Chapter Seven

“Let me get this.” Eun reached for the bill jacket.

“No. That’s not right. You’ve got a lot of expenses right now. Let me get it.” Morgan rested her hand on the back of Eun’s hand. “I asked you to lunch, let me get this. Please.”

Eun released the bill folder. “Okay. And thank you.”

Morgan smiled as she tucked the cash to pay for their lunch into the back folder. “My pleasure.”

“I’ve been out with a few folks who think dating a lawyer is their golden ticket. I only dated other lawyers for a while, but it was so incredibly boring I gave up.”

Morgan tilted her head to the side. “I get that. I’ve had a few folks treat me like I was a money machine.” She shifted in her seat. “Is this a date?” She plucked at the shoulder of her work shirt. “I feel underdressed.”

Eun quirked her mouth. “You tell me, you’re the one who asked me to lunch. Is it?” She settled the strap of her purse over her shoulder and basked in Morgan’s flirtatious energy. The intimacy building between them emboldened Eun. Morgan’s delicious flirting was a pleasure she had not experienced in years. Is she serious? I sure as hell am. Not been this thirsty in ages. She treats me like a queen and doesn’t seem to want anything from me at all. I sure as hell want something from her. No, not something. Her. I want her. Think. How to do this?

Morgan rubbed her thumb over the curves of the water glass. “I’d like it to be.”

“But?”

Morgan frowned. “I know you’re in a vulnerable place right now. I don’t want—”

“To take advantage of me?” Eun lifted her shoulders and let them fall. “How noble. And I’m a grown woman, Morgan. Not a tender-hearted girl.” She pinned Morgan in place with her gaze and lifted an eyebrow. “Although, your concern is touching.”

Morgan leaned back in her chair. “What I wanted to say was if it was a date, I’d want to take you someplace as charming and elegant as you are.”

Eun bit her lip and inhaled sharply. “Let’s just leave it at ‘not a date.’”

Morgan stood abruptly and pushed her chair under the table. “I’ll pay this. Meet me outside?”

Eun nodded her agreement. She watched as Morgan walked away, her posture tight, gait stiff. “You blew it, Park.” Eun spoke softly to herself as she left the table. She lifted her chin and walked out of the restaurant.

*

They walked along the street toward Morgan’s truck. Eun slowed her pace as she searched for the words she wanted to ask Morgan to extend their “not date.” How do I ask for what I want? How do I tell her I want to take her back to the Red Squirrel, strip off her clothes, and lose myself in her light-brown eyes and delightful body?

They arrived at the truck. Morgan rested her palm on the wide hood of the truck. “I can install the lock today if you want.” Morgan tilted her head toward the sun hanging low in the sky. “It’s not too late.”

Eun stepped closer and rested her hand on Morgan’s arm and squeezed it, enjoying the smooth curve of her forearm muscle under her palm. “Would you take me back to the inn before we pick up my car?”

Morgan leaned closer, the heat from her body filling the gap between them. “Sure.”

Eun crossed to the passenger side and waited for Morgan to unlock the door. Ten minutes. I have ten minutes to come up with a reason for her to come to my room. Direct. It’s always best to be direct.

They caught green lights all the way to the inn and were there in eight minutes. Eun gripped her purse strap tightly. She lifted her hand and smoothed her hair as the truck slowed to a halt and Morgan parked.

Morgan turned in her seat to face Eun. “I’ll wait.”

“No.” Eun leaned across the console separating them and leaned close to Morgan. “No, I don’t want you to wait.”

Morgan shifted in her seat. “No? Oh, okay. Sorry I said what I said at lunch, I—”

Eun raised her finger and placed it across Morgan’s lips to stop her apology. “Shh. Please don’t apologize. Come to my room.” She shifted her hand and cupped the back of Morgan’s neck. “Please.” She held her gaze a moment, searching for Morgan’s consent in her eyes.

Morgan cupped Eun’s elbow, her hand warm through Eun’s blouse. She shifted in her seat and drew Eun closer, their mouths a breath away.

