Morgan was exhausted. After she’d left Shawn’s house the night before, she spent the evening drinking wine and listening to ballads on Pandora. She’d thought about calling Jane, but she needed to think first. She’d had such a delightful day yesterday, having breakfast with Shawn’s surrogate grandfathers, then greeting Shawn when she came home only to have sex all afternoon.
Morgan’s feelings were growing for Shawn, and she knew that they were always joking with each other. But what Shawn had said struck like a knife to her heart. Shawn really hadn’t discussed her past sex life, and honestly, Morgan hadn’t wanted to know. But did she now? She could see Shawn as a player when they first met, before she knew the real Shawn. But spending time with her, it was difficult to see that now. It’s possible Morgan overreacted, but she still needed time to process what it all meant.
Morgan cared deeply for Shawn, and spending all that time with her, Morgan dared to imagine settling down with her. She’d been trying to keep her growing feelings tamped down before they gained momentum like a snowball rolling downhill, gaining speed and force, that would eventually smash apart once it hit a wall or some other immoveable object. Maybe Shawn entering her life now was happening for a reason. Maybe it was showing Morgan that not all people were shitty like Jessica. Shawn’s compliments and actions certainly made Morgan feel like she was special, that she mattered. And maybe the off-the-charts sex was just an added bonus. Maybe Morgan could try to keep her feelings locked up and just enjoy the rest of her time here with Shawn. Maybe she still had lessons to learn from this trip.
All of her thinking and wondering left Morgan drained and craving a nap. She wanted Shawn there with her to use her own special way of putting Morgan to sleep, then spooning behind her with her arm wrapped around Morgan’s body.
A while later, she had no idea of the time, she heard scratching at the door. She must’ve fallen asleep on the couch. What was that sound? Was it a bear? Some other wild animal? She looked out the window and was both relieved and curious. Morgan opened the door to find Jameson sitting on her doorstep with an envelope in his mouth.
“How did you get here, Jameson?” Morgan took the envelope from his mouth and he barked once. She unfolded the piece of paper and couldn’t help but laugh.
Dear Morgan,
Please forgive my hooman. I talked to her last night. Told her she’s dumb sometimes. But I love her. Now I love you too. I miss you. My hooman said she wants to make it up to you. Maybe she give you cookie like she give me.
Love,
Jameson
Morgan knelt and threw her arms around the dog’s neck as he bathed her in kisses.
“Lucky dog.”
Morgan looked up to see Shawn peeking around the corner of her cabin.
“No, you’re lucky that your dog wrote me this note. Now, where’s my cookie?”
Morgan laughed when Shawn pulled a giant cookie wrapped in saran wrap from behind her back. Shawn seemed apprehensive to move closer to Morgan, but she soldiered on. She handed the cookie over to Morgan who took a couple of seconds to look it over.
“Chocolate chip?”
“Of course.”
“What would you say if I told you I hated chocolate chip?”
Shawn’s jaw dropped. “First, I’d question your sanity because who doesn’t like chocolate chip? Then I’d ask you what your favorite cookie was, and I’d go back to the bakery to get it while eating the chocolate chip cookie I got for you.”
Morgan stared at Shawn, remaining silent. She felt bad when Shawn started to shift her weight from foot to foot.
“Good thing chocolate chip is my favorite.”
Shawn visibly relaxed, her shoulders lowering from her ears. “I really am truly sorry, Morgan. I obviously didn’t think about what I was saying, but I want you to know that I’d never intentionally hurt you.”
Morgan reached for Shawn’s hand and they sat on the front porch. “I know. Let’s just forget it ever happened, okay? I overreacted rather than stayed to listen. And I should’ve stayed. I know you’re a kind person.”
Shawn lifted Morgan’s hand to her lips and kissed it.
“Can I take you to dinner tonight? There’s a great restaurant nearby that serves steak and seafood.”
“I’d love to, but I don’t have anything fancy to wear. Just jeans.”
“No worries. It’s a pretty casual place. How about I pick you up in an hour? The place opens at five for dinner, we can eat early, then I can spend the rest of the night making it up to you.”
“And just how do you plan on doing that?”
“By doing whatever you want.” Shawn’s confidence appeared to be coming back with her quirked eyebrow and cocky smile. Morgan loved that about Shawn, and oddly enough, it made her feel wanted.
