.

 

[Maka]

Morgan's black silk dress fell away from her. Her breasts looked even better nude. Proudly bared for his admiration, they were eye-poppingly huge, buoyant, healthily tanned globes looking even bigger on her slender frame above her flat trim stomach. Her breasts jiggled and bounced in response to the slightest movement of her body, revealing their completely natural origins, and were capped with dusty pink areolas whose nipples were stiff and quivering with arousal. Morgan's golden-hued body could have been perfectly engineered for pleasure, both giving and receiving.

Morgan had pushed herself up to kiss him, urgently and fiercely, even as her deft fingers undid the buckles of his belt and pushed his pants down. Daniel pressed down on her mouth, his mouth dominating hers and his hands, twined around her back, landing on the sweet, round curves of her ass, kneading it joyously. Even as Morgan impatiently disposed of his underpants, he slipped his thumbs under her thong and pulled it down, the soaked-through material sliding easily down her legs and rolling off her feet.

By now they were both naked. Daniel crouched above Morgan, his massive erection thick and rampant against the toned hardness of his chest. Despite her own height, she was totally physically dominated by the tall man above her, his blue eyes glowing with lust.

Usually, Daniel would first have lavished her body with the delicate, sensual attentions it all but cried out for her -licking and caressing her magnificent breasts, her slick tight pussy, going every flawless inch of her with fingers and tongue and lips to find the sweet spots that made her purr or wriggle or arch her back and scream with pleasure. But not now. That could all come later. Right now his only coherent thought was to satisfy his most animalistic and primal desires by making her his there and then on the floor.

Many women were intimidated by the sheer size of Daniel's monster cock. They needed the delicious foreplay, the gradual build-up of pleasure, to bring them to the point where lust could drown their inhibitions and trepidations, where they could become woman enough for it and the frightening levels of pleasure they sensed it could bring them, where they no longer care what they screamed as he took them or whether the neighbours would think them sluts.

But Morgan wasn't like that. There hadn't been a hint of hesitation when she'd first sighted Daniel's cock, just eager lust to begin sucking. They were two of a kind, that much was clear. Her pussy was soaking in her juices and she had been kissing and caressing him for the past half hour, all while wriggling and sashaying like a girl possessed. Daniel knew what they both needed, right away.

Taking the massive rod in his hand, he pushed forward, pressing the head into Morgan's pussy, almost groaning at the sweet, slick tightness and warmth. Then in one swift, fluid movement he pushed it all the way up inside her, letting her feel every thick inch.

 

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Morgan's hands had been grasping his back, holding her body against him, when he angled his cock against her opening and thrust inside. Her kisses and touches before now had, admittedly, not exactly been what one might call gentle. But now, the moment his cock filled her, stretching her and pressing into her deepest places, she lost that last little bit of self-control.

Her vision left her, for the moment - she could see, but none of it resolved past shapes of colour. Her fingers dug into the skin of his back and her mouth, which had been trailing kisses over his jaw and neck, released a sound that was some combination of a purr and growl, and she bit him - not hard enough to hurt (much), but certainly enough to leave a mark. It was unusually harsh even for her to do something like that, but she'd had no other way of expressing the primal pleasure she felt at finally being filled.

"Fuck..." It came out as a gasp, while her hips started grinding slowly, experimentally against him. "Oh god..." Her vision cleared and she saw the red mark she'd left on his neck. She laughed softly, pumping her hips slowly back against him and trailed a series of light, soothing kisses over the mark. "Whoops." Something about her tone said, though, that she wasn't particularly sorry for what she'd done.

 

[Maka]

The sudden, sharp pain of Morgan's bite provided the perfect counterpoint to the blissful pleasure. She was like a wild tigress in bed, but Daniel was more than man enough for her. It was as though the velvet walls of her pussy had molded themselves to the massive girth of his cock, as though they were as intent on sucking the cum out as her mouth had been earlier. Her body was so quiveringly responsive to his every move, it felt incredible.

Morgan was experimentally pushed her hips upwards, getting accustomed to this massive thick rod so deep inside her while she frantically kissed and nuzzled the spot she'd bitten. Daniel's hand went to her ass and used it lift her up off the floor. Then he let out a primal growl of his own as he began the onslaught.

