At twenty-three, he bought another boat, a bigger one, and he officially became a licensed boat captain and started his own charting business.
“And here we are, now I've got a fleet of fourteen boats, hired a crew to do the dirty work, and I just collect the money,” he finished.
Morgan had enjoyed the trip to their destination for the next week and regretted having to end the conversation to go inside the hotel. Although he was loaded, he still enjoyed some of the simple things in life and chose to drive an older truck that desperately needed a paint job. It had surprised the girl, all she had been used to for the last two weeks had been limousines and SUV's of varying fanciness. He said it was no fun driving a car in fear that if people looked at too hard, it would break.
She liked Tanner. Not in a like-like kind of way, but he was much more relaxed and she could tell he enjoyed a good time. His relaxing tone and witty charm had definitely calmed her nerves and he made her as comfortable as she could have been. Her mind had even drifted off of Finlay.
He was an adrenaline junkie who would skydive on a bored Wednesday afternoon, or decide to go on a four-day road trip to nowhere specific. He definitely seemed more on her playing field. Yes, we're going to have a lot of fun.
“Ready to go inside so I can sex you up?” Tanner asked Morgan as he helped her from the large step from the truck.
“Huh?” She had heard him.
“Get you set up. Let's go get your stuff put away,” he smoothly replied, not missing a beat.
Just his smile alone was enough to get her heart beating. “That's what I thought you said,” she replied.
They got checked into the hotel and argued all the way up the elevator on who was going to take his boots off when they got to the room. “But, I wore them just for you!”
“You know, it's a generous offer, for you to allow me that opportunity, but you know, I just think you deserve it more,” Morgan joked back. He made her laugh, and it felt good to feel normal again.
When they got in the room, he did just that, and threw them across the room, announcing with deep bravado that he would never, in all his life, ever wear the bloody boots again. “Home sweet home, beautiful!”
“Oh? We're not going to your place then?” She thought they were only going to spend the night here, then go to his house like she had done with Finlay.
“Nah, I live a few hours from here. I'm not much of a city slicker. I prefer to be out in the middle of Bum Fuck Egypt, actually. I only come into town once a week and do my collections.” Morgan understood, and she had to admit, she wasn't all that disappointed. She sheepishly wondered if he had someone attending to his home that referred to him as The Collins. She had everything she could dream of right there in the hotel's five-star accommodated suite. Fancy robes, bar downstairs, close to town...and the airport, if anything were to happen...Oh, and, oh my God...
The excited girl ran over to the pillow and plucked the little square chocolate from its center. She paced around the room for a moment as she fought with the wrapper, completely ignoring the gorgeous man who was staring at her.
“You know, I was going to eat that,” he got behind her, wrapping his arms around her under her own arms and tried to pull the candy from her fingers.
“Not-uh!” He reached for it and she popped it into her mouth.
“Oh, ya little brat! So you're just going to come in here and eat all of my chocolate, that's how it's going to be? Alright then, I see,” his face got serious, which only made it more funny for the already giggling girl. She merely managed a nod in defiance.
“Well, I'll let you get away with it this time, only because you're hot though,” he couldn't hold his straight face for long and laughed with her. “Think you're up for dinner grumble belly, or do you just want to rest?”
Morgan drew her hands over her stomach, she had completely forgotten how hungry she had been. “I can sleep later, I'm starving!”
*****
They got to the restaurant nearly an hour later. It was nothing fancy, and once again, Morgan was relieved. A pair of jeans and a trendy tee sounded amazing about then. She also loved that Tanner didn't need to show off his money. She was sure his house was probably jacked to the hilt with all kinds of neat things, but she imagined he spent his money on toys...jet skis, pool tables, excessively large televisions....instead of business suits and imported furniture.
There was nothing wrong with that life, Morgan had fallen in love with Finlay's home. The hand crafted sculptures scattered throughout, his wine glass set that probably cost more than her last job's yearly income, and even the Italian desk in his study she had spent hours running her fingers across. But at that moment, she just wanted to be herself. No cocktail dresses, no above-her-head business jargon....just her and a handsome Aussie enjoying a burger.
And that they did. He ordered a bacon cheeseburger and Morgan got the same. “Oh, and a strawberry milkshake!” she added.
When the server retreated back to the kitchen, Tanner leaned in close to Morgan, and spoke softly, “you remind me of my pinky toe.”
She laughed hard, nearly snorting her milkshake all over the table. “Why's that?” she finally managed to sputter a response.
“Because I know, eventually, I am going to bang you on every piece of furniture in that room.” His eyes narrowed on her and another smile formed.
She could feel the heat rise in her neck, up to her cheeks and squeezed her legs as she thought of a response. Too late, he continued, “look, I'll be honest,” Morgan squeezed her legs harder, the suspense was killing her. “I like sex. I mean, I really, really, like sex and I plan to have a lot of of it with you.”
Morgan was at a loss of words. His honesty turned her on something fierce, and for the rest of the meal, all she could think about was getting back to the room and getting him naked.