“I have a whole list of things you can do to and for me, so you’re going to need lots of food to give you energy. Lots of protein. Now get out of here so I can get ready.” Morgan scratched Jameson’s chest, who was sitting on her left. “Thanks for talking sense into your human, cutie-pie. You did good.”
Shawn stood. Jameson licked Morgan’s cheek then joined Shawn. “See you soon.” Shawn and her dog cut through the woods to get back to the street, and Morgan jumped up. She needed to get ready for tonight.
* * *
Shawn and Morgan had a nice dinner, both ordering filet and lobster tail, but only Shawn finished the entire meal, including the baked potato and steamed veggies. Shawn’s gut had been twisted up all day in anticipation of apologizing to Morgan and hoping she forgave her, and she hadn’t been able to eat anything. Now that Morgan had forgiven her, Shawn was famished. She nearly asked Morgan if she could finish what was left on Morgan’s plate, but she didn’t want to appear to be a glutton. Besides, she had a feeling Morgan was going to make Shawn work her ass off later, and it was a very welcome feeling.
“Do you want to stay over?” Shawn asked on the drive home.
Morgan’s smile was Shawn’s answer and her heart rate ramped up.
They were greeted at the door by Jameson and his wiggle butt. It was always nice to be welcomed home with such enthusiasm. Morgan and Shawn spent a few minutes giving him some love and belly scratches, then Shawn headed to the kitchen, calling out behind her. “You want something to drink?”
“Just water.”
Shawn was pouring a glass of water from tap since Tahoe water was much better tasting than bottled. Shawn felt arms snake around her waist and hands untuck her shirt. Those clever hands stroked Shawn’s stomach, and she felt the rippling through her skin and muscles.
Shawn turned off the faucet and looked over her shoulder. “Need something?”
Morgan didn’t say anything, just kept moving her hands north until they covered Shawn’s breasts. Shawn felt herself grow wet and her clit throbbing matched her heartbeat.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“Mmm. Good.” Morgan bit Shawn’s shoulder and she reached her arms back to grab Morgan’s hips, pulling her pelvis into Shawn’s ass.
“Remember when you said earlier that you’d do anything I wanted?”
Morgan pinching and pulling Shawn’s nipples had her gasping for breath. “Yes. Anything.”
“Do you have a strap-on?”
Shawn tried to turn around, but given Morgan’s smaller stature, she sure was strong. “I do.”
“I really want you to fuck me with it. I was imagining how that would feel the other night when you were on top of me, bringing me to my third orgasm. I imagined your cock filling me up and making me come until I see stars.”
Shawn unbuckled her belt, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and took Morgan’s hand and placed it inside her boxers. “See how wet you just made me?”
“Impressive but not half as wet as I am. I think I’m going to have you start with your mouth on me, and when you make me come, I want you on your back so I can ride you as you fill me up.”
Shawn’s legs nearly gave out and her body felt like it was on fire. “Let’s go.” Shawn grabbed Morgan’s hand and nearly ran to her room. She rummaged through her nightstand and pulled out her boxer brief harness and dildo. She started to walk toward the bathroom to get ready, but Morgan stopped her.
“I want to see you put it on.”
Shawn had always put it on in private, but hey, at this point, she’d do anything Morgan asked or told her to do. She removed her shirt and bra, kicked off her boots, and slid her jeans and boxers off. Morgan didn’t take her eyes off Shawn’s hands as she placed the dildo through the cock ring then stepped into the harness. The base of the dildo pressed against her hardened clit, and Shawn knew it wouldn’t take much to make her come. But tonight was about Morgan and Shawn’s repentance for being a dick the night before.
“Sit on the bed and watch me, Shawn.”
Shawn sat, and Morgan started her slow striptease. She methodically undid each button while never taking her eyes off Shawn. Morgan opened her blouse to expose her black lace bra, and she reached up and played with her breasts. Shawn slowly stroked her dildo as Morgan put on her little show.
“Hands off, Shawn. No starting without me.” Morgan pushed her jeans off her legs, again slowly and exposed her matching black thong. “You like this?” Morgan was squeezing her breasts again, pinching her nipples through the lace.
“I love it.”
