Page 67 of Shelter for Morgan

He braced one hand on the bed by her shoulder, his other hand dropping out of sight. It wasn’t until she felt the head of his cock press against her sex that she drew in a breath to steady her nerves.

“Palmer-”

“Breathe for me, Morgana. Breathe and give me a moment.” He drew in a breath and she saw the way his chest worked and the view mesmerized her.

So she breathed, but she also reached out her hands to touch his chest, watching as his muscles tensed under her touch.

“I never realized what a miracle a body is,” she told him.

Sweat broke out on his forehead as she felt him slip inside of her body. Just a little. Then a little more.

She felt the intrusion but instead of feeling odd or strange, it felt like he was a part of her.

A part of her body when he was already a part of her heart.

“I can’t believe this is happening.”

“I can’t believe you’re here with me.” His voice sounded rough, but the look on his face was sweet and gentle.

She took in a breath again and this time he took one along with her and when the air left her lungs she felt him fully seated inside of her.

Morgan locked eyes with him, and wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him down so that she could place a gentle kiss on his lips.

“I’ve always wanted to be with you, Palmer. Make me yours.”

His gaze changed then.

A settled, purposeful look entered his eyes and as he shifted his body over her, he shifted his position inside of her.

Her indrawn breath and the emotions she could see deep inside his eyes made him feel even closer than he was already.

“I didn’t know,” she was nearly whispering in wonder, “that it could ever feel like this.”

“Does it feel good?” He asked her and she saw the flex of muscles along his back in the mirror on his wall. “Do I make you feel good, Morgana?”

“You make me feel like a woman, Palmer. You make me feel… loved.” The last word came out in a rush. She wasn’t sure that she should have said the word, but it was the only word that she felt was right.

“I do love you,” he groaned as he withdrew from her body.’

“Then,” she moved her hands down his back trying to bring him back into her body, “then why are you moving away?”

“I’m not leaving you. Not the way you think I am.” He shifted on the bed, grasping her body with both hands as he plunged back inside of her. “I needed to get deeper inside you.”

“Oh god,” she grabbed a hold of his shoulders, “do that again.”

There was still an edge in his expression, but a strange softness touched his lips as if he was holding back a secret.

She didn’t think she could take many more revelations in her current state of arousal.

And then he proved her wrong.

“As you wish.”

He stole her breath and gave her pleasure like she’d never imagined before.

RHETT

Waking up next to Morgan was surreal. She looked so relaxed in her sleep. So peaceful.

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