Chapter Eighteen
Morgan
Sunday
This wasn’t how this night was supposed to go. I was meant to be having an adult conversation about the life growing inside of me, but instead, I was caving to the inferno growing between my legs instead.
It had started from the very first second he turned up at my apartment. I felt a heady lust growing in my chest which was very difficult to ignore. How was I supposed to remain smart around a man that made me feel this way?
He made my heart leap, my stomach twist and twirl, and my limbs tremble. Every time our eyes connected, I felt same bolt of adrenaline that came from stumbling slightly or missing a step. It was desire, pure and simple, and it consumed me entirely.
Now, I was inside Terrance’s bedroom. His mouth was all over me, and his fingers had a tight hold of my hips as if he felt too afraid to let go unless his lost me. This claim on me made me feel needed, special, like he really truly wanted me.
Terrance pulled his mouth off of me, and although it was only for a moment, my tingling lips felt cold and alone without him. I didn’t want him to ever stop kissing me.
But then he managed to distract me from pulling him back in for another kiss by resting his forehead against mine and staring deeply into my eyes. The desperate, needy desire behind his gaze took my breath away and left me gasping.
Terrance really did need me – he wanted me so badly it hurt him. The concept was totally addictive.
“Get onto the bed,” he panted as his breath tickled my cheek. “Lie down.”
I did exactly as he asked, biting down on my lip as I sidled backwards. I hoped I looked seductive and sexy rather than stupid, but I couldn’t be sure. Terrance kept exactly the same smile on his face the entire time, which I hoped was a good sign.
He started off by touching my feet lightly, making me squeal and squirm. That was the one area of my body where I was incredibly ticklish, so by the time Terrance’s hands had moved onto my calves, I was laughing manically.
But as his soft hands travelled up my legs towards my wet heat, the laughter stopped. My head slumped back, and my eyes lid closed as his fingers worked their way nearer and nearer. My panties were pulsating, my core screaming, any minute now...
But then he stopped, fiddling with the elastic of my underwear. He was dangerously close, but not close enough, and that drove me crazy. I moaned nosily, arched my back, and gripped tightly onto the sheets beneath me, but that didn’t stop him from teasing me. It was almost as if he was getting something just from driving me wild.
And then my panties were gone. I didn’t even realize it was happening – it was just one minute they were in the way, the next I was cold and exposed, and Terrance was examining me like I was gourmet food.
“Absolutely everything about you is gorgeous,” he commented before burying his face deep into me and making me scream.
It was so unexpected to have his tongue all over me, but God damn, it was the best surprise I’d ever had. He rolled my clit underneath his tongue before moving it away and plunging it deep into me. The alternation of the amazing sensations was enough to have me teetering towards the knife edge of desire.
There was absolutely no control. I was already falling apart and there was nothing I could do about it.
The only thing I was aware of was the amount of noise I was making, so I grabbed the nearest pillow to stuff into my mouth. I wasn’t sure how thin these walls were and what Terrance’s neighbors were like, and I didn’t want to get him into any trouble. But he had no intention of allowing me to do that. Terrance pulled his mouth away and took the pillow from me.
“Don’t cover yourself up,” he pleaded with me. “I want to see you.”
He kissed me hard enough for my hand to inadvertently to let go of everything it was holding. He turned me into something thrilling, something so exciting; he brought color into my life in a way that I hadn’t had it before.
Sure, deep down I knew that things were far more complex than that, but I just wanted to enjoy the heat of the moment for a little bit longer.
As Terrance nudged my knees further apart, the flame burned even brighter. I needed to feel Terrance. I wanted every damn inch of him, and just for a moment, I also wanted some control. I forced myself into a sitting position, all the while still kissing him frantically.
I climbed up onto my knees and twisted both of our bodies around. Terrance was so involved in my mouth that he barely noticed as I lay him down softly on the bed.
“Oh my God, Morgan.”
He certainly noticed as I straddled him with a wicked smile on my lips. And, he didn’t stop noticing as I tore my top off and threw it to one side, as I unhooked my bra and dropped it to the ground, as I unbuttoned my skirt all the way down and tossed it towards his bedroom door.
I was fully naked for Terrance, and it felt so good.
“Damn, girl, you are incredible.”
Terrance sat up and took my nipple in his mouth. As he sent another exciting round of sensations bulldozing through my system, I forced my fingers to continue unbuttoning his shirt. If I was showing every inch of me, I wanted to see every bit of him, too.
