All in Time

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Authors: Ciana Stone
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Fantasy, Contemporary
with him, he was safe.

Chapter Six
     
    Sara was packed and ready when Morgan arrived at her house. Aside from one suitcase of personal belongings, she had only her laptop, monitor, external hard drive and graphics tablet to take with her. With the exception of her laptop, which she had in an aluminum case, everything else was all wrapped in bubble wrap inside a large travel case.
    “This is it?” Morgan asked when she showed him her luggage. “Most women pack more than this for a weekend.”
    “I’m not exactly the world’s biggest material girl,” she replied and then looked at him anxiously.
    “What?” he asked.
    “My clothes,” she replied. “Morgan, I don’t really have what you’d call professional outfits. Or even dressy stuff. Mostly just jeans, T-shirts and a few dresses and skirts that are sort of…alternative?”
    “Don’t worry,” he said with a smile of assurance. “If you need something other than what you have, we’ll get it.”
    “No!” She smiled in embarrassment at her outburst. “Sorry, it’s just that…well, I can’t afford it.”
    “Yes you can,” he argued. “Dan has agreed to pay you as my assistant. And the job pays forty-eight hundred a month plus expenses.”
    Sara nearly fainted. “Forty-eight hundred a month?”
    “Not enough? I can see if he can go high—”
    “No. No!” She interrupted with a laugh. “I’ve never made that much money in my life!”
    Morgan laughed and grabbed the travel case bag with one hand and the suitcase with the other. “Stick with me, kid,” he drawled in a fair imitation of Humphrey Bogart. “This is just the beginning.”
    Sara grinned and followed him to the door. Giving one last look around, she locked and closed the door, hoping the chapter that was about to begin proved to be positive.
    They made it to the airport in ample time. Once aboard the luxurious private jet, provided for them by one of the party’s campaign supporters, they settled into deeply padded seats and were instructed to buckle up for takeoff. It was only an hour flight to Washington, where they would be based for the next year.
    An attendant appeared once they reached cruising altitude to offer them champagne and caviar and let them know they would be landing in less than half an hour. Sara gladly accepted the champagne but passed on the caviar.
    “Not a fan?” Morgan asked as he also declined.
     
    Sara shuddered and sipped from the champagne. The flight attendant left them alone. Their eyes met and suddenly the cabin was charged with energy spiking between them.
    For twenty minutes they tried to make small talk, speculating on the job at hand or where they would be staying. But the conversation faltered. Their eyes met and held.
    Her nipples hardened beneath the fabric of her top. Morgan’s eyes moved to her chest and lingered before meeting hers again. “This is going to kill me,” he said gruffly, setting his glass aside. “Sara, I need you.”
    Her skin tingled at his words and burned when he got up, lifted her from her seat and sat down in it with her on his lap. His hand cupped her breast, the thumb stroking slowly over her nipple.
    She initiated the kiss, at first gentle and slow, tongues touching, caressing. It took only moments for the kiss to deepen to one of urgency and demand. She repositioned herself on his lap, straddling him. One hand worked to his groin, feeling for the hardness straining against the fabric of his slacks.
    Sara forgot about the attendant in the adjacent cabin. All that existed was Morgan. Her lips worked to his jaw, kissing, nipping, and then trailed lower, the tip of her tongue sliding down his neck as she fisted his hard cock through his pants, rhythmically squeezing.
    “Jesus,” he groaned, pressing into her hand. “If you’re not careful you’re going to make me come.”
    “Hmmmm,” she murmured against his neck.
    “Sara,” he moaned as she squeezed harder.
    “Morgan,” she breathed in his ear, exulting in

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