Each thrust slammed all the way into her soaked core before pulling back almost the entire way out before thrusting deep in again, angling his hips so as to hit every sensitive sweet spot on the way down, each time a little faster than before, building up into a passionate tempo, all the while his hand squeezing and kneading her ass, holding her irresistibly in place while he impaled her, while he ravished her body. He was taming the tigress with pure pleasure, matching her wildness and fierceness with his own, taking both of them to impossible heights of ecstasy with that hot, sweet friction.

 

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Morgan's whole body arched as Daniel started fucking her, deep and hard. She pushed herself back against him, lifting her hips in such a way that she was opening herself further to him. Overcome with pleasure, she tried to respond to his thrusts with her own, but his hand on her ass held her apparently in the exact position he wanted her. She eventually gave up and allowed him to guide her into whatever position he desired.

Her eyes closed, gasping and moaning every time he filled her to the hilt, she lifted her hands above her head and her fingers found a table of some kind. She didn't care much what it was - she simply pressed her hand flat against it and used it as purchase to start pushing back against his thrusts with real power normally not afforded her when underneath her partner - especially not when he was fucking her so powerfully.

"Oh fuck," she breathed. Her skin felt like it was on fire. "I'm close. Fuck! Yes, oh yes, make me cum!" Her voice got louder and more heated with every word, until, only a few thrusts after she'd finished speaking, her whole body went rigid for a moment, and then bucked violently against him as he drove her over her edge. She cried out, nearly screaming his name in her overwhelming pleasure, her pussy pulsing and gripping his cock as she came hard for him.

 

[Maka]

Morgan's body trembled and bucked under the impact of a titanic orgasm. Her eyes went wide, her enormous breasts shaking, her mouth opening to cry out his name and her juicy, velvet pussy sealing tight with greedy, possessive force around the massive rod bringing her such pleasure. It was all Daniel could do to keep himself under control, to keep pumping as steadily and relentlessly as a piston, pushing her into ever-greater heights of pleasure as the tides of her orgasm swept over her.

As Morgan slowly drew breath once again, and her body began to stop bucking and shivering, Daniel climbed on to his knees without withdrawing, looming over her. With his hands on her amazing ass, he lifted her clean up off the ground and, shifting his grip to her hips, brought her down hard, a squirming, delicious armful, on to his cock. Their position allowed Morgan a perfect view of Daniel's massive rod disappearing inside her, stretching her out. Now the tempo was even faster -a constant hammerfall of stroke after stroke, an impossibly wild and out of control ride.

 

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Morgan was gasping and panting, recovering from her orgasm very slowly thanks to the unrelenting pounding Daniel was giving her. She slid her arms around his shoulders and started to return his thrusts once again. She started kissing and nipping at his neck, moaning into his ear. "Fuck, you feel so good..."

She leaned back and her gaze slid down to the sight of his cock sliding into her pussy. She bit her lip, grinding her hips down against his, loving the sight. She slid her hand down her body, pinching and kneading her breasts. Then her hands slid the rest of the way down her toned stomach, to her clit.

Once her fingers found her clit, she pinched and stroked her swollen nub, moaning loudly. With each pinch, her pussy clamped down around him, gripping and sucking on his hard cock. She threw her head back and gave a throaty moan.

 

[Maka]

Daniel closed his eyes for a moment.

"Morgan... " he whispered huskily. "Your body was made for fucking."

It was true. She was mindblowing in bed -the most athletic, flexible, energetic, and responsive woman he'd ever fucked. She was driving him to ever-greater heights, as though those throaty moans and screams of hers were the only thing he ever wanted to hear.

The sight of her playing with her breasts, pinching and kneading them as she threw her head back and rode him in ecstasy, was wildly erotic. He dipped his head forward and began licking the nipples, tasting her, running his tongue down the smooth, soft valley of cleavage, all the while keeping up the relentless onslaught on her pussy, which was now clamping down in time with her rhythmic manipulations of her swollen clit.

 

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Morgan grinned wickedly. "That's right. And my body is all yours tonight..." With this orgasm, the edge of her hunger had been taken off. It wasn't to say that she didn't desire him, but rather she now wanted to see his pleasure. She wanted to make him explode for her.

She buried her hands in his hair, encouraging his licking and sucking of her breasts. She shut her eyes and started moving her hips in purposeful motions, searching for the motions that made him react - either with sounds of pleasure, or a twitch of his muscles or cock. She grinned whenever she found one and repeated each that she discovered. "Tell me what you want me to do," she whispered. "Tell me what gives you the greatest pleasure."

