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

by Brandi Ratliff

  Shit! She didn't answer him since it was pretty clear what the book was. She watched as he took his time on each page, looking at the men and reading each note under their pictures.

  When he was done, he smiled and closed her book. “Ah, so you two girls....,” he motioned between Morgan and Felix, “have been spending your time looking at little boys, is that it?” Both Morgan and Felix had to laugh, and the girl admitted that she was showing her book to Felix. “Well, there's only room enough for one man in your life right now, Morgan.” His eyes bore into her with the same intensity that was usually saved for the bedroom. She shifted in her seat as she remembered what he did when she last saw that look.

  Felix slowly tucked his handwritten note into his pocket as there was no way he would give Alrik anymore fuel for his fun. He thanked Morgan for joining him for the afternoon, and said that he was heading out for awhile.

  “Wait!” Morgan got up from the table and walked over to him. “Thank you..for.. just thank you.” She kissed his cheek and brought a smile to the older man's face.

  “No, thank you.” He kissed her back, and after a brief embrace, he turned and left.

  “Well, if you're done looking at boys and kissing my uncle, how about we go for a walk and get back to us.” Alrik stood behind Morgan and put his arms around her waist. He was certain that they had discussed Rose, but he would let them have their little secret. He was also glad to see his uncle smile again, and he had Morgan to thank for it.

  As they walked, actually stomped, through the snow, Morgan's mind temporarily drifted away from Rose and the thoughts of her men. She was reminded why she was there, and it was for Alrik's company. She actually felt a tinge of guilt for bringing them up, but on the other hand, she felt happy that Felix had opened up to her. He seemed like he had needed someone to talk to, other than Alrik who only seemed to offer 'find her or move on' as advice.

  For the moment, all she had to think about was the feel of Alrik's warm hand in hers and the beautiful scenery around her. She watched a stark white rabbit hop across the snow, effortlessly, light as a feather and she realized that she had never appreciated nature so much. She led Alrik to the benches next to the frozen pond and he followed her lead, sitting down next to her.

  There wasn't much of a sunset, but the light yellow glow through the thick gray clouds was still a beautiful backdrop to the snowy scene in front of them. “Come here,” Alrik whispered and pulled Morgan closer to his body. He had read her face again, which probably wasn't too hard because her teeth were chattering as well.

  “You're always so warm.” Morgan nestled her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his waist.

  He smiled and turned his head to look at her. “I was just thinking about taking you back into that shed.” His voice was deep and sent a chill though Morgan. She felt his lips brush the top of her head, and she used his chest to push herself up to softly kiss his neck.

  “Then take me,” she whispered against his skin. Her warm breath gave him a chill of his own.

  “No,” was his only word. He wasn't going to let her get her own way again. In a quick movement, he grabbed her by her waist and brought her to his lap, pulling her legs around his hips.

  Morgan tried to kiss him, but he stopped her. “No,” he said once more. He was doing it again, pushing her buttons that only recently she had discovered she even had. Instead, he pulled her coat away from her neck just enough to have room for his head. He started at her collar bone, leading kisses from there, up her neck, all the way up to her ear.

  “I'm not cold anymore,” she spoke in a low voice. She wrapped her fingers around his thick hair and tried to push his head lower. She had on a button up sweater that could offer easy access to her needy areas.

  “No,” he spoke with more authority and lifted his head to look at her. A small smile threatened on the corners of his lips that told Morgan she was close to having her way. That look was back in his eyes...the look that made her woman parts throb for attention.

  “Let's go in the shed,” she whispered in a breathy plea.

  His teeth bit down slowly on her earlobe and the soft moan that came out of her lips made his cock jump. That got Morgan's attention and her hands slowly slid down the length of his chest until she found the button on his pants. She quickly unbuttoned it, but for the fourth time, she was stopped.

  “Please...” she begged. The look on her face was enough to give him a full-on erection, one that would lead to them getting frostbite if he were to handle things right that minute.

