Swept away

New Years Eve

"Swept away" written by VeGirl 2014 © All Rights Reserved

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"Do you have plans for New Years Eve?" Morgan asked where they stood in the elevator at his usual New York hotel. They had decided to stay there for a couple of days instead of at her mother's house. Morgan was dying to get her naked, and that was one thing he would not do in her mother's house.

"Eh... not really," she answered. "I think mom and David were supposed to have a get together and perhaps Robert." She looked a little sad. "Other than that I have my friends in faraway places," she added with a wry smile.

"Would you please be my date?" Morgan knew he couldn't ask too much from her, but he didn't want to spend another second without her. "I have an award ceremony for our foundation and there's some kind of party to attend afterwards. You know me, always working," he added tart.

"Yes, I'll be your date." She had a sweet smile on her face.

"Lauren and Marina will be there, and the party after the award is actually Marina throwing," he explained.

Isa got a thoughtful expression on her face. "Is she okay with me being there? I've only met her once, and I got the feeling that that girl did not like me."

What? Why wouldn't Marina like Isa; that made no sense in Morgan's mind. "Of course you can come! If she wants me there, she better welcome you with open arms!" Morgan realized that he was almost growling and for what reason?

"It was just a feeling," Isa said and shrugged her shoulders in a defeated way that made Morgan think of those weeks before he had found out about the threatening letters. That look just made his heart crack like the famous eggshell. He tried to shrug it off.

The elevator stopped and Morgan took her hand as they walked through the hallway to find their room.

They almost tripped over the suitcases, which they dropped just inside the door on their way to the bed. Soon they rolled around on bed, finally trying to get each other naked.

"I'm so clumsy." He groaned impatiently but she just snickered while helping him.

"I'm happy to oblige," she smiled and changed tempo. Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt and pants. A devious smile grated her lips as her fingers caressed his stomach along that south growing trail of hairs. Soon he groaned for reasons other than impatience.

"Get those clothes off and let me take a good look at you," he demanded and with a selfconcious reluctance, she obliged. His fingers slid along the curves of her ribs. "You're thin." He could feel her stiffen so he bent forward and kissed her along those ribs until she relaxed again. "But you're gorgeous."

Finally they were together again, all sadness and pain turned into passion. She could feel the impatience in his desire and she shared it. Could he feel the same in her, the need for him to be inside her?

He touched her as if she was fragile and she clutched greedy at him. "Don't hold back," she breathed desire burned in her eyes.
He didn't know what to answer due to all feelings that swarmed his mind. His heart clenched, pressing tears to his eyes.

The sound he made as he entered her spoke of the same need she had for him.

Morgan felt like he had the first time with her and he took his time, relishing the feeling of being inside her again. Each thrust of delicious pleasure resonated in his soul.