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"I gotta stop to look, 'cause GIRL YOU LOOK SO DAMN GOOD TO ME!" I scream-sing as I attempt to shave my face in the mirror.
Morgan flicks water at me. "Shut up, Jesus Christ."
She's mad because this is her fourth take trying to film a morning skincare routine on Tiktok and I keep messing them all up.
I can't help it, I'm in a good mood today and really feeling this old Mint Condition song I rediscovered.
People ask me if I find what Morgan does to make her money weird or annoying/ invasive? I don't. I love that she can make money just by being beautiful. Of course she has millions of followers online, I mean look at her. And that personality? Sheesh. No wonder she blew up so fast. I remember our first video together, she made me be in a TikTok one day - it was back in Penshaw, we were at some party in the woods. She couldn't post it obviously because we weren't supposed to be together, but the second she did, it went viral. A few more successful posts and Morgan became an internet sensation really. I'm so proud of her.
The fact that she's not just a beautiful face but an honest, personable online influencer, and a businesswoman really sets her apart.
I can't lie, I love being her fiancé. For the most part, the content featuring me probably does the best — well, after her bikini pictures and lingerie shoots. I'm not mad about those either because I get BTS and the real thing in person.
I thought it would be a lot for me to grasp, all of the people pining after her, but it's been easy. I'm secure. Shit, we handled all the press from the sex tape well. It always comes down to they want her, but I have her.
"Stop being cute, I'm still mad at you." Morgan says, elbowing me in my side.
"For what?" I ask, pretending I know what I'm doing braiding her hair.
She doesn't say anything, just shoos me away.
"You know what you need..." I ponder. "dick."
Morgan laughs and turns to face me, turned on.
She's so tempting, I put her body on top of the sink and push my weight between her legs.
"Why has it been so long?" She whispers, batting her eyelashes at me.
"You've been scared." I joke, wrapping my arms around her small frame.
Fresh out of the shower, she smells like Dove soap, pomegranate, and a soft, fresh scent like baby powder per usual. Her hair smells clean, too - fruity.
"I'm not scared right now." Morgan tests me, biting her lip.
I inhale deeply to fight the temptation of her seduction.
"We're expecting someone, remember? She'll be here any second, actually. You need to finish getting ready."
"You need to finish getting ready," Morgan snarks. "Fuck Lydia."
Jokingly I gasp at the idea. "You want to? That might be hot, she's a nice looking old lady."
Morgan's face can't go any straighter. The unamused look makes me laugh out loud.
"I'm sorry." I laugh, giving Morgan a hug.
"Get off me." She huffs, hopping off of the sink.
12:19 pm
"—I can't believe he talked you into inviting Karen over." Jasmine says to Morgan as she fixes a pitcher of lemonade.
"I am right here." I remind the free-loader.
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Wanted For Pleasure: vol 3
Non-FictionWanted For Pleasure: volume 3 (2023) "Seduction is the nature of war" *cover(s) by @meha-k* Morgan Bennett returns after a two month hiatus due to the events of book two. While she was away, Chris focused on his healing which leads him to partner...
