Morgan Benson is the type of man who exudes elegance and nobility when dressed, and a wild strength when undressed!
Kaitlyn Webb subconsciously stepped back. She had long wanted to be his woman, but seeing the man's bare upper body, she suddenly felt nervous and scared.
Her cheeks heated up, and she covered her face and lowered her head, not daring to glance at the man again.
Morgan smiled as he watched her. The crimson cheeks of the woman were reflected in his eyes, and seemed even redder.
He smiled at her while buttoning his shirt, his gentle handsome face now tinged with a certain allure.
"Come here..." He reached out to her after fastening his buttons.
Kaitlyn shook her head, her heart pounding like a drum, her face still burning.
In her mind, she realized she was too slow to catch on. After ten years, Brother Morgan was no longer the boy he used to be, but a fully grown man, a mature man!
This was nothing like what she had imagined.
