Love Thy Neighbour, Annecia Ellies [readict txt] 📗

her mound and sucked, his finger still inside. With her second orgasm she grabbed his hair and pulled.

“I want you inside me, now!” she panted, more a command than a request. Filipe entered her slowly until he was buried deep inside her. Holding still he could feel her muscles clench around him, grabbing him. He came forward and grabbed her lips with his, snatching away the second cry of his name. Moments later her world exploded. Filipe let out a small groan deep within his throat and raised her hips as he pulled out then plunged deeply into her, never breaking his stride until her muscles ceased grabbing him. He then stopped and exploded inside her. Afterwards he dropped on the bed beside her and turned to look at her. She was lying and holding her legs together, groaning in pleasure. She then turned on her stomach, folded her arms under her and rested her head on the pillow, she looked at him. “How do you do that Filipe?” she whispered, eyes still on him

“Do what ma Cherie?”

“Make me come so many times?”
“La chimie entre nous est incroyable” he said then said, “The chemistry between us is unbelievable, and maybe that’s why.” He then kissed her nose and grabbed her, turning and pulling her closer. He nuzzled her neck and pulled her until her back touched him.

“Go to sleep ma Cherie” he whispered leaving his arm around her, there they slept until the sun was high in the sky the following day.

 

Filipe awoke and looked at the time on his watch, it was twelve twenty eight. He looked across at the sleeping Morgan and smiled. I believe I am already in love, he thought, and passed his finger from her neck to her hip. When she did not stir he kissed her on her shoulder and got out of bed, he went straight into the shower. When he finished bathing he realized he didn’t have any clothes except what he wore to the wedding yesterday. Those were crumpled in a heap on the floor. He picked them up and tried to straighten them out. He decided to see if Grayson can help him out of his misery so he pulled on the trousers and went into the living room to call him.

Grayson answered on the fourth ring. “Gray, how are you?”

“Considering you deserted me, yet again, I’m not doing too badly. I went and collected lunch if you want any.” He chided. “Are you coming up?”

“Nah, I should get something here, I’m with Morgan.”

“You little slime, I thought you were. Can’t keep your hands off her eh, she’s a beauty though so I don’t blame you. Wouldn’t mind having her if you didn’t already have her though,” he joked.

“Hey, watch your filthy mouth you bastard, the girl is mine.” Filipe told Grayson, then said “Hey, do me a favor and run me down some t shirts and a jeans if you can. Have you gone to the Café today?”

“Yes I was there this morning, the awning came and it was being installed. So far I got you an assistant baker and two waitresses. I still have to decide on two cashiers and a clean-up attendant.”

“Great. I see you working hard for your salary man, good job. Anyway hurry with the clothes, thanks, and throw in a couple boxers while you’re at it.”

“Hey man, I get your t shirts and your jeans, come for your own damn boxers.” Grayson said then hung up.

Filipe smiled as he ended the call, he and Grayson went ways back. He went to check on Morgan and heard the shower running. After making up the bed, he went back into the kitchen to see what light he can prepare for them to eat. They will head out later on for a proper meal.

Morgan walked into the dining room to see some pancakes laid out on the table with two covered bowls.

“We have eggs, bacon and banana pancakes, come on you need to eat.” Filipe said to her, standing up and guiding her into a chair.

As she sat the doorbell chimed and she was about to get up again, but Filipe held her back.’
“That will be Gray, he’s dropping me some clothes.” He said, she sat back down.

Filipe returned and sat down to finish eat. ‘Where’s he?”

“Oh, he didn’t stay, he went back down to the Café. It should be up and running by Wednesday.”

“So does that mean you won’t be going to Tobago again?”

“Of course not. That’s why I’m hiring staff to run the place. I totally trust Gray, he will stay for a couple weeks to see things go smoothly. He has to set the pace for the café before he returns to France.” Filipe said between bites.

“So are you going up with me or coming after the opening?”

“I will come on Wednesday night. You realize you will miss the opening?”

“I know, sorry to but my dates are already booked.”

“Don’t worry about it, I know.”

They finished eating and decided to go downstairs to speak with Melanie about having the lock on the front door changed. Arriving at the front desk they saw Caesar walking from the elevators, toolbox in hand.

“Good day folks,” he said with a smile as soon as he see them approaching.

“Caesar, just the man we need to see.” Filipe said, shaking his hand. “This beautiful lady will like to have her front door lock changed for security reasons.”

“Why, what’s the problem with the lock?” he said looking at Morgan with concern on his face

“I gave someone a copy of the key and we sort of fell out. I don’t want him coming into the apartment anymore so can I have it changed as soon as possible? I will stand the cost if I have to”

“Hmm”... Caesar said to himself. “Ok, here’s what I’ll do. I have a lock with me to put in at another location, if it fits I’ll put it in for you and take yours there instead I’m sure it’s about the same size. Don’t worry your pretty little head about the cost ok, it’s your comfort that’s important. I’ll be up soon to take care of it.”