  Alrik didn't say another word, he grabbed her tightly under her ass and stood, then quickly carried her across the path they had already made in the snow, back to the house. Once inside, he set her down and leaned close to her ear, “go upstairs and get undressed.”

  Morgan hesitated for a moment, then turned toward the stairs and ran up the steps two at a time. As she was about to go into the bedroom, Dag walked out. They exchanged brief glances, then Morgan did as she was told. A roaring fire was already going in the bedroom, so the young girl assumed that's what Dag had been up to.

  She went into the bathroom to fix her hat hair, and saw what else Dag had done. Morgan stood naked in the bathroom with her hands drawn up to her mouth, staring at the beautiful arrangement in front of her. “Awwww,” she whispered.

  Not only was another fire going in the bathroom, but the huge circular tub was filled to the brim with steaming water and bubbles. Small candles lined the edge of the bathtub, as well as on the sink and shelves. She was standing on a carpet of rose petals and they were also strewn throughout the bubbly mountain.

  When Alrik finally came into the bathroom, he was already naked and holding her favorite wine.

  “You found it!” Morgan squealed with delight when she looked down at his hands. They had talked about the fact he had never tried Moscato and didn't even know if they had it, but somehow, he had produced it just for her. When she looked past his hands, she saw that she wasn't the only one excited, and she had a feeling he wasn't excited about the wine.

  “Get in,” he demanded.

  Chapter Nine

  Wednesday morning, after a very long and satisfying night with Alrik, Morgan found her way back to the very tub that began their seven hour long sex marathon. Her body ached in delicious ways that brought a smile to her face as she soaked in the steaming tub.

  She brought one leg up to sneak her toes out of the water, and her mid section tightened with a harsh reminder that her monthly cycle would soon begin. “Shit!” The cramps had already started and there was nothing she could do to slow it down. Alight. Two days, three tops. I leave tomorrow so I just have to deal with it until then.

  Morgan hated leaving Alrik and Felix, but she was relieved that her cramps held out until close to the end of her stay. There was no way that she could enjoy her client as much as usual with her ovaries playing kick ball.

  “Ah, I knew I would find you here.” Alrik walked through the door and stood by the tub as he stared down at her. “Are you alright?” His face turned from content to concern when he saw a grimace of pain on Morgan's face.

  “Yeah, it's alright...just...ow! Just cramps. Don't worry, I won't start for a day or two.” She held her lower belly and tried to mentally curse the pain away.

  Alrik knelt on the floor beside her. “I wasn't worried about that, Morgan. But I do know a way to make you feel better.” His kind eyes had already helped, and Morgan nodded as she waited for him to leave and bring back some pain killers, or a double shot of whiskey. But he didn't leave, he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, never looking away from the confusion that had taken hold of Morgan's face. “Close your eyes and relax.” He put an extra small towel under her head and smoothed her hair away as he kissed her forehead. “Lay still.”

  She did as he suggested and closed her eyes as she tried to focus on the warm soothing water around her. She didn't know that his hand was below the surface until she
felt him touch her upper thigh. She started to sit up, but he told again to lay back and close her eyes. Slowly, she rested her head again and waited for his touch.

  “Open your legs.” When she did, she felt the instant intrusion of his fingers slide quickly inside of her. On impulse, she tried to close her legs, but his other hand was already waiting and held them apart. He moved slowly, feeling her clench tightly around his two fingers with each new thrust. As her body began to relax, her hot moisture made his movements easier, and much faster.

  Alrik kissed her as his hand pushed harder inside of her, and Morgan responded with need that he was all too happy to give her. He broke the kiss, and lowered his head to her chest. “Sit up.” Her hardened nipples were still underwater, and the second she brought them above the surface, his mouth was around her nipple. She moaned loudly and grabbed the sides of his head, holding him where he was, hoping that he would give her what she wanted. “Move your hands, baby.” She sighed and brought her hands up, above her head, and grabbed the top of the tub.

