Around the World in 80 Men Boxed Set 31-35 (68 page)

“
Like
that!Yes!” His fingers circled around her as his cock thrust
deep inside, and Morgan found her release.

“
Oh
god!” Gil's mouth came down hard on hers to catch the loud
moans of ecstasy from her orgasm. “Morgan, I'm going to come!”
Gil pulled out of Morgan quickly, still straddling her waist. Her
small fingers instantly wrapped around his wet cock, and her hand
stroked his entire length. “Fuck...” His groan of
pleasure was followed by the display of his own orgasm exploding out
of his cock, as Morgan pulled every drop from within.

“
Wow.”
Morgan washed off her stomach in the water as she tried to steady her
breath. “That was...incredible.” Gil ducked deeper into
the water, washing off the sand from his own body, before gathering
their clothing.

“
I
know.” He tossed Morgan her bikini top, and barely avoided a
wet ball of sand and shells that Morgan threw at him.

“
You're
an ass!” She threw another sandball, that one landing directly
on his stomach.

“
Ouch!”
Gil quickly pulled on his shorts, and fell to the sand next to
Morgan. “Turn around, I'll get it.” He helped her tie her
bikini, then placed his fingers under her chin. “It was more
than incredible, Morgan.” Their lips met with a tender kiss,
and he was instantly forgiven.

Chapter
Twelve

“
Stop
poking it!” Gil and Sasha laughed as he grabbed Morgan's finger
and moved it from the pizza dough. “It's hand tossed pizza, not
finger poked pizza.” He walked behind her, and she smiled as
his body touched her back. His arms came around her sides, and he
motioned for her to grab the warm dough. His hands held it as well,
and his fingers moved gently across her palm as he showed her how to
hold it. “We give it a quick but easy toss, like this.”
The dough flew from their hands and spun almost directly above them
before falling back to Gil's grasp. “And again.” Morgan
flicked her wrist and sent it airworthy once again, and giggled at
how easy it actually was. “Again.” The third time, Gil
let her do it all by herself, and the toss was flawless.

“
I
did it!” Sasha and Gil applauded her effort, and the three
moved immediately to loading up the toppings after Gil finished the
tossing. “This is one huge pizza!” Morgan laughed at the
size, being nearly two and a half feet in diameter, but after all
three had chosen their third to pile their personal toppings on, it
made sense why he'd made such a large dough.

“
I'd
say it's perfect.” Sasha folded her arms over her chest and
looked down at the masterpiece. Black olives, pepperoni, banana
peppers, sausage, pineapple, ham, and bacon, were quickly buried
under a mountain of provolone and mozzarella cheese.

“
The
sauce is also homemade.” Gil bragged about Sasha's pizza sauce,
and gave her credit for spending much of the afternoon preparing it
for them. “You'll never have better sauce, I promise you that.”
Morgan couldn't wait to try it, and was thrilled when Sasha handed
her a recipe card with instructions to make it herself.

“
Wow,
thank you!” Morgan officially had her first recipe, and
promised herself to make the sauce in honor of her new friends as
soon as she could.

“
You're
so very welcome, Morgan.” Sasha took the pizza and slid it into
the oven. “And get a pizza stone, it makes all the difference
in baking.” Morgan nodded, and she didn't point out that her
grandmother had always wanted a stone, but couldn't afford a decent
one. That, Morgan also knew, would be one of her first purchases when
she got back home.

“
Sasha,
tell me that's your sauce I'm smelling?” Morgan heard the sound
of the front door closing, then a voice echo throughout the home.

“
It
is, but I'm afraid none of it is for you.” Sasha dried her
hands after washing them and threw the small hand towel over her
shoulder.

“
We'll
see about that. Hey, is Gil here ye...oh!” The guest walked
into the kitchen, unaware that Gil and Morgan were in there with
Sasha. “Hey, Morgan was it?” Todd stretched his hand out
to Morgan as she nodded.

“
Yep,
that's me.” Morgan set her glass down on the table, and shook
his hand. “Todd?” He nodded in return. “You're much
nicer than Tony.” The whole room laughed in agreement and Gil
topped off Morgan's glass, emptying her fourth bottle of wine for the
day.

“
Speaking
of the devil, he should be here any moment. Don't worry,” Todd
added when he saw Sasha and Morgan's looks of concern, “he's
just picking up a suit to borrow. Gil, I have to talk to you about
Fantasia.”

Morgan
raised a brow in Gil's direction as a smile pulled at her lips.
“Fantasia, huh?” She felt a hand on her arm and turned to
see Sasha by her side.

“
We're
going to go mingle while you boys talk about...boy stuff.”
Sasha pulled at Morgan's wrist and guided her into the living room.
“Trust me,” Sasha spoke again when the reached the couch,
“when they start talking about work, you'll be put to sleep in
seconds.” She went on to explain that Fantasia was the name of
Gil's largest ship, one that had been having some mechanical problems
recently.

Twenty
minutes passed by quickly with Sasha and their conversation was
something Morgan had needed for a long time. Talk of makeup, boots,
bikinis; it was a special type of therapy only a woman would
understand.

“
You
said you don't judge anyone, so can I ask you something?”
Morgan finished her glass of wine and set it down on the table,
nearly missing it altogether. “Shit...” Just as she was
about to seek out advice, her phone rang. “Here, answer it.”
Morgan giggled as she handed her phone to Sasha. “You'll like
Angel.” Sasha grabbed the phone and giggled before clicking the
button.

