Chapter 64: Chapter 64

Saying that, he reached for the showerhead she had left nearby and, setting it on one of the most powerful jets, moved it right above her clit, making her cry out and squirm with pleasure. Fortunately, he was there to hold her in place, sinking his cock all the way into her pussy so he could press her against the wall, now crushing not just her breasts but her cheek on the tiles as well. Unable to do anything but moan, Charlie stayed right where she was, shivering with satisfaction as he moved in and out with ever-increasing speed as the powerful jet of water attacked her most sensitive spot.

" Look at me..." he demanded pressing his face against hers to make her look at him "I need to see you come... I always want to see you come..." he kept repeating disjointedly, spurring her on inside until Charlie found herself nearly passing out as her climax threatened to overwhelm her.

Lost in that disorienting feeling, she had the slight impression that she felt Morgan let go of her leg and also the shower head on the floor, making a loud metallic noise, only to be able to grab her firmly around the waist to push himself to the stem between her closed legs. , cumming along with her right after. But it was hard to know if it was really really what had happened, as it took her a long time to regain her ability to reason, and when she did, she was already in his arms, snuggled against his chest while he himself had leaned back against the wall now, to recover.

“ That was an excellent reward. “ she praised, when she managed to speak again “ Keep it up and I know we'll reach perfection.

" Then I'm the one who's hard to please..." he took a deep breath, before lifting her in his arms, stepping out of the shower stall, leaving a trail of water on the floor " I hope you're feeling clean enough now, Mrs. . Sullivan.

“Why, Mr. Foster? “ she rested her head against his shoulder, thankful he was carrying her, as she sure as hell wouldn't be able to walk alone for quite some time “Are you ready to get me dirty yet again?

“No, you little nymphomaniac…” he chuckled, walking with her into the biggest room in the apartment, which used to be hers, but now belonged to both of them. “I just want to feed you the right way. I've already been forced to order a pizza for lunch because you got too excited when you saw me going to the kitchen... And to the bedroom... And to the living room... And now to the bathroom too. “ he raised an eyebrow at her, with a smirk “ Is one day enough to send you to a sex addiction clinic?

" As long as you booked a room next to mine..." she stuck her tongue out at him, when her husband left her sitting in one of the leather armchairs and soon after handed her a towel.

“I'm going to change in my old room, to avoid you attacking me again and preventing me from making our dinner. “ giving her a peck, he quickly dodged when her hand tried to reach his now calmer cock “I'll be right back.

Sullen and with her naked body still weak lying on the armchair, Charlie watched him leave the room, helpless. Several minutes were needed for her arms and legs to regain some stability again and she could get up to go to the wardrobe. With a devilish smile, she opened the sliding doors and looked at the clothes inside, wondering how long it would take Morgan to realize that, one of the times she had woken up before him that day, before "attacking" him like he had. had said, Charlie had stolen all of his shirts from inside his old room and put them inside that wardrobe. It was his new pajama collection, after all.

Wearing one of them, which fit her more loosely and snugly than any dress she had ever worn in her life, Charlie wondered how long it would take him to notice that she would have to come here if she wanted to get dressed for a while. complete. And then, she could attack him again. Or at least that's what she planned. However, after much longer than she was able to bear away from him, hunger was the only thing that arrived to find her, but not her husband.

Snorting, she left the room and headed to the kitchen, following the delicious wad of macaroni, bacon and cheese that was coming from there. Coming up silently as soon as she walked into the kitchen and saw him stirring something in a pan on the stove, wearing nothing but sweatpants, Charlie hugged him in surprise, pressing her breasts and cheek against the hard muscles of his back. Not looking the least bit surprised, Morgan turned her neck a little so she could face him, running her eyes over his body covered in one of his dress shirts, before cracking a half smile.

“Would you believe me if I told you that all my shirts mysteriously disappeared? “ he raised an eyebrow good-naturedly.

"How strange…" was all she replied smiling innocently as she went to sit on the edge of the counter that was right next to the stove, swinging her bare legs close to his hips.

Eyes narrowing in her direction, Morgan removed the slices of fried bacon from the pan and placed them on a plate that was already there. However, when he leaned over to place the plate on the counter, he practically hugged Charlie, making him laugh and start placing light kisses on her neck and bare shoulders. That sense of comfort and joy was a far cry from the impatient, demanding-to-be-satisfied desire they'd shared all day. But it was just as amazing, and it was making her feel closer to Morgan than ever before, and not just physically.

She'd spent the last month so absorbed in her plan, she hadn't even stopped to think how great it would be when it was complete. When she no longer needed to be cautious and contain her body's reactions when she was around Morgan. Of course, there was still a long way to go and a lot of feelings she had to hide from him for now, but just knowing that now she just needed to play dumb when and where they were doing some fantasy in bed, that was a start.

When Morgan lifted her head, they continued to exchange a few playful pecks, which didn't seem like they would progress to her being splayed out on that counter again, but it was just as pleasurable. However, a long meow surprised them, causing them to turn around to find Sawyer, his large gray eyes focused on them and the expression of unfriendly eyes, staring at them. Exchanging a look that meant they didn't have to say a word to each other, Morgan and Charlie tried to share a few more kisses, which were nothing but awkward and awkward.

" I don't know about you..." Morgan commented, eyeing her cat with the tail of one eye " But I can't do that when there are kids watching...

“I really am. “ Charlie sighed, loosening her grip on his neck and hopping down from the counter just as Matilda burst into the kitchen, barking and bumping everywhere, looking for them. “Good morning, baby. “ she took the excited puppy in her arms, giving her thousands of kisses and getting licks in return “ I haven't been giving you the attention you deserve lately, have I? Don't worry, Morgan and I will make up for it starting today. “Looking up at Sawyer, who was still looking at her bored, Charlie held out his hand, smiling.

His furry ears flicked back and forth for a moment, as if he were giving serious thought to what she had offered, and finally he jumped down from the top of the cupboard where he was standing and stopped in front of her, raising one of his adorable little paws. in your direction. Euphoric with that first display of affection, Charlie moved her hand towards him and was ready to pet him when Sawyer, impassive, removed his paw from her reach, starting to lick it at length, completely ignoring Charlie.

“You're so cruel…” she growled, glaring at Morgan when she heard him chuckle. “Don't laugh, I'm heartbroken.

" Don't worry. I'm sure Matilda has enough energy to cure that..." he pointed to where the little dog was eagerly licking his chin, oblivious to everything "And besides, I once heard that a satisfied stomach can be great medicine for a broken heart. So why don't you sit down at the dinner table while I chop up the bacon and toss it into the macaroni and cheese? That's all that's needed for our dinner to be ready.

Salivating at hearing him say that, Charlie took Matilda in his lap and went to sit with her in one of the chairs, with Sawyer following, despite making sure he kept a considerable distance from her. Having fun teasing him, nudging his wavy tail when he wasn't looking, Charlie waited for her husband to serve dinner, which he did within minutes.