Around the World in 80 Men Series Boxed Set 1-10

by Brandi Ratliff

  Late into the night, Morgan woke up to the call of nature and slowly slipped from Aiden's side. She did the quick on-the-toes-pee-walk all the way to the bathroom, and found Aiden wide awake when she returned. “I'm sorry, I tried not to wake you.” She slid back in next to him and pulled the blanket over them both.

  “It's alright, I'm a light sleeper.” They were both stretched out on the long beige sofa, and Aiden was closest to the back. His position made it easy to hold Morgan closely against him. His arms were wrapped around her waist and her back was firmly against his front, and they shared one large pillow. “Tell me about yourself, your family...friends...everything.” His lips were almost buried in the back of her hair as he took in her sweet scent.

  That question had usually been avoided, at least answered with arbitrary stories that could happen to anyone. But she felt compelled to tell him the truth, since he had nearly bared his very soul to her. She turned completely around and faced him before she spoke.

  “Well, to be honest, there isn't much to tell. I was raised by my mom and grandmother....and my grandma died several years ago. My mom, well, she's not in my life at all.” He felt horrible for the young girl who must feel so alone. But he didn't see pain in her eyes at all.

  “And your friends?” He stroked the long hair that fell around her shoulders as he listened.

  “I have two great friends, Angel and Angela. My past clients, at least some of them, have turned out to be great friends too.” Her smile was filled with love and pride, and that happiness in her face was something that he just couldn't understand.

  “I don't understand. I don't mean to sound cynical, but it doesn't seem like you have much in your life. Why are you so happy?” His words could have hurt, but she knew exactly what her life was like and it may not seem like much to the world, but it was great to her. “I mean, you're always happy....how is that possible?”

  She laughed quietly and looked him straight in the eyes when she answered. “Aiden, I've lost more than I've gained in life. A chance of having a father, a loving mother, my grandmother....and since we moved so much when I was in school, I lost every friend that I had ever made. It's that loss that makes me realize that everything good is special, every funny moment should be savored, and every good person should be remembered. I know what it's like to love, and even if I didn't get it back from most of them, I know that it's out there and it's beautiful!”

  He nodded as he tucked her head back into his neck, and pulled the blanket even higher around her. Morgan's words had brought out emotions that he had fought for an entire year. Emotions that tugged tirelessly at him to deal with the fact that he was still here, still able to move on and love. The memories of his wife and the life they had together would give someone like Morgan a reason to keep trying, and he felt horrible that she had never known that kind of love but still knew it was out there in the world. Not just in another person, but in life itself.

  “You're something else, Morgan.” His strained voice worried her, she wondered if she dumped too much of her past on him, but she was too tired to try and fix it at the moment. Instead, she hoped for the best and kissed his neck before telling him goodnight.

  *****

  “Shit! Is your house cursed?!” Morgan woke to the feel of falling, then the inevitable crash to the floor. She was already laughing by the time Aiden realized what had happened.

  “Did I push you out?” He had pulled her back up to a sitting position on the couch and was looking her over for any injuries.

  Still laughing, Morgan tried to answer. “I..have no...idea.” The snorting started and that's all it took for Aiden to ease up and he actually laughed with her, even though he still felt bad.

  “Alright, go get dressed and I'll get us breakfast.” He gave her a little swat to her ass as she stood. When she turned and raised her brow at the mention of him preparing food, he laughed and told her that it was just something simple and that she should be safe from him torching the kitchen.

  Morgan spent only a few minutes getting ready, as she had already decided that she would get a proper bubble bath later, hopefully with her client. She put on a pair of low cut jeans and a pink tee, just to keep it simple until she had more time. Her hair was pulled up in a pony tail, and then a quick face washing and teeth brushing, and she was all set.

  She walked down the hall to the kitchen, and nearly ran to Aiden's side when she saw the crime that he was committing right in front of her. “What are you doing?! You can be locked up for that!” He was sitting at the table with half a dozen muffins, recently warmed in the microwave, and he was holding the one blueberry muffin in his hand. On the small plate in front of him was a neat pile of tiny blueberries that he had picked out and discarded.

  He laughed at her face and then looked down at his mistake. “I like the flavor of blueberry muffins, I just don't like the actual blueberries.” His words didn't make sense, the whole scene didn't make sense, and she was going to put an end to it.

  “I've never seen anything so horrible in all my days.” Her sarcasm made him laugh and he dropped a little victim on the floor. “Abuse! Blueberry abuse at its worst!” She pointed to the rolling blue ball as it finally stopped by the leg of the small wooden table. “Hand it over, you clearly are way too inexperienced of a muffin eater to handle the blueberry.” She demanded that he give it to her, and he slowly placed it in her hand. When Morgan had her prize, she squealed in delight and grabbed his plate with the little pile and took it to her side of the table.

  “If I would have known you liked blueberry, I wouldn't have gotten all these other kinds.” He pointed to the plate that held the inferior muffins. Aiden laughed out loud when he watched Morgan ignore him as she plucked the rest of the berries from the bread and ate them one by one.

