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“Well, find out what she wants to do, and we will make the arrangements. Call Steph and have her start the calls to let everyone know. We will cover the arrangements, whatever the aunt wishes. Make it happen. Thanks for the call, but I think I’m turning my phone off until Friday. You were right and I need this time with them. If there’s a dire emergency, send over a prospect. I’m taking the girls out on the boat tomorrow.”

“Good for you. I will send out a mass text to let everyone know you’re off the grid and not taking calls.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it, Axton. Please give his aunt my condolences and I think that’s all we can do for now.” Unfortunately, it would sound horrible, but it was probably what McLaughlin would have wanted. The mind can only take so much. He already had trauma from a shitty childhood, the war, and the death of a girlfriend. Then to add paralysis, a prison term, and the guilt of what he did, it would have been too much. His girlfriend died from cancer years ago and he was deployed at the time. He was already a tormented man.

“What’s wrong?” I heard Morgan behind me, and I turned to look at her. Then it hit me, she probably knew the girl. Wait, her sister didn’t call?

“Have you heard from Savannah?” I asked.

She tilted her head then her eyes grew. She patted her back pockets. “Where’s my phone?” She looked around. “Oh my gosh, I haven’t had it all day.”

I looked around and spotted that cream phone case in the corner of the cabinets by the paper towels. I pointed at it. “That was there last night when Addie and I had cookies. It’s probably dead by now.”

“I must have left it down here last night?” She went toward it as Addie once again hugged on to my leg.

“Wait, let’s have dinner first. Here, I’ll even turn mine off.” I powered mine off.

“Okay, but why did you ask if I heard from Savannah?”

“Your sister is perfectly fine, in fact so is your entire family. Maybe after dinner call your sister, okay?” I didn’t want Addie to worry.

Dinner was fantastic. Addie even giggled a few times when I reached over and tickled her. After dinner, I told Morgan to go call Savannah and Addie and I would clean up.

Glorious

Creed

I set Addie’s glasses on the nightstand and Morgan turned out the light. I took Morgan’s hand and led her to my bedroom then sat on the bed with her on my lap. “I’m sorry I didn’t have the chance to tell you yet.”

“I hadn’t seen Katie since she was really little. Gosh, she was probably seven or eight, but Savannah always talked about her. I just hate that my little sister has to feel this kind of grief.”

“I kicked the uninjured prospect out and sent the two guards walking. Your sister probably didn’t hear the news yet, but McLaughlin passed away earlier this evening.” I moved her dark hair to the side and kissed her cheek. “It was why I had to leave last night and today. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left at all. I’m keeping my phone off until my meeting in a few days with Sniper, just so I can spend time with the both of you.”

“I hope Katie receives a miracle, but by the way my sister talked, Katie doesn’t have much of a chance.” She then kissed my cheek. “I’m glad you turned off your phone. I want this time with you and Addie. I just can’t believe I didn’t miss my phone for almost a whole day. Do you know what that means?”

“It means a lot of people were probably worried.” I squeezed her body a little tighter.

“It means I have been able to disconnect. I feel safe and a little bit of the weight I was carrying lifted off me. Creed’s Lake has helped me somewhat find some peace. I haven’t felt this way in years.”

“I love how this place has provided that for you. Earlier tonight when Addie and I were at the lake, I saw two of our operatives enjoying some water skiing. They looked like they were having the time of their lives out there and they didn’t have a care in the world. It was some reassurance that what the Originals and I built is doing what we hoped, because of who they were. It was two men that were prisoners of war not all that long ago. They had both been starved and beaten by their captors. Their trauma ran deep and one minute they were facing their own deaths and a minute later they’re able to turn all that shit off and just enjoy the lives they are now living. We all wanted to find peace and I’m so glad this place helped them find that.”

She turned to look at me and that one move took us to the place we always went when we are lost in each other’s eyes. Hers were so captivating, and also inviting. She gently placed her lips against mine, then we both opened our mouths just before our tongues swept against each other. She repositioned her body without breaking the kiss, so she was straddling me, rocking against my hard and pulsating dick. My hand left her hair and they both trailed down her back, then grabbed on to her ass to pull her in closer. They guided her ass to increase the pressure of her friction against me.

