Chapter 9 – Morgan
MORGAN
Last night was good. When Andie kissed me back, I thought I had her, but then she pushed me away. I agreed to let it go for the time being, but I wasn’t going to give up on her that easily. I wouldn’t get to see her until the following day as I had Charlie.
I had finished building Charlie’s carpark and accessories, so I spent the day in the best way possible—playing with my son and spending time with my family. Charlie was growing so quickly, and it killed me that I couldn’t be with him every day, thinking of all the things I was missing out on.
I took him for a walk to the local park and put him on the baby swing.
His giggles brought me out of my low mood.
I’d bought a bag of pellets from the gift shop and fed the ducks, Charlie in my arms giggling and pointing at them.
I put him back down and held onto his reins as we walked back to the car.
Watching him toddle around the park lifted my spirits and filled my heart with love.
He wasn’t planned, but he was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
When we got home, Mum had made roast dinner and fussed over Charlie, too.
Playing with his carpark on the floor with him, laughing, smiling, and trying to get him to say the word ‘nanna.’ That night, the whole family snuggled up in the living room, in front of the fire and watched a kid’s film.
My son fell asleep in my arms, so I took him up to my room, put him in his cot and went back downstairs with the baby monitor.
I thought about Andie, and if she was getting chatted up by a random guy in the club.
I shook my head and focused back on the film.
It was Saturday; my parents were on a date day, Charlie was back with Brooke, and I had no work. Throughout the day, I’d started on a new project in my workshop. I’d no specific idea in mind as I worked on autopilot. I stopped for a drink, sweat dripping down my head and down my back.
I stepped back to see my progress. At that point, it was just a plain box. Hmm, maybe a new toy for Charlie? My mind ran through the possibilities of what the box could become when I remembered the puzzle boxes Andie mentioned. My whole body filled with a warm energy.
I ran down the stairs, grabbed a cold drink from the fridge before running back up and sitting at the workshop bench to draw up some rough plans.
The box would have little puzzles for her to solve before it would open, revealing a hidden gift inside.
I decided on a dark wood with intricate carvings all around to finish.
It was the perfect project to keep my mind occupied.
Later that night, I’d convinced the boys to come with me to AJ’s again, not that it took much convincing when we had access to the VIP booths.
We had a few drinks at the sticky floored bar, before making our way over to AJ’s.
I gave my name at the door and the VIP area, and we were shown up to the booths.
Lauren and Betty were sat in the booth we had sat in with Andie previously, but there was no sign of Andie.
The boys headed for the girl’s booth. I slid in on the end of the bench and called out my drink order for beer to Betty, who was typing on the screen. I tried to keep up with the conversation, but all I could think of was Andie. Where was she? I looked around the room.
“Don’t worry,” Lauren called over to me, “She is here. Just in her office catching up. Problems in other clubs,” she explained.
I nodded in thanks to her.
I was three bottles in and there was still no sign of Andie. “Just going to the toilet,” I called to Baz who held up his thumb in response.
“Hey,” I called out to Andie as I left the bathroom, and she whizzed past towards her office.
She looked beautiful in a black shiny all in one that clung to her curves and pushed up her breasts, with silver flats. Her hair was up in a high ponytail with silver accessories either side. Her makeup was minimal; natural my mother would call it. She was breathtaking.
“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming over tonight.” She stepped closer to me, her smile growing wider.
“Yeah, just fancied coming out for an hour or two. I hope that’s okay?”
“Of course, it’s good to see you. I just have a bit more work to get done in the office. See you later?”
“I’ll be here.” I smiled.
She returned my smile and disappeared down the hallway and into her office. I returned to the table to see that the boys had ordered more drinks.
Eventually, Andie came back to join us at the table and sat opposite me.
I watched as she talked and laughed with the others.
The smile lit up her whole face and her eyes sparkled.
The lights above caught the natural highlights in her hair.
