Kade
It had been weeks since I’d tasted and touched Morgan’s flesh, and it felt like if I went just one minute more, I would combust. I’d never been able to go more than a few days without s*x before I met her, and once she came into my life, I needed it all day every day. Morgan Frederick became my drug, and I was fiending for the next hit.
As I carried her to the house, I switched from the original bridal carry to having her chest pressed against mine and her legs wrapped around my waist. I needed to be as close as possible, and holding her like this bombarded my nose with her scent. It was euphoric.
“I can feel your little belly pressed against my stomach,” I told her with a smile.
“Don’t worry; it won’t get in the way. If it does, we’ll just change positions.
