Shane gave a gentle chew on Morgan’s nipple then released it. “Good.”
She moved to the other nipple to give equal attention, making Morgan breathless beneath her. “It’s not good. I’m burning alive down here.”
“Burn, baby, burn.” Shane chuckled against her breast and rammed her hips against Morgan.
Morgan gave a soft cry. “Show me again, Shane.”
Shane rose above her, still grinding her hips, and gave Morgan a heated smile. She unlocked Morgan’s legs from her waist and opened the nightstand drawer beside the bed.
Morgan watched a vibrator emerge and licked her lips in expectation. “Uh huh.”
Shane turned back to her with a passionate glare then turned the device on. A low humming started and then steadily grew louder as Shane’s smile stretched across her face. “You want something?” Her eyebrows arched playfully.
“As a matter of fact,” Morgan grabbed Shane’s wrist with her free hand and pulled her down flat over her body. “I do.”
She tugged the vibrator out of Shane’s hand, turned it off, and tossed it on top of the covers.
Shane stared at her. Morgan felt consumed by her brilliant green eyes.
Morgan slid her hand between their bodies until she encountered Shane’s wiry bush.
Shane slid off the side of her body, giving her hand room to roam between her legs. Her hand started exploring as well, running her fingertip across Morgan’s swollen nipples, down the flat of her stomach, and then dragging lazy circles through the black bush between her thighs.
Morgan’s lips parted with heated expectation as her fingers slipped between Shane’s legs, found her clit and circled her fingertip over it.
Shane let out a soft moan and then plunged her fingers inside Morgan.
Morgan released a cry and dug her head back into the bed, arching her back.
Shane’s lips sucked at the skin of Morgan’s neck, nipped and licked, before she leaned above her and claimed her lips.
Her tongue slithered inside Morgan’s mouth, exploring, dancing her tongue around Morgan’s.
Morgan bucked her hips as Shane circled her thumb over her clit, dragging her orgasm closer to the edge.
Shane humped steadily over Morgan’s hand, moaning against her mouth.
The sound of Shane’s moans and irregular breathing shoved Morgan’s orgasm over the brink. She released her lips from Shane’s and screamed in pleasure. Her body bucked and bounced on the bed as tremors rocked through her.
A soft cry escaped Shane and soon her body trembled and shook over Morgan’s hand.
Their bodies convulsed together for what felt like hours. Breathing returned to normal and insides lessened to light pulses around each other’s fingers.
With a sigh, Morgan pulled her hand from between Shane’s legs.
Shane pulled her fingers from inside her, slithered up Morgan’s body, and delicately kissed her neck, cheeks, and lips.
Morgan responded by opening, allowing Shane’s tongue to meld with hers, dancing around each other. She’d never felt so cherished as she did right this very second. Warm gentle fingers caressed her cheek while her body still hummed with pleasure. She wanted to wrap up inside Shane and fall asleep in her arms.
Obviously, Shane had the same thing on her mind. While Morgan lay immobile on top of the covers, Shane yanked the blanket from the end of the bed and threw it over their bodies. She rolled Morgan on her side and spooned in behind her, wrapped her arms tightly around her, and snuggled her head against Morgan’s neck.
Morgan breathed a satisfied sigh as Shane’s fingers intertwined with hers. She pulled their hands close to her heart and drifted off to sleep, a smile plastered on her face.
Chapter Twenty
Morgan awoke, vaguely aware of warm lips pressing against her cheek. Shane whispered something about breakfast and then slid out of bed. Morgan pulled the pillow back under her head, snuggled under the warm blankets and drifted back to sleep, happier than she’d been in a very long time.
The next time she opened her eyes, Shane was standing over her, a pleasant smile creasing her thin lips, holding two plates of something that watered Morgan’s mouth. She stretched, rolled over and eyed what was on the plates.
Steamy hot French toast drenched in maple syrup greeted her sleepy eyes. She inhaled the delicious aroma and gave Shane a bright smile.
