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Morgan's voice is low and sultry in my ear. I want to tell her she feels the same, but I can barely choke out the words that pop into my mind.
    “I'm sorry, but I'm going to come.” I consider pulling out, making it last, giving her pleasure, but I know I'd squirt all over her beautiful belly right now if I did.
    Morgan grabs the back of my head with one hand and keeps the other on my ass as I release myself inside her thrusting quick and wild, bouncing her hips off the mattress. It's the most amazing feeling and one I can't imagine would be any better. She moves and moans thrusting up into me. I feel her tighten around my shaft and I'm sure she's coming too.
    We pant and hold each other kissing. I'm amazed we're here and wish we never had to leave. Well except for that part where we realize we have lives and people will be looking for us.
    “Jesus Morgan, that was amazing.” I smile down into her face.
    “More than amazing.” Her eyes glisten and a tear rolls from the corner of her eye.
    “Oh, God, Morgan are you alright?” This can't be happening, I think to myself.
    “Yes, of course silly rockstar.” She giggles through a sob. I watch her confused. “It's just, I've dreamed about this for so long. That's all.”
    I smile, knowing exactly what she means. I can only hope we don't have to wait this long for the next time.
    The sound of my cell phone startles me. I grab it to see Brendan's number on the screen, but decline to answer. I know I'm late for practice, but I've waited too long for this moment with Morgan.
    I turn my attention to kissing her again and we lay holding each other for awhile. Her touch is so comforting, makes me forget about the hectic life I lead. I wish I could stay here forever or better yet, take her with me. There's nothing I wouldn't give to be in her embrace every day, to feel like I could go some place safe where I didn't have to worry about performing for anyone, just stay with the one who knew me and loved me for who I was.
    My phone goes off again, this time texts from a variety of people, but Grant's is the only one that matters.
    Hey, I need you to drop whatever you're fucking and head to the venue. I really don't want to have to be there to smooth shit over for you again.
    “Whatever,” I say under my breath.
    “Is everything okay?” Morgan asks brushing the hair away from my face.
    “Yeah, but we've gotta cut it short. Sorry.” The words sound so cliché. I see the look in Morgan's eyes and I wouldn't be surprised if she burst into tears.
    “It's okay. My fantasy has already been more than I expected.” She smiles into my eyes. I hope it's the truth and not just something she's saying to make me feel better.
    I roll her over on top of me and kiss her again. “Mine too.”

The Concert
     
    I'm totally buzzing over what just happened with Alex. No, scratch that. I'm totally freaking the fuck out! I'm glad in more ways than one and relieved and happy and confused. I guess I didn't realize having sex with him would open up a huge box of emotions. Emotions I didn't think applied to me or us because we're so in love. I wonder if Alex feels them too? Does he feel like we're one now, like we're together? I hope so because that's the page I'm on.
    We head to the venue speeding along the highway as the sun sets behind us. Alex's phone keeps beeping and I'm sure it's his band mates wondering where he is, but he's not responding except to drive faster. Every now and then he looks at me and smiles, but we ride in silence as if we're both still in shock from our quick and furious love making. Quick and furious. The words make me giggle to myself, a vision of Alex vibrating between my legs in a sloppy love making pose.
    “What's so funny?” Alex asks while down shifting and exiting off the freeway.
    “Nothing, I was just thinking about how I'd imagined my first time and how different it turned out to be.” I didn't really know how much to say, so stopped myself before sounding