Beyond Temptation Part 18

Everyone heard her words, but most people were staring at Morgan when he stood to his feet and pulled Lena into his arms for one whopper of a kiss.

Gail smiled brightly, knowing her ratings would soar. "Well, there you have it, folks. A man who puts love before any political career he might be seeking certainly will definitely get my vote. And remember you saw it live right here."

Lena smiled tremendously as she glanced around the room. "Are you sure this is the house you want, Morgan? Your other home was-"

"My other home. I want to start somewhere new with you and Odessa. I knew when you showed this house to me that day that it would be perfect for us and our family."

She nodded happily as she walked into his outstretched arms. "What about your other home? Does Donovan still want it?"

Morgan threw his head back and chuckled. "Honey, Donovan never wanted my house. I talked him into buying it as part of my plan to get you."

Lena shook her head. "And you were that desperate?"

"Yes, for you I was that desperate. Plan A failed badly, but I was determined to make plan B a success. I hit a few b.u.mps along the way but in the end I got you just where I want you, in my arms."

She c.o.c.ked her head back and looked at him. "And not your bed."

He grinned. "Yes, there, too."

Lena moved closer and placed her head on her fiance's chest. Today had to be the happiest day of her life. "Thanks for making sure Mom and everyone at the adult day care center was able to see this morning's show. She was so proud."

Morgan smiled. "And I'm glad. She's a part of out family and I never want her to forget it."

Lena leaned back in his arms to look up at him. Tears shone in her eyes. "Thanks That means a lot to me."

"I know it, sweetheart. And because it means a lot to you it means a lot to me as well. And you know the question everyone will be asking. When is our wedding date?"

Lena sighed. "I always wanted a June wedding, but so did Kylie and Jocelyn and they never got one."

Morgan smiled. "Only because my impatient brothers couldn't wait. Luckily for you, June is only three months away. It might kill me but I'll wait."

She leaned back and kissed his chin. "Thanks. Morgan. You are a wonderful man."

He chuckled. "Yeah, and don't you ever forget it. And I have a wonderful idea."

"What?"

"Let's christen our new home right now."

Lena grinned. She had an idea just how he wanted that particular ceremony done. "But it doesn't have any furniture."

"You think not? Then come with me."

Morgan took Lena's hand and led her up the stairs and toward the master suite that connected to the main house by a gla.s.s breezeway and elevator access. "Now close your eyes," he said.

Lena did as he demanded and felt him tug her along. Moments later he said, "You can open them now."

She gasped after opening her eyes. The master suite was completely furnished. She glanced around, not believing the beauty and the workmanship of the furniture. "But how? Who?"

Morgan grinned as he drew her to him again. "I left the decorating up to Sienna. We've always considered her the Steeles' personal interior decorator. And Reese Singleton, Jocelyn's brother-in-law, built the furniture by hand. I commissioned him to start building it last summer when I went to Newton Grove, and he, Bas, Donovan and I went on a fishing trip together one weekend. I'd seen his work and knew I wanted him to design our bedroom furniture. I didn't know at the time just how I was going to get you to become a permanent part of my life, but I intended to do whatever I had to do to succeed."

Lena laughed as she glanced around at the beautiful furniture and decorating. He even had decorative blinds up to the windows. Everything was simply elegant. "But who gave you permission to put furniture in here? You haven't purchased this place yet."

Morgan shook his head, grinning. "Technically I have. When my Realtor quit on me last weekend," he said with a teasing glint in his eyes, "I decided I had to do what I needed to do. I used the company's attorney to close the deal, but with the understanding that my Realtor would still get the commission."

Lena shook her head. Morgan had basically thought of everything. "And I guess it was your idea for Mom to be invited over to Chance and Kylie's place for the night, right?"

He laughed. "Right."

Lena looked up at the ceiling. "What am I going to do with you, Morgan Steele?"

"Love me. Marry me and have my babies?" He leaned forward and captured her lips with his. The moment his tongue touched hers she felt fire light up inside her. And then the seduction began.

Lena had discovered that Morgan was skilled at whatever he did. And when it came to mult.i.tasking, he was at the top of the list. He began stroking her back, grinding the lower part of his body against her spread thighs, rubbing his chest against the taut tips of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, while kissing her senseless. She closed her eyes and moaned like a woman in dire need of her man.

All she could think about and all she wanted to focus on were being in that bed with him, him making love to her, and having him inside her. He pulled back and whispered in her ear, "Undress for me, baby."

