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By the time Caleb sat up, Morgan's whole body was on fire. She wrapped her legs softly around his sides, practically drooling by then as she leaned up to press her lips firmly to his. She had a stupid grin across her face, and sort of sat up to perch on his lap, gently pushing him back down against the sofa. She looked him over after a moment, raising a brow as a smirk crossed her face. "Someone's excited," she giggled playfully, leaning in to press her lips back to his.
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"Only for you" He said, voice husky with lust as he kissed her hungrily
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Morgan smiled at him gently, although her movments were far from gentle as she pressed her lips back to his, her hand running down his body until they played at his V-Lines. She pulled away, sort of shifting to sit on his hips. Her waist rocked forward, and she gave him a nod of approval at his words. Her voice dropped to a whispered. "Only for me," she repeated quietly, rocking forwards again. She was getting impatient herself, but she'd let him make the moves... after all, she was rather enjoying this.
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Caleb groaned softly when she moved her hips, making him feel like he was enough. For her, at least. He smiled and kissed along her neck again, finding her sweet spot and assaulting it with his lips
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Morgan buried her nose into his hair when he started kissing her neck, the already sensitive skin only hotter as his lips worked her. She groaned, letting her weight drop onto his hips and she shifted forwards. God, she loved him. She wanted him to know that. His groan just drove her on, and it wasn't long until she shifted slightly, sinking back down into him.
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Caleb groaned again, his hips working with hers and translating everything he thought about her. Her perfection, her voice, her body, god her body.....
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It wasn't long until Morgan had managed to ware herself out, and she sort of shifted so she was perched back on his lap. Her head flopped against his shoulder, and her arms were wrapped so tightly around his back. She birdied her nose into his neck, a soft but rather exhausted sigh escaping her. God, she loved him. He even smelled good. She pressed a light kiss to his shoulder, although left her lips lingering on his skin for a moment before pulling away to look at him. "I think you might be perfect," she whispered with a bit of a chuckle.
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"If i'm perfect, then you're a fucking goddess." He said, exhausted and his eyes closed as he began to drift off
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Morgan shook her head at him, and pressed a light kiss to his lips after a moment. "Caleb, hun, let's get back to bed so my parents do walk in on us," she whsiepred, pulling her jumper over her head and picking up the rest of their clothes once she'd climbed off him.
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Caleb groaned and got up, snatching a blanket and becoming a sort of burrito. He scoped Morgan up and carried her upstairs, set her on the bed, and curled up with her
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