Chapter 26

CHAPTER26

“You have no fucking idea how many times I’ve imagined doing this,” Eric whispered, so fucking close to losing his mind as he continued moving, rolling his hips against her as he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of his cock pressed against her.

He’d never thought that anything could feel this good.

“How many times?” came the softly moaned question that had his lips twitching even as a groan was torn from him.

“Do you really want to know?” Eric asked as he brushed his lips against hers one last time before he broke off the kiss so that he could watch her as he moved.

“That depends if you can answer while you keep doing that,” Morgan whispered, licking her lips only to moan when he shifted his hips back so that the next time that he moved against her, the tip of his cock pressed against the panty-covered slit that was driving him out of his fucking mind.

“I think I can manage,” Eric promised her, leaning back down to brush his lips against hers as he reached down and unsnapped the opening in his boxers. He wrapped his hand around his cock as he deepened the kiss, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss as he pulled himself out of his boxers and couldn’t resist slowly stroking his cock as he settled back against her.

Breaking off the kiss, Eric watched Morgan lick her lips on a moan. “Should I tell you about the first time that you made me hard?”

When she could only moan, Eric said, “Or maybe I should tell you how many times I’ve woken up with my hand wrapped around my cock, moaning your name and imagining just how good it would feel to slide inside of you and-”

“Oh, God…” came the softly moaned words as he ground his cock against her.

“I think about you all the time,” Eric told her as he kept moving, licking his lips hungrily as his cock slid against her damp panties.

Groaning, he reached down and cupped the back of her thigh and-

“I think about you, too.”

-forgot how to breathe.

“What did you just say?” Eric asked hollowly as he went still.

Reaching up to cup his face in her hands, Morgan watched him for a moment before she leaned up and brushed her lips against his as she admitted, “I think about you, too.”

“God, you’re fucking killing me, baby girl,” Eric said, praying that this wasn’t a dream because he honestly didn’t think he’d survive finding out that none of this was real.

He needed-

“What was that?” Morgan asked, suddenly going still beneath him as he lay there praying that this wasn’t fucking happening.

Not now.

When he opened his mouth to tell her that it was nothing, he heard it again, the sound of someone stupid enough to try to break into the house, guaranteeing that this was over. That was confirmed seconds later when Morgan shoved him aside, scrambled to grab her glasses and raced for the door, leaving him to stumble and curse as he shoved his poor cock back in his boxers, fumbled with the button and moved his ass, knowing how this would end if he didn’t stop her before it was too late.

God, he still had nightmares from the Nicholson job.

He made it back to the bedroom they were supposed to be crashing in just as Morgan finished pulling on her sneakers with a panicked, “Hurry!” before she was racing for the door. She really was going to be the death of him, Eric thought, sighing heavily as he quickly pulled on his jeans and boots and went after her. He was definitely going to spank her ass, Eric decided as he quickly made his way downstairs and somehow managed to catch Morgan before she could race out the door and take matters into her own hands.

“Stay inside, baby girl,” Eric said quietly, pressing a kiss against the top of her head as he set the squirming woman down on her feet. When she opened her mouth to argue, he bit back a sigh as he leaned down and kissed her forehead with a mumbled, “Stay here,” hoping beyond hope that she actually listened to him this time.

Before she could argue, and he knew that she really wanted to fucking argue with him, Eric plucked the truck keys from her hand and headed outside, cursing when he saw that the floodlights weren’t working and made his way to his truck as he searched the dimly lit yard for any sign of whoever was dumb enough to try to break into the house while they were there. He was going to add new locks in the morning since the last thing they needed right now was for someone to steal their equipment. They-

“Do you think there’s more than one?” came the question that had him biting back a sigh.

“Go back inside,” Eric said as he grabbed his flashlight from the truck and-

Felt his lips twitch when Morgan mumbled, “I’m ready,” with a firm nod as she reached past him and grabbed a hammer.

“I feel safer now,” Eric drawled, only to turn his head to hide his smile when she said, “I know.”

So fucking adorable.

“It’s probably nothing,” he said, hoping it would be enough to get her to go back inside.

“There might be more than one of them,” Morgan said with a firm nod as she pushed her glasses back up her nose.

“And they’re probably quivering in fear knowing that you have that hammer,” Eric said, debating carrying her back inside and locking her in a closet.

“Probably,” Morgan murmured with a nod as she gestured with the hammer for him to lead the way.

Sighing heavily, Eric closed the truck door and muttered, “You really are a pain in the ass.”

“A pain in the ass that has your back,” Morgan said, earning a glare that she easily ignored.

“It’s probably just kids,” Eric said as he gave up waiting for her to go back inside and made his way around the house.

“In that case, I’ll try to hold back,” she said, making him sigh because he was definitely going to end up spanking her adorable ass.

“That’s very generous of you,” Eric drawled as he quickly took in the back porch, the windows, and the two trees that he was cutting down first thing in the morning before he shifted his attention to the rest of the backyard and-

“The tree,” Morgan whispered when they heard it again, the telltale snap of a twig.

Pressing a kiss against her forehead, Eric whispered, “Stay here,” before he turned around and-

Wondered why her parents didn’t spank her ass when they had the chance as he watched her adjust her grip around the hammer, nodded to herself, and moved to step around him. Sighing, he picked her up, kissed her forehead and placed her on the ground behind him before he made his way to the trees, ignoring her adorable grumble as he searched the backyard and-

Sighed when he heard the soft meow.

He should have fucking known, Eric thought as he searched for the cat, knowing that Morgan wouldn’t be able to go back inside until they made sure that it was okay. After a minute and five more soft meows, he gave up, deciding that it could find its way back down on its own and turned around, only to find Morgan standing there, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

“No,” he said when she opened her mouth, already knowing where this was going.

“What if he’s hurt?” Morgan asked,

“He’ll be fine,” Eric promised her, moving to leave when she said, “A kiss.”

For a moment, he stood there, considering her before he glanced back at the large oak tree and…

“Five,” he said as he handed her the flashlight and turned around, resigning himself to climbing a fucking tree at two in the morning. God, the things he did for love, Eric thought as he grabbed hold of the branch above his head and pulled himself up.

“I would have given you ten,” Morgan called after him, making him mutter a curse as he pulled himself up before reaching down for the flashlight.

As soon as she handed it to him, Eric reached up and grabbed hold of the branch above his head, careful not to drop the flashlight and stood up, hoping to find the owner of that soft meow so that he could go back inside and finish what he’d started with Morgan. He couldn’t believe how fucking good she felt or the fact that she thought about him.

It also made him wonder how he’d missed the signs, Eric thought, sighing heavily when he didn’t see anything. Resigning himself to climbing one more tree, he moved to climb down when he heard it, a soft rustling above him.

Shifting the flashlight, Eric tilted his head back and-

“Oh, shit…”