17. Chapter Seventeen #2
He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it, before letting her go. She sat herself on the edge of the bed, breasts heaving with every breath as she watched him undress. He slipped out of his shirt and kicked off his pants and boxers, followed by his shoes and socks.
He noticed her eyes darted to his cock, but then she looked right back up at him, smiling shyly. He smiled back. “Lay down, Morgan.”
She kept her eyes locked on his as she lay back.
She started to scoot herself up the bed, but he leaned down, gently grabbing her by the waist and keeping her right where she was, on the edge of the bed.
He kneeled down, pushing her thighs apart.
The sweet scent of her arousal was already in the air.
He leaned in, tentatively licking up her slit and he felt her entire body tense up.
“Oh…” she gasped as he licked her again. “C-Cody…?”
“Hmm?” he said, not stopping his ministrations and letting his tongue get reacquainted with her clit.
She arched her back, pushing into him. She seemed to have forgotten what she was going to say, so he kept at it, reveling in all the gasps and moans she was making, and the way her body was trembling and silently begging for more.
He focused his tongue on her clit, remembering the way she used to like things.
He was banking on her still enjoying the same pussy-pleasuring techniques from before, and so far, it seemed like he was right.
It wasn’t long before she was continuously gasping with pleasure and bucking her pussy into his mouth relentlessly.
She let out a final gasp of ecstasy as her thighs clamped on his ears.
She was reaching down, patting at his head and begging him to stop, just as a notification popped up:
[Congratulations! You have completed your second Romance Level with Resident Morgan Callahan! Only eight more to go until Marriage is unlocked!]
He wondered how many levels they were about to accomplish in a single session. The marriage thing had been a bit of a surprise the first time it popped up, but who was he kidding? That’s exactly where he wanted this to go.
He gave her one final lick before grabbing her ass cheeks and pushing her higher on the bed. She giggled and made room for him, right between her legs.
“Come here.” She held her arms out to him. He leaned in, letting her embrace him and meeting her in a kiss. “I meant what I said…the other day…” she said softly, between kisses. “I want you to fuck me raw.”
He pushed himself up on his elbow so he could look at her, this beautiful woman he had fought so hard to return to. She was so fucking worth it. He lined up the head of his cock with her–
[System Notification: You are now entering a Musical Montage. Enjoy!]
Fuck no, we’re not, Cody thought. He froze, not pushing into Morgan’s dripping, eager pussy. It was torture.
“Cody?” she asked. “Are you okay?”
The sexy twang of bass sounded through the room accompanied by a saxophone, like a stereotypical soundtrack from an 80s porno.
He had no idea if Morgan could hear it, but she gave no indication that she could.
She had seemed confused the other day, when the fishing montage song had ended, but she didn’t seem to remember the actual song the way he did.
He couldn’t get that mother fucking Fishin’ Montage song out of his head for days afterwards.
The music began to build, and a deep, sultry voice started to hum.
Cody rolled off the bed, getting to his feet.
If he didn’t start fucking her, maybe the fuck music would go away.
Maybe the sex montage wouldn’t happen. He did not want it to happen.
He wanted this. He wanted to fully, one hundred percent experience this.
Every single moment. He’d been waiting for this and so had Morgan.
He didn’t want it to be glossed over by some shitty saxophone sex song.
“I’ll…I’ll be right back.” He awkwardly stumbled into her bathroom, locking the door behind him.
“Cancel!” he whispered fiercely as he attempted to bring up the game screen, his fingers digging into his scalp as an intense headache began to bloom.
“End montage song! Do not engage!” Nothing happened, and he could still hear the music building.
“Control-Alt-Delete!” The music halted and Cody froze, not quite believing that worked.
“Cody?” came Morgan’s voice from the other side of the door. “Are you okay?”
He waited a moment, making extra certain the music was gone.
“Cody? Do you need…um, help?” Morgan asked. “Because it’s okay, babe. I’m still a bit nervous, too. It’s been awhile and–”
“No! It’s not that! Not that at all!” He opened the door to find Morgan waiting in all her naked glory. “Where were we?”
“Are you sure you’re okay? Are you having second thoughts about the no condom thing?”
“Nope.” He shook his head and guided her back to the bed. “I’m good. Everything is good.”
She didn’t look entirely convinced, but she laid back down and he re-positioned himself on top of her.
She looked up into his eyes, as if trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him.
A lot, he wanted to say. Fucking heaps of weird shit is happening to me right now.
But he didn’t want her to have to worry about any of that.
He kissed her, slow and soft. She moaned into the kiss, pushing her hips into his.
He lined up the head of his cock again, and paused, waiting to see if the music was going to start up again.
“Cody, are you–Oh!” She gasped as he finally pushed inside her warm pussy.
Her breath hitched and she gripped his shoulders as he pushed in more.
She felt as tight as the first time they ever fucked.
He let out a long breath, feeling like he’d finally, fully come back to Earth, and then pushed himself in all the way, fully enjoying the sensation of being squeezed by her pussy walls.
“Oh, fuck, I missed you so much,” Morgan said breathlessly.
Cody grinned. “You have no fucking idea how much I missed you.”
Now that the stupid song was gone, everything about the moment felt perfect. Her usual sweet smell of honey filled the room, mixed with the scent of sex. Her supple body and soft skin felt amazing, and her kisses were eager and urgent.
“You're mine,” she said between kisses. “Say it.”
“I’m all yours.” He could feel his release steadily building with every thrust into her welcoming depths.
“You’re never leaving me again.” Her hands now cupped his face, so he was looking down at her, eyes locked with hers.
“No, I’m not.”
“Say it. Promise me.”
“I’m never leaving you again. I promise.”
She pressed her hands to his face harder as she closed her eyes, wincing and looking like she was about to cum again.
“You almost there, babe?”
She nodded, her eyes still squeezed shut. “Don’t…don’t forget to…ah, Cody! Fuck! Cum inside me! Now!”
He was more than ready. He thrust into her extra hard, pushing her into the pillows. She cried out, pussy clamping on his dick, and he let himself release. She opened her eyes again, looking up at him as he filled her, and then she pulled him into a kiss.
“I love you,” she said, barely unlocking her lips from his.
He felt another wave of pleasure rush through him, almost as if he just came a second time. Those were the words he’d been dreaming about for a very long time. But the moment was ruined by a new notification:
[Congratulations! You have completed your third Romance Level with Resident Morgan Callahan! Only seven more to go until Marriage is unlocked!]
He blinked away the notification and refocused on Morgan’s beautiful face. “I love you, too.”
“And you’re never leaving me.”
He laughed. “Pretty sure I promised that already.”
“I want to hear it again.”
“I am never leaving you,” he said, and kissed her again.
Cody rolled off of Morgan and she immediately cuddled up to him, her head resting on his chest as he wrapped his free arm around her.