#morganxpierce

cleo: knock knock

cleo: hi stranger

cleo: haven't seen you in a bit and i sorta.. miss you

cleo’s hands moved down the pane of the black dress that she wore. it was a blazer dress that showed a bit of her cleavage. not only that, it showcased one of her favorite features – her legs that appeared to go on for days. she confidently walked down the hallway, shoulders back with her head held high. 

it was only a matter of seconds before she arrived at morgan’s room. her hand hovering over the door. the sly smirk was replaced for a more docile one as she remembered her role. soft, gentle, and charming. the brunette reminded herself. cleo was meeting with one of her clients, someone who has been a usual for her. not only that, but had been one of her favorites. her fingers moved to the collar of her dress, slowly playing with the collar as she waited for morgan to open the door. “morgan, it’s me – cleo,” she mused, leaning against the doorframe.

her skin flushed with heat at the feeling of morgan’s lips attached to the crook of her neck, one of the most sensitive spots on the blondes entire body and her dom had found it in mere seconds. gripping at her waist, briar let out a shaky breath in attempt to stay quiet but it didn’t last long as a string of moans escaped her lips seconds later. “i’m so sensitive.” she pouted before leaning her head to the side, eyes fluttering shut in ecstasy. 

you sure can !!

[ ◞ * // TEXT – CLEO  ] –– - mmm is that a promise?[ ◞ * // TEXT – CLEO ] –– -  are you gonna have me begging you to stop bc you made me so sensitive?[ ◞ * // TEXT – CLEO  ] –– - because if that’s the case .. do it.

[ ◞ * // TEXT – CLEO  ] –– - anything for you, baby~[ ◞ * // TEXT – CLEO  ]