His fingers caressed her hips, tracing the line of her panties. Some part of her brain wished she hadn’t thrown out all her g-strings. Another part of her brain told her that Finn didn’t seem to care. And then her brain stopped thinking altogether as his fingers slipped down between her legs to cup her silk-covered mound. She made a weird groaning sound and couldn’t help but rock her pelvis into his hand. That seemed to jumpstart her brain. She needed to be naked. She needed him naked. Her hands found his buttons and she fumbled with them, rushing to get them open, not caring if she ripped the buttons off in the process. Finn lifted his head and his hands cupped her face, and kissed her, stilling her. Then he stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head. Her eyes ate him up greedily and then she was pressing her naked, needy breasts against his chest. She rubbed against him like a cat, the few wiry hairs on his chest rubbing against her nipples deliciously. “On

He spread the folds of her sex and she tilted her hips up, begging for him to touch her. He opened his mouth on her, sucking her hard clit into his mouth. She moaned and he grinned. He loved the sounds she made. He tongued her, French kissing her pussy. He loved the taste of her. It exploded across his tongue and he closed his eyes to savour it. Her legs wrapped around his head, her thighs pressing him closer. She rocked into his face, demanding more from him. Finn grabbed her legs and spread them wide, opening her up to him. He slid a finger inside her as he continued to suckle her clit and then added a second one. She was so wet and warm and tight and it felt so good as her muscles squeezed his fingers. His cock hardened, wanting to be in the party, but the little fucker would have to wait. He wanted Peyton to come all over his face first and then he would fill her up, ramming his cock into her until he was balls deep. He curled his fingers inside her, dragging them a

The Third DateThey say that things happen in threes - good and bad.If you’ve made it to the third date, then congratulations! Take a moment to pat yourself on the back. You’ve run the gauntlet of the first date nerves and then managed to get through a one-on-one date without screwing up. You should be proud of yourself and take a moment to bask in the glory.Okay then, moving on.The game changes now. The third date is the go/no-go date. If you get past this date then you are looking at exclusivity and ‘The Conversation.’ Up until this point you have been circling one another, but now is the moment when you decide whether or not you are all in.There are some questions you need to ask yourself. Is this the woman you can see spending a good majority of your time, money, and resources on? Those little habits that you think are cute now, will they in fact become so annoying that you want to stab yourself in the eye? Is this a woman you would bring home to meet your mother? Are you prep

Peyton walked into the coffee shop, her mind on Finn. He hadn’t called her. He’d left in the middle of the night Saturday and she hadn’t heard from him since. It was now Wednesday. Should she call him? No, he said he would call her. But they hadn’t gone this long without at least a text since they had started dating. Maybe she should call him. “Whoa, careful there Peyton.” Peyton blinked in surprise to see Clark - um Daniel - standing in front of her, his coffee held aloft. “Oh god, I am so sorry,” she said. “My mind was somewhere else completely.” “Hey, that’s okay,” he said with a grin. “At least I didn’t spill it this time.” Peyton wanted to cover her face in embarrassment. How many times could you run into a guy and spill his coffee? Maybe the universe was trying to tell her something. “Are you okay?” Daniel asked. “You look a little…” “Neurotic?” Peyton said, trying for levity. “Worried,” he said with a kind smile. “Do you need to talk?”

Maybe she should take Daniel’s advice and read that blog. She was kind of pissed at them for spreading the drunk video of her, but if this In Like Finn guy could help her understand a man’s perspective, then wouldn’t that be good for her in the long run? Her whole issue with Dale had been her need to control where the relationship was going. When Dale hadn’t progressed to the next step in her plan in an appropriate amount of time, she had engineered a way for him to. Manipulated him. She wasn’t too proud to admit it, nor was she too proud to admit she had been in the wrong. When Dale hadn’t followed her carefully laid plans, she should have taken it as a hint that they weren’t on the same page. That he just wasn’t into her. Instead, she had course corrected so that for all intents and purposes it looked and felt like they were headed in the same direction. Maybe if she had understood men better, she wouldn’t have pushed so hard and that dreadful