Chapter 10 A Dream Or Reality

• Light filtered through my eye lids as I began to wake. I could feel Peyton’s warmth at my back, his arms encircling me as we cuddled. I turned my body to face his, keeping my eyes closed to enjoy the feel of his skin on mine. Peyton hadn’t held me like this in so long and it felt so good. My hands explored his chest, finding the little nub of his nipple and I tweaked it. His body jolted under my assault, and I could feel his excitement between us. Neither of us spoke, not wanting to shatter this moment like so many other things in our life. I let my hands drift low on his stomach, brushing the hem of his pants. I could hear his breath catch in his throat as I let my fingers slip past the fabric. Slowly I blazed a trail along his body, until finally I captured his member in my hand. It was swollen in my hand and for a moment I found myself wondering if it had always been this big. Peyton stilled in my touch. I trailed kisses down his chest, flicking my tongue around his belly button as I tugged his pants away. Lowering myself on him I captured his member once more licking from tip to base, I swirled his head and took him deeply into my throat. In the dark of the blanket my eyes held firm on his harsh rapid breathing. His fingers laced hungrily into my hair, and he let out a feral groan as he took charge. It was quick work. Peyton and I hadn’t done anything in such a long time he could barely hold it as long as he did. I licked my lips in satisfaction as I lifted the blankets from my head and froze.
• Hazel eyes stared back into my own, instead of the dazzling blues that belonged to Peyton.
• “Luke” I gasped, jerking away from him. His hungry eyes followed me in my retreat as a devilish grin spread across his face.