 

[Maka]

The truth of what Morgan was whispering struck Daniel with dizzying erotic force. Her stunning body was entirely at his disposal tonight, to use as he saw fit. She was bringing the same wild energy and hunger to pleasing him that she had earlier in sucking his cock. He groaned in pleasure as Morgan slid herself down his cock, taking advantage of her supple, flexible body and met her open in a fierce kiss.

As he broke the kiss, he grinned at her.

"I want you to bite and scratch. I want you to claw me and howl like a bitch in heat, while I fuck you like one. I want to hear the filthiest, dirtiest things coming out of that beautiful mouth. I want to fuck you until you can't stand up any more."

 

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Morgan's whole body throbbed with desire as Daniel told her to go wild on him. She hadn't felt free to let go of her inhibitions like that since... well, maybe ever. The only times she'd ever done so, she'd scared off her partners, who had either wanted her to simply accept their domination without proving themselves worthy of it, or who had lost the fight for domination and had crawled away afterwards feeling totally emasculated.

Daniel would do neither of those things, she knew. He'd already proven himself more than worthy of her, a hundred times over. She had no doubt that, even if she fought for a position of power over him, even if he allowed her to 'win,' he would still be in absolute control. Any fight for domination would be a game. One Morgan was keen to play.

Morgan grinned fiercely at him, her eyes dancing. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled herself hard against him, crushing her body against his and kissing him almost violently. She started slamming her hips down even harder against his cock. It was clear she found his invitation to go wild arousing - her juicy pussy, already soaked as it was, was getting even wetter, completely soaking his balls and inner thighs with her arousal. She nipped sharply at his lip, and her fingernails started digging into his back.

"Fuck," she hissed, her lips still brushing his. Then she laughed warmly. "I was trying to focus on you, to get you to cum for me... but after only a few words from you, here I am, getting so close again." She pressed another short, kiss to his lips, whimpering with pleasure. "I want to feel your hot cum inside me, oh god, please fill up my juicy little cunt..."

 

[Maka]

The breathy words coming out of Morgan's mouth were competing with her own whimpers of pleasure and the obscene smacking and squelching sounds every time her tight ass slapped down on to his knees. Daniel, finally able to fuck a girl as vigorously and mercilessly as he was able, was holding nothing back for this gorgeous sex goddess, this angel of lust.

He could feel his release building, but held the tides back, waiting for Morgan to reach yet another orgasm before blasting her with his hot seed.

 

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Morgan was speeding closer to another orgasm faster than she ever thought possible. Her breath was leaving her in small, airy cries of passion. He was thickening inside her. She could feel him getting closer, and she wanted it desperately. Her words devolved from passionate and dirty to simple, breathy begging for his cum: "Oh god, Daniel, please, fuck me, cum for me, I need it. Fuck, I need you. Please, God..."

She was holding herself back, too, trying to wait until he came before she let herself go. She couldn't have known she was simply torturing them both, that it was holding both of them back from release. Had she been in her right mind, she might have guessed, but she was utterly lost to the fire he ignited inside her. Soon, though, she couldn't hold back any longer, and she slammed her hips down against his as she finally let go. Her orgasm ripped through her and her pussy started gripping and milking his cock. A moment later, she felt Daniel let go, and the first shot of cum exploding inside her. She gripped him hard, her nails scratching down his back. "FUCK! Daniel!" She buried her face in his neck while she bucked on his legs. Each spurt of his cum served to drive her orgasm higher, and the harder her pussy spasmed around him, the more cum she seemed to be milking from him.

They came down slowly, with Morgan grinding her hips against him, her body jerking slightly every time she was hit with an aftershock from her orgasm. She was trailing wet, light kisses over his neck and shoulder, and soothing the scratches she'd left on his back with a lighter, feather touch.

 

[Maka]

Morgan turned near feral as their simultaneous orgasms hit -spasming, clawing at his back and howling like a banshee, all the while the muscles of her cunt squeezed incredibly tight, milking his spurting cock for every last drop of the hot seed. Daniel had never felt anything like the sweet wild pleasure, prolonged for what seemed like an eternity of white hot bliss as Morgan rode out her orgasm.

