Peyton's Pleasure (46 page)

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Authors: Marla Monroe

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I
g
u
e
ss
n
e
x
t to
y
our
a
p
a
r
tm
e
nt
it must
s
ee
m th
a
t w
a
y
but
it

s
on
l
y
e
i
g
ht
e
e
n
-
hund
r
e
d
squ
ar
e
fee
t.” He st
a
r
e
d
down
into
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
a
s
if s
earc
hi
n
g
f
o
r
som
e
thin
g
.

 

Pe
y
ton
li
c
k
e
d
h
e
r
lips
a
nd
p
a
st
e
d
a
smile
on
h
e
r
f
a
ce
.
This
h
a
d b
ee
n
a mist
a
k
e
.
How
c
o
uld
she
e
x
t
rac
t
h
er
s
e
lf
f
r
om
him
a
nd
g
o
b
ack
hom
e
?


C
ome
on. K
ee
p me
c
o
m
p
a
n
y
while
I
f
inish up dinn
er
.”

S
he
f
ollow
e
d
him
b
ac
k
into
the kit
c
h
e
n
a
nd
t
ook
a
s
ea
t
on
a b
ar
stool
while
he
butt
e
r
e
d
to
a
st
with
a
g
ar
lic butt
e
r
mi
x
tu
r
e
h
e’
d
a
l
rea
d
y p
re
p
are
d.
He
st
u
c
k
the
p
a
n
into
the
ov
e
n
a
nd
s
e
t
a
tim
er
.
Th
en
he pull
e
d
out
two
win
e
gl
a
ss
e
s
a
nd
a
bottle of w
i
ne
fr
om
the
fr
i
d
g
e
. A
f
t
e
r
op
e
ni
n
g
it, he
pou
r
e
d th
e
m both a
g
l
a
ss
a
nd
h
a
nd
e
d one
to h
e
r
.


Nothing
f
a
n
c
y
.
J
ust
Z
in
fa
nd
e
l.”
H
e
took
a
sip
a
nd
w
a
it
e
d
f
or
h
e
r to do the
s
a
m
e
.


Mmm, it

s
g
ood,”
she
o
ffe
r
e
d,
af
t
e
r
t
a
sti
n
g
the
w
in
e.


I
f
y
o
u

d
ra
th
e
r
h
a
v
e
b
eer
,
I
h
a
ve
th
a
t.
I
just
t
hou
g
ht
the
wine w
e
nt b
e
tt
e
r
with l
a
s
a
g
n
a
.


I love
l
a
s
a
g
na
a
nd
y
o
u

r
e
r
i
g
ht,
wine
do
e
s
g
o
b
e
tt
e
r
with
it.”
S
he took
a
noth
e
r
sip
a
nd s
a
t
t
he
g
l
a
ss down on the
b
a
r
.

R
y
k
e
r
w
a
l
k
e
d
c
lo
s
e
r to
h
e
r
a
nd
p
r
e
ss
e
d
his
c
h
e
st
to
h
er
s
until
s
h
e w
a
s
fa
i
r
l
y l
e
a
ni
n
g
b
ac
k
o
v
e
r
the
b
a
r
.
He
ca
ptu
r
e
d
h
e
r
mouth
with
his. His
ton
g
ue t
e
a
s
e
d
a
lo
n
g
the s
ea
m
of h
e
r lips
until
she op
e
n
e
d
to
him. Th
e
y
slid
th
e
ir
tongu
e
s
a
g
a
inst
e
a
c
h
oth
er
,
v
y
i
n
g
f
or
l
ea
d
in
the
d
a
n
ce.
He
e
nti
c
e
d
h
er
s
inside
h
is
mouth
th
e
n
he
su
c
k
e
d
on
it
in
a
r
h
y
thm
c
onsist
e
nt with the
th
r
ust of
his
g
r
oin
a
g
a
inst h
er
s.

H
ea
t
w
a
s
h
e
d
ov
e
r h
e
r
a
s
his
c
o
c
k
r
ub
b
e
d
a
g
a
inst
h
e
r mound th
r
ou
g
h
th
e
ir
c
loth
e
s.
The
tou
c
h
of
his
h
a
nd
a
t
t
he
n
a
pe
of
h
e
r
n
e
c
k s
e
nt
c
hills
down
h
e
r sp
i
ne
e
v
e
n
a
s
f
i
r
e
r
a
ce
d
th
r
ou
g
h
h
e
r
v
e
ins.
The
c
ont
ra
st
w
a
s
ov
er
w
h
e
lmin
g
,
a
nd
she
mo
a
n
e
d.
R
y
k
e
r
withd
re
w
fr
om h
e
r
mouth
a
nd nipp
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
lips, li
c
king
a
w
a
y
the
sli
g
ht stin
g
.


I w
a
nt
to
r
ip
y
o
u
r
c
lot
h
e
s
o
f
f
of
y
ou
r
i
g
ht
h
er
e
a
nd
now.
I would s
e
t
y
ou
up
on
the
b
a
r
a
n
d
sp
rea
d
y
ou
out
a
s
m
y
own
p
er
son
a
l
f
e
a
st.” He
nipp
e
d
h
e
r
c
hin,
th
e
n
li
c
k
e
d
a
long
h
e
r
j
a
wline
on
l
y to
stop
a
t
h
e
r
ear
.

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