Chapter 23

After the night with Maia, everything seemed to go back to how it was. Though they didn’t have sex, Morgan was okay with that.

True, she would love to have sex with Maia. God, how she would love to watch her squirm under her touch, watch her eyes roll back as she cums and hold her as she tries to come down from her high.

But there was no rush.

And although experiencing all of that with her sounds delightful, having Maia's petit body against hers, having her suckle on her button lip, having her mutter uncomprehensive words in her sleep, having her bury her nostrils in Morgan's boobs as she slept felt just as incredible.

Morgan Daniels had showered and thrown on an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, but she was still in the bathroom, brushing her wet hair.

When she emerged from the room, Maia was at the kitchen counter, a bowl in her hand as she whisked away, humming to a sound.

Now, this was something else that felt just as incredible, and Morgan Da