“I want—” Eun pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth “—you. Will you come in?”

“Yes.”

Eun moved her mouth to Morgan’s lips. Soft and smooth and Eun wanted to devour her in the truck. She kissed her, tracing her tongue over the seam of her lips. Morgan opened to her kiss. Eun delved into her mouth, caressing with her tongue. Morgan’s arm curled around her neck. Eun took the kiss deeper. Her nipples hardened. Her body ached for Morgan’s touch. She broke the kiss and looked into Morgan’s eyes and squeezed the back of her neck gently. “You’re sure?”

“Yes.” Morgan rubbed her palm over Eun’s back in a slow circle. “And you?”

“Very.” Eun kissed Morgan’s cheek before she released the back of her neck. She picked up her handbag and slung the strap over her shoulder. She opened the door to the truck and slid out. Eun looked both ways before she crossed the street. A rill of pleasure shot through Eun when she heard Morgan’s door close and her footsteps as she ran across the street. Morgan wrapped her arm around Eun’s waist, and they walked toward the Red Squirrel together.

*

Morgan bolted from the truck and slammed her door shut. She caught up with Eun as she crossed the street. Morgan looped her arm round Eun’s waist and pulled her close. Their hips brushed as they walked down the sidewalk to the inn and anticipation twisted inside Morgan’s chest.

At the door, Eun keyed in the code before she pushed it open. Eun reached back and caught her hand. She laced their fingers together and pulled Morgan along behind her. At the stairs, she leaned in, pressed Morgan against the stairwell wall, and kissed her again. Hot and urgent and so delicious. Morgan groaned as Eun’s hands gripped her hips. She held Morgan in place, and Morgan gave over to her vicious kiss. She plundered Morgan’s mouth, taking what she wanted, what Morgan wanted to give. Morgan surrendered to her demanding kiss. Her clit hard and aching, she panted when Eun pulled back. Her eyes gleamed. She brushed a light kiss over Morgan’s lips before she turned and led her up the stairs. The sway of Eun’s hips under her light wool pants was a decadent temptation as she walked up the two flights of stairs to her room. Mesmerized, Morgan stared and wiped her damp palms on her jeans. On the landing, unable to stop herself, Morgan cupped Eun’s ass with both hands and squeezed lightly, rewarded by Eun’s quiet moan.

Eun opened the door to her room and they stepped inside. She spun and shoved Morgan up against the door. Fisting her hands in Morgan’s shirt, she kissed her again. Morgan clutched Eun’s hips and rocked against her as she trailed kisses down the side of Morgan’s neck.

“So good,” she whispered as she nibbled Morgan’s earlobe while palming her breast with one hand. She flicked her thumb over Morgan’s stiff nipple. Morgan trembled and a flood of desire soaked her briefs. Eun pulled her shirt loose from her pants and scratched her short nails over Morgan’s skin, making her shiver.

Morgan rocked against Eun’s hips, and she groaned against her neck.

Eun kissed and licked her collarbones, her lips soft and hungry.

“Take it, Eun, take what you want.” Morgan spoke against the shell of Eun’s ear before she nipped and sucked her earlobe. Eun raked the sharp edge of her teeth over Morgan’s taut neck and then soothed the spot with her tongue. Morgan held on to her ass, holding her in place, and ground against her. Eun grabbed both sides of Morgan’s work shirt and yanked it hard. The sharp snick of all the snaps opening at once, and the cool air on Morgan’s skin made her quiver. Eun shoved the shirt open and drew it over Morgan’s shoulders.

She splayed her hands over Morgan’s stomach and kissed the hollow between her collarbones. The backs of her knuckles brushed the skin of Morgan’s belly when she unfastened her belt. Eun unbuttoned the top of Morgan’s pants as she brought her lips close to her ear. “You are so handsome.” She slid a finger into the top of Morgan’s briefs and teased the tight damp curls above her clit. “So bold, telling me to take what I want. You like it this way. You like to be handled, don’t you?” She whispered, the little puffs of her breath setting Morgan’s skin afire.

