21.
Family Matters
Peyton
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”
Lenley’s agitated voice rips me out of a deep sleep.
“Sorry.” I smile, trying to drag her back down into my arms. “I’m always hard when I wake up, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
She slaps my chest with a giggle but then she shows me her phone. “I woke up because my phone was vibrating. My mom texted me. We overslept, Peyton! She got home about an hour ago and let the private chef in. Everyone is downstairs for fucking family dinner and I’m in still in bed with you, naked and—” She jumps out of bed. “There’s no time for a shower, I’ll have to clean up as fast as I can and get dressed. And you need to go.”
I shoot her a lopsided smile. “Aww, you wound me, Snow! Is that how it is? You use me and then kick me out of your bed?”
And that’s why I like her so much—aside from those perfect tits of course—she runs back to the bed to place a quick kiss on my lips.
“Goofball! Seriously though, Peyton. My mom, Kyle, Darrius and Anna are downstairs sipping on a cocktail right now. I’d invite you to stay, but—”
I smile, following willingly when she pulls me out of bed. “Naw, don’t worry Len. I couldn’t stay anyway. Remember? My dad wants to see me and the guys for a team meeting, so I have to go anyway.”
Even though the idea of staying and rubbing Penn’s face right into me coming downstairs from Lenley’s room is almost attractive enough to make me bail on work.
I step into Lenley’s en suite bathroom and my semi immediately becomes a full hard-on at the sight of her, buck naked, with a foot on the toilet lid as she uses a wet wipe to clean between her legs.
“I’m not super clean, but this will have to do,” she says, discarding the wipes and running in front of the sink to swirl some mouthwash and apply lipgloss and mascara with quick efficiency.
I surround her shoulders with my arms, placing my chin on her shoulders and meeting her eyes in the mirror. “You look perfect. And I like the idea of you still having a little bit of me on your skin while you’re downstairs having dinner with that asshole.”
She turns around in my arms and we’re chest to chest as I press her closer to the sink. “Trust me Peyton, I’d rather stay up here with you. Darrius lately is being a complete asshole to me and Anna is a raging bitch more days than not. You’re still coming back later tonight, right?”
I drag my lips down her neck, wondering if she’d let me bend her over the counter and—“Try to keep me away, Snow.”
“Awesome!” she says, pushing against my chest with both palms. “I can’t wait to see you again, but now you need to get dressed and you need to go. Seriously, Peyton.”
I follow her back into her room, lazily picking up my jeans from the floor as Lenley shimmies into a little black summer dress in a light, floaty fabric; she looks like a fucking dream and I can’t wait to see that dress on the floor later on.
By the time my t-shirt and shoes are back on, Lenley has on a pair of wedge sandals that make her shapely legs look absolutely incredible.
My phone vibrates inside my pocket and I dig it out, noticing several text messages. “Damn, I can’t go off the grid for one afternoon that the fucking world decides to bombard me with texts and missed calls. I swear to God, Channing and J are so needy.”
Lenley giggles with an eyes roll, grabbing my hand and dragging me out of her room as I look for Dad’s message; he was supposed to drop me a pin with the location of tonight’s team meeting.
I open his message as we land on the ground floor, letting Lenley drag me with her by my other hand.
We get into her living room as I open the message with the pin. “This is really weird. What the fu—”
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