After all, once I told Terrance the truth, I might never get to see all of him again.
Luckily, he unbuttoned his own pants, so all I needed to do was yank them out from underneath him, taking his underwear with him. His cock sprung to attention and made me mouth water, but there was no time for that today. Terrance had hold of himself and was angling himself towards me.
As I felt every inch of him buried deep into me, I cried out with sheer bliss. This time, having him inside of me felt a million times better because there was no alcohol blurring my judgement. I slid up and down over him, clinging needily to him as I moved. I could feel my nails clawing at his skin, but I didn’t care, I needed him to keep me centered.
“Oh, fuck, Terrance,” I panted as I rode him. My body was slick with the sweat I could feel dripping off me, but it didn’t matter because he was exactly the same. “Oh my God.”
His strong arms were clasped onto my back, guiding my movements, helping it to feel incredible for both of us. My heart hammered in my sternum, my stomach filled with a powerful heat... I was growing nearer, dangerously close.
“Shit, Morgan, I... I...”
We both shuddered and gasped at the same time, clinging to one another as we shared the intense bliss. I was flying higher than air, my head wasn’t even on planet Earth anymore, and it was a bonding experience to have Terrance going through the same feelings as me. It drew us closer in a way that I’d never felt before.
It had never been like this before. I didn’t want it to end.
***
“I have work in the morning, you know?” I warned Terrance in a sleepy tone. “If I don’t leave now, I’m going to have to get you up really early to drive me.”
“I don’t mind,” he assured me with a happy smile. “I’m just glad to have you here with me tonight.”
He laced his fingers through mine in a sweet and loving gesture, which made the words almost spill past my mouth – if only I knew exactly how to phrase the sentence. The only problem was it was a hard enough thing to say, without the fact that we’d just had sex again. I was pretty sure it’d make me look horrible if I said it now, like I was using him or something.
I would tell Terrance, I would. I just needed the right moment.
“And, I can’t take you back yet, anyway.” He propped himself up onto his elbow to look at me, so I did the same.
“Why not?” The eye contact we were sharing felt intense, but in a really nice way.
“Because we haven’t arranged our next date yet.” Oh God, why did he have to be so nice? There was no way I could mistake him for an asshole now, not after he’d been so kind, so that was one good thing.
“Oh yeah? Well, whenever you want.” I vowed to myself that I would tell him the,. Whenever we got together next, I would confess the truth. I would spend any time apart planning exactly what I’d say and wouldn’t let anything interrupt me. “Just...you know, text me or whatever.”
I watched intently as Terrance’s eyes flickered shut and he fell fast asleep. I could almost see the world falling away from him as he drifted off to dreamland, which left me wondering what could have him so stressed. Having no money concerns mustn’t be that difficult, surely? That was the main source of my issues. The only bad thing that I’d seen happen to Terrance since I’d known him was the fight, and he said that didn’t bother him anymore.
I flopped my head back onto the pillow, hating that I would eventually, as soon as I worked up the bravery, add to that. Even if he took the news well, it’d stress him out. It certainly had me.
I tried to picture him holding our baby lovingly in his arms, cooing and cradling, but I couldn’t – just like I couldn’t see me holding a baby, either. It was like this knowledge that my brain knew, but couldn’t quite accept yet. I would like to believe that it would all work out and things would be fine in the end, but I wasn’t so sure.
My mind was racing, there was no way I could get any sleep now, and while Terrance had said it was alright for me to wake him up early for a ride home in the morning, I wasn’t convinced it’d be the same at six a.m., so I slid out from under the sheets and grabbed my clothing items one by one. As I snuck into the front room and I threw them all back on, I got that terrible guilty sensation once more.
I was leaving, having done nothing that I intended to. I’d deepened the mess.
Just so Terrance didn’t think I’d run out on him, I grabbed a notepad he had left on the counter and wrote him a note.
‘Terrance, I had to go to work, didn’t want to wake you. See you soon! Morgan.’
I figured he wouldn’t see it until late morning anyway, and that way I could be breezy. The last thing I wanted was to come across as too needy. I needed to imagine that I wasn’t pregnant and this was just a normal fling, so I didn’t scare him off too quickly.
Leaving as quietly and quickly as I could manage, I called a cab from the long elevator ride down and spent the car journey trying to figure out my next move. Whatever I did, I needed it to be a smart one.