Peyton's Pleasure
“ @page { margin-bottom: 10.000000pt; margin-top: 10.000000pt; } Chapter Five Something tickled her nose. With her eyes still closed, Peyton tried brushing it away but hit a brick wall instead. Groaning, she opened one eye and realized she was lying on Ryker’s chest. It was his chest hair tickling her nose. She assessed her situation and found she was stretched across his chest with one leg over his and her head resting just below his chin. She also figured out during her self- assessment t...hat she was sore all over, especially in a few key areas. Had she been able to sleep a full eight hours, Peyton was sure she would have felt great after the bouts of soul-searing sex. As it was, she felt rode hard and put up wet.
Careful to keep from rousing Ryker, she extracted herself from him and backed off the end of the bed. She nearly stumbled over his boots and barely managed to keep from yelling. The clock on the milk crate by her bed said 10:00 a.m. She had less than an hour to get ready.MoreLess
Careful to keep from rousing Ryker, she extracted herself from him and backed off the end of the bed. She nearly stumbled over his boots and barely managed to keep from yelling. The clock on the milk crate by her bed said 10:00 a.m. She had less than an hour to get ready.MoreLess
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