Chapter 35

CHAPTER35

“You feel so fucking good,” Eric said as the small woman that was determined to work off her bill, her words not his, shifted on top of him and-

Tore a groan from him as she rolled her hips, slowly taking his cock back inside of her tight, wet sheath while he took her mouth in a hungry kiss as his hands moved down her back and over her ass, encouraging her to keep moving. For several minutes, he lay there, savoring the feel of her mouth moving against his as her hard nipples brushed against his chest with every roll of her hips, and the feel of his cock sliding inside of her.

When he heard her breath catch and she slowed her movements, Eric wrapped his arms around her and rolled her onto her back, needing to hear her moan his name. He allowed himself one slow roll of his hips before he broke off the kiss and slowly began to kiss his way down her throat, her breast, where he took his time licking and sucking one nipple before making his way to the other one while the woman that he couldn’t seem to get enough of ran her fingers through his hair.

“Eric,” Morgan said, moaning his name and shifting beneath him as he licked her nipple one last time before he finished kissing his way down her stomach and-

Groaned as he pressed his lips against her soft lips.

So fucking sweet, Eric thought as he traced her slit with his tongue, taking his time teasing her before he found her swollen little clit and licked it, loving the way that Morgan’s breath caught, so he did it again. He flicked his tongue over her clit before licking his way down and traced her core. So fucking good, he thought, groaning as he slid his tongue inside her.

As he fucked her with his tongue, Eric watched the way that her back arched off the bed, the way that she licked her lips as her hands fisted in the comforter and moaned his name. He kept licking her, moaning against her soft lips as he waited for the moment that Morgan had enough and-

“Eric,” came the soft moan as she released her hold on the comforter and reached for him.

Running his tongue over her clit one last time, Eric went to her and took her mouth in a kiss that left them both moaning as he slid back inside her. He kept his movements shallow, knowing what she needed as he struggled not to lose his fucking mind. She felt so fucking good wrapped around his cock, tight, incredibly wet and left him struggling to hold back. He-

Groaned when her back bowed off the bed and his name was torn from her lips as he felt her sheath tighten around him, milking his cock as pleasure began to build at the base of his spine and spiraled out of control until he was left shouting her name. It felt so fucking good, perfect, and left him struggling not to lose his fucking mind. He sighed with pleasure when he felt the last tremors of her orgasm massaging his sensitive cock. Slowly exhaling, Eric brushed his lips against Morgan’s and-

“I’d like to discuss my bill.”

“You really are a brat,” Eric said, chuckling as he reluctantly pulled out of her and was forced to bite back a groan when the move caused her sheath to caress his cock.

“A brat who has serious concerns about her bill,” Morgan said, nodding solemnly as he brushed his lips against hers before he laid down on the bed next to her and felt his lips twitch when the woman who once went out of her way to avoid any type of PDA snuggled up against him.

“You got a fair deal,” Eric said, wrapping his arms around her as he pressed his lips against her forehead and closed his eyes, beyond fucking exhausted.

“This will be reflected in your review,” she mumbled against his chest.

“I deserve nothing less than a five-star review,” Eric said, smiling as he felt her wiggle closer.

“You’re getting a three,” Morgan said, only to add, “Maybe a three-point-five if I’m feeling generous.”

“You know what? You don’t deserve my snuggles,” Eric said even as he pulled her closer and-

Opened his eyes to glare at the woman that was denying him his snuggles as she pulled away from him with a grumble. “I have to put the cookies away,” Morgan mumbled sadly, which was followed with a heartfelt sigh as she reluctantly turned around to climb off the bed.

Deciding that he was going to be generous even if the little brat didn’t deserve it, Eric stopped her with a heartfelt sigh. “I’ll take care of it,” he said, making sure to sound put out as he climbed out of bed, deciding that he more than deserved some cookies.

“Try not to eat them all,” was all Morgan said as she rolled back over and promptly buried her face in a pillow.

“Please don’t try to limit me,” Eric said with a satisfied sigh as he pulled on his jeans, and after leaning back over to kiss the grumbling woman’s cheek, he headed for the door.

