Trevor pov (*rare*)
I sat in my sister's apartment eating up her Groceries before I was disturbed with a knock on the door.
I opened the door annoyed until my eyes locked onto Morgan.
A shocked expression shot across her face as I stood there in the doorway shirtless.
"Can I help you?" I asked her with a smirk.
"No." She spat brushing pass me allowing herself inside. "Where is sky?" She questioned placing her hands on her hips.
I chuckled as I closed the door leaning against.
"Are you deaf or what?" She asked me.
I smiled loving her attitude. "She's at work, she doesn't get off till closing time." I informed her.
"Ugh, I should have called." She groaned as she reached for the door knob.
I moved in front of it stopping here. "Why such the rush?" I asked her.
I watched as she swallowed hard. I stepped closer to her causing her to step back. We continued this pattern until she bagged up against the wall.
"You know," I began as I used my finger to brush her hair out of her face. "I'm actually happy you dropped my class." I told her.
"Why?" She questioned in a shaken up tone, it was clear I made her nervous.
"Because then, I wouldn't be able to do this." I said before picking her up by her ass leaning her back against the wall for support.
I stared at her hungrily tempting her. Her breathing increased as her eyes filled with lust.
It was then did I realize I had her exactly where I wanted her.
I moved my face closer to hers causing her to press her lips into mine giving in to the temptation.
A moan of satisfaction escaped her mouth as our lips moved in perfect sync.
I swiped my tongue across her bottom lip begging for entrance. She easily granted it allowing me in.
I carried her over to the couch laying her on it before climbing in between her legs. "If you don't want this to go any further, stop me now." I warned her.
"Shh please." She begged pulling me back down ontop of her.
She ran her fingers down my torso eagerly tugging at the waistband of my shorts.
"Iv imagined this moment for so long." I admitted as I began to place kisses all over her neck.
The vibration from her cell phone radiated between the two of us indicating she had an incoming call.
"Don't answer it." I told her placing her phone onto the coffee table
She let her head fall back In satisfaction as I continued to shower her will kisses.
Her phone began to buzzing again on the coffee table. She sighed reaching over to get it.
Once she read the contact name she quickly pushed me off of her answering.
"Hello?" She breathed out.
I watched as she talked an guilty look plastered on her face. "I just had to pick up shoes for tonight, see you in a few."She said confirming it was Chresanto.
She hung up the phone quickly grabbing her bag.
"Morgan wait." I called out as she rushed to the door.
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She Moans Chresanto.
Teen FictionMoney over bitches? That was the motto. Chresanto August lived a lifestyle of every man's dream. A different girl for every day of the week and money to top it all off. He loved his life and didn't plan to ever change it.That was until an unexpected...