Chapter Two
Morgan's plans to ravish the stud slowly began to fade as they made their way back to the hotel. She didn't even have the energy to look out her window to get a preview of the city. She made a mental note that she'd sight see later and propped her head on her hand which rested on the window ledge. The girl was nearly asleep in her seat when Tanner opened the creaky passenger side door.
She stretched her legs over the side of the seat, extending them as far as the would go, then did the same with her arms, followed by a long, boisterous, yawn. She had enjoyed the dinner very much and decided Tanner was definitely the distraction she needed from Finlay, and she looked forward to giving herself more distractions...right after a nap.
When they got back to the room, Dundee suggested she do just that. Morgan didn't put up an argument, she kicked off her shoes and was halfway to dreamland before her head even hit the pillow.
Tanner watched the girl for a moment; watched as her breathing slow and she fell into a deeper sleep. He quietly stripped down to nothing and threw his jeans and shirt over the chair and made his way to the bathroom, his thoughts still on the girl who would sleep a few feet away.
“Thanks, Jules!” he quietly thanked Julianne for sending her. He had requested a blonde woman, as that was his usual type, but he hadn't expected Julianne to actually send one, let alone one like Morgan. “We're gonna have some fun girl,” he gave her another peek before shutting the bathroom door. Within a minute the bathroom filled with steam and Morgan had begun to snore.
*****
Tanner walked back and forth in front of the bed, debating on whether to wake the sleeping beauty or not. “Fuck it,” he was going to wake her. He needed to kiss her, touch her, taste her. Three hours of sleep had been long enough and watching her sleep had been torture.
Morgan was on her back, like a drunk who had been thrown into bed after falling asleep on the floor. Tanner ran his hand over his length, just thinking about her made his dick twitch with anticipation. He put his knees on the bed near her feet and crawled over her body until his face was over hers. He lowered his mouth o
nly an inch from hers and he could feel her warm breath against his lips. Oh, how tempting it was to kiss her right then.
Instead, he slowly slid his hand down her slender stomach until he reached the top of her jeans, then he slid his hand under her shirt and retraced the invisible line he had just made. The touch of his cold hand against her skin woke her, but she did not open her eyes, mmm, I'll just let him explore for a bit longer.
Two hands went under her shirt and Tanner gently ran his fingertips up her sides, she squirmed a bit under his touch, but it was too subtle for him to catch on. He pulled her shirt up to her breasts and slid back on the bed until her knees were between his. “Girl, this body,” Tanner sat up, admiring the toned waist of the girl. He couldn't take it, her smooth white skin beckoned the attention of his mouth.
Morgan's eyes fluttered beneath their lids as his tongue met with her stomach. That feels so good, she still didn't speak. He stopped at her belly button, swirling his hot tongue in the little dip, tickling her until she couldn't take it.
“Okay, stop it, stop it,” she sat up quickly, “that tickles!”
“I thought that would get you up,” his wicked smile bore through her, heating her like it had at the restaurant.
“I was awake, I was just enjoying that,” she admitted with a sleepy-sexy voice. She smiled faintly, and her eyes dropped to his mouth, urging him to continue.
“Oh yeah?” He lowered his head again, and slowly ran his tongue from her belly button to the top of her jeans. Still propped on her elbows, she dropped her head back and moaned quietly.
Tanner's hands were at the bottom of her shirt, and he pulled it up as he ran his tongue on her skin as it became exposed. “You taste so fucking good.” His tongue went between her breasts, dodging the fabric of her black lace push up bra that was now exposed. Without stopping, he pulled her shirt over her head, and threw it on the floor beside the bed.
.He was so close, so close to the spot that would drive her wild. But Morgan didn't want to share that secret with him, at least not yet. She did hope that his teeth found their way on their own, but she wasn't going to outwardly tell the Aussie that it was her trigger-touch.
Morgan looked down at her breasts, they begged for his touch as her hard pink nipples pointed to the man on top of her. She arched her back, and rubbed them lightly against his chest as she closed her eyes with the feel of his skin against hers.
“Fuck, that's nice.” He was still for a few moments, and watched her rub herself against him. The fact that she clearly enjoyed the sensation made his body hardened even more than it already was. He quickly removed her pants and panties, and threw them across the room. He ended the sweet torture by closing his lips over hers. Morgan sighed into his hot mouth, and returned his slow sensual kiss. His lips moved slowly from side to side, warning her of what was about to come. His pace increased, and Morgan licked his bottom lip as she kept time with his movements. He planned to kiss her slowly, to enjoy every second that they would share together, but the feel of her tongue against him brought a moan from deep within his chest, a sound that brought Morgan's legs tightly around the man's waist.
He swept his tongue across hers, and explored her mouth with a passion that she also felt. Morgan brought her hands to the sides of his head, and her fingers were lost in his blonde hair, then she squeezed her hands nearly shut, while pulling his hair just enough to set the man in further motion. He lowered his kiss to her chin, then her neck, making his way to the beautiful tits that he hadn't been able to stop thinking about since they met. His hands both took one, and he brought a nipple to his mouth, his tongue moved slowly back and forth as he watched her face.
Use your teeth, God, just use your teeth! She arched her back, trying to get him closer to the one thing she wanted most right then. She squirmed her body under him, and her legs tightened more around his body. He watched and felt her, then smiled as his tongue ran over her hardened need slowly.
