Flower Shops - Morgan Wallen

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Morgan sighs as he watches his girlfriend pack up her stuff. She's going on a four month long tour without him but with her ex.

Kate glances over at him. "Don't gimme that look." She whispers.

"Sorry." He whispers back, looking down at his hands. "You gonna be okay?"

"I should be askin' you that."

"Oh I'm gonna be missin' you like hell, baby." He says, standing. Morgan rests his hands on her hips, his breath hitting her neck.

"Morgan..." Kate trails off, goosebumps showing on her skin. "I gotta pack."

"You can take a break." He responds, gently taking the pair of jeans from her hands.

Kate bites her lip when his hands sneak under shirt and shorts. "Morgan..."

He turns her around. "Just take a break."

She lets him feel her up, his lips against her neck. "Morgan..." She repeats, her eyes fluttering closed. "I- I gotta... I gotta... fuck." She pushes him toward the bed, pulling a t-shirt she stole from him off, her cut offs following.

She straddles his hips, her nimble fingers quickly undoing the buttons of the flannel he's wearing, his bare chest coming into view.

Kate leans down and licks a stripe from his belt up to his neck, making him drop a guttural moan. She tugs his blue jeans down, boxers following and Morgan's heart picks up at the thought of what she might be doing.

He can't help the smirk on his face when she goes down on him. It's been a while since she treated him with a blowjob.

He tangles his fingers in her hair, guiding her head up and down as he lets out the hottest sounds Kate's ever heard. Moans mixed with breathy 'fucks' and quiet and gentle praises, Katie just might combust.

She swallows his load then sits back, gathering her hair into a shitty, messy bun. "You okay?" She asks in a teasing voice as she watches her boyfriend lay boneless on the bed, breathing hard with a hand covering his eyes.

"I think you sucked the soul outta me."

A laugh bursts from her lips, her eyes scrunching as she blushes. "You're welcome." She giggles, resting her head in her hand as she looks at him. "You really are one beautiful man." She whispers, her big brown eyes bouncing from feature to feature. "You're so handsome."

It's Morgan's turn to blush and he blushes hard. "Stop it." He sounds choked up. Hell, he looks choked up. Yes, he gets compliments from her all the time but he's never been called beautiful before.

It's a little odd to be called a beautiful man but there's just something about those words and the way she said it that makes him believe it.

"I gotta pack." She whispers, starting to stand.

Kate is stopped by a hand around her wrist. Morgan pulls her back to the bed, laying her back against the sheets.

He grazes her thigh, his fingers hooking in the waistband of her simple panties. He pulls them down her legs then lay between her thighs, his hands coming up to hold onto her hips as he presses teasing kisses to her burning skin.

Kate immediately runs her fingers through his soft brown waves, her body burning and her heart fluttering.

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"You got everythin'?" Morgan asks as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. "Charger? Laptop?"

"Yep." Kate sighs heavily as she looks at him. "Except you."