  Alrik ran his tongue around the little pink area and sucked it into his mouth several times before giving in. When his teeth scraped against her skin, she grabbed his head again and arched against his hand, bringing his fingers deep inside of her.

  “You want to come, Morgan?” He moved his mouth away for only a few seconds, but when he found her nipple again, she sighed a very loud 'yes' as her body continued to move with each deep and hard thrust. “You want this?” He pushed deep inside of her and stopped, then ran his thumb over her most sensitive spot.

  He let her hold on to his head as his mouth and hand brought her pleasure that she could no longer control. His name was the last thing on her pink lips as her body arched one last time. He quickly moved up and captured her moans of pleasure with a deep kiss, one that lasted as long as it took for her trembling body to release the sea of passion that he so easily brought to her.

  When he knew that she was ready, he slowly removed his fingers and then kissed her again. “How are those cramps?” They laughed and Morgan's long sigh of satisfaction was his cue to leave her to her bath. “I'll see you downstairs.” He gave her one more quick kiss, then picked up his shirt and left the room.

  *****

  Dag announced that dinner was ready, but Morgan wasn't too excited about the smell that came from the kitchen. She had been sitting with Alrik in his office when the bellowing butler told them their meal would be served shortly. The smell of fish filled the air, not fried fish which was the only kind she would eat, but something with fish in it. Why? Why would anyone eat fish that isn't fried? She would never understand what prompted anyone to do such a thing, and it was with great reluctance that she carried herself to the kitchen.

  Fish...stew? Right about the time that she plastered a fake smile on her face to help her get through a meal she would hate, her cramps returned with a vengeance and her body doubled over with the unexpected pain. “I'm alright.” She stood back up and put her hand up to Alrik who was rushing to her side. “Really, I'm fine.” Felix was also in the kitchen and was just about to stand when she smiled again and started walking. “I didn't mean to cause a scene, I'm just one of those unfortunate women who gets super bad cramps...and.... I'm a big baby about it.” She got the men to laugh, and their concern was appreciated.

  Alrik bent down and asked if she wanted him to take care of the pain again. She pulled his ear lobe into her mouth, then told him that he could take of her later. When he nodded, she knew that her body would be his again in a matter of hours. “But, I think I'll skip dinner and go lay down for a little while. Is that alright?”

  Alrik turned her around to face the stairs. “Go, get some rest. I'll come up later and bring you something to eat.”

  Not that fishy stuff....please not that. “Thanks.” She flashed him another smile and went upstairs to the Alrik's bedroom.

  When she got into the room, she went over to her new zebra print bag, courtesy of Dag, to get her cell phone, then flopped on the bed. “Shit...flopping...not...a good idea.” Morgan curled her legs up to her chest to try and ease the pain, then rolled over to her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows. She was actually the tiniest bit grateful for having a moment to herself, because she needed time to call Julianne to make arrangements.

  When she turned her phone on, the first thing she saw was a voice mail from Angela. Morgan smiled, thinking it would be nice to hear her friend's voice. Morgan went though the commands to get to the message, then put her phone on speaker to listen. “Morgannnnn. You ever have this thing on? Ever? Anyway...I'm out shopping with Kala...HI MORGAN!” Kala's voice interrupted, “sorry...he's still annoying....” Angela giggled, then continued, “we're trying to pick out things for Thanksgiving and I just thought I'd give you a call and see what you were up to for the holiday. Call me soon!”

  Morgan silenced her phone, then took a minute to think. Thanksgiving. What? Morgan looked at her phone...eight days. She hadn't even realized how quickly the time had gone, let alone keep track of what the date was. She thought about calling Angela back, but with the holiday in the following week, she needed to make plans with Julianne first. Do people want company for the holidays? No, I can't anyway, Morgan remembered her cramps right on cue as another bolt of pain surged in her midsection and forced her to turn over.

  She sat looking up at the ceiling for a few moments. There wouldn't be any Thanksgiving plans for her. No family to speak of, and she couldn't go see any of her clients. The previous Thanksgiving, she had sat alone in her apartment watching the parade with a microwaved potpie, then had a scary movie marathon. Now, she didn't even have her apartment to go to. “Well, guess I can just do what I did with Kole...go early and have a Thanksgiving in the hotel...” Just saying it out loud nearly brought tears to her eyes. She was tired of being alone, but it was just something she had to do for a while.

  Morgan took a deep breath and called Julianne. “Hello, my lovely Morgan!”

  “Julianne!” Morgan felt a sense of relief the moment she heard the woman's voice. After they got through their 'how are you's', Morgan dropped the bomb. “It's uhm...that time again...you know...”

  “No problem, dear. Take the week off, enjoy your holiday and we'll arrange something for the next week,” her wise voice spoke.

  Enjoy you holiday, Morgan repeated in her head. “What are you doing for Thanksgiving, Julianne?” Morgan asked. Maybe if Julianne would be in Ohio, Morgan could go home for a week and say hi.

  “No, no... I don't have anyone. It's just another day of the week. I'm certainly not going to make a turkey for myself,” Julianne told her.

  Well, I can't let her spend the day alone! “You go ahead and make that turkey!” Morgan insisted.

  “Are you trying to make me fat, child?” Julianne snapped back with a small laugh.

  “We can get fat together, I'm coming home,” Morgan informed her, smiling into her phone. She was genuinely excited to see Julianne, and Morgan didn't know, but Julianne was touched more than she could even say. Out of all of her call girls, not one had asked about her holiday plans and not one, over the years had ever offered to have dinner with her.

  A small tear fell from the older woman's eye and she wiped it off before speaking again. “That sounds wonderful, Morgan. I'll get us a turkey.” Before she could get carried away in her emotions, she finished up in typical Julianne fashion, “pick your man for next Friday and get back to me.”

  Morgan agreed and when they hung up, the young girl felt much better about the week ahead. “I have plans! I have plans!” She kicked her feet out in front of her, excited that for the first time since she was sixteen, she would be having dinner with someone other than the fish she used to own.

  “And what kind of plans would these be?” Felix had been heading up the stairs to bring her dinner and had stopped in his tracks by Morgan's outburst of excitement.

  “Oh,” she blushed that anyone had heard her. “Uhm
, plans for next week. It's Thanksgiving and I usually don't have plans, and my boss...well, she didn't have plans either and..” Morgan rambled on, something she did when she was nervous.

  “So you're eating dinner with your pimp?” He cocked his head at her and raised his eyebrow.

  “Well, yeah. She's a wonderful woman. In fact...” Morgan's face lit up...what if... “in fact,” she repeated, “I think you'd would really like her!” The blonde girl had to giggle at herself. What if she could play matchmaker? Julianne was single, Felix was single. Made perfect sense.

  “Oh, Morgan, I think my dating days are over,” he sat down on the bed with a box and laid it in front of her.

  “Nonsense! You're...well, you're a good looking man who has it going on,” Morgan smiled. It was a little far fetched and she couldn't play with fire like that. As far as she knew, Julianne liked her and she wasn't going to go down that road, but it was an entertaining thought.

  “You're funny, Morgan. Here, I brought you dinner,” he pushed the box closer.

  Please not fish, please not fish... “Thank you! Oh my God, I love you!” The box was filled with pizza.

  “I know Dag can...uhm...get a bit carried away at times.” They both laughed and Morgan was thankful that Felix was good at reading facial expressions as well, but hoped she hadn't hurt Dag's feelings by declining the fish. “I'll leave you to get some rest. See you in the morning.” He gave her leg a gentle slap and Morgan told him goodnight and thank you as he left the bedroom.

  When the coast was clear again, Morgan set the box down and walked over to her travel bag to retrieve her laptop. She'd browse through the database with her pizza. After everything was set up, Morgan opened the box again and saw another tiny box. She opened it to find two little pills. “Thank you!” Morgan told the empty room and popped the pain killers in her mouth.