Aren't we Cozy.....Peyton tag Isaac

[Peyton Saunders]

Now a temper should scare Peyton. The way Isaac got so heated, and pushed her dad against the wall. She should be scared, cowering in a corner worried isaac would do something bad. Not Peyton. If anything the way he was being so passionate and standing up to her father was a major turn on. Besides she knew Isaac would never, ever hurt her. He was right when he said they are both hot headed. This was not the first time tempers had led some where.

Todd was speechless, he just stumbled out the door and down the stairs. He still had business to attend to. You would think finding your daughter in bed with the enemies son, would be enough to make Todd go pass out in his bed, but no...Todd was too obsessed with business and still was determined to go on conducting business.

"Sounds like he went back to his car." The one with the driver of course, cause Todd would never drive himself. "So I guess he is still leaving this weekend." Peyton looked up at Isaac. "So we should..." But Peyton was stopped. He was leaving. Isaac wanted to leave her after what just happened. Oh no...hell no. Not after everything he just said and did for her. He could have run away scared when her dad threatened, but no. Isaac stood up for himself, for her, for them.

"I don't think so...you are not going anywhere. Not after that." Peyton said looking at Isaac. "Don't go. Stay with me." Her voice was almost pleading, on the verge of begging. She did not care if he was still angry with her father, Peyton knew the best way to put that anger to use. She was still angry, might as well be angry together. You would think that scene with the father would make both of them stop, but no. Thats not how Peyton or Isaac were.

Instead peyton dropped the robe and stepped up to Isaac, "Don't go." She said again lacing her fingers in his hair looking him right in the eyes and kissing him hard, "Don't go." She repeated as she kissed him again bringing her body against his. "Forget slow." her voice was filled with lust and of course another emotion she was to scared to admit. She began to pull him with her to the bed.

[Isaac Norton]

Isaac was shaking when he picked his trousers up and as he was about to move to the door, something in Peyton's voice held him back. He turned to face Peyton and the look on her face made his heart clench. It was an amalgamation of confusing emotions, ones he was certain of and ones he wasn't. When she dropped her robe, Isaac's hand laxed and almost dropped his clothes.

Her fingers in his hair made him blink and moan slightly. It felt so good. The hard, angry kiss made him drop his clothes on the floor to pull Peyton close against him. He was tempted to just pick his girl off the floor, lock her legs around his waist and slam her not so gently against the wall before devouring her until she could no longer move. But her pulling him to bed wasn't as bad. He needed her now more than ever.

Once they were near the bed, Isaac roughly pushed Peyton down before picking her up again only to push her further up the bed. Careful not to let her head hit the dashboard, Isaac gently placed a hand on the back of Peyton's head before climbing on top of her. He eased his full weight on top of her before biting softly on the skin of her neck. "You'll be the death of me one day, Becs." Isaac growled against her skin. His hand slipped under her body and unhooked her bra within seconds, pulling it off her, loving the feel of skin on skin.

As his hands were trapped under their bodies, he slipped it down her back until he could feel the hemline of her lace underwear. He wanted to rip it to shreds and normally he would ask permission. This time, it wasn't going to be the case. Pulling it off, he put his full weight on top of her, knowing she could handle it. He looked into her eyes and smirked. "You damn well know that slow is nowhere near the postal code of my vocabulary." He moved his head down and covered her lips with his.

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[Peyton Saunders]

For a brief moment Peyton hesitated thinking Isaac would leavve her in her most vulnerable moment. Peyton was on the verge of begging him to stay. She just did not want him to walk out that door. Peyton thought he would. Isaac surprised her once again when he turned back. He didn't leave and that just made her desire him even more. "But you will at least die with a smile." She purred as things started to get heated.

Peyton gladly laid beneath Isaac supporting his weight as she wrapped her arms around his body, running her fingers over all the exposed skin. Her need for this man scared the crap out of her. Never had she wanted someone so badly or so much in her life. In this moment Isaac was all she needed. No games, nothing, just Isaac. That realization hit her hard, but she had no time to process it.

Things began to get heavier as she felt his hands roaming her body, "I don't even know what slow means right now. Just do it." It seemed to be the only encouragment he needed. Peyton was sure now that she probably loved this man. Isaac was her equal and those kinds of people were hard to find. Peyton was lucky.

It was as if Isaac could read her mind and knew just what she wanted. He didn't leave and Peyton planned to show her appreciation over and over again. But right now, this moment was one of desire and passion. Peyton loved moments like this. Of course she kept those thoughts to herself. She did not want to scare Isaac, but Peyton Saunders had found her one and only and he was as sick and twisted as she was, "We need to talk about a new victim...after we..." her voice trailed off as things grew more intense.

FTB...wrapped