Bursting with happiness, with her newest baby in her arms, Charlie skipped along beside Morgan at the fair, when the stalls were already closing and some lights had even been turned off. “ You will be so happy! " Charlie promised Matilda, running kisses down her pink belly, making her shake her tail to make it hit her cheek " You'll have a warm place to sleep, lots of food and a little temperamental little brother... “ she joked “But don't worry. I'll introduce you to him the right way, little by little, and hopefully it'll be okay. From now on, we will all be a family. " For sure. Morgan nodded, also reaching out to pet Matilda. “And it's all thanks to you, Morgan. “ she smiled at her husband, feeling all the love she had for him swell in her chest, as if she wanted to explode her from the inside out “I appreciate it so much, Morgan... In fact... “ snuggling Matilda into her lap, Charlie hesitated for a moment, before admitting, very carefully, “I didn't see this coming. And not ju
“It's going to be okay, Charlie, I promise. Morgan whispered into Charlie's hair as they both sat in the emergency waiting room at the nearest veterinary hospital, even though he knew he couldn't guarantee that to Charlie. Nothing about the situation made much sense: Sawyer had been fine that morning, when Charlie had left for class and now, suddenly, he needed to be seen in the ER. He wasn't a veterinarian, but disease could be just as unpredictable in animals as it was in humans. But still... Something told him that something was wrong. “This is all my fault…” Charlie sobbed against his chest, causing her thoughts to immediately turn to just her, “If only I hadn't been so inattentive the last few days and wasted so much time complaining that he didn't like me. me so much I wanted to, I could have sensed that something was wrong... I could... “No, Charlie…” he whispered, trying to calm her down. “None of this is your fault. He was fine when you left this morning, and I didn't no
“ But the worst thing about all this... “ he spoke again, after a moment of silence, although his voice was nothing more than a whisper “ Is that, when he was finally buried and I found myself alone... I realized that what I wanted so much would never happen. He was no longer there for us to connect again and all that was good in him were the uncertain memories of a distant childhood. I waited for so long in silence, not taking the step to approach him just because I thought I had to achieve something unreachable first... And suddenly none of that mattered anymore. He left without us being able to build a real father-son relationship. And I had spent my entire life building a career and a name that I didn't even really care for. “That's why I always say you brought joy back into my life, Charlie. “ he caressed her face, at the same time tucking an unruly lock of her hair behind her ear “ Between the time my father died and the day we met, there were six long years where I just was exi
“No, no cake batter for you, Sawyer. Even with one hand busy with the bowl full of flour and eggs he was mixing, Charlie was still able to get Sawyer off the counter, preventing him from sticking his nose into the cake batter inside the pan she had abandoned nearby. “This is not good for you. “ she said, in a cute little voice, even if the expression on his face wasn't very friendly “You have your own special diet now, remember? “ when Sawyer let out a sullen meow, Charlie just chuckled, kissing the space between his ears, “You can bitch all you want, baby, but I'm not going to let you get sick again. Leaving her grumpy kitten on the floor near where Matilda lay with her paws up, taking a nap, Charlie returned to her cake batter odyssey, wondering what she had done wrong this time. As Morgan needed to resolve an emergency at her office much earlier than usual, that Saturday morning, she found herself bored and with nothing to do, since all her college activities were already done an
She hated to admit it, but Samantha's words had gotten to her, as much as she was trying to fight it. It didn't help that Morgan had ignored all her attempts to seduce him, which had left her doubting whether she was attractive enough for him. Could it be that if she were someone else, a thinner woman with a surgically constructed body, he would be more tempted, to the point of not resisting as much? Could it be that she had misunderstood something and all of that were just natural male reactions? Shaking her head to rid herself of those silly doubts, Charlie clenched her fists, refusing to let her determination leave her. What she needed now was not to give up. On the contrary, she needed to be more incisive. Push and push and then push some more, until finally Morgan reached her limit. She had been kind and patient enough with him thus far, trying not to alarm him with her seduction. But now, she would make it impossible for him to pretend that nothing was happening. " What do you
Morgan did not consider himself a particularly stubborn person. Instead, he preferred adjectives like determined or focused. Now, though, it looks like he'd be forced to learn how to be stubborn if he can't give in to the urge to throw Charlie across the dinner table and give her what he seemed to want so badly... Which wasn't such a terrible idea... Mentally slapping himself back to reality, Morgan sat as straight as possible at the dining table, still as stone, as he watched her pace back and forth across the kitchen counter, arranging plates and platters, while that infernal nightgown raised her head. every slightest movement, not hiding even a single inch of her bare ass, protected only by a thong, so thin that it looked like just a single movement of his finger could rip it... His brain must have been melting, that was the only possible explanation... His thoughts were interrupted when Charlie suddenly appeared next to him, a platter in her hands, and she bent down to set it o