“You’re really going to love this.” Morgan knelt in front of her, licking the tip of Shawn’s dildo with her tongue. She then took it into her mouth, and Shawn thought she would come right there. Shawn loved being a woman, and her womanly parts, but at that moment, she wished her cock was real so she could feel Morgan’s mouth on it. Morgan placed her hand at the base of Shawn’s cock and started moving it in time with her mouth sucking it in and out. Watching Morgan take her made Shawn dizzy, and she felt the beginning of her orgasm build with frenzy.
“Fuck. I’m going to come, baby.”
“Yes, Shawn. I want you to come in my mouth.” Morgan went back to sucking and stroking her, and Shawn felt her eyes roll back. She placed her hand on the back of Morgan’s head but didn’t apply any pressure. She didn’t need to. Morgan was doing a fantastic job all on her own. Shawn felt the orgasm deep in her belly and she buckled forward as she came while calling Morgan’s name. Shawn fell back on her bed, her breathing harder than she could ever remember.
While Shawn was semi-unconscious, Morgan must’ve stripped out of her lingerie because she climbed on top of Shawn until her pussy was hovering over Shawn’s face, and she didn’t think she’d ever seen a more beautiful sight.
“I can’t wait, Shawn. I need your mouth on me.”
Shawn got her second wind as Morgan lowered herself to Shawn’s face. She could smell Morgan’s arousal, and her mouth watered. Shawn held onto Morgan’s hips as she drank her in, alternating between sucking Morgan’s clit and thrusting her tongue into her opening. Morgan rode Shawn’s face like she owned it. Morgan reached back and grabbed Shawn’s breasts, holding on for dear life as she started trembling.
“Fuck, Shawn. Your tongue is incredible. Suck my clit, baby, and I’ll come all over your face.”
Morgan’s dirty talk made Shawn’s clit swell again, and she had to really concentrate on bringing Morgan to climax.
“Baby, please. I need to come now.”
Shawn sucked her hard, keeping Morgan’s clit in her mouth. She didn’t dare deviate now when Morgan was so close. Morgan bucked her hips, cried out, and fell forward. Shawn turned over and kissed Morgan’s back, waiting for her to come down off her high. Some licks, kisses, nibbles along her ass, her back, her neck. Morgan’s skin tasted so sweet on Shawn’s tongue, a mixture of citrus and sweat. Shawn didn’t think she could ever get enough.
Morgan raised her hips higher in the air while she rested her forearms on the bed. “Keep going, baby.” Shawn had never admitted this to anyone, but this was her favorite position of all time while wearing her strap. She used her finger to gather the wetness Morgan still had on her sex, and Shawn lubricated the dildo before gliding it in. She moved slow, allowing Morgan to adjust to the girth.
“You okay?”
“Oh, yeah. Never better. Now get to work, stud.”
Shawn chuckled as she slowly withdrew to the tip then went back in. She did this over and over, but when Morgan’s hips started moving back into her, the base of the dildo slammed into Shawn’s clit. Shit. Just hold on until Morgan comes. Her pace increased with the timing of Morgan’s movements.
“I’m coming again, Shawn. Oh, God.”
“I’m going to come inside you, baby. Let me know when you’re close.”
“Now! I’m so fucking close now.” Morgan started screaming Shawn’s name and she slammed into her one more time before she climaxed. Morgan collapsed on the bed with Shawn closely behind. Shawn was still buried deep inside her, and she didn’t dare move until Morgan told her to. Shawn could almost feel Morgan’s sex walls spasming, squeezing her cock. Morgan reached behind her and grabbed Shawn’s hair, pulling her closer.
“That was incredible, lover.”
“Mmm, you ready for me to pull out?”
Morgan shook her head. “I wish you could stay in me forever. But, yes, you can pull out now.”
The thought of forever with Morgan had been making its way into Shawn’s mind since late last week. Shawn stood, pulled her harness off, and tossed it on the floor.
“I’m going to let Jameson out. Get under the covers, and I’ll be right back.”
After Jameson was taken care of and the house was shut down, Shawn returned to her bedroom to find Morgan under the covers, fast asleep with her golden hair sprawled across her pillow. Shawn stood there, watching Morgan’s slow breathing, her skin still glowing from the sex they’d just had. That was the moment Shawn realized she was falling in love with Morgan Campbell.