The Blake Legacy (The Blake Boys)

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Authors: Rhonda Laurel
Tags: Contemporary Romance, interracial romance, Sports Romance
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her. He loved imposing the erotic torture on her. He would pleasure her this way for hours at home, coaxing multiple orgasms from her. But he also knew that when she reached her boiling point, everyone in the boutique would know what was going on in there. He rose and pulled down his jeans and boxers.
    She came toward him, but he shook his head and stopped her, turning her around to face a wall with a bar attached to it. He put her hands on the bar and stood back a bit, resting his cock on her ass. Seth pushed her legs apart, then slid into her from behind, in one swift move. He grabbed her hips, which helped him control the slow, sensual rhythm they created. The heat from their bodies connecting was making him sweat, but he’d be damned if he let go of her to take his T-shirt off. Morgan pushed back to meet his thrusts. As quiet as they both were, the sounds of ecstasy began spilling from them. Seth bit down hard on his lip to quiet himself. He took one hand off Morgan’s hip to cover her mouth while caressing her clit with the other. His thrusts became frantic as he held back as long as he could. Finally, he lifted her off her feet with the final thrust, his mind going blank from the intensity of his orgasm.
    He stayed connected with her for a while, until their panting returned to normal breaths. Seth, drenched with sweat, pulled up his boxers and jeans and took a seat on the bench, then pulled Morgan onto his lap.
    “You do know we’re going to have to buy one of everything in my size in the boutique,” Morgan mumbled as she kissed his jawline.
    Seth chuckled. “A small price to pay to show my wife how hot she is.”
    Morgan cleared her throat. “What are the chances we can walk out of here like nothing happened?”
    “Baby, I don’t think that’s possible, but we can try not to blush at the register.” Seth kissed her nose.
    Tiffany, the sales woman assisting Morgan, gave them a sly, knowing grin when they came up to the counter. She carefully wrapped Morgan’s items and asked the fateful question: was he Seth Blake. Morgan looked like she wanted to go through the floor but Seth defused the situation by giving the woman an autograph and showing her a picture of Jake. Tiffany nodded that she understood how difficult it was to have time alone with a baby and showed them pictures of her son. Morgan smiled when Seth remarked that they weren’t so different from any other couple.
    They picked up Jake at her dad’s house early in the afternoon. Morgan confessed to Seth that the few days away from Jake had passed like an eternity. They got back to the penthouse in time go to through his daily routine of feeding and a bath. Morgan told him all about Uncle Tate’s concert well after his bedtime while Seth watched them. When Jake was finally down for the night, Seth and Morgan picked up where they’d left off in the dressing room.
     

Chapter Four
     
     
    Morgan grabbed the mail from the counter and took a seat on one of the couches in the bookstore. Her hand began to tremble as she read the letter from the library. She read it twice. The library had accepted her proposal for an internship program to keep a steady flow of readers in the library. Morgan took out her cell phone, took a pic of the letter, and sent it to Seth. A minute later his ring tone played on her phone.
    “Hey baby, congratulations!” Seth said.
    “Thank you. Can you believe this letter?” She sighed, looking at it again.
    “I am so proud of you. Enjoy this moment.”
    “I’ll be home around four.”
    Morgan was getting ready to get back to finalizing details for a book signing to be held later that week when Michelle hustled into the store.
    Morgan handed Michelle her letter. “Look what I got in the mail.”
    Michelle skimmed the letter and started bouncing around like her shoes were on springs. “Congratulations! I can see college kids jumping all over that as course credit.”
    “Thanks.”
    “Oh, I forgot to tell you I made some

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