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Breaking Free - part 3
You wake up feeling refreshed and excited about your newfound connection with Morgan. You get dressed and head downstairs to find him already in the living room, waiting for you. He smiles when he sees you, and you can’t help but blush.
‘Hey,’ you say shyly. ‘How did you sleep?’
‘Great,’ Morgan replies, his eyes roaming over your body. ‘Especially after last night.’
You feel a wave of warmth wash over you as you remember the passionate encounter you shared. You sit down next to him on the couch, and he reaches out to take your hand.
‘I’ve been thinking about you all morning,’ Morgan confesses. ‘And how much I enjoyed our time together.’
You smile, feeling a rush of happiness at his words. ‘Me too,’ you admit. ‘It was … incredible.’
Morgan leans in closer, his breath warm against your neck as he whispers, ‘I can’t wait to do it again.’
His words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel your body responding to him already. You turn to face him, and he cups your face in his hands before leaning in for a passionate kiss. Your lips meet his, and you can taste the desire on his tongue as it explores your mouth.
Morgan’s hands begin to wander down your body, caressing your breasts and stomach before finally reaching the hem of your dress. He slowly lifts it up, revealing your bare bottom. You shiver with anticipation as he runs his fingers over your skin, gently massaging your cheeks.
‘You’re so beautiful,’ Morgan whispers, his breath hot against your ear. ‘And I can’t wait to explore every inch of you.’
He leans in and kisses your neck, working his way down to your breasts. As he takes one nipple into his mouth, you let out a soft moan, arching your back to give him better access. Morgan’s hands continue to explore your body, caressing your hips and thighs before finally reaching the sensitive area between your legs.
You gasp as he slips a finger inside you, his touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. He begins to move his finger in and out, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed. You can feel yourself getting wetter with each stroke, and you know that you’re close to reaching your peak.
Morgan must sense this too because he pulls away from your breast and looks into your eyes. ‘I want to see you come,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘Tell me what you need.’
You take a deep breath, feeling more comfortable than ever before to express your desires. ‘I want …’ You hesitate for a moment before continuing. ‘I want you to fuck my ass with your fingers.’
Morgan grins at your words, clearly pleased that you’re opening up to him. He gently guides you onto all fours, positioning himself behind you. Then, he slowly inserts one finger into your anus, followed by a second and then a third. You moan as he begins to move them in and out, stretching you open and hitting all the right spots.
As the pleasure builds, you can’t help but let out a series of loud moans. Morgan encourages you, telling you how sexy your sounds are and how much he loves hearing you enjoy yourself. This only serves to heighten your arousal further, and soon you’re on the edge of orgasm.
With one final thrust of his fingers, you come undone, your body shaking with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you. Morgan continues to stroke your anus gently until your breathing returns to normal, and then he pulls out his fingers and kisses the small of your back.
‘That was incredible,’ he whispers. ‘I love seeing how much pleasure I can give you.’