Page 10 of Depraved Favors

“Oh god. It’s like you’re going to rip me in half.”

I chuckle. “You like it though, don’t you? You like feeling so full of my cock that I’m going to break your cunt.”

She clenches down on me, and I let out a small grunt. Peyton is so fucking tight, I’m sure my dick has lost all circulation and is simply being held up by her pussy. I rub her swollen bundle of nerves and she jerks once.

“You okay to move?” I ask.

She nods and leans forward to grab onto the seat by my shoulders. I can’t look away as she rides me, building up a pace that has me losing my breath. My hands slide to her waist, holding on limply as she bounces on my cock. I lift my eyes to her hooded stare, and I groan. My fingers twist her hair and I pull her to my mouth. Our kiss is sloppy as I thrust up into her, both of our movements frantic as our releases build.

“Come on, honey. Take my cum. Let me fill up your tight pussy,” I rasp against her lips. Peyton’s face twists in pleasure as her body shakes, her cunt pulsing around me as she comes. Her low drawn-out moan fans across my face and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. I have no choice but to follow her over. My cock jerks inside her, dumping load after load of my cum. I’ve never come so hard, and it just keeps spilling. I feel our mess drip onto my lap as one final clench of her pussy milks the last few drops from my cock.

I squeeze my eyes shut briefly before cupping her face, tucking her hair behind her ear. “How you feel?”

Her smile stops my heart for a second. “Fucking fantastic.”

Laughing softly, I shake my head at her, then point my chin toward the glove box. “Reach over and grab some napkins from there. We need to clean up before we get caught.”

I slip out of her as soon as she climbs back into the passenger seat and I have the sudden urge to bury myself back inside her. I’ve never felt such a profound loss at not being connected to a person, and I’m honestly concerned for a second before I shove the feeling down deep. Peyton grabs handfuls from my stash of fast food napkins and passes some over to me as we clean ourselves up. We right our clothes, and I start my truck again.

“I didn’t think you would do it,” she mutters.

I glance over at her. “What?” A small smile is flirting on her lips.

“Last night when I kind of blackmailed you, I didn’t think you would do it.”

I grasp the steering wheel tighter, not willing to drive anywhere till we have this conversation. “I shouldn’t have.”

Her shoulders slump. “You regret it?”

“No, I just shouldn’t have touched you. You’re so much younger than me, my daughter’s best friend. I should have hesitated, said no or something. But I just… couldn’t. I wanted you too badly.”

“I wouldn’t spread the photos or videos of them.” Her voice is soft as if she’s afraid I won’t believe her. I lean over, squeezing her knee.

“I know.”

Chapter Five

Peyton

Owen feeds me from the diner we parked behind and then drops me back off at the shopping plaza. I turn my phone back on and ignore the tremendous amount of messages piling up. Calling Brit, I walk towards the coffee shop I saw when we drove by.

“Where are you?” she hisses as soon as she picks up. “You just left me. Jacob is blowing up my phone, and I don’t know what to say or where you went.”

I bite down on my tongue to swallow down the first retort because I haven’t given Jacob much thought to be honest, but her bringing him up makes my anger surge.

“I just… had to do something for myself. I’m at the coffee shop. Are you done?”

She’s silent for a moment and then sighs, telling me she’ll be there in twenty. Ordering a small iced mocha, I settle into a single chair along the windows. The town is beautiful as I watch people go about their life, but the excitement of being here is long gone. I’m not sure what I want to do, but I feel lost.

My phone vibrates on the table and I groan, not wanting my small moment of peace to be disturbed, but knowing I’ll have to face the music eventually.

Jacob

WTF

anwser me

PEYTON anwser

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