The lovely girl slowly went limp in his arms, although her body still jerked and quivered in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Her flawless caramel skin seemed to glow with its own warm inner light now and there was a dreamy softness to her heavy-lidded eyes, a tender attentiveness to her ministrations to his back and shoulders -scratches she herself had inflicted in the height of passion. Daniel grinned, and nuzzled her back, burying his head in her fragrant dark hair, and kissing the side of her neck.

Then he stood, effortlessly gathering her up in his arms, and brought her into the bedroom, where he laid her on his bed and laid down alongside her, letting her rest her head on his chest.

"I think I'm owed two of your secrets", he whispered with a mischevious smile, referring to their bargain from earlier in the evening.

 

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Morgan loved the way Daniel seemed able to gather her up so effortlessly and carry her into his bedroom. She wasn't aware of much other than him - his warmth, the strength of his arms around her. It wasn't until they were lying together on his bed that she noticed anything but him. Amusingly, it was the sheets - they were dark in colour, and soft as silk. It was the smooth coolness of the sheets, and the sharp contrast of that feeling next to Daniel's heat.

She laughed softly as his observation, then pushed herself up a little. Her chest was still pressed down against his, but her face was now hovering an inch or so above his grinned visage. Her hair - a tousled mess that looked every inch like the hair of a woman who had just engaged in particularly frantic lovemaking - fell down around both of their faces, containing them in a space all their own, and enveloping them in the sweet smell of her hair. She leaned down and kissed him softly, leaving with a playful nip of his lower lip.

"I should have known better than to agree to such a deal. I only get one question... Unless we can count the orgasms from the car?" She was eager enough to learn more about him that she would be willing to include them, even if it meant letting him have a third question for her.

 

[Maka]

Daniel returned Morgan's nibbling kiss with one of his own, relishing her nearness, her warmth, the scent of her slender naked body. She smelt of her perfume, of his cologne, of sex and arousal, and underlying it all the subtle, spicy scent that was hers and hers alone. He loved it, inhaling it with relish.

"We'll count the times from the car," he said mock-indulgently. One hand had slipped to her shoulder, and he was idly tracing its perfect curve bare beneath his skin.

"Where did you grow up?" he followed up, lifting a finger to indicate that he was asking the first of his three questions.

 

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Morgan settled down onto his shoulder with a deep sigh and shut her eyes. "I grew up in Texas." She grinned and looked up at him with a wink. "I used to have quite the Texan drawl," she said, slipping back into it for a moment. "I grew up just outside of Houston, on a... Well, to be honest, it was hippy commune." Then she laughed. "I think I might be the only woman in the world who can make the claim that my parents are perfectly happy with my sleeping around, but are rather upset with me for making a good living for myself."

Her fingers started tracing the lines of his abs. "Okay. My turn. Same question," she said, pressing lazy kisses to his chest.

 

[Maka]

Daniel nodded, for a moment just taking this new piece in and fitting it into the irresistible puzzle that was Morgan. Her past explained a lot about her free independent spirit and wild ways. He closed his eyes, basking in the soft sensation of her butterfly kisses along his chest.

"Army brat," he said in answer to her question. "California, Washington, Arizona, Florida... all over, really. But I left when I was sixteen, and I haven't seen my parents since... "

He stroked her hair, softly, tenderly.

"My turn. Tell me something about yourself -something you've never told anyone before."

 

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Morgan considered the question carefully. "Something I've never told anyone before... That's hard. I have a friend I tell pretty much everything to. So something I haven't told her..." She hummed and hawed for a few more minutes, then a wicked grin came over her face. "Oh, I know. I've fantasized about her while masturbating. That's something I've never told anyone." She laughed and planted a soft kiss to Daniel's lips. "Sorry it wasn't the ground-breaking revelation I'm sure you were hoping for," she teased. "Okay. My turn again... Hmmm. Oh. What did you mean by 'consult for firms,' exactly?"

 

[Maka]

Daniel laughed softly. The revelation might not have been momentuous, but he hadn't needed that. What he'd wanted was the shared intimacy of a secret between them, something small but private that she hadn't even told her closest friend. As well, the image of Morgan masturbating, her lovely face transformed by ecstasy, was headily arousing.

