"happy birthday baby." i shook morgan awake.
she groaned as she stretched out her relaxed body, and dropped them down to her sides.
"thank you." she smiled.
she rolled over and sat up on my lap. my hands automatically rested on her round bottom that was covered by my pajama pants.
"what do you wanna do for your birthday?" i ask as she cuddled her face into the nape of my neck.
"can we just stay in and watch movies." she sighed, tickling my neck.
i rolled my eyes. "we do that everyday."
"please." she whined.
"no, we're going out."
she kissed me softly on my neck, surprising me as the kisses slowly became rougher with teeth.
"morgan." i tried to warn but it came out more than a moan.
she giggled as i gave her more room to do her damage, accepting the feeling.
she bit down on a specific part of my neck that had my mouth dropping open.
then i realized what she was doing.
"stop." she moved away from my neck with a proud smile on her face.
"get dressed." i said and her shoulders fell in disappointment.
"just because you kiss my neck doesn't mean you will always get your way."
"it usually works." she pouted and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"thanks for telling me your ways. i guarantee you it won't work again, you little brat."
i kissed her lips and pushed her off of me.
"i'm gonna take a shower, you can use the bathroom downstairs i guess." i said grabbing clothes from my closet.
"can i join you?"
i choked on my spit that quickly went down my throat as a gasped.
"oh, um i don't have to go in with you if you don't want me to." she stuttered through her sentence.
i shook my head quickly. "no! i mean, you can definitely join me, i just wasn't expecting it."
she peeled up and grabbed her clothes and towel and we walking to the bathroom.
i stepped into the shower before her and got the water temperature just right since the water gets really hot in this bathroom.
the glass door opened and a naked morgan came in, closing it behind her.
i tried not to stare down at her chest as she reached around to give me body soap and my lofa.
"you wanna wash me?"
she giggled at my shocked face.
"i'll just do it myself then." she reached for the lofa but i snatched it out of her hand.
"i'll do it."
i opened the body soap cap and squeeze a good amount on the lofa.
i grabbed her arm and lathered it with soap and repeating the action on her other arm.
i hesitantly rubbed over her chest and stomach, not wanting to hurt her.
i don't know how sensitive she is
don't judge me
"turn around." i said quietly.
she turned around and i scrubbed her back and crouched down to place a light kiss to her butt before i washed it.
she squealed and i laughed at her cute reaction.
she rinsed her body and the lofa off.
she repeated the same steps that i did to her excluding the kissing of the butt. i noticed she looked down at my member a few times when she thought i wasn't paying attention.
she grabbed the shampoo making me looked at her with a raised brow.
"are you trying to nicely tell me my hair smells." i said as i watched her put the soap in her hands.
"no, i just wanted an excuse to play with your curls."
she stood up on her tippy toes in attempts to reach my hair.
i washed the soap off and we got out to dry ourselves.
we went into my room and got dressed. she brushed through her wet hair while i dried mine with my towel.
"do we really have to go out?"
"why do you not want to go out? are you the most wanted or something?" i asked.
she shrugged. "i just don't want to go out today. and i'm not going to really enjoy myself if we go."
i looked over at her. "if you really don't want to then we can stay in."
"please."
"whatever." i continued putting my hair product in.
she gave me a hug and a deep kiss.
"you're such a brat."