“I can’t remember the last time I was served breakfast in bed.” She leaned over and pressed her lips to Shane’s, felt her heart leap to the base of her throat at the sweet gesture. “Thank you.”
She took the plate from Shane’s outstretched hand and scooted over to give her room on the bed beside her.
“You’re very welcome. It’s been a long time since I served anyone breakfast in bed.” She gave Morgan a saucy wink. “By the way, Rachel called. She was squealing about something. I told her to come over. Also, Scott called. Turns out, there’s love in the air.”
Morgan’s eyes widened. “No way. Him and Matt?”
Shane nodded her head. “Turns out, Dan didn’t want to out himself for anyone. Him and Scott hit it off rather quickly.”
Morgan giggled and bit into another bite of French toast. “That’s fantastic.”
“He’s also coming over.”
“Shit. I have to get dressed.” Morgan pushed off the headboard.
Shane reached out and stopped her. “I told them all to give us time, um … I told them we were indisposed at the moment. They won’t be here for another hour or so.” She wiggled her eyebrows at Morgan and gave her a bright smile.
Morgan couldn’t resist the urge to lean forward and crush her lips against Shane’s. The feeling taking over her was the most amazing feeling she’d ever had. She could only hope Shane felt the same way.
She broke the kiss. “Did you now?” Morgan took Shane’s plate and laid it on the nightstand. She turned back to find a heated expression on Shane’s face. Heat flooded her body while fire crashed between her thighs. “And how much time do we have before our friends barge in?” She straddled Shane’s lap.
“Enough.” Shane grabbed her waist and pushed against Morgan’s crotch. “This won’t take long.” She leaned forward and claimed Morgan’s mouth in another frazzling kiss.
Shane slid down to lay flat on the bed, dragging Morgan down with her. Her tongue danced inside Morgan’s mouth, bringing the fire sizzling throughout her body.
Morgan pulled away and slithered down her body, dragging Shane’s thin boxer shorts with her. She tugged the shorts over her feet and then rested between Shane’s lean thighs. “Since you cooked … I’ll eat.” She winked at Shane right before she licked the tip of her tongue across her clit, and felt her body go rigid.
Shane panted and fisted sheets in her grasp as Morgan sucked her clit hungrily into her mouth.
Love bloomed inside Morgan with every moan she managed to pull from Shane. It was breathtaking to be back in love again.
Shane arched her back and sank her fingers into Morgan’s hair.
Morgan released her suctioned hold on her clit and pressed her lips against her clit. She drove her fingers inside Shane, heard her gasp of breath before her soft moan of pleasure. Her insides pumped tightly around Morgan’s fingers as she slid in and out of her.
When Shane’s body relaxed on the bed and her fingers went limp in her hair, Morgan slithered back over her body and lay on top of her, kissing her chin and lips.
Shane smiled with satisfaction and wrapped her arms around Morgan. “Wow.” She opened her eyes.
Morgan felt her heart spin out of control at the depths of such hypnotizing eyes. She merely smiled, even though her gut was fisted tight in a knot. The words she longed to tell her were lost in the kaleidoscope of color floating in Shane’s eyes. Does she love me, too?
Morgan was suddenly afraid to tell her, terrified Shane might think this was only a casual affair, soon to be bored with her. What if she wanted to play the field now that she’d put her past beh
ind her? Morgan would have to play her cards wisely and keep her ace in her pocket until it was time to play it.
She pecked a quick kiss on Shane’s lips. “We’d better get dressed before our nutty friends arrive.” She freed herself of Shane’s embrace and started picking up her clothing.
Not long after they were dressed and downstairs in the kitchen tidying up, did Scott and Matt waltz into the house. Morgan squealed and ran to Matt, and gave him a tight hug. She couldn’t believe how much she loved this guy. She’d felt an instant bond with him at the gallery, making two people jealous that they cared about, even though his didn’t work quite the way he might have wanted. By the look on his face, it was obvious things had turned out better than he’d ever dreamed.
“It’s so great to see you again.” He pulled back and gave her a knowing smile.