“Push a little lower and you tell me.” Morgan spoke against her skin.

Eun slid her finger over her slick curls. Morgan groaned and set her legs wide, pressing into Eun’s touch.

“So wet.” Eun teased her fingers over Morgan’s aching clit. “I want you in my mouth.”

Morgan moaned, bereft when Eun pulled her hand free and licked at the tips of her fingers. “More. Please.”

“Bed.” Eun shoved away from Morgan. She undid the three top buttons of her shirt before she pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor. A white bra covered her thick brown nipples, pressed against the sheer fabric of the cups.

Eun toed off her shoes before she yanked the duvet off the bed. She held Morgan’s gaze, and her mouth pulled into a feral smile as she unfastened her pants. The black fabric pooled at her feet, and she kicked free of them. With one hand she yanked the covers to the foot of the bed before she crawled to the middle of it and lay back. Pin-up perfection in panties and bra, Eun rolled to her side, leaned on her elbow, and rested her chin on her hand.

Morgan flushed, heat rising her in face under Eun’s appraisal.

She crooked her finger at Morgan. “Come here.”

Morgan crossed to the bed. She leaned down and kissed Eun.

“Get your clothes off. I want to see you.” Eun scraped her nails over the back of Morgan’s neck.

“Give me a minute.” Morgan sat on the side of the bed to unlace her boots. Eun slid up behind her and cupped her breasts. She thumbed her nipples through the soft cotton of Morgan’s workout top and nibbled at her neck.

Morgan huffed out a breath. “I’ll never get these off if you keep doing that.”

Eun nipped her neck. “Sassy, aren’t you?”

“Practical. And didn’t you say something about wanting to lick me?”

“Oh, yes.” Eun dropped her hands lower and thrust them under the band of her briefs. She gripped Morgan’s hipbones and stroked her fingers over the taut skin of her belly. “Is this distracting?”

Morgan finished unlacing her boot and toed it off. “Hell, yes.”

Eun licked a line along her jaw and sucked on Morgan’s earlobe. “How about this?”

Morgan laughed. “Damn it, Eun. I’m trying to get naked here.”

Eun leaned back and traced her fingers down Morgan’s spine and then withdrew her touch. “Fine. But hurry it up.”

Morgan finished with her boots and then stood. She stripped off her bra and tossed it to the floor. In one movement, she shucked off her pants and briefs. The second she stepped out of her pants, she froze as Eun’s gaze traveled to the keloid scars over her legs and then back to Morgan’s face. “Car accident?”

“My sophomore year. It’s why I didn’t graduate with you.” She held Eun’s gaze, the frenzy of the moment slowed.

Eun frowned. “You okay?”

“I will be.” Morgan flushed. “I haven’t been naked with anyone I haven’t told in a while. Usually I remember to say something.”

Eun patted the bed and Morgan climbed in next to her. “We all have scars. Yours are on the outside.” She planted a tender kiss on her cheek. Eun bent and traced her tongue along the soft curve of Morgan’s breast before she closed her mouth over her nipple and sucked hard.

Morgan raised her hand and cupped the back of Eun’s head. She tugged her ponytail gently. “Take your hair down? Please.”

Eun sat up and gazed into Morgan’s eyes. “You do it.”

Morgan reached up and pulled the elastic holder from Eun’s hair.

Eun sat on her heels and shook her hair out before she cupped Morgan’s face and kissed her. She straddled Morgan, sprinkling kisses along her jaw, and then her neck before she kissed the wide valley between her small breasts.

Morgan wrapped her fingers in the silken strands of Eun’s hair. With one hand she unclasped her bra. Eun’s breasts spilled out of the cups. Bracing herself against Morgan, Eun shrugged out of her bra and tossed it aside before lowering herself to Morgan’s body.

Morgan caught Eun’s hard nipples in her fingertips, and she rolled them.

