Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her, the warmth of your body against hers nearly undoing her resolve to leave. She wants this...she's always wanted this. But guilt still tugs at her heartstrings, making it impossible for her to fully surrender to desire.

With a shaky exhale, she takes another step backward. "I can't," she whispers, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I just...can't."

Her whole body trembles as she feels your warm breath against her folds. The sensation sends a shudder of pleasure through her, making it hard to think clearly. She bites her lip, trying to resist the urge to moan out loud, but it's no use. Her hips begin to move involuntarily, grinding against your mouth as you continue to tease her.

"Wesley..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own need. "I-I want this...

As you look around her apartment, she feels a pang of jealousy at the thought that someone else may have been here with you in the past few days. But then she reminds herself that this is no longer the case; Raan is here with her now and she couldn't be happier about it.

"It's alright," Morgan says softly, coming up behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist. "I understand what you must be going through." She leans in to kiss your neck gently before continuing, "

"Just know that I'm always here for you, okay? No matter what happens, you don't have to face it alone anymore."