It was around three-thirty in the afternoon when Peyton reached her office. "Miss Sawyer, your next appointment is all ready in your office" he assistant said, as she handed Peyton her messages
"Thanks Angle" Peyton said, as she walked into her office. She walked over to her desk putting down her stuff. She flipped through her messages totally forgetting, her client was siting in the chair waiting on her.
Lucas smiled, as he watched her, he had to admit that she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. The high-heels she wore accented long, lean, and goddess-like legs, leading up the skirt that she wore. It wasn't too short, but it was enough to get his imagination mind flashing back to last week, when he was actually in between her legs pounding away.
The top that flowed along her thin body, her curvy breasts, which were the perfect size. His mouth fit perfectly over her nipples. She smelled like vanilla, and it tickled his senses to no end. Her face was beautiful, that was no secret. She held an innocence, but a sultry smooth decadence as well. The green-hazel eyes that captured him were both sad and enrapturing all at the same time.
All Lucas wanted to do was stick his hands wrist-deep in those curls and inhale her invading scent, while kissing her, he didn't get the pleasures to touch those incredible lips last time, but god he pray he did today.
Lucas broke himself from his thoughts when he realized he was staring. He smiled, as she sat down, still not noticing him. He cleared his throat, which got Peyton's attention.
Peyton glanced up, she could speak, as she noticed who her next appointment was. He was sitting there in a blue shirt, and jeans looking sexy. He had smirked at her, That little action had sent a shiver down her and, had made Peyton a little weak in the knees. In that moment she was glad that she wasn't standing.
Taking a deep breath and refocusing herself, Peyton "Lucas, how are you?" she asked, as she try not to look at him.
"I'm just fine. Actually, I'm great." Lucas spoke with confidence.
"Glad to hear, you do look fine" she closed her eyes, "That's not what I mean" she was turning red. " I mean you look better than last week"
"I feel better, I mean classes are still hard, and I still have a lot of thing going on. I feel lost sometimes, like no one understands me, not my family, not my friends, no one."
"Have you ever try talking to anyone, like a family member, or a friend, your girlfriend," she said, as they locked eyes,
Lucas smiled, " I don't have a girlfriend, I have dated alot of girls However, after several boring dates with a variety of girls from school, I had found that they all seemed to lack the maturity to make them good companions. They all seemed more interested in clothes, make-up and pop stars."
Peyton smile a little, she doesn't know why, but she is relieved that he didn't have a girlfriend. "What about family or friends?"
"My brother and I talk but we are two opposite people, he doesn't get me either. My mom trys to understand me, she is the one the told me to try therapy. I thought it was one of the stupidest things she ever said.
"What do you think now?" Peyton asked, as she wrote in her note pad.
"That my mom is a very smart woman, I wish she would thought of it early"
Peyton didn't look up at him she knew what he was thinking about. Hell she hasn't been able to get him off her mind. "So Lucas, are you sleeping better, your eyes don't look that bloodshot" she said, as she looked him up and down. He did look a hell of alot better than last time. But there was still a little sadness in his eyes, or scarceness. She wasn't sure.
"Yeah, I mean I cut down one class, so I can get some more sleep. My dreams are becoming very unforgettable lately. So I can't wait to get to sleep" he lick his lips, as he watched Peyton play with her necklaces. She was biting her bottom lip and, turning him on at the same time.
"Um....why are your dreams getting to be unforgettable?" she questioned, she was wondering if he was having the same dreams she was.
Lucas blushed, "they are unlike anything I have ever dream before,"
"What makes then different then your before dreams
"Because, for the past week every night, my dreams have revolved around.........." he paused, as he shifted in his chair. " you" he whispered. He watched, as her face flushed.
Peyton gave him a little smile, and stood up. Promptly, she folded her arms across her chest and replied, "What do we do in those's dreams of your?"
Lucas looked up at her, she was now standing in front of her desk. Secretly begging him to take her now.
"Well." he began, as he stood up. "For one were not talking" he said, as he walked over to her. He stopped right in front of her.
Peyton was throw off by his action. "Wh.....what....are we doing than?' she mumbled.
Lucas slowly places his hands on her hips, her hands drop to her side. "This" he whispered, as his lips captured hers. She was taken completely taken by surprise, his tongue grazed her lips begging entrance into her mouth which. She eagerly accept, his tongue shoots out to meet hers as they deepen their kiss, not able to get enough of each other.