Shane came up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, nodding at Matt and Scott.
Morgan’s insides melted on contact. She feared she might burst with so much love flooding through her body. She eased her hands over Shane’s and knew immediately she had to tell her. One way or the other, she would spill her guts before this day ended.
Shane tightened her grip around Morgan and nuzzled against her cheek. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re asking for by being around the likes of this guy?” Shane gave Matt a playful wink.
Matt smiled and looked over at Scott, who shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes.
“Someone needs to tame the tiger in me. Why not this hot ass man?” He smacked Matt on the ass and gave him a sheepish grin.
Footsteps pounded across the porch. All heads turned as the glass door flew open and Rachel, Phil, and Jay came barging in.
Morgan had expected Rachel, not all three of them. Something must be up for all of them to show up. Her insides tensed.
Jay came within a few feet of her, his eyes roaming over Morgan and Shane snuggled together. “You so owe me big time.”
“Why is that?” Morgan smiled at him and glanced at Phil. His eyes sparkled with mischief.
Rachel all but bounced beside him, ready to spill her guts.
Morgan couldn’t love her life anymore at this moment in time. Here she stood in the arms of a woman she’d fallen head over heels with while their friends joined in her happiness, as well as Shane’s. She waited to feel herself burst with so much love and affection.
“We took care of little Miss Dawn last night. Oh, my God! You should have seen the look on her face.” Jay flailed his hands in front of him.
Morgan tensed immediately, and then Shane released her hold around her. She knew Shane must have felt it, too and hated she’d let Dawn’s name have so much impact on her. Not her name so much as what her friends were about to tell her. It must be something horrid for them to show up so early to spill their guts. She knew how spiteful the three of them could be.
“We drowned her truck.” Rachel blurted, unable to hold her tongue another second.
Blood rushed to Morgan’s face. “You did what?”
“We drove her truck into a pond and called the cops on her drunk ass.” Phil calmly said, but bounced on his tipsy toes.
“You did not.” Blood boiled in Morgan’s veins.
She caught sight of Shane beside her while Matt and Scott busted out laughing.
“No fucking way. Did you really?” Scott reached his hand in the air and leaned toward Jay who obliged him with a high five.
“Yes fucking way we did. I’d give anything to have it on film. It would make us millions.” Jay laughed along with Scott.
“How could you do that to her?” Morgan heard the tone of her voice, hated that she had to use it, and hated that she sounded like she was defending Dawn. No matter what, it was a cruel thing to do to anyone, no matter how much she deserved it.
“It was easy. She was drunk, just about beat your door down, fell down your stairs and knocked herself out. We called the cops, who called the ambulance, who came and carted her ass away.” Phil started the story.
“And, I met her at the hospital and warned her to stay away from you and let you be happy for a change. She didn’t heed my warning and parked her ass across the street from your apartment.” She nudged Jay with a smile. “So, we decided to put my warning to good use and teach her ass a lesson.” Rachel’s smile was super bright while she added her two cents.
Morgan looked between them, praying they were lying, yet wanting to laugh her ass off at the thought of Dawn’s truck sinking in a pond. Even though she felt pity, it was still a rotten thing to do.
In a blinding second, Morgan knew what she had to do. “Where is she?”
All eyes were on her now.
“She’s in jail. We told the cops she was drunk as hell so I’m sure they threw her ass in the tank to sober up,” Jay said and then busted out laughing again.
The finale to Morgan and Dawn played through her mind. She had her own scheme she wanted to play. She wanted this over and done today. No more Dawn and no more miserable days. She had a life to get on with, and she wanted to make sure an end was put to the old one today.
“Will someone please give me a ride to the jailhouse?” Morgan looked at Shane.
Shane hung her head with a slow shake. When no one else bothered to offer, Shane looked back up, met her gaze with a disgusted look on her face. “I’ll give you a ride, but I think you should think long and hard before I do.” Her eyes bore that of a very hurt person.