Eun gasped and arched into her touch, pressing more of her breasts into Morgan’s hands. “Fuck, yes. Harder.”

Morgan squeezed her nipples tightly. Eun rotated her hips in a slow grind, the alternating pressure and release on Morgan’s clit a delicious tease.

Eun placed her hands over Morgan’s where they cupped her breasts. She leaned down and kissed Morgan, her mouth, liquid seduction as she pulled Morgan’s hands from her breasts and laced their fingers together. She raised Morgan’s hands over her head. “Keep them there,” she whispered. With a sinister glint in her eyes, Eun nodded toward the bedrail. “You might need to hold on.”

Eun’s soft command spun in the silky huskiness of her voice caught Morgan in its web, and she clasped the bottom of the headboard.

“Don’t let go.” Eun kneeled on the bed. She stared down at Morgan’s body, her gaze burning as she smoothed her hands over Morgan’s body. She palmed her breasts, squeezed them hard, and pressed them together. She licked the channel between them before she rolled Morgan’s nipples into tight peaks. She sucked one and then then other, alternating in a maddeningly slow rhythm. Morgan’s belly tightened. The ache in her clit built and she shifted her legs and rocked her hips, seeking contact. “Touch me. Please.”

“Patience.” Eun took her time kissing and nibbling Morgan’s breasts, each kiss and nip a sweet torture as she held her body away from Morgan.

Need for release built in Morgan. Her hands ached where she gripped the headboard. She closed her eyes. “Please. I need. I can’t—”

Eun stopped and rose over Morgan. She kissed her languidly, lingering on her lower lip. Morgan sighed into the kiss; the intensity of the moment faded. Eun rubbed her thumb over her cheek. “Look at me.”

Morgan opened her eyes.

“If you need me to stop, say red, if you need me to slow down say yellow. Okay? Unless you want to stop?” Eun traced her nail over Morgan’s cheek.

“No! Please don’t stop.” Morgan flushed, her ears burned, and she turned her face from Eun’s gaze.

“Hey.” Eun clasped her jaw and tugged. “Look at me, please.”

Morgan turned to Eun.

“We can do this any way you want, Morgan. If you’re not comfortable with this, it doesn’t mean we can’t have sex.”

Morgan swallowed on a dry throat and moved her hands from the headboard. She looped her arms around Eun’s neck. “I like what you’re doing. I’m not used to not being the top.”

A half smile lit Eun’s face. “I’m the first to flip you? I’m honored.” Eun leaned her brow on Morgan’s forehead. “Let me finish you?” She feathered her fingers over Morgan’s clit. “Please?” She kissed Morgan again. The room faded, and Morgan’s world became Eun’s mouth on her lips and her fingers between her legs.

Morgan spread her legs and moved her hands to the headboard. “Yes. Please.”

“Spread your legs.” Eun moved to kneel between Morgan’s legs and rested her palms on Morgan’s thighs.

Morgan opened her legs wide. Eun lowered her head and blew warm air over Morgan’s damp tight curls before she fluttered her tongue over her clit.

Morgan moaned. “You’re driving me crazy.” She shifted her hands, tightening her grip on the headboard. “Finish me, please.”

“You want me to suck you?” Eun drew a circle with her tongue on Morgan’s thigh. Morgan shuddered and arched her hips up, seeking contact with Eun’s mouth.

“You want to come in my mouth?”

“So much.” Morgan thrashed her hips. “Don’t make me wait.”

“Lay still and trust me.” Eun placed her hands on Morgan’s thighs and held them down. “Let me do this.”

Morgan panted and lowered her hips. The sensation of Eun taking control made her tremble, her body aflame with desire. Eun held her gaze as she teased the pad of her finger over one of Morgan’s tight nipples. Her eyes focused on Morgan’s face. “You’re sure you’re okay with this? I won’t stop again unless you say ‘red.’”

“Please don’t stop. I’m okay. I trust you. Please don’t stop.” Morgan released the headboard and rubbed her thumb over Eun’s lower lip. “Please. I want this with you. I’m okay.”