"Consulting...?" he said between kisses, the kisses growing more heated as he continued to dwell on that image. "Well, I work for American firms going into business overseas -France, Germany, Eastern Europe, and the Levant." He lifted her hand and kissed her fingertips, one by one. "They need someone who can speak the languages, who has contacts there... most importantly who knows about the little things about doing business there, the things you could take for granted in business with people from your own business culture... "

He smiled at her, bringing her in for another kiss.

"Me."

He was owed another question, but he found himself strangely reluctant to use it, despite his curiosity, his hunger to know Morgan better. It was almost as if by asking it he might dispel the strange, magic atmosphere of the evening, that Morgan might slip through his fingers like some beautiful spirit in a story.

"I don't want to ask my last question yet," he said, looking at her and wondering if she understood. "I want to keep it... for now."

 

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Morgan held his gaze for a long moment after he told her he didn't want to use his last question yet. There was something in his expression she found curious. She wouldn't have questioned it if he'd simply decided not to use his last question on a whim, but that clearly wasn't it. There was something there, a reason why... It was hard for her to pinpoint it exactly, but she was left with the feeling that it had to do with maintaining this moment, this strange existence in his room that felt like it was outside of both time and space, like they were their own little universe, held together by an unasked question. She smiled and nodded, then dipped her head down for a long kiss, more passionate and fiery than their last, a signal that, if their conversation was over, she knew what she wanted to do with him instead...

*****

As promised, Morgan got absolutely no sleep last night. Morning broke in the middle of their last, frantic fuck and Morgan was lying in his arms again, still in his bed - though they'd messed it up so badly it was hard to describe it as a bed anymore. The sheets had been disposed off entirely, pushed off to a corner of the bedroom. One of the pillows was on the floor next to the bed, used last by Morgan to cushion her knees while she'd sucked him off again. The other pillow was nowhere to be seen. There were towels scattered over the bedroom floor too - they'd showered together about an hour ago, to clear away the smell of sex before Morgan left, but that had ended up being kind of useless, because they'd started fucking again within a minute or so of re-entering his bedroom afterwards.

Daniel pulled Morgan over to him so that he was lying on his back with her cradled against his chest. Morgan was still panting, recovering from her most recent orgasm. She was wearing a black silk blindfold, something she was extremely pleased to learn he owned. She was exceedingly curious to know what other sorts of fun things he had hidden away in that closet of his. She tugged it up and off, content to simply lie there with him while she recovered her breath. It was, however, morning, and she needed to head home. Her roommate was used to Morgan staying out all night, but she'd worry if Morgan didn't come home in the morning. Sighing reluctantly, she tried to climb out of bed, but her knees gave out almost immediately, and Daniel's arm shot out to tug her back into bed with him as she fell.

She started laughing once she felt back against his chest, pressing a long, languorous kiss to his lips. "Congratulations. You've actually managed to reach your goal of making me entirely unable to walk."

 

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Daniel laughed as Morgan fell back into his arms, relishing the chance to feel her naked body pressed against his once more.

"Why not just stay in my bed all day?" he suggested with a devilish grin. "I'm sure we'd find something to do."

In Morgan, he'd found for the first time a girl as insatiable as he was. Their night had been one athletic, lust-infused blur of sex, sex and more sex, with every exotic position being explored to its full erotic potential. At one point, Morgan had been bent over the bed, wearing the black silk blindfold drawn tightly around her eyes as he teased her with fingers and tongue and then rapidly and without warning took her from behind.

He'd considered introducing Morgan there and then to the cuffs and other playthings hidden away in his bedroom, but decided against it. It wasn't that he was worried it would scare her off -a girl like Morgan didn't scare easy, and it was clear from the way her eyes lit up at the sight of the blindfold that she would have been thrilled to find more. But leaving them unused for now was another thing, in its own way like the question he hadn't asked last night. It was a way of trying to tempt this gorgeous free spirit into return trips, into, if he was honest, something more like a relationship than a one-night stand or even a series of one-night stands.

The night of incredible fucking had reduced Morgan's knees to jelly. She was curled up on his chest -the dreamy smile of a thoroughly sated girl curling her full lips. Daniel slowly disengaged and slipped out of bed, pulling on a pair of pants and making his way into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, the half-asleep Morgan was greeted with the rich smell of hot, fresh Colombian coffee, borne in two mugs on a tray by Daniel. He sat it down on the bedside table nearest Morgan, and climbed back into bed with her.

"If you really do have to go, can I least drive you home? Or back to the club where you left your car?"