“
Morgan's
busy at the moment, can I take a message?” Morgan put her hand
over over her mouth and held her giggles under wraps as Sasha pulled
the phone away from her ear and put Angel on speaker.

“
Who
the fuck are you? Where's my Stick?” Morgan could almost
hear
Angel's brows coming together, and it made her laugh even more.

“
I
assure you, I have no concern for your
stick.
Would you care
to leave a message?” Sasha also covered her mouth, and the
women cared not that they were acting like middle schoolers.

“
Bitch,
you had three seconds to get my girl on the phone, and you wasted
two.”

“
Bitch?
Oh honey, you don't know the first thing about being a bitch if you
think that's all I have.” Morgan fell to the couch, snorting
against her hand as she waited for the explosion from the other end
of the phone.

“
I
don't have time to play with your English bitch ass... I have words
for my Sti... Morgan! Put her on the mothafuckin' phone!”

“
Again,
I must insist that you try to reach her later or leave a message.
She's getting ready for an evening swim with, Gil.” At that
point, Morgan couldn't hold her laughter in any longer. She snorted
loud enough for Angel to hear her, as well as everyone in the house.

“
Is
that? Is she? Stick! Get your snorting drunk narrow ass on the
mothafuckin' phone!”

“
I'm
sorry, she's far too busy to speak right now. Call back tomorrow.”
Gil finished speaking, and sat next to Morgan on the couch. By that
time, everyone was laughing.

“
Oh...
you sound hot!” Angel, as always, had to point out the obvious.

“
I
am.” Gil reached over and turned off the phone, and Morgan
wiped her tears of laughter as she tried to get herself under
control.

“
Oh
my god... he's going to kill me for that.” Morgan loved putting
people on the spot when it came to Angel, as he was sure to deliver
the best entertainment.

As
Gil set her phone down on the table, a loud notification came
through, alerting the room of a text message. Across the screen it
scrolled, and everyone could read it as well.

Gil
leaned over and read it out loud. “Stick...you better hop in
the nearest body of water and go skinny
digging
with that...
Blue Gil.” He stopped reading and looked up to Morgan, but she
was unable to make eye contact. She pulled at the neck of her
sweatshirt and lifted it over her mouth to stifle her laughter, and
wiped her cheek free of tears with her sleeve. Gil continued reading,
“and send a bitch some mothafuckin' pictures.” Morgan
didn't know what was more funny, Angel's text or the monotone way Gil
read it. He leaned back against the couch and looked back to Morgan.
“Blue Gil, huh?”

Again,
both Morgan and Sasha lost control of their giggles. “Oh shit!”
They were brought back to reality when a cloud of gray smoke left the
kitchen and began filling the living room. “The pizza!”

“
I
got it!” Todd yelled from the other room and beat Morgan, Sasha
and Gil to the oven.

As
it turned out, one of the peppers had fallen off the pizza, and it
was burning at the bottom of the oven. Pizza was saved, and Morgan
had the honors of setting it on the counter. “Wow! This is the
best looking pizza I have ever seen. Look at that crust!”
Everyone agreed that it had turned out perfectly, and Gil poured
everyone another drink as Morgan cut their pizza into thirds. Morgan
was also the first to try it, and as promised, Sasha's sauce was the
best she'd ever had. “Oh my god, you should open a pizza
restaurant. Wow!” Morgan put her hand on her back pocket,
making sure she still had the recipe card in it. It would surely be
used, and she knew exactly who she was going to make it for. It was
still there, and Morgan smiled as she took another bite.

“
Well,
thank you, Morgan. But, you did most of it!” Sasha helped
herself to her slice and filled her mouth with a large bite. The part
about Morgan doing most of it wasn't exactly true. For the majority,
she had watched Gil and Sasha prepare it, but it made her feel good
to know she did have a part of the masterpiece.

The
four of them sat at the table, and Todd managed to talk Sasha into
reluctantly sharing some of hers with him. The interaction between
the two of them made Morgan wonder if there was a romantic connection
there, but she would keep her thoughts to herself.

“
I'm
so happy, I came here.” Morgan pushed her empty plate away from
herself after eating nearly her whole third of the pizza. “You
are all so wonderful.” She gave them each a smile, then leaned
back and rubbed her belly. She was full, drunk and at that moment,
she was happy. It had been too long since she'd felt so comfortable
with strangers, and that brought her a great peace of mind.

“
I'm
glad you decided to join us!” Gil was the first to answer, and
the other two agreed.

“
Ah,
so ya had to get her drunk for her to stay with you.” Finally,
Tony arrived, his welcome less than received.

Morgan
watched him walk across the room, and her eyes narrowed upon him. A
hundred different thoughts filled her mind of things to say, but she
thought of something more fun than petty banter. “You know,
Blue Gil, I think I'll take you up on that swim now.”

Chapter
Thirteen

“
It's
still dark... go away.” Morgan felt her shoulder being pushed
from behind, and had no intentions of getting out of bed. “Wait...
Gil?” She sat up quickly, as she looked over her shoulder.
There, in the bed behind her, was Gil. “How did we? What
happened?” Morgan tried to remember the night prior, but all
she could think of was the pizza and the call with Angel.

“
Well,
my little drunk friend, we went out to take a swim and you sat down.”

“
And?”

“
That's
it. You sat down in a chair by the pool, and you were asleep in
seconds.” Gil stretched and tossed the blanket from his body.
Morgan's leg was exposed, and she looked down to see that she was
naked.