She was perfect and I needed to get closer to her.
Each time I tried to talk to her she couldn’t hear me over the music and the other’s conversation.
I finished my drink and went to grab another when I saw that we were out of alcohol. I waved to Baz and pointed to the screen, he gave me a nod and a thumbs up, then began pressing at the screen.
“Let’s dance.” Betty called out, dragging Andie and Lauren up with her.
Some of my friends got up, too. I noted that Lawson and Betty had been spending time together.
Though I hated dancing, this was my chance.
I slid out of the booth and danced my way over to Andie.
The girls gave me smiles and winked as they subtly danced away.
The boys headed off to see if the drinks had arrived, leaving us as the only two dancing.
Andie looked at me shyly and bit her bottom lip. Fuck, I wanted to be the one biting her lip.
We got closer until my hands were on her hips. Though the music was pumping, we had slowed down. Andie reached up and put her arms around my neck and looked up at me from under her long, thick, ebony lashes. I dipped my head and gently brushed my lips against hers.
When I stepped back and looked into her eyes, I could see there was a war going on behind them. I danced us backwards until we were up against the back wall by the last booth in the row. It was empty and dark, which was perfect.
“I’ve been thinking about you all night.” Another brush of my lips against hers. So far so good, she hadn’t pushed me away yet. “Have you been thinking about me?”
Andie took a deep breath and nodded before looking down. If she wanted a dirty talking bad boy, then that was what I was going to give her. With her body that close to mine, I was so turned on, my cock was rock hard, and my pulse raced.
I shifted closer and dipped my head so my lips were close to her ear.
“I’ve been fantasising about what your moans would sound like as I’m buried deep inside you.
” I pressed a kiss to her neck, and she shivered in response.
“Haven’t you been wondering what your name sounds like on my lips as I fuck you?
Or what I’d sound like as you deep throat my cock? ”
Her head shot up, but before she could reply I moaned, “Mmm, Andie, fuck baby, yeah, oh fuck, that feels so fucking good.” I couldn’t help the satisfied smirk when I saw her chest heaving and her bite her lower lip harder than before.
I thought I had finally gotten to her when she pulled me closer, got up on tiptoes and began moaning into my ear, “Oh, Morgan. Yes, yes, fuck me harder, harder, fuck yes.” She leant down and sucked at the point where my neck met my shoulder.
I swallowed hard, my legs shook. “Now we both know how the other sounds.” She smiled, and before I knew what had happened, she was headed back to our booth.
“Fuck me,” I muttered under my breath.
I smiled to myself and shook my head as I followed her back. Everyone was busy having fun and not paying any attention to us, so I slid my hand under the table. Resting it high on her thigh, I rubbed my thumb back and forth, glad that she didn’t remove it.
At the end of the night, I placed my arm on the booth behind her and leaned in close. “I had a good time tonight, baby. I can’t wait to hear your moans for real as I’m thrusting into you,” I growled into her ear.
Her body stiffened next to mine, she turned to look at me, a small smile on her face. Her eyes, now an emerald green, widened , and I watched as she visibly swallowed.
“It was nice dancing with you tonight. You’re a good dancer, you should do it more often. Be safe getting home.” She leaned into me and brushed her lips across my cheek. “See you soon.”
“Hopefully, I’ll get to see all of you. Goodnight Andie, be safe getting home.” I placed a kiss just below her jawbone and stepped out of the booth, following the boys out of the club to our waiting taxi.
Back home, in my bed that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her moans and how she had sucked my neck.
Would she suck it like that when I had her on my lap thrusting into her?
My cock was hard and throbbing. I slid my hand down my body fantasising that it was her hand and gripped my cock.
I pumped it hard and fast, my mind going over and over her moans, the way my name had sounded on her lips, her lips on my neck.
I threw back the covers just as steams of hot cum hit my stomach.
“Andie.” I breathed out, not wanting anyone else in the house to hear me.