The second story in the Ryan family series!
•Not a stand alone read must read Loving Navy first.•
Morgan Ryan is the rebel her parents said she would be since the day she was born.
She followed in her father's footsteps and is a great tattoo artis...
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I hang up with Sunny when my phone beeps and it's Jacoby.
📱Did you make it home ok?
📱I did I just got in bed.
📱Ah good! Me too. So call me tomorrow or text me when you find an opening for me and I can let you know when I'm back in town.
📱Sounds good! Thanks again for putting up with me. Nite!
📱Anytime nite Morgan!
As I lay the phone down another text come through.
📱Morgan, please answer me. I'm miserable.
I read his text over and over and then I decide to respond.
📱And you think that I'm not??? You broke my heart remember?? Trace please just stop texting me and focus on your mom and sister. Forget about me so we both can move on.
📱I'll never move on from you Morgan I love you.
I cry reading his words and decide not to respond. I can't keep doing this to myself.
I cry myself to sleep and vow I won't cry over him anymore. There are plenty of guys who want to hook up with me and well I'm single and ready.
I decided I'm not going to work today because I had already planned to be gone and my clients had been switched around.
I woke up early and got dressed and went to find some yogurt to eat. I was about to open it when my doorbell rang.
I walk overlook through the peephole and see Ethan. I smile and open the door.
"I know you probably don't want company but I come with breakfast." He smiled.
"I was about to open some yogurt so what did you bring me?"
"One of those flatbread sandwiches you like with bacon egg and cheese and I brought a couple of doughnuts." He said.
"Are you going to join me? I'll get us something to drink."
"Yeah if you don't mind." He said sitting the bag on the coffee table.
I grab a couple of bottles of water and join him on the couch.
"So tell me how you really are Morg?"
"Terrible." I sigh.
"I don't understand what happened." He said.
"Neither do I and now he won't stop texting me saying he will always love me and why he did what he did. Here read them." I said handing him my phone after opening up his messages.
Ethan is quiet while he reads... "So he didn't even offer a way to make it work just said it's over and bam?"
"Yeah, pretty much and I couldn't stay there. I met a nice guy on the flight that wants me to tattoo him so we exchanged numbers and thankfully he was ok with me staying with him last night." I said.
"Morgan... Did you sleep with that guy?"
"Maybe I did. Hey, I'm hurting and free and single so why not?"
"Damn and I missed it. Now that he's out of the picture are you going to let me hit it?" He asked.
I laughed and looked over at him... "If I let you hit it one time you would keep coming back for more and I wouldn't want that," I said.
"What if I promise I won't ask for more? Pinky promise like how we did when we were kids."
"I'm not sure Ethan. I don't want to ruin our friendship and I can't stand to lose someone else."
"I understand that. Come here let me snuggle you." He said.
As soon as he said snuggle I begin to cry. Because that always reminds me of Trace.
Ethan pulls me close and I place my face in his neck and well he does smell good I'll give him that.
He rubs the back of my neck and down my back and rubs in circles... "Morg you don't have a bra on?"
"No why would I? I'm not planning on going outside or anything." I said looking at him before putting my face back in his neck.
Ethan makes me feel safe and at home. He's been my best friend forever and I won't lie I have dreamed of having sex with him but I just know how he is.
He puts his hand under my shirt and rubs up and down my back with light scratches and when his fingers brush the side of my boob I raise up and look at him.
His lips were so close to mine and I could see the lust in his eyes and at that moment I wanted him too. Call me crazy and a bad friend but I'm going to give him what he wants.
The guilt is eating at me anyway so why not just give in. Trace may love me but he doesn't want me.
I lean into him and kiss his lips and then look back at him. "Are you sure? I mean really sure?" He said.
"That I want to kiss you? Yes, I do." I said just as I leaned forward and kissed him again harder this time.
It wasn't long until his tongue was in my mouth and I was straddling his lap feeling what was hard underneath me.
"Fuck am I dreaming?" He laughed.
"If you are you are about to hold my boobs in your hand and maybe lick and suck on them," I said.
"Oh fuck. He put his hands under my shirt and picked up both breasts and kneaded them and flicked my nipples.
I arched my back and grind down on him. He pulls my shirt over my head and sucks on each nipple.
I reach down and undo his jeans and reach my hand in trying to feel his hard cock. "Have you got a condom, Ethan?"
"God yes I have one. Raise up and let's get naked." He said.
I stood up and took the rest of my clothes off and I couldn't take my eyes off of Ethan as his dick sprung out.
"No wonder you get all the girls." I laugh as he puts the condom on.
"Yeah I'm packing and I can't wait to get inside of you." He said.
I straddled his lap again and it wasn't long until he was inside of me thrusting into my body and even though it wasn't Trace it was exactly what I needed.