“Thank you, thank you very much.”

They turned to head back upstairs. When they got back inside the apartment Morgan’s Skype alert was ringing. She went into the bedroom and opened it up to see Dawn smiling at her.

Dawn: Hi honey, how was the wedding yesterday?

She sat down to chat with her mother,

Morgan: Ooh mom it was lovely, they were totally satisfied and everything passed off very well.

Dawn: Great job honey, is your flight still at the same time?

Morgan: yes mom, it is

Filipe strolled into the bedroom and Morgan rushed to stop him from coming where the camera could pick him up. “Shhh,” she told him while pushing him out the door.

“What’s the matter?” he whispered trying to see what she was trying to keep him from by looking over her shoulder

“Mommy is on Skype, if she sees you in here she will kill me.”

Filipe laughed, a little too gaily, and Morgan slapped him playfully. “Stay here ok, I am serious. She will get a fit.”

“Ok, ok.” And he went to sit on the couch.

She went and sat back down in front the computer.

Dawn: Is everything ok? What was that about?

Morgan: Yes all is well, something was falling so I had to rush to grab it.

Dawn: What was it?

Morgan: Oh, my dress from yesterday. It’s so gorgeous I don’t want anything happening to it.

“Dawn: Let me see it nah, put it on for me.

Morgan: I’m just holding it up for you mom, I’m not going through all that trouble to put it on.

Dawn: ok, ok, I will see you in the pictures you took.

Filipe came and stood leaning on the door, watching her holding up the dress for her mom to see and smiling. She couldn’t help but glare at him but God, he looked so hot with the jeans hanging on his hip opened at the waist and a vest showing off his muscular body. His brown hair was disheveled and he was bare foot. He leaned his back on the wall and propped his foot on the door frame so one knee was bent. Eating a banana and winking at her.

Dawn: Are you listening to me? Is someone there, who you smiling at?

Morgan: Nothing momma, I was just remembering yesterday

She sat back on the chair.

Morgan: Did you make the reservations for Filipe like I asked you to?

Dawn: Yes she has space, when he coming?

Morgan: Wednesday night.

Dawn: ok. She paused, and how is Flynn?

Filipe turned and left to give her privacy. He went into the living room and put on the TV.

Morgan: We sort of broke up mom, long story, will fill you in when I get there.

Dawn: Well ok I’m going then. I just wanted to make sure your flight didn’t change from three thirty and to know if your friend still coming over. See you Tuesday honey, I can’t wait, I miss you lots.

Morgan: I know mom. Love you, see you Tuesday.

They signed out.

“What was that about ma Cherie?”

“My mom doesn’t want guys in my bedroom.”

“She is aware you’re a grown woman? She thinks you’re still a virgin doesn’t she?”

“You know how it is with parents especially their girl child.”

“No, I don’t. Maybe I need to have a girl child hmm...”

She was about to tell him what to do with that thought when the doorbell chimed. They both headed to the front door. Opening it because she thought it was Caesar, she came face to face with Flynn.

“What are you doing here Flynn?” she said standing in front of the door so he will not be able to enter.

“I want to talk to you.” He responded

“I have nothing to say to you, as a matter of fact I need to get back my keys.”

Flynn looked up when Filipe appeared behind her. He said nothing but stood and watched with his arms folded on his chest.

“So you’re moving in now? What are you bodyguard or male whore?”

Filipe gently pushed Morgan behind him and said “You can call me all the names your little heart desires but do not come here again. She is no longer interested in what you have to say or do, hand over her keys and be on your way before I either call security or pummel you where you stand.”

Flynn looked at Filipe, then at Morgan with a scowl and turned and left.

Caesar came off the elevator when it stopped to let Flynn on.

“Is there a problem?” he asked looking at both their faces.

“That is the person she need to keep out of the apartment.” Filipe said nodding in the direction Flynn went.

“Ok, I will fix that now.” Caesar put down his tool box and started to change the lock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty One

 

Tuesday afternoon Morgan said good bye to Filipe at the Piarco International Airport. He and Pancho dropped her off so she could leave car at home. Today, everything in the Café was being prepared for the opening tomorrow morning, the pastries were being baked, cakes, rolls, bagels, donuts, everything was in motion. Paul gave her a bag with some rolls and éclairs to take with her. He was very pleasant and made her laugh by telling her a lot of stories about Filipe and his early attempts at baking pastries. His wife Grier will be joining him in the country next week. They were still newlyweds as they were married only two months ago. Filipe said he wouldn’t want to separate the love birds. If she likes it here they will consider staying, if not, Paul will leave specific instructions with Vanessa, the assistant baker and be back and forth occasionally. Vanessa, is doing a fantastic job so far, even Morgan said her pastries tasted just like the ones Paul made.

Morgan sat in the departure lounge reading some comments on a story on Facebook. Her flight was within the hour so she had some