Morgan wanted to blurt out her plans, but knew she had to remain quiet in order to see them through to the end. She didn’t want anyone to talk her out of what she wanted to do. She had to have her final say and she was damned if she was going to let Shane’s hard gaze, or the hard faces of everyone there, stop her.
“I’ve already thought about it.” She gave a firm nod. “I’d appreciate the ride.”
She turned back and found disgusted looks plastered on her friends’ faces. They might be cruel and heartless sometimes, but the love they held for her was shining bright right now. For them to have done all of that for her, to protect her from Dawn’s hurtful ways, filled her heart with more love than she could ever know. She vowed to thank them as soon as she got back.
Matt and Scott left the living room and made their way toward the kitchen. Rachel, Phil, and Jay followed suit, giving her a few more nasty looks as they passed her.
“We’ll stay here and wait for you, Shane.” Scott called out.
When Morgan turned back to Shane, an icy stare had replaced the loving one she’d seen all morning. Her stomach tightened into a fist as Shane shoved past her and stomped out the front door.
She followed Shane out the door.
———
Shane drove Morgan down the streets, her heart wrenching in her chest. She thought what they did to Dawn was the funniest thing she’d ever heard. She wished she had friends who’d go to so much trouble to keep her from harm. Morgan was lucky to have them, yet too blinded by her love for Dawn to see how much they cared for her and wanted to help her.
And, after the glorious morning they’d shared, and the gut-wrenching night, for Morgan to even think about running to Dawn made Shane sick to her stomach.
She was done. There was no more fight left in her. It was time to start healing and get past this. Morgan would always belong to Dawn, no matter what. She couldn’t live with that, no matter how in love she was with her.
Her body, her mind, and her soul would scream for Morgan day after day … night after night.
“Shane, will you wait for me at the jailhouse? I really need to talk to you.” Morgan’s soft voice broke the tense silence.
“Do you really think that’s necessary?”
“Yes, I do.”
“You don’t have to explain anything to me you know? You can’t help how you feel.”
“That’s not it. I … dammit.” Morgan stomped her foot down on the floorboard then turned away to stare out the window. Her cheeks were flushed. Her jaw was
tight and tense. “You don’t understand.”
“It’s okay, Morgan. Don’t say another word. I’d rather not hear a lie.”
Morgan whipped around to stare at her. “I have to do this. My future depends on it.”
The jailhouse came into view. Shane pulled into the parking lot and stopped at the front doors. As much as she wanted to drop her off and never look back, she knew she’d be sitting right here when Dawn and Morgan walked back out together. She was a pathetic moron and she knew it. But to see Morgan walk out with Dawn at her side might snap her eyes open, make her see the truth staring her in the face, and help her forget the fresh memories burning in her mind.
Morgan still watched her. “Please?”
“Hurry.” Shane gritted her teeth and propped her elbow against the window. I’m such an idiot.
Morgan scurried out of the truck and shoved through the glass doors.
Shane gripped the steering wheel. “What the fuck am I doing? I have got to be the biggest idiot on the planet.”
———
Morgan stepped inside the lobby. Bright lights spilled overhead. An officer looked up from a magazine behind the counter.
“Can I help you?” He stretched and tossed the magazine on the counter, not excited that he’d been interrupted.
“I’m here to talk to one of your prisoners.”
“Name?”
“Dawn Sellers.” Morgan glanced around the room while the officer pecked at the keyboard. A woman sat in one of the hard, plastic chairs. Mascara was smeared under her dark eyes and her brown, frizzy hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She stared somber eyes out over the parking lot.
The officer chuckling drew Morgan’s attention back to him. “Your friend will have visitation in ten minutes. We towed her car to the impound. When she posts bail, she’ll have to pay the tow fee as well as the impound fee.”
Morgan nodded that she understood.
“Walk through those doors.” Morgan followed the direction he was pointing. “You’ll see the glass wall on your right. Each booth has a phone. They’ll bring her there.” He plopped back down in his chair and pulled the magazine up to his face, blocking out the sight of Morgan.
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