Chapter 31

CHAPTER31

“Eric, I-”

“We should have stayed at that hotel,” Eric said, cutting her off with a kiss as he took her hands in his and gave them a gentle tug that had her following him to the small shower stall that really needed to be replaced. “You deserve an incredibly expensive suite with room service, candles, chocolate, and champagne,” he said, pausing to brush his lips against hers, “Everything.”

“I hate hotels,” Morgan reminded him, loving the way that his lips pulled up into a smile against hers.

“I know you do, baby girl,” Eric said, reaching past her to turn the shower on. “Tell me that you don’t want this. Tell me that I’m going too fast and you need me to stop. Just…Christ, just tell me that I’m not screwing this up.”

Swallowing hard, Morgan nodded as she told herself that this was going to be fine. She wanted this, wanted him, and nothing, not even the fact that she was absolutely terrified to take this next step was going to make her say or do anything to stop this.

“Be sure,” Eric whispered, cupping her face in his hands as he pressed his lips against her forehead. “Be really sure, baby girl.”

Releasing a shaky breath, Morgan said, “I’m sure,” praying like hell that was true.

Dropping his hands away, Eric took her mouth in a slow, deep kiss as he took her hand in his and led her into the shower. She could do this, Morgan told herself as she slowly exhaled, wondering what she was supposed to do now.

Thankfully, Eric seemed to know because while she stood there panicking, he reached for her body wash and squirted some in his hands. Deciding that was a good idea, she took the bottle from him when he went to put it back on the shelf and-

Moaned when he ran his hands over her shoulders, her arms, and down her back, taking his time running his hands over her as she did the same, enjoying the freedom to finally touch him. He felt so good, Morgan thought as she lost herself in his arms as his mouth found hers again.

He kept the kiss slow and hungry as they took their time, running their hands over each other and when the body wash washed away, they settled for soft caresses as the sounds of their moans filled the bathroom. Within minutes, she felt herself relax as she ran her fingertips over his chest, down his stomach, and finally, she was slowly running her fingers over him, enjoying the groan that was torn from his lips as she took her time exploring him.

Last night in the bathtub, she’d enjoyed touching him, running her fingers over the large, thick tip, amazed by how soft it felt against her fingertips, but it hadn’t been enough. Not when Eric left her struggling to do anything more than lick her lips and moan his name as he’d teased her. Now, she was free to explore him, running her fingertips over him, tracing him from the root to the tip before wrapping her hand around him and loving the way that he moaned her name.

She was still running her hand over him when he turned the water off and cupped her face in his hands, taking her mouth in slow, hungry kisses as he stepped out of the shower. She was barely aware of the towel running over her skin or the fact that he’d led her out of the bathroom and across the hallway, but she knew the moment that he picked her up and laid her down on the freshly made bed.

That’s when the panic set back in.

“You’re trembling, baby girl,” Eric said as he kissed her forehead.

“I’m fine,” Morgan lied as she reached up and cupped his face in her hands as she looked into the familiar warm green eyes that always let her know that everything was going to be okay. Pulling his face closer, she whispered, “I’m fine. Please don’t stop.”

“I have no plans of stopping,” Eric promised as he took her mouth in a slow kiss as she felt his hand settle on her stomach and after a slight hesitation, he was sliding his hand between her legs.

When he ran his fingertips along her slit, she moaned his name as he broke off the kiss and pressed his lips against her chin, her throat, and then finally, he was pressing a kiss against her breast before taking her nipple between his lips. Morgan licked her lips, only to gasp when he slid a finger inside of her.

“So fucking tight,” he growled approvingly around her nipple as he slowly pulled that finger back and only to slide it back inside her.

“That feels so good,” Morgan said, spreading her legs further apart as she felt her body begin to relax again because she could handle this.

“You like that, baby girl?” Eric asked in a seductive whisper as he allowed her nipple to slide free from his mouth.

“Mmmhmm,” Morgan moaned, licking her lips as she felt Eric kiss his way down her belly. That finger between her legs kept moving, making her feel really good as she felt Eric shift over her as he kissed the spot just above her navel, below it, and-

Made her gasp when he pressed a kiss against her slit.

“So fucking sweet,” Eric said on a groan as he followed that up by tracing her slit with his tongue.