Peyton was feeling suddenly breathless, as they broke the heated kiss
In a husky voice Lucas whispered; " I have been waiting to do that all week." He lifted her up in sat her on her desk. He kissed her again, he then moved his hand to her lap and proceeded to kiss her passionately. His hands strayed to briefly caress the bare flesh of her left thigh, savoring its silky smooth texture, lingering a moment longer there, before moving further up her thighs.
Peyton broke the kiss and, hurriedly cried out:"Lucas, we can't do this"
Lucas seemed momentarily lost for a second. "Why not? we've done it before"
Peyton knew he was right, she knows that last time was wrong. This time was definitely wrong, but damn if felt so good. Lucas lips glaze hers again before, she could say anything. Her hand when to the buttons on his blue shirt.
Lucas pulled back to take his shirt off for her, as he took of his wife beater. Peyton pulled her shirt over her head.
As the blouse was removed, Lucas feasted his hungry eyes on Peyton's breast,He could just make-out her small, perfectly capped nipples through the sheer material of the white lacy bra she wore, with the rise and fall of her chest. Unable to control his primal instincts, he ran his finger tips along her neck, moving it down slowly towards her cleavage. The delicate soft region was warmer, slightly moist to the touch.
Peyton reached back knocking everything off her desk. She took her bra off in threw it behind her. Then laid down, Lucas leaning down and, gently kissed her. Peyton stay still for a second and then, placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down on top of her. Kissing him back a bit harder, her tongue pushed past his damp lips to dance with his thrusting tongue.
His lips moved down to her neck, nibbling on her throbbing pulse. He found her nipple and took hold of the sensitive tip, gently rubber and playing with it between his fingers. Her hands drifted down to his butt and grabbed him, lightly grinding her hips against her, making her intent obvious.
Her skin felt moist and clammy and she could hear the rapid acceleration of her heart beat. An involuntary gasp almost escaped her lips as Lucas suddenly bent over and hungrily took her left breast and nipple in his mouth, sucking noisily on it like it was an ice-cream cone, while he continued to twiddle her right nipple between the fingers of his other hand.
"Oh,god" Peyton moaned, as Lucas moved to her right breast and slowly covered the delicate soft skin around the nipple with warm wet kisses. He watched in fascination as goose bumps broke out on the sensitive skin. Again, he took hold of her now erect nipple in his mouth, covering it with warm wet saliva as he sucked and teased it to full erection, savoring the taste and texture of the soft skin in his mouth.
"Lucas, I need you" she raised her hips, hoping he would get how desperate she was.
"I know, I need you to" he whispered.
Lucas lifted her hips up, removing her skirt. He removed the last piece of clothing then went on kissing each leg, one after the other, her inner thighs smoother, sleeker, and softer than any part of her, his tongue slid down so easily.
She moved her hips up meeting his face half way. His fingers and tongue moving in her expertly, She wailed and squeezed his hair pushing his head in between her thighs even more so. Teasing her so, he twirled his tongue and fingers, making her body shake.
Damn it felt good to be touched and treated that way. She was in a complete daze just reacting to everything he was doing. Body shifting, mouthing screaming, ears deafening at the sound of her own heart beating.
He could still taste her on his lips and in his mouth as he brushed his face along with hers. "I missed you." He cooed in her ears.
He then began to massage around her now moistening pussy, to prepare her for what was to come. "Y-E-S" she yelled,as his mouth meet her pussy for first time.
"I-need…" Her breath shortened as she spread her leg to the comforts of his head.
With both palms on the inside of her thigh he spreads her lug further, skillfully moving his tongue in her the way she liked.
He breathed hard, panting the way she was. He kissed her neck harshly as he felt the rush surging through his body as she hastily unfastened his pants.
"…now…I need…you…now…"
With his pants low enough and capable of doing so, he entered her body. She wrapped her legs around, trapping his movement to a limitation. She bit her bottom lip anticipating his next move. Already he was deep within her and his lips were all over her neck. "Damn, baby you feel so gooooooooooooood"
He captured her lips, entrapping her still as he devoured her mouth. She quickly let go, exhaling and inhaling quickly in the crook of his neck as she buried her mouth, murmuring his name over and over.
They both came and suddenly it was finished.
"OH MY GOD" The two blonde's jumped at the sound of the voice.
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