“Sometimes it has its benefits.”
“I guess I didn’t think that was a benefit that could apply to both of us,” Morgan replied jokingly with a dry throat. “Please!”
I chuckled in desire, taking the condom and opening the package. “Whatever works,” Morgan added. “Anyway, out.”
It took a little more convincing for the others to leave, but once they did, Morgan shut the door and sighed. “That does make me feel a little better. “You’re an asshole,” I began with a grin. I groaned, raking my fingers over my face, looking away from her. “I love you too,” I whispered back, and began to pump my hips in earnest and fill her with myself, learning on the job just how amazing sex felt, even with the condom on. I’ve been a, uh, a bad student – I got jack squat to work with.”
I chuckled nervously. “I hear ya.” With that, Morgan reappeared from the kitchen, putting two glasses of orange juice down onto the TV table in front of us. “I’ll try to save the backstory questions until after we’ve solved stuff.”
She nodded, and we didn’t say anything for a long time. And what did you say in my honor?” He asked, his mind on the game.