With her nipple against his lower lip, he asked with a smile, “tell me what you want.” He brought his tongue out slowly, and rolled it over her again. Her head moved from side to side as she whimpered for more. He asked again, “just tell me, and I'll do it.” That time, there was no smile, his eyes demanded the words, the words that he had to hear.
She tried to keep her self quiet, to make him want her instead of him learning how to have control over her. But his tongue moved faster, he was barely touching her skin at all. It was maddening, and the slight flick of his touch made it worse than it had been before. “Please, Tanner!” She arched her chest against his mouth, her body pleading for more.
“Please what?” His breathing was heavy, and he didn't know how much longer he would last. He had to hear her, and he had to be inside of her. “Say the words, Morgan.”
“Use your teeth! I want your teeth!” Her words caused his cock to jerk, and his mouth captured her breast faster than she anticipated, and she brought her head back up to watch him. With his lips widened over her nipple, he closed his teeth over her, and gently bit her tender bud as he his tongue moved back and forth over the top. “That's feels so good, don't stop, Tanner.” She pressed her entire body against him, and held his head in place while he pleased her. She watched as long as she could, then passion brought her head back again, and she moaned loudly as she felt his teeth scrape gently over her.
He couldn't wait any longer, he brought one hand down between their legs, and removed his mouth from her long enough to say, “open your legs for me.” She let out a deep breathy sigh, and spread her legs far apart, giving him all the room he needed to enter her. His large hand felt for her center, knowing what he would find when his fingers moved through her folds. “Jesus, you're wet.” Tanner wrapped his tanned hand around his base, and in one move, entered her completely.
His breathing was loud, and his hot mouth came back down on her breast, and he brought her between his teeth once again. He bit her gently, while thrusting completely inside of her, then almost entirely out.
The sensation of feeling him inside of her while brushing his teeth against her throbbing nipple was excruciatingly intense. She didn't realize that she was holding her breath, as she arched her back to match his movements. When he pushed in harder, she released a moan that sent him beyond restraint. When she felt his body tense, the passion in her bubbled over and she began the beginning of a release that made her cling to the man in desperation, holding him tightly as she moved herself faster against him.
While she was still in his mouth, he groaned, “I have to come, you feel so fucking good, I have to...” He moaned loudly, then raised his head from her chest, and buried his face against her neck. She felt the spasms run through his body as he clenched her ass while buried deep inside her core.
He throbbed inside of her, while her walls milked the passion from his large cock, and they didn't move until all of their pleasure had been released.
Tanner brought his lips to hers again as he slowly pulled out from her other still-throbbing lips and rolled over on the bed beside her, pulling her with him. Morgan ended up on his chest with her arms folded under her and they looked at each other with genuine satisfaction.
“That was fuckin' great, Morgan. Man, you're tight, that felt so good,” he was smiling at her and softly pushed a strand of hair from her forehead to behind her ear.
She circled a finger lightly around his nipple, “yeah, well, you're not so bad yourself.” She couldn't say it with a straight face, he had been more than 'not bad', he was well endowed to say the least, and the man knew how to use it.
So this is what it's like to just have fun? No feelings, just fun. Morgan let out a long sigh, she hadn't felt so confident throughout the last couple of weeks as she did right then. The young woman not only felt like she was finally doing her job how she was supposed to, but she was content lying there on Tanner's chest and a good fuck had been the perfect wake up call to let her know she was one step closer to 'growing up', as Fin
lay had put it. Look mom, no feelings!
She smiled into his tanned skin, closed her eyes, and within minutes, she was back to sleep. Tanner watched her sleep for as long as he could, but finally gave in, closing his eyes and drifting off with Morgan.
Chapter Three
Just when Morgan felt like she was caught up on her sleep, the sun's morning rays reached out to her through a small crack in the curtain, caressing her face with its warm fingers. She lifted Tanner's arm from around her waist and shimmied her way to the side of the bed before setting his hand down gently in the spot it had been.
She didn't make it to the bathroom before he was up. “Oh, I didn't mean to wake you,” Morgan looked at the handsome man, apologizing for stirring him awake. Oh, God, don't look...don't look. No, it's looking at me! Tanner was pitching a tent under the sheet and Morgan couldn't help but stare.
“Are you looking at my dick again?” He sat up in bed and inched to the backboard, putting his arms behind his head. His dick saluted Morgan, and she felt like giving a moment of silence for all his little swimmers that had bravely sacrificed themselves the night before. She couldn't help the giggles that followed the thought.
“Oh? That's funny?” He looked at her with a serious look, something he was not good at pretending to do. The sides of his lips would twitch as he fought a smile, always giving himself away.
“No....no, not your...” Morgan pointed at his body's standing ovation, realizing what he probably thought she was laughing at, “something else..” she finished, still giggling at her own joke.
“Mhmm. Hey, what do you want to do today?” He wasn't convinced with Morgan's lie, but he needed to change the subject before they ended up just staying in the room all day, which to be honest, wouldn't have upset him in the slightest bit.
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