She smiled, liking the idea of stripping for him. She took a step back to slide the blouse over her head and skimmed the skirt she was wearing down her hips, leaving her clad only in a royal-blue thong. She placed her hands on her hips and smiled at him. "So, what do you think?"

He returned her smile. "I'd rather show you than tell you."

Quickly, he begin removing all of his clothes with a wicked grin plastered to his face. In no time at all he was standing in front of her, completely naked, but he saw she had one remaining piece left on. Her thong.

His smile widened as he got down on his knees in front of her. "I see you save the best for last."

She balanced her hands on his shoulders while he slowly slid the thin wispy material down her legs. And just like she'd known he would do, once it was removed he leaned forward and attached his mouth to her womanly core, giving her one h.e.l.l of a tongue-lashing kiss there. She had to grip his shoulders to keep her balance, and when an o.r.g.a.s.m hit her she screamed his name.

Moments later he stood, smiled and took her hand in his. "That was just an appetizer. Come on, sweetheart, let's christen our bed."

Morgan's groin tightened as he watched Lena ease her naked body into the huge bed. Perfect, Perfect, he thought, easing onto the bed behind her, like a lion stalking his prey. And then he had her in his arms, kissing her deeply, with all the love in his heart. he thought, easing onto the bed behind her, like a lion stalking his prey. And then he had her in his arms, kissing her deeply, with all the love in his heart.

Lena gazed up at him when he positioned his body over hers, and she knew this would be a moment she would remember for the rest of her life. Today on television he had asked her to marry him, and now in the beautiful home he had purchased for her he was about to make her his in the most elemental way.

"I love you, Morgan," she whispered.

He smiled down at her. "And I love you, too. For always."

And then he eased his body into hers, closed his eyes and locked in place for a moment to absorb the intensity of the moment and to thank G.o.d for sending such a beautiful woman into his life. He then opened his eyes at the same time his body began to move. s.e.xual need combined with every deep emotion he possessed took over, and he established a rhythm that immediately sent all kinds of shudders racing through him.

"Lena!"

He was. .h.i.t by the strongest force that could ever take down a man and literally bring him to his knees. The force of love. And he lifted her hips as another o.r.g.a.s.m hit, and when he felt her body shattering as well he screamed out her name yet again.

And he knew what the two of them were sharing went beyond temptation. It went beyond anything he knew. And it would set the stage for the wonderful love they would always share. Together.

Epilogue.

A beautiful day in June "You may kiss your bride, Morgan."

Those were the very words Morgan had been waiting for, although he felt it had taken Reverend Givens long enough to say them. As far as he was concerned this had to have been the longest wedding ceremony on record. But as he glanced down at the beautiful woman in front of him, he knew it had been well worth it and more.

He pulled her into his arms and captured her lips in his, making another promise; one only the two of them understood. Today would begin the rest of their lives together and tonight they intended to start work on their dynasty. She had gone off the Pill months ago and tonight he would start another mission.

He pulled back when he felt a jab to his ribs and knew it had to have been Bas. Evidently the kiss had lasted longer than some people felt it should have. He smiled down into Lena's beautiful smiling face. "I love you, Mrs. Steele."

She smiled back up at him with tears shining in her eyes. "And I love you, Mr. Steele."

They turned to their audience, all five hundred of their guests, and smiled as the pastor announced proudly, "I now present to everyone, Morgan and Lena Steele."

Morgan shot a glance over at Cameron, who had served as one of his groomsmen. He then looked at his cousin Vanessa, who didn't look like a happy camper. He chuckled. He would give Cameron at least until the end of the summer to finally win his stubborn cousin over.

But Morgan knew he himself had other things to worry about. Making his wife happy, making a baby, and starting his campaign at full force. He had a lot to accomplish.

But of course like always, he was a man with a plan.

About the Author.

Brenda Jackson is a die "heart" romantic who married her childhood sweetheart and still proudly wears the "going steady" ring he gave her when she was fifteen. Because she's always believed in the power of love, Brenda's stories always have happy endings. In her real-life love story, Brenda and her husband of thirty-four years live in Jacksonville, Florida and have two sons.

A USA Today Bestselling author of over forty romance t.i.tles, Brenda divides her time between family, writing and working in management at a major insurance company. You may write Brenda at P.O Box 28267, Jacksonville, Florida 32226; her e-mail address at , or visit her website at www.brendajackson.net

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