Date: 2025-02-11 07:51 pm (UTC)
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Settled against him in that perfect position again, but perhaps even closer than previously, Nat's more petite body fit neatly against Morgan. It moved like a wave against the shore, her curves against the firmer lines of his strength. It wasn't that she didn't have her core of power-- it kept her thighs maximizing his every thrust and her hips acting like a perfect hook at the end of each dance motion they enacted together.

Their passion was so much more than she could have ever counted on. It burned through her soul, and she knew that she was completely addicted to this, to him like this. It had blown up their friendship into something masterful, and it had her fingernails burning down the sides of his back and across his shoulders.

When pulled into another kiss, she nipped and pulled at Morgan's lips, finding them even more attractive than ever. She'd always wondered what it would be like to sit and live at his mouth, making out with him for hours, and this was a monstrous melody. She savored his rich flavors and lingered on the silken feel inside when she'd catch a cheek outside a swipe of tongue here or there. Fuck, he was perfect, and he had her moaning and sighing softly until she couldn't breathe.
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