" I... If I had given in back then and started touching you in that kitchen..." he panted, full of desire " The truth is, I would have hoped they caught it. That way I could tell Anthony that I would date you to protect your reputation and that way I'd have an excuse to make you stay with me...” he choked out, realizing he might have gone too far “But… I swear I did. it was just a stupid fantasy. I would never deceive you like that..." Serious? Too bad…” she pouted, starting to jerk him off more quickly “ Because I would have loved to become your girlfriend, even if this talk of reputation made me feel like I was in a period romance. “ she laughed “Now, tell me: why do I feel like you would keep my reputation intact, but not my virginity, when you trick Anthony with that small talk?“Because I wouldn't. " Morgan growled, sneaking his hands inside the shirt she was wearing so he could caress her thighs and squeeze her soft little ass " I would have fucked you in every room and on ever
" Shit... You better start leaving your bedroom window open... " he warned, biting his lower lip as soon as he had to break the kiss with her, out of breath " Because I'm not going to be able to live fucking this anymore pussy at least three times a day...“It would be so nice if we lived together and had a bed of our own…” Charlie teased, undulating suggestively beneath him “So you could throw me on top of her and fuck me whenever you wanted…“Yes, that would be great…” he smiled, reveling in her proposal “You could sleep with me and I would always be available to give you the punishment you deserve… You know? I think we should make this happen... " he murmured, breaking character a little to kiss her lovingly " I don't want my little girl anymore than me to run away from her...As if that was all she needed to hear, Charlie wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down once more for a soft kiss full of desire and, or maybe that was just his head trying to fool itself, also of f
" What it was? “ Morgan asked “Are you going to try to trick me again, saying you came to check if I was moaning because I hurt myself?Swinging her arms together behind her back, Charlie just smiled at him, unable to take her eyes off the massive erection that rose above his navel. Even though he'd skipped work and she'd skipped school for the first time just to spend the entire day humping like two rabbits in every corner there was in that apartment, she still wanted more. And after he'd left her alone, asleep in bed after yet another session of torrid sex, and she'd woken up to find he'd gone to shower, Charlie realized there was one room in the house they still hadn't named. . And that was unacceptable.“Even I'm not that tough. “ she defended herself, biting her lip as she let the towel she had wrapped around her shoulders fall, causing her husband to growl “I just thought that since you've spent the whole day making me sweat, it might be a good idea to take a shower.“So you com
“I'm going to change in my old room, to avoid you attacking me again and preventing me from making our dinner. “ giving her a peck, he quickly dodged when her hand tried to reach his now calmer cock “I'll be right back.Sullen and with her naked body still weak lying on the armchair, Charlie watched him leave the room, helpless. Several minutes were needed for her arms and legs to regain some stability again and she could get up to go to the wardrobe. With a devilish smile, she opened the sliding doors and looked at the clothes inside, wondering how long it would take Morgan to realize that, one of the times she had woken up before him that day, before "attacking" him like he had. had said, Charlie had stolen all of his shirts from inside his old room and put them inside that wardrobe. It was his new pajama collection, after all.Wearing one of them, which fit her more loosely and snugly than any dress she had ever worn in her life, Charlie wondered how long it would take him to notic
Salivating at hearing him say that, Charlie took Matilda in his lap and went to sit with her in one of the chairs, with Sawyer following, despite making sure he kept a considerable distance from her. Having fun teasing him, nudging his wavy tail when he wasn't looking, Charlie waited for her husband to serve dinner, which he did within minutes.“No, Sawyer! “ Morgan gave their cat a gentle scolding, as he jumped onto one of the chairs and started staring at the plates full of pasta with a pitying look. “I put dinner on for you and your sister before you even walked into this kitchen. Also, the sauce may have some ingredients that are bad for you. You don't want to go back to the hospital again, do you? “ he asked the cat, lifting it easily in his lap and smiling when he saw it raise its adorable and desolate face towards him “ It's no use making that face. No pasta for you.“You really were born to put a house in order. Charlie chuckled.“ Well, I imagine dealing with stubborn cats is
“And these are the reports from today's meeting. “Said Hiroshi, his assistant, placing a pile of papers inside a folder on the table.Suppressing a sigh, Morgan opened the file and brought the papers up to eye level, having to make a huge effort to concentrate on the words that were printed there. Never before in his life had he gotten off automatic and scattered about his work before, but Charlie had changed even that part of his life. Now, instead of easily focusing on the information he needed to absorb and decisions he needed to make, he couldn't think of anything else but returning home to Charlie. And not just to slide inside her delicious pussy, but, perhaps mainly, to have her in his arms and be able to talk to her, hear her laugh and simply watch her exist, which lately had become her favorite pastime...“Mr. Sullivan? “Hiroshi's voice snapped him out of his reverie, the slightly higher pitch letting him know that it wasn't the first time his assistant had tried to get his at
“ It is the report that the lawyers handling the lawsuit against Ms. Manson sent? “ Morgan realized, as she read the first few lines, “Well, as I thought, she can't do anything against a perfectly legal measure... The trial is yet to be scheduled and the court is likely to rule in favor of Charlie, on account from the evidence we gathered... " he continued to read aloud, more and more confused " But what's so bad here that... Wait...! “ he gasped, hardly able to believe what he had just read “ What do you mean “inconsistencies were found in the death of Anthony Manson, after further investigation”? His medical record and death certificate weren't made available until four days after the funeral?! But this is absurd! “ he grunted, disgusted “ The law requires that the causes of death be clear, before the deceased is buried and, above all, before a will is executed! With so much time on her hands, if she wanted to, Samantha could even have…” Morgan's blood froze, as he realized somethin
By the time he got home, even though the headache medicine he'd taken at work had already begun to have some effect, Morgan was still feeling wrecked. The doubt about whether or not to tell the things he had discovered was threatening to suffocate him and, to be very honest with himself, he didn't even know how he would be able to look into those beautiful happy eyes that day without having a panic attack. Charlie had once made him promise to stop acting like he could tell the future, but... what guarantee did he have that she felt anything more for him than lust and friendship? How could he not let anxiety take over, when everything seemed to be designing for her to leave, when she received Anthony's inheritance?Those questions were still making his brain bleed when the fresh scent of cleaning products hit his nose. Confused that this was not the day that the cleaning service that had worked for him for years came to clean his apartment, Morgan looked around the entire house, from t
“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