Disclaimer: I do not own Make It or Break It or its characters.
'How could this be happening' Payson thought as her and Sasha's lips met in a fiery dance. One of his arms is banded around her back, the other holding the back of her head as he devours her mouth with his own. Guiding her until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, and he lowers her down and lays over her. Bracing his arms on either side of her head so as not to crush her but let her feel every inch of him. From his strong arms, abs, down to his muscular thighs. He puts his hand on her thigh, gently touching and rubbing, slowly moving up her body pulling her shirt up to bare her abs and stomach. His fingers ghosting over her skin with barely there touches. She sighs, and lets her legs fall open to cradle his hips in her own. Feeling the full extent of his arousal she shudders and holds onto his shoulders. He moved from kissing and nibbling on her lips to kissing and sucking on her ear, drawing her shirt up and taking his lips off her long enough to remove her shirt.
He leaned down over her and whispered into her ear "You look fucking beautiful". She panted and moaned, throwing her head back in extasy. He nibbled and licked her neck near her shoulder. Right when she started to whimper for more, he bit down and felt her shudder in pleasure. He moved down her neck and shoulders on a journey toward her beasts. Laving the tops of her breasts and licking her nipples through the lacey fabric of her bra. Nipples poking through the bra desperately seeking more attention. Attention he was more than happy to give. He switched from one breast to the other, spending equal amounts of time on each. Payson cried out and grabbed his head, fingers intwining in his hair, holding him in place. He reached around her and flicked open her bra with one hand, tossing it away without a glance. He bent down and latched onto her left nipple, pinching the right between his fingers and rolling it. Licking, sucking, pinching, pulling all without letting up. Until he brought his teeth into the mix and bit down on her nipple. Her back arched; head was thrown back eyes closed in bliss as she let out the most erotic cry he has ever heard in his life. He switched breasts and didn't slow down one bit. Licking and biting, pulling on her nipple with his teeth. He could feel that she was close. Her legs were shaking, her moans were getting louder, and her hand in his hair started to press his head down more firmly into her breasts. With one last bite into her nipple, she cried out and came. Her legs straightening out, head thrashing from side to side, hand holding his head down so forcefully he started to ache but doesn't ever let up. Only when she starts to pull away from him because of overstimulation does he stop and pull away from her.
He makes his way down her body kissing and licking as he went. "Your very being calls to me Payson. You drive me crazy" Sasha said, pressing his stiff erection into her. When he reached the top of her jeans, he toyed with the button. He looked up into her eyes, and seeing the desire in her eyes, and her nod of approval he unbuttons her jeans, and pulls them down her legs and tosses them to the side of the bed. He kisses the inside of her knees, her thighs, and up to her lace covered pussy. He inhales her scent, groans audibly and kisses her through the lace. Her breath hitches, and she shudders when she feels him kissing and licking her clit, and labia through her panties. His hands reach up and starts to pull her panties down and off her legs. She kicks them off, eager for more. He holds her thighs apart and dives into her pussy. Licking and sucking on her clit, making her cry out in pleasure. He moves down slightly and licks her entrance, tasting her delicious arousal. He slips his tongue into her, moving it back and forth, in and out emulating what he desperately wants to do with his cock. She moans and grabs onto his head again, not letting him go. He trails his fingers up her thighs and circles one around her entrance. Slipping it just slightly into her, and then back out again until her hips surge forward seeking more contact. He chuckles and says "patience."
She groans out a desperate sound, and as he finally starts to slip his finger into her she hears a very loud beeping sound. Her eyes flutter open, and instead of being in a bed, with Sasha pleasuring her, she is in her bedroom. Alone. Listening to her alarm blaring in her ear. She shuts it off, and flops back down in her bed. Moans, and says "Why did it have to be a dream? Why couldn't it be real? I desperately want it to be real." She feels her arousal making her panties stick to her uncomfortably, and groans. "It's going to be a long day…"