Fire began racing through my blood. I pulled her shirt off her and her lips were back on mine before it landed on the floor.She tugged on mine and pulled it off me, our lips only breaking contact for a few seconds. Her fingers ran through my hair, mine ran up her spine until they met her bra straps. Slowly I pulled them down as she took control of our kiss. The anticipation was nearly enough to make me explode in my pants before I even had a chance to be inside her. She pulled back, studied my eyes, then stood in front of me, slowly reaching behind her to unclasp her bra then let it fall. My eyes trailed down, and I got my first really good look at those perfectly swelled breasts with those perfectly pink nipples. I reached up and watched as my thumb ran over her erect nipple and swallowed hard. My eyes trailed back up to hers and I swore she had the most captivating ice blue eyes I ever saw. “You’re so damn beautiful, Morgan.”

I waited patiently as she read my mind and pushed down her cotton shorts. My hands were working on my belt quickly before I even realized I was doing it. There was a fire in those ice blue eyes. They told me everything I needed to know as I laid back and lifted my ass to push down my pants and boxer briefs. She pulled them off the rest of the way then climbed on top of me, slowly like a predator about to feast on her prey. Her lips trailed kisses up my stomach to my chest, then up my neck and finally to my lips. I knew she didn’t want any games. She wanted me inside her as bad as I did. My hand shot straight to her heat where she was wet and hot, ready for me at any moment. She gasped against my lips when I plunged one finger inside her, then she moaned when I added another one. I was so fucking hard it was painful, my cock begged me to slide him into her warmth, but I wanted to take my time with her. Study her reactions, kiss those gorgeous lips, learn everything there was to learn about her needs and what drove her crazy. My fingers were still in her when she tried to push down on to my cock, adding pressure just below her swollen pussy.

I removed my hand, and she slid around me, slowly as we both hissed to the sensation of the moment. “Jesus Morgan.” She tortured me as she took me inside her so slowly until finally my length was buried deep inside her. My lips left hers and trailed over to her ear. “By the end of tonight, I will know every inch of this gorgeous body.”

She took a sharp breath as she rolled her hips slowly, and damn if she didn’t feel so fucking good. I never imagined a woman to feel half as good as Morgan. Her lips took mine again, and I let her have the control for a few moments. My arms wrapped around her as she proceeded to slowly move those hips. Back and forth, around in a circle, back and forth again. My hand reached down below her ass, and I felt my shaft where the rest of me was swallowed so deep inside her. She was so wet, my fingers were coated with her warmth. I wanted to see her reaction to her own taste, so I pushed her up and as she looked down at me while swirling her hips, I stuck my fingers in her mouth to taste herself. She shut her eyes then smiled before she opened them again. I laid back and let my hand trace down her neck then cup her breasts as she slowly rode me.

My eyes moved from being locked into hers, to those lips, that slender neck, the swells of her breasts, to each hard perfect fucking nipple, down her flat stomach and eventually to where we were joined together. My eyes darted back up to her lips when she bit her bottom one and shut her eyes. I never saw something so angelic in my life. “Say it.” I ordered her.

She opened her eyes and looked down at me with the most angelic smile on her face. “You own me, Creed. You’re the last man to ever touch me.”

To that I shot up and flipped us around. I slowly thrust in and out of her as I sat up on one elbow and my hand gently ranfrom her outer thigh, to her stomach, then squeezed her breast before cupping her face. I lowered my head, and I kissed those red swollen lips. I repeated slow thrusts, taking my time to allow my fingers to gently roam over her soft skin.

“You’re so damn tight, Morgan.” I shut my eyes and begged for some control. Witnessing her pleasure, feeling her body move under mine, those moans that escaped her lips, and taking in how damn good she felt was better than any experience of my past, and I had a lot of experience. I knew I was coming near my end, and I had to give her something more soon. I couldn’t torture her forever by slowly making love to her. Shit, making love to her? Holy shit making love was so much better than fucking.

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