If this was a dream, then Charlie was hoping he never had to wake up again. However, the feeling of Morgan's warm hands running slowly over his legs was too good not to be real. Totally delivered, even though she didn't know what he was planning to do, her panties were already ruined by the time he placed his feet over each of her shoulders. Shifting her hips so that she was even more exposed to his gaze, Charlie moaned softly, loving the savagery with which he had thrown all the remnants of her dinner onto the floor, the smoldering expression of desire that had taken over his entire face. and, most of all, those intense eyes, riveted on her, as if he could devour her at any moment. And only she knew how much she wanted him to devour her. Still caressing her legs as if he wasn't in a hurry, Morgan ended up working his way down to the inside of her thighs, starting to run his fingers over them so gently she even felt a tickle, except when he tried to get close to where her panties wer
Her mind completely blank, Charlie once again forgot about what he had told her about being quiet and threaded her fingers through his hair, trying to get her tongue to move to the places where she felt most sensitive. “My naughty little girl wants some more spanking? “ he growled against the flesh of her thigh, before blowing some cool air against her scalding folds, making her whimper “Then it's fine. I'm going to leave that little ass with the print of my hand, so you can learn to do what your husband says. “ with blurred vision, she lifted her face just enough to see him smirk between her legs, before landing a loud and accurate slap on her bottom, which only made her wetter “ That's why you like it so much to disobey me? Why does getting a well-deserved spanking make your pussy run? “ with that question, he brusquely plunged two fingers inside her, which even so slipped easily due to how wet she was “Look at that... In here you're always a good girl, aren't you? Unable to formul
“Do you really think so, Morgan? “ she purred, playing with her cleavage already almost completely open “ I think you are so controlled… I bet you could resist me for years and years. So I think it would take more than just a dress... " Undoing the ties at the back of her back, she let the fabric slide to the floor, leaving her in just a pair of tiny panties before his smoldering gaze " I think I would need to be naked in front of you…” Closing the small distance between the two of them, she caressed his bare chest “I would need to touch you…” Charlie moved her lips over his teasingly “I would need to kiss you. ..But her words were interrupted when he pulled her into one more eager kiss, digging his fingers into the flesh of her ass without any qualms, making her gasp.“You're wrong, Charlie…” he growled against her lips, his green eyes almost completely black with desire “You just need to exist. But do not worry. You're about to find out exactly what I'm talking about...Before Char
"Something tells me so..." Wanting to tease him a little more, she rose on tiptoe to overcome the several inches of difference in height between the two of them, pretending to kiss him on the mouth, but deflecting to his side. cheek at the last second, pressing her lips there chastely like she used to when she was younger “But if I can make a special request, I want you to teach me how to make your family's special cupcakes! “ she asked moving away from him with the feeling of long duty when noticing the frustrated and longing expression on his face." Your wish is an order. “He grunted, moving to the area of the worktop where the ingredients were and motioning for her to stand beside it. “First, we have to mix the cocoa powder with the oil, eggs and sugar. “ he explained, picking up a new bowl to put everything in it.“Can I move? “ she offered, sticking her side to his, when she saw him reach a nearby fuê." At ease..." he took a step back instead of passing the bowl to her, indicat
“Be nice to Aunt Vivian, okay? Charlie asked his children, making sure their scarves were securely wrapped around their necks, before they got into their godmother's car.“Okay, Mom. “ Patrick immediately agreed, visibly excited to spend the entire night playing video games, as Vivian always allowed.“What do you and Dad need to do alone on your wedding anniversaries that you can't do with us? “Very unlike her brother, Poppy huffed, crossing her arms over her chest suspiciously.Narrowing his eyes a little in the direction of that stubborn little girl, Charlie snorted when he heard Vivian having a fit of laughter inside the car. She hated to admit it, but even though she was still 9 years old and the carbon image of her father physically, Poppy had inherited her entire personality, which most of the time was a source of pure pride for Charlie, when she saw her smart and smart little girl. determined in action... But at times like this, when she just wanted to have a moment alone with