  “I'd like to take you out today, if that's okay? Maybe get some food and show you around Auckland a bit?” Before Morgan had arrived, Aiden had told himself that even if he went through with Julianne's service, that it would be just sex and only use the company to get his mind off things. Although he had tried to back out of the database at the last minute and unbeknownst to Aiden and Morgan, Julianne sent her anyway, Morgan wasn't “just a girl from Julianne's service.” Morgan had proven to be much, much more than that. In just a short time, she had proven to be his friend, and she had helped in many more ways than physically. Her humor had made him smile and laugh to the point of tears, tears in which he wasn't used to. It meant a lot to him and she deserved to be taken out.

  “Absolutely! I'd love to!” She nearly dropped her muffin with excitement. Morgan had assumed that the week would be spent relaxing with each other, which she honestly had no problem with, but getting to see the town a bit was also exciting, and getting to spend it with the drop dead gorgeous Kiwi was even better!

  “Great!” He was excited too. By the time they finished breakfast, got themselves ready-Morgan had to settle with her own shower-and got to Auckland, it was time for lunch. Morgan told him she didn't want anything fancy and after some consideration, Aiden knew the perfect place.

  “I think you'll love this place. I used to come here all the time as a kid,” he told her as they pulled in front of a restaurant that had a ten foot statue of a hotdog with arms, legs, a cheese hat and a line of red and yellow paint going down the front.

  The two climbed out of the truck and gazed at the building. Aiden explained that the gourmet hotdog place had been around since his parents were kids. Morgan nodded, and her eyes went back to the wiener. “That's actually a little disturbing,” Morgan said as she pulled out her camera to take a picture of the odd mascot.

  “I thought you liked meat?” Aiden questioned her with a full smile.

  “Very funny,” she told him, then pointed at the hotdog so she could get Aiden's picture with it.

  Aiden took a step back, waving his arms back and forth in front of him. “If you think I'm standing next to that, you've been sadly mistaken.” Morgan l
aughed and let him slide, but she was going to get a picture of him before the night was over. As they walked into the restaurant, Morgan grabbed a handful of brochures and carried them to their seat-yourself table.

  “You find something you want to do, let me know,” Aiden tapped the booklet as he made his way to the serving bar and Morgan got up quickly, following behind. In front of her was every kind of linked meat she could imagine, and every condiment that one could think of. Pickles? Who would put pickles on a hot dog?

  They both picked out their food, and once they were at the table, Morgan got to work looking for their plans for the night. “This!” she pointed to one of the pictures. Aiden leaned forward and turned the booklet around so he could read it. SPOOKERS HAUNTED ATTRACTION.

  “Oh, I..uh...I don't know...” Aiden flipped the book back around, shaking his head back and forth. Spookers was New Zealand's only haunted theme park and he had heard enough stories to know they meant business.

  “You're scared!” Morgan accused.

  “Am not. It's just...”

  “Just what?”

  “Okay, okay, I...just...I'm not a big fan of haunted..things,” he explained, with his head down. When she raised an eyebrow at him, he admitted to being scared and he had a buddy who had literally pissed himself before making it out of one of the attractions.

  “We're going,” Morgan told him with affirmation in her voice, crossing her arms in front of her. Morgan was too cute to argue with. He told her they would go, and if he pissed himself, she wasn't allowed to laugh. She giggled, but promised and the beautiful blonde got her way.

  Chapter Ten

  The haunted house adventure was one of the best nights of her life, and although Aiden hadn't told her, it was one of the best of his own. They had walked through the horrific building, white-knuckle gripping each others hands the whole time and Morgan had hundreds of excuses to run into the strong arms of her client. So much adrenaline had been built up through the night, that by the time they got back to Aiden's place, they had to release the pent up energy. Although she had no complaints about their time in the stall, he was true to his word and their second time lasted much, much longer; to the point where the next two days were spent recuperating at the house. At least that's how Morgan summed it up.

  When Wednesday morning came around, they couldn't lounge in the bedroom any longer. The burgers were gone, in which they had mastered those as well, bread was gone and the muffins had been gone since they got home from Spookers. There wasn't anything left but his old standards; tuna fish and eggs. After a third search in the cabinet, Aiden suggested they go to the store.

  “Together? I can go?” Morgan sat up in her chair at the thought. It was like a child who had just been told that they're going to a park. She didn't know why she was excited to go, it was just grocery shopping.

  “Yes,” he laughed and told her she could go.

  When they got to the store, Aiden grabbed an orange, and that caused the domino effect that would be one of the funniest things that Morgan had ever seen in a store. The oranges cascaded to the ground in loud thumps, all of them. When Aiden had tried to catch them, he bumped the apple stand with his elbow, and those fell as well. When Morgan thought she couldn't take it anymore, she doubled over in laughter and in her blind, tear-filled eyes, she didn't see one of the balls of fruit, stepped on it, and fell into a display of bananas.

  “Oh.......I...can't.....breathe....Aiden!” She yelled for the man who was still picking up apples and oranges and called for his hand in help. When Aiden looked at her, he couldn't help the laughter that followed the sight of her and he couldn't even hold out his arm to pull her up. Instead, Morgan grabbed his wrist and pulled him down with her. Thankfully, the brunt of their weight was on cartons, instead of the fruit, but the manager of the store did demand that they pay for the damage.