This was going so much better than he’d hoped, Eric thought, debating his next move as he made his way down the backstairs and headed towards the mouthwatering aroma that caught his attention a few hours ago. As he helped himself to one of the delicious oatmeal raisin cookies that was going a long way to make up for that unwarranted review, Eric debated his next move. He could gut the kitchen, but since that would mean going without Morgan’s delicious treats, he decided that it was going to have to wait until the end.

For a moment, Eric debated between the carpet and the ugly green siding, only to decide on the carpet since that seemed to be his most profitable service. Decision made, he moved to grab the chocolate milk from the fridge only to shove the rest of the cookie in his mouth when his phone rang. Really fucking hoping it wasn’t Uncle Jared calling to let him know that they were already having problems with Baker House, Eric pulled his phone out of his pocket and-

“You’re an asshole,”came the warm greeting that had him sighing heavily as he grabbed another cookie and headed out the backdoor.

“How’s Tom doing?” Eric drawled as he sat down on the porch and took a bite of the cookie that he was going to need to get him through this phone call.

“Jealous?” Amber asked in a taunting tone that had him wondering what the hell he’d been thinking asking her to marry him. Then again, a lot of things had him wondering that.

“Not even a little fucking bit,” Eric said, finishing off the cookie.

“No, you wouldn’t be, would you?”Amber murmured, sounding thoughtful.

“What do you want, Amber?” Eric asked, in no fucking mood to deal with this bullshit, not when he had an incredibly beautiful woman that loved to snuggle waiting in his bed.

“I wanted to know who you took on the trip that I planned.”

“It’s none of your business,” Eric said, taking in the backyard and found himself imagining the adorable glare that Morgan was going to level on him when he told her that the gazebo had to go.

God, that woman was fucking adorable.

“You know what? You’re right. It is none of my business,”Amber said as a small chime let him know that he had a new text message.

“Then, why did you call me?” Eric asked, knowing that she was up to something since the last fucking thing that Amber would ever do was apologize.

“Consider this a courtesy call. I’m letting you know that I used my key to get my grandmother’s rings back,” she said as he added one more incredibly fucking stupid mistake to the list.

“Amber-”

“Don’t worry, Eric. I left the key on the counter,”she said, making him sigh with relief, that is, until she added, “I was just curious about something.”

“And what’s that?” Eric drawled absently as he got up and made his way back inside, deciding that he’d more than earned another cookie for dealing with this bullshit.

“Did you know?”Amber asked, sounding really fucking pleased for some reason.

“What’s that?” he asked as he made his way back into the kitchen and grabbed the chocolate milk out of the fridge.

“That Morgan was leaving,”she said, making him chuckle because this was just fucking sad.

“Anything else?” Eric asked, more than ready to end this conversation as he twisted the cap off the milk and took a sip.

“Then, you know about Florida?”came the curious question that had everything in him going still as he thought about the sketches for the Spanish mansion.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Eric asked as he placed the milk back on the counter.

“Her new job with Ocean Palms Remodeling. From what I’ve been told, she was supposed to start this week, but there’s been a delay. But then again, you already knew about that, didn’t you?”

“And you know this how?” Eric asked, telling himself that she was lying her ass off because Morgan wouldn’t fucking do that to him.

“While I was dropping off my key, I thought I’d drop by to see Morgan and finish our conversation from the other night,”Amber said, only to pause and ask, “She did tell you about our conversation at the rehearsal dinner, didn’t she? The one where she came to talk to you, which really worked out for me since it gave me a chance to clear a few things up so that there wouldn’t be any misunderstandings in the future.”

“Anything else?” Eric asked as he headed towards the back stairs.

“Besides the fact that everything in her apartment is packed and ready to go? I mean, I would read you the letter that she left behind for you, but sadly, there wasn’t one,”Amber said in a syrupy sweet voice as Eric absently nodded as he ended the call and saw the text message waiting for him, letting him know that the honeymoon was definitely over.