In a very short time, the bathroom had already been taken over by Sawyer's furious growls and meows, who was trying at all costs to escape the water from the bathtub and the comb that Morgan ran along the length of his fur, throwing more and more fleas into the water at every turn. new pass.“ I really need to talk to Charlie about the stray dogs and cats that are roaming the complex... “ Morgan panted slightly, trying to keep the little beast in her hands under control “ If, even taking medicine every month, you managed to get infested like this way walking around, then those who live on the street must be in a serious situation..." Daddy? “ Poppy's scared voice interrupted him and he turned his head to see his children in the bathroom doorway, fearful “What are you doing with Sawyer?“It's okay, honey. “ He soothed her, moving a little to escape the slash Sawyer had nearly landed on his face, though there wasn't much he could do about his already torn arms. “What happened is, Sawye
" And now we put the frozen peanut butter inside the dough..." Morgan instructed his children, helping them to sink the peanut butter balls into the chocolate dough with their little fingers " And no sticking the licked finger of Get back in the dough, Poppy. “ he warned his daughter, without even looking in her direction “I'm watching you.Hearing her little girl's characteristic snort, the same one that made her sound even more like her mother. Stifling a laugh, he finished helping Patrick finish the cupcakes, moving in time to catch his sister in the air, at the same moment that she had just jumped onto the stool he had positioned below the counter, so that they could could cook together with him." Daddy! “ Poppy complained, struggling in his arms as hard as her tiny five year old body would allow. “I can get off the bench by myself!“But not without getting hurt. “ he stole a kiss on her cheek, making her huff again, before sitting her down in one of the chairs at the dining tabl
“ Samantha, for God's sake! “ Anthony growled under his breath, although everyone could hear him clearly “ Apologize at once or you will be thrown out of this house!"Charlotte…" she began, her expression contorted with rage as if she was straining to say those words "I'm sorry…" Whereby? Charlie raised an eyebrow in her direction, seeming to be enjoying the moment deeply.“For being rude, honey. “ Samantha opened a big forced smile “ I promise that this will never happen again, from now on.“ That's true, because I'll make sure you don't! “ Morgan swore, determined “ Now get out of here! I want to speak with Charlotte alone!“Mr. Sullivan, she's still my daughter... " Anthony looked like he wanted to protest, but his scared voice made that sentence absolutely pathetic.“The same daughter you were mistreating a moment ago! “ Morgan snarled, making him flinch immediately “Now get out!“Of course, Mr. Sullivan... " Samantha nodded, her blue eyes cold and angry " Why wouldn't we, as par
Morgan didn't know why he was there. Or rather, the truth was, he shouldn't be there. And that in every sense.There was a lot of work to be done and a lot of paperwork to be signed in his office, like every other day of the year... But still, perhaps for the first time in his life, he had found it difficult to concentrate. That's because the image of Charlotte Manson jumping into a fountain across from him the day before wouldn't leave his mind. The more rational side of him tried to argue that it was just because she was a poor young girl with clearly terrible parents that she couldn't stand up for herself and needed help. Therefore, as soon as he finished work, he could visit her in the most proper way possible, like any normal person would. But not.Instead, he had left the office early for the first time in years "maybe, again, for the first time in his life", just so he could see Charlie again and get rid of that nagging feeling that had been plaguing his chest all morning. Whic
All the books and scientific articles Morgan had read about babies during Charlie's pregnancy said that in order for her son to sleep well, it was important to create a calm and quiet environment at nap time. However, his wife wasn't very good at it.“You spend the whole day soiling your diaper and throwing up…” he heard her play inside the suite's bathroom, with the sounds of wet kisses filling the room “How can you smell so good?Hearing her daughter's contented cackle, Morgan couldn't help but smile, even though she knew all that fussing would make it take Poppy much longer to fall asleep. But, well, she was Charlie's daughter, so obviously she wasn't a simple bottle, a dark room and a little white noise that would magically dampen the infinite energy she had inside her.Hearing his son give a long yawn, Morgan turned his attention to Patrick who, after a relaxing bath and having changed into his pajamas, was clearly ready for bed, very different from his twin sister. Feeling his h
"Well...that depends..." he commented, shrugging." Like this? She raised an eyebrow, confused.“ It depends on whether you like it or not. “Morgan smiled, stroking her cheek." What? “ Charlie gasped, shocked “You mean...?“ Over the past few months, I've thought a lot about what you've told me about your dream of raising your own pets, beyond the shelter animals. But it would be a bit difficult to do that in an apartment. “ he said, making her eyes widen even more “ So I decided it would be a good idea to look for a new home for us: a spacious house where you can welcome as many animals as you want and make our family even bigger. “ Morgan approached her, biting her cheek to stop herself from laughing at her stunned expression. “And this was the house that I thought most fit what you had described to me. So what do you think? Should we look a little further or could this place become our new home? I particularly think Matilda would love to be able to run around without having so man