Peyton's Pleasure

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e d him a s s h e c ompli e d a nd s a t on the spot h e ’ d m a de f or h er .
    “ J ust a kiss.” His h a nds ca me up a nd loos e l y g r i pp e d h e r fa c e on
    e ith e r sid e , pulling h e r h e a d down tow ar d his.
    His lips b r ush e d h er s th e n re tu r n e d f or a sl i g htly d e e p e r kiss. H e ra n his ton g ue a lo n g the s ea m of h e r lips, a nd she p ar t e d th e m. He d e lv e d in, li c king a t the inside of h e r mouth. He ti c kl e d a lo n g the r oof of h e r mouth a nd th e n du e l e d with h e r ton g ue f or domin a n ce . The e nti r e time he pl a y e d w i th h e r mouth, his h a nds mold e d h e r to him until h e r c h e st w a s a g a i n st his n a k e d o n e . T h e y k n ea d e d h e r should er s a nd b ac k with st r o n g f i n g er s a s his ton g u e c are s s e d h er s.
    F in a l l y , she ca me up f or b rea th a nd b r o k e a w a y fr om him. Th e y both p a nt e d, st ar ing a t e ac h oth er . P e y ton m a n a g e d to st a nd af t e r a fe w s e c onds. S he c ontin u e d to b rea the h ea vi l y but m a n a g e d to t a lk.
    “ I h a v e to g o to wo r k. I r e a l l y e nj o y e d l a st night.” I t sound e d l a m e , but it w a s the b e st she c ould c ome up wi t h. S h e’ d n e v e r b een v e r y g ood a t the mo r ni n g - af t e r stu f f . Usu a l l y she m a n a g e d to g e t h e r
     

    thin g s a nd l e a ve b ef o r e th e y woke up. E v e n with the fe w st e a d y p ar tn er s sh e ’ d h a d, P e y ton a lw a y s w e nt home ear l y to a void the wo rr i e d looks the n e x t mo r nin g . Those ins ec u r e , g uil t y , m ea s u r i n g looks th a t would w e i g h h ea vi l y on h e r mind f or d a y s a f t er w ar d.
    “ L ea v e me y our c e ll numb e r on som e thing in t h e kit c h e n. I w a nt to be a ble to ca ll y ou. I ’ ll l ea ve y ou mine on m y w a y out.” R y k er’s int e ns e , d ar k e y e s f o c u s e d on h e r a lon e .
    He w a t c h e d h er —m ea s u re d h er . I t w a s unn er v in g . S he nodd e d a nd e s c a p e d. O n c e in t h e living r oom, she hunt e d down a p e n a nd some p a p e r a nd w r ote d own h e r ce ll numb er . S h e l ef t it a nd the p e n on the c ount er top.
    S he lo c k e d the a p ar tm e nt on h e r w a y out a nd unlo c k e d h e r c a r doo r . S he c limb e d in f or the sho r t d r ive to wo r k. W h e n she arr iv ed she f ound th a t she h a d a ll of f ive minut e s till she h a d to c lo c k in. S he w a s st ar v e d f or both f o o d a nd c o ff e e . P r io r iti e s i n o r d er , s h e pou r e d h er s e lf a c up of c o f f e e a nd g r a bb e d a b a n a n a o f f the c ount er . Mik e , the g r ill c h ef , g l a r e d a t h e r but didn ’ t s a y a n y thi n g . I nst e a d he st a r t ed f lipping e g g s a nd b ac on one r i g ht af t e r a noth er .
    Pe y ton d r a nk h e r c o f fe e bl ac k with the o c ca sion a l spl a sh of c r eam wh e n she w a s d r inki n g it b ef o r e g oi n g to b e d . W a king up m ea nt st r ong b l ac k c o f f e e to h e r w a y o f thinkin g . All the fa n c y stu f f f ound at c o r n e r c o f f e e shops like S t ar bu c ks w er e d e ss er t a nd nov e l t y c o f f ee s, not f un c tion a l but to be e nj o y e d.
    “ Pe y ton, y ou c lo c k e d in y e t ? ” D e bo ra h H e nd e r son, the own er , a sk e d.
    “ Not y e t, but I ’ m on m y w a y .” S he tu r n e d ar ou n d a nd hu rr i e d to the time c lo c k to pun c h in.
    “ C ov e r L ind a’ s side to d a y . S h e ’ s out si c k a nd K e l l y is wo r ki n g
    this mo r nin g . S he c a n ’ t h a ndle the cr owd t h a t usu a l l y sits th e r e .” D e bo ra h nodd e d tow a r d the window side of the building a nd hu rr i e d b ac k to the r e g ist e r to c h ec k som e one out.
    S i g hing in re s i g n a tion, P e y ton ti e d the a p r on ar o u nd h e r w a ist a nd pi c k e d up a pot of c o ff e e to ref ill c ups while she m

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