4. Peyton

Peyton

H ow does that old saying go? You could have knocked me over with a feather? Because that's exactly how I'm feeling right now after Fallon's vacation fling proposal.

I sit up and face her, "Is that what you really want Fallon?" I hold my breath. I might act like a player but I'm not.

"Yes, Peyton. I want a vacation fling with you." She leans in and kisses my lips with a sigh. I take the opportunity to deepen the kiss by slipping my tongue into her mouth.

Her hands pull at my clothes until I'm completely naked. "My turn." I say against her lips as I strip her out of her clothes and lay her down on the bed. "You're so beautiful Fallon." I kiss my way down her body stopping long enough to suckle each one of her nipples.

"Peyton, that feels so good." Her moan goes straight to my cock and I'm hard as steel. If I don't get inside of her soon I'm going to come all over the sheets.

I work my way lower to her sweet spot finding it dripping with need. "Is this what you want?" I flick my tongue over her clit and she cries out.

Needing to hear that sound again, I keep licking her until she's a squirming mess, alternating between begging me to fuck her and yelling at me for not fucking her soon enough.

I slide a finger into her tight pussy and she instantly spasms around it, "Is this what you were begging for?" I blow at hot breath against her pussy.

"Yes!" She cries out again as the spasms finally begin to subside.

I slip my finger out of her and kiss my way back up her body until I reach her lips, "Are you ready for me?" I say as I line my cock up to her entrance.

She places a hand on my chest, "Peyton, I've never done this before. I'm a virgin." When I don't say anything she continues, "I hope that's not a deal breaker? I'm on the pill for my irregular periods so we don't have to worry about birth control. And I'm obviously disease free since you know, I'm a virgin and all."

I kiss her lips trying to soothe her anxiety, "I'm a virgin too, so I'm obviously disease free too."

"No way. You're Peyton Mann. Super star quarterback. You have a different woman on your arm every night." She blinks at me.

"Sure, I date a lot, but I've never wanted to have sex with any of them—I only want you, now that I've found you." I wait as she processes what I just told her. I can see the wheels in her head turning, trying to decide if I'm telling the truth or not.

"I'm ready for you." She finally says, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my head down for a kiss.

I press my cock inside her tight hole, willing myself to go slow, but the feeling is so incredible that I have to keep pressing forward. It's only when she cries out do I realize I'm fully seated inside her.

"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" I ask, knowing that if I did hurt her I would stop—not matter how much I want her.

"No, you didn't hurt me. In fact it feels amazing. Now let's finish what we started."

"Yes, ma'am." I flex my hips thrusting in and out of her tight, warm heat.

My hips move faster at her moans of pleasure. Knowing I'm not going to last much longer, I slip my hand between our bodies and caress her clit until she explodes around my cock. I follow her over the edge seconds later as spurt after spurt of my cum invades her body.

"Mmm, I liked that." She moans beneath me. "When can we do it again?"

I roll onto my side keeping her tucked against me, "Soon, little temptress. Very soon."