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nightshirt. When his hand brushed over her breasts, her
nipples stiffened under his palms.
Caitlyn writhed under him, loving the way he had taken
over their lovemaking. Her body burned in anticipation of his
touch. The tiny blaze that started between her legs grew
hotter and stronger with each pass of his hand over her
breasts. He leaned down to kiss the hardened nubs of skin
pushing against the thin material.
"I wanted to touch you all night," he said with a growl, "I
wanted to taste you all night." He released her wrists, moving
down her body, lifting her shift up to her stomach. He parted
her legs with his hands, spreading her legs wide, moving
between them, and exposing her sex to him. His ravenous
eyes were looking down on her as if she were the most
delicious creature in the world. The way he was looking at her
aroused Caitlyn more, causing her wetness to moisten her
thighs. She had waited all night for this, for him. All night
long she knew he would be worth the wait.
Morgan touched the curls between her legs that were
damp with anticipation. Caitlyn inhaled a large breath as he
bent down and placed a kiss on her silky hair at the top of her
mound. She instinctively raised her hips to his lips, wanting to
feel his mouth on her body. He sat back on his knees between
her legs and slowly slid a finger inside her then drew his hand
back. When he entered her again, he used two fingers, sliding
them inside her as deep as they would go. She moved her
hips grinding against his fingers closing her eyes when his
fingers rubbed against her clit.
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He removed his fingers from her. There was a pause for a
few seconds until his tongue started to languidly work its way
up her slit, to the top. He used his hands to open her wider to
him as his tongue slid inside her folds. He played with her clit,
taking turns at flicking his tongue across it as he swallowed
down the juices that escaped her.
Caitlyn raised her hands over her head, abandoning herself
in the pure sensations that took over her. A low moan purred
out of her as he continued his ministrations. She was gone
now. There were only the sensations, and feelings he made
her feel. She was unaware of the world around her.
This was the kind of lovemaking Caitlyn had dreamed of,
the curl-your-toes sort of thing she had craved. When Morgan
slid his fingers back inside her as his tongue continued to lave
her, her body tensed, readying itself for her peak that would
soon be reached.
Morgan's own groans of desire for her as well as his
whisperings of his love for her body brought her closer to her
own release. His fingers slid in and out of her as his tongue
danced across her clit. She tensed, crying out as her orgasm
rolled over her. As she came he never stopped, so her
orgasm was all the more intense and mind shattering.
"Morgan, stop, stop," she cried and panted to him, begging
him to stop, her mind reeling in pleasure.
He stopped as she asked, moving from between her legs,
to lie next to her where she curled into his side. She
wondered how long it would take before she would be able to
catch her breath.
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"Caitlyn, there's something I want to ask you. Last night,
you mentioned going on a 'date' with men? What does that
mean?"
Caitlyn paused to think about how to explain dating in the
twenty-first century to a man who knew only of life in the
fourteenth century. It took a few minutes of thinking before
she could even decide where to start.
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Chapter Twelve
Caitlyn walked hand in hand with Morgan toward the
stable, thinking it was so sweet he wanted to take her on a
date, though she knew he didn't fully understand the concept.
She found his desire to attempt something from her time
endearing, especially after everything they had done last
night. Considering how frequently they had made love, they
were way beyond a first date, but he seemed to have his
heart set on it.
They spent part of the night talking about dating in the
twenty-first century. He seemed fascinated by everything she
had to tell him. She explained that some cultures still
believed in arranged marriages, but where she was from,
men and women chose their mates themselves. He was
especially interested in the fact that men and women could
choose whom they wanted to marry.
When they reached the stable, the hands brought out two
horses. Caitlyn looked at the large animals and turned pale.
She never realized that she would be expected to ride a
horse. Plus, as she looked down at the dress she was
wearing, she assumed she would have to ride sidesaddle. Not
gonna happen, no way, no how.
"Oh, umm, Morgan, I can't ride a horse," she confessed to
him with terror in her eyes. The closest she had come to a
horse was while being pulled down Michigan Avenue in a
buggy after a prom in the late eighties.
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"You do not ride?" He had just assumed she knew how to
ride a horse. Everyone he knew rode.
"No way. Where I come from, we don't ride horses. I'm
sorry."
Morgan looked at her with disappointment, and then his
eyes sparkled as an idea came to him. "No worry, we will just
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