For several minutes, Morgan lay there, licking her lips, only to gasp, shift and close her eyes when Eric licked her clit. That felt so good, she thought, grabbing hold of the comforter with one hand while she reached for his hand with the other. As soon as her hand was in his, Eric was entwining their fingers and groaning against her and-

“My bag,” he said against her, making her frown as she tried making sense out of what he was saying. When he said it again, Morgan blinked as she sat up, careful not to do anything that would disrupt all the wonderful things that he was doing between her legs and looked over to find his bag on the floor by the bed.

“The front pocket,” Eric said, making it really hard to focus at the moment.

Moaning, Morgan reached into the front pocket and pulled out the small black and purple box and found herself moaning his name as she fell back against the bed as her eyes slid shut when he replaced his finger with his tongue. It felt so good, better than good, and-

“The box, baby girl,” Eric said, making her swallow hard as she forced her eyes to squint at the small box in her hand.

“Here,” he said, making her blink when he reached over and took the box out of her hand, but thankfully, went back to doing that amazing thing with his tongue. Seconds later, she heard the box rip open and felt a thin package placed in her hand, leaving her lying there trying to figure out what she was supposed to do now.

“Open it,” Eric said, chuckling softly as he turned his head and-

“Oh, God…”

Allowing herself a moment to enjoy the way that he teased her with his tongue, Morgan slowly exhaled as she focused on the small package in her and realized that it was a condom. Right. A condom, she thought with a nod because they were about to have sex. Struggling not to think about what was about to happen, Morgan tried to tear it open with trembling hands only to have the package rip in two when he took her clit between his lips and gently suckled.

Chuckling, Eric reached over and plucked the condom out of her hand as he went back to licking her clit one last time before he pulled away, leaving her lying there watching him sit back as he slowly rolled the condom down his cock. His eyes remained locked on her as he ran his hand over his condom-covered cock one time before he was moving over her.

He paused along the way to press a kiss against her stomach, her chest, her neck, and then finally, he was taking her mouth in a hungry kiss as he settled between legs. As soon as he settled between her legs, Eric was moving, gently grinding his cock against her slit, making her moan as she wrapped her arms around him. He felt so good, Morgan thought, running her hands over his back, loving the way that he felt as he moved against her, every roll of his hips making her relax little by little until she realized something important.

She was ready.

More than ready, Morgan thought, completely relaxed as she felt the large tip press against her. When Eric started pushing inside her, she released the breath that she hadn’t realized that she’d been holding and…

This wasn’t bad.

It was a little uncomfortable, but it wasn’t anything that she couldn’t handle, Morgan thought with a relieved sigh as she felt him slide inside her, slowly stretching her and-

Couldn’t stop herself from releasing a pained cry or digging her fingers into Eric’s back when she realized something very important.

She definitely wasn’t ready for this because this really hurt. More than hurt. In fact, she felt that it was safe to say that it hurt a hell of a lot more than she thought it would. God, it felt like she was being ripped in half. Struggling not to cry, Morgan opened her eyes and-

Found herself wondering why Eric was glaring down at her, making her frown because she didn’t think that men were supposed to glare during sex. Clearing her throat, Morgan tried for a hopeful smile, only to end up worrying her bottom lip between her teeth when his eyes narrowed dangerously on her.

For a moment, Eric stayed where he was, not moving and she could honestly say that she’d never been more thankful for anything in her life.

It hurt.

It really freaking hurt and she would very much like to stop now, but…

She’d waited so long for this moment.

Slowly exhaling, Morgan reached up and cupped his face in her hands as she gently caressed his jaw. She watched his gaze soften as she leaned up and brushed her lips against his, tearing a soft groan from him. She moved her lips slowly against his as she dropped her head back against the pillow as Eric followed her, refusing to break the kiss.

For several minutes, she lost herself in that kiss, only to realize that it didn’t hurt as much. Curious, she carefully shifted, tearing a groan from him while she struggled to bite back a wince. It hurt, but it was nothing like before. As Eric kissed her, Morgan slowly shifted a little more until she was carefully rolling her hips, noting that it felt better, a lot better, as she ran her hands over him and when he started moving, she couldn’t hold back a moan. It felt good, better than good, Morgan thought, moaning as Eric broke off the kiss and pressed his forehead against hers.

“God, you feel fucking amazing,” Eric groaned as he slowly rolled his hips.

With every slow roll of his hips, Morgan found herself wanting more, needing more, until she found herself moving, trying to meet his thrusts, and god, he felt amazing, she thought as he took her mouth in another hungry kiss and-

“Oh, fuck, Morgan,” Eric groaned as pleasure tore through her body as she barely managed to hold back the three little words that would change everything.