Wanted For Pleasure: vol 2

Chapter 46: hurting games I

"Compassion is the basis of morality."

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Dinner went well. I think I got a lot off of my chest. It's always nice to talk about my feelings with Morgan Ann, and vice versa. We've come a long way, it's only up from here.

I'm also glad Izzy and Lee joined us tonight, they're good company.
I sent JB a text to come over later but he's still on in-law duty, poor guy.

It's one of those nights where I hope it ends with Morgan and I stuffing our faces with junk food on the couch, watching her favorite movies.
I don't even want to have sex. Well, I'm mostly just tired, that's why, but it's also just not necessary tonight.
We've cut back on that so much. Don't get me wrong, I still get hard if she just blows me a kiss, but it's not everything anymore. We kind of went through this phase where it was every other day, but I'm getting busier. By that, I mean, older. Last week, I came too quick and Morgan got mad at me. The other day, I caught a cramp and Morgan didn't want to finish.
I've settled for at least two times a week, although that's pretty modest.
At this point, though, we want kids. That means we're back to unprotected sex - praise Jesus. It also means I have to be ready whenever Morgan is, she knows her body best and just tells me when she needs it.

Still, I haven't heard anything from her yet. About the pregnancy test I found. I figure she's still just waiting for the right time to share, or maybe she's not sure if it's accurate. Either way, I'm respecting her decision this time around. She'll tell me when the time is right, and as soon as she does, I'm putting together a crib for Junior.

"So, Morgan," Izzy draws, sitting up to be in her friend's ear.

Morgan shifts in the seat to face Isabella.

"What's up?" She squeaks.

I watch Izzy smirk in the rear view mirror. "Have you guys tried any of the bondage stuff I recommended?" She catches me off guard.

I pop an eyebrow at Morgan. This is my first time hearing of any bondage sex stuff. I can't say I'm either turned off or intrigued, but I'm listening.

Morgan bashfully sends me a look and then diverts back to Izzy.

I love her and Lee, but the conversation always goes back to sex. They're just one-dimensional. Lee's my boy but I don't go to him for substance. He's not the philosophical one, I should say. And Izzy, I have to watch her closely when she's around Morgan - can't have Morgan influenced by her shit.

I return to the conversation only to hear the end of whatever the fuck Izzy was saying now.
"—it's good for the baby!" She claims, laughing hysterically.

"Speaking of babies..." I emphasize, squeezing Morgan's thigh.

"What?" She giggles. While this clueless act is cute, I wish she'd give it up. I'm going to be ecstatic when she finally tells me we're expecting a kid. For real, this time.

I quickly think about how I want to word this, if I want to just come right out and say that I know about the positive test she took and tried to hide.

My phone rings, though. It's an unknown number. I hesitate to answer but it's late, whoever it is must be calling for a reason.
At first I figure it's Sabrina, so I don't want to take it.
Then I think, if it is, then she must have something incriminating to say. I don't want to hear from her or give her the courtesy of answering, but I feel I have to. So I do.

"What?" I growl into the phone as I drive towards a red light.

"Chris!" A panicked voice rings in my ear.