  “It was worth it,” Aiden told her when they made it out of the store almost two hours later.

  Morgan giggled and agreed. As they had walked through the other aisles of the store, they each broke out in laughter each time they saw a rogue apple or orange that had made it ten to fifty feet away from its original stand. She would always remember shopping with Aiden and at least they had more snack food to live on until Morgan left. It was already paining her that she'd have to call Julianne soon and make arrangements, but like usual, she'd put it off as long as possible.

  Thursday morning had arrived and neither one of them acted as if they were aware that it was their last day and night together. But since they woke up at the crack of dawn, it was an unspoken agreement that they would get the most of what they had left.

  “It's not polite to point.” Morgan's sleepy voice was filled with mischief as her eyes darted to his manhood quickly, as if she were hiding the suggestion from his dick itself. “You might want to have a talk with your lower half about his manners.” She whispered her advice as she threw her legs over the side to get out of bed.

  “Pointing? Or dancing?” She turned around just as Aiden began snapping his fingers and humming a nondescript tune. The blanket bounced up and down as his lower body danced for her. Morgan nearly fell off the bed laughing, then regained just a moment of air.

  “That's the best dick-dance I've ever seen! Well done!” They were both still laughing as Morgan made her way to the master bathroom.

  Aiden went downstairs to the other bathroom and thought about what the two would do for the day. He could take her out, but his selfish side ruled that one out right away, Aiden wanted the girl to himself and he wasn't about to compete with her camera and more sightseeing. It was nice, he thought, to see the town through her eyes, and he wouldn't have changed their time together for anything.

  As he stood in the hot shower his mind retraced everything they had done and all that he'd learned since he met her. He knew that he wasn't ready to give his heart away anytime soon, but he did come to terms with the fact that he could enjoy a woman's company. More importantly, he could enjoy life, even if he managed small steps to get there, the fact that he was willing was enough to tell him that he could never thank her enough for what she had done for him.

  If only he would have acted on his first impulse when they met, he wouldn't have had to waste nearly two days. When we first met. She never told me! He laughed as he finished his shower and grabbed his robe.

  Morgan had just turned the water off and wrapped herself in a towel when she heard Aiden's voice on the other side of the door. “Are ya decent?” She giggled and told him that it was safe to enter. Once inside, he reminded her of their deal. “You never told me what you thought of me, you know, when I picked you up.”

  She smiled and was all too happy to answer as she walked past him and went back to the bedroom. “I thought you were gorgeous...,” she sat on the side of the bed and removed her towel, “and I was hoping that you would want to fuck me that night.” Her naked body was still wet and he wasn't sure what made his body harden so quickly; her body, or the look she was giving him at that moment. “You never told me what you were thinking.” She tilted her head to the side and a devilish grin spread across her lips.

  Aiden removed his robe as he walked towards her. “Before I got there, I knew that I was going to turn you away. But when I saw you...,” he stood right in front of her and held her face in his hands, “all I could think about was what it would be like to have you all to myself.”

  Morgan smiled as she looked up at him and asked if that was all he thought about. “You didn't think about this?” She wrapped her fingers around his hard cock and slowly ran her hand along his length, stopping at his swollen head. “Or this?” She brought him to her lips and kissed the top before circling the engorged tip with her tongue. “How about this?” He watched her take him into her mouth and he moaned as she sucked him slowly.

  “Yes....”

  The sweet torture lasted for as long as he could take it, and he pulled away. His eyes held the warning that made her sm
ile and move to the middle of the bed. He joined her, but grabbed her waist and flipped her over to her stomach.

  His hands went under her legs and he spread her thighs to situate himself between them. When she felt the touch of his finger against her most sensitive area, she moaned loudly and raised her ass in response. He never stopped when he used his other hand to slide his finger deep inside of her. A flood of heat and moisture filled her core as bolts of passion coursed through her body.

  Aiden alternated between his finger and his tongue until Morgan's body tensed and her thighs began to squeeze him in the familiar onset of orgasm, and he quickly stopped. Her face was straight down in the pillow, but her sounds of disapproval were unmistakable.

  “I won't stop, sweetheart.” He got up on his knees and raised her waist, then pushed himself all the way inside of her. “Ya want this?” He reached around her body and put his finger back where it was, and Morgan pushed hard against him as the sensation of his finger with being completely filled by his large cock, caused a new rush of heat and energy through her.

  “Yes...oh my god...yes!” Her sudden moans of pleasure were loud and intoxicating for the man. He tried to focus on her pleasure but hearing her and seeing her small body buck against him with every thrust would have been too much for any man to handle. “Come for me, Morgan.”

  Almost on command, her body exploded in a million shards of passion that covered his throbbing cock as he pushed deep inside of her. She tightened around him with such a force that made his eruption seem to last forever.

  They were both out of breath and still feeling electric aftershocks of their climax when Aiden pulled out of her slowly and laid next to her.

  “And to think, all I did was dance a little for you.” She narrowed her eyes at him and then both of them laughed at how ridiculous his little dance had been.