90: Morning Comes.

Chapter 90: Morning Comes.

Morgan and Hanna remained confined in the room, as if they had created a world where only the two of them existed. He was completely lost in the sensation of taking Hanna's body while she gripped his shoulders and moaned softly between their kisses, the heat seeming to burn them both.

Morgan lifted her from the bed when he realized how damp she was from the sweat caused by the effects of the wine, their lips still joined, and carried her to the window. The moonlight bathed their bodies, creating a halo of sensuality around them. He sat her on the windowsill, his strong muscles pressing against the softness of her skin.

Hanna wrapped her arms around him, her fingers entangled in his hair. This time, with more voracity, she explored every corner of his mouth. Their tongues intertwined in a frenetic rhythm, while their hands roamed each other's bodies with urgency.

Hanna moaned loudly, her body twisting in ecstasy, and Morgan felt her warmth against him as she