Eun sucked Morgan’s thumb into her mouth and then released it slowly. Morgan drew her hand back and clasped the headboard.

Eun lowered her head and kissed Morgan’s clit reverently before she licked a trail down between her swollen lips. She thrust her tongue deep. Morgan arched up as Eun clung to her thighs. She thrust her tongue in and out, fucking Morgan with her tongue while she rubbed her clit hood in a slow circle with her thumb.

A harsh moan ripped from Morgan’s chest. She squeezed her eyes closed as waves of pleasure roiled in her body and crashed over her, taking her breath away. She clung to the headboard, ignoring the sharp edge against her palms. She closed her eyes and savored the twin sensations of Eun’s thumb on her clit and her tongue inside her. Unable to stop, Morgan came with a shout, her shoulders lifting off the bed as Eun tongue-fucked her relentlessly.

Morgan collapsed back on to the bed dizzy from her release. Eun shifted her mouth up. She flattened her tongue and pulsed it slowly against Morgan’s clit. A new fire built, so sweetly intense it bordered on pain as Morgan shook thorough a second orgasm as it rippled out from her center.

“Oh, enough. Please. I can’t again.” Morgan licked her dry lips.

Eun lay her head on Morgan’s leg. Her hair tickled where it spilled over Morgan’s thigh. “You sure?” She teased one finger inside and rubbed a spot that made Morgan thrash and buck her hips for more as Eun stroked her quickly to another orgasm.

Morgan clamped her hand around Eun’s wrist. “Enough.” She dragged her up her body and kissed her fiercely as she rolled them over. The taste of herself on Eun’s mouth flavored their kisses.

Eun dug her fingers into the muscles of Morgan’s back. She sucked at her lower lip and nipped her hard. “What are you waiting for?” She rolled her hips against Morgan’s body.

Morgan moved her hands down. She shoved the thin material of Eun’s panties aside and thrust two fingers deep into the molten heat between Eun’s legs.

Eun cupped the back of Morgan’s neck as she widened her legs and rocked into her thrusts. “More. I need more.” Her pupils were wide, her eyes hazy with desire.

Morgan eased another finger in as she held Eun’s gaze.

“Yes. Oh yes.” Eun’s eyelids fluttered closed as her body opened and welcomed Morgan. Her face a mask of pleasure as liquid silk covered Morgan’s fingers. She curled her fingers and pushed deeper. Eun keened and rocked up to meet Morgan’s thrusts, her back arching to take all that Morgan had to give. “Harder.”

Sweat pooled along Morgan’s spine as she rolled her body into Eun, desperate for more sounds of her pleasure and Eun’s release. The bed squeaked with their motions, and the headboard slammed the wall.

Eun wrapped her legs around Morgan’s hips. “That’s it. There. There.”

Eun came with a long low moan, her body clutching at Morgan’s fingers. Morgan lowered her head to Eun’s neck and rocked slowly, easing her down. She rotated her thumb slowly over her clit.

Eun trembled under her and she clamped her hands on Morgan’s shoulders. “Take it. All of it.” She whispered against Morgan’s skin as she came undone.

Morgan savored the sensation of Eun’s surrender. The minutes stretched out. Morgan eased her fingers from Eun.

They didn’t speak as Morgan shifted and lay next to Eun, sharing the pillow. The late afternoon sun painted long shadows on the wall as they lay sweaty and entangled. Eun reached down and flipped the covers over their bodies. She pressed her face into the crook of Morgan’s neck and sighed.

Morgan rubbed Eun’s shoulder and knew the exact moment she fell asleep. She stayed still, not wanting to wake her. Morgan’s thoughts tumbled one over the other as the full weight of what they had done settled over her. What did we do? A one-off? Something to distract her from the suck fest that is her life right now? Morgan didn’t know, and right now with Eun’s warm body pressed against her and the heady scent of their afternoon tryst hanging in the air between them, she didn’t want to think about it either.