Acquiring Trouble

had to touch more of her. He slid his hand over hers and pulled it in close to his lips. Miles looked down at her and smiled before placing a soft kiss on her hand.
    “Let’s go,” Miles whis pered in her ear while the crow d around them cheered and waved.
    Morgan could only nod as she allowed Miles to pull her along through the people to his car. She suddenly felt self-conscious as she sat waiting for Miles to jog around the car . She just had a hard time believing all this was happening. It was hard to not get lost in her feelings for Miles, but could she afford to?
    When his hand squeezed her knee and started to massage its way up her leg she decided she could definitely afford it. In fact she’d felt as if she’d been saving for it her whole life. She looked over at Miles and found him looking at her with such heat in his eyes she felt as if she’d melt into the seat.
    “Miles, don’t you think we should talk about David?” s he asked , nearly breathless.
    “No. Not tonight .” She felt his hand bunch up her long dress and pull it up over her knees. Her breath caught when his fingers danced along her thigh and headed for her …
    “Oh. My. God.” Morgan panted as his fingers traced along her panty line. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back and burned with every touch of his fingers.
    “We’re here,” she heard his husky voice say through her haze of passion.
    “Not yet. Keep going!” Morgan’s eyes shot open when she heard Miles’ s low laughter.
    “No, I mean we’re at my house,” he chuckled as he turned off his car.
    Morgan took a couple deep breaths as Miles made his way to her door while she tried to calm herself down. She was afraid she might not make it to the bedroom if she didn’t. His hands —h is fingers!
    Miles opened the door . W hen she looked up at his outstretched hand , then up the muscled arm to his chiseled face , she lost what little control she had. Morgan placed her hand in his and stood up. She took a step forward and stumbled on the brick walk way. His arms wrapped around her to steady her and she looked up into his hazel eyes now darkened with pleasure.
    Oh screw calming down! Morgan wrapped her hands around his neck and brought his lips to hers. She gently rubbed her lips against his and then softly sucked on h is lower lip. Miles pulled her possessively against h im and stroke d his ton gue against hers slowly. She le t out a groan in frustration —s he wanted more. She had to have more!
    Morgan deepened the kiss and ran her hands down his back. She ground against him until she felt his manhood grow hard in response. Before Morgan knew it, her dress was unzipped and sliding to th e ground. Morgan felt the cool night air dance along her heated skin as she tossed her head back and looked at the stars.
    “Much better,” Miles mumbled into her ne ck as he started to trail kisses down her throat . His hands teased her nipples into pleasured peaks.
    Morgan wasted no time herself. He wasn’t going to have all the fun. As they stumbled up the path toward the house she stripped him of this tuxedo jacket and clumsily managed to unbutton his shirt. Her feet hit the bottom stair of the porch and Miles gu ided her down to the step s.
    He knelt before her and looked up sensually a t her, “I want you, here, now,” he practically growled as he placed a kiss on that sensitive spot behind her knee.
    She was about to respond when he moved up her leg with his lips and then suddenly the stairs seemed like the perfect place to… “ Oh M y G od !” s he screamed into the night air.
     
    Morgan snuggled closer to Miles as they lay curled up in bed. They had finally made it inside and then up to the bedroom after a quick layover on the hall rug. Miles was stroking her hair as she absently ran her fingers over his chest. She couldn’t be any happier. They fit together perfectly —i n more ways than one.
    “Miles, I was thinking about something.” She moved her head back on his arm so she could look up at him. “What do you think about… ” She was c ut off by Bill whose head lifted from his big dog bed on the floor. Gone was the sweet old dog with big round eyes. Bill’s hair rose and he was baring his teeth as he growled at her. “Miles, why is he growling at me?”
    “It’s not you. I hear the geese too,” Miles said tightly as he pulled his arm out from under her to go look out the window.
    “So?”
    “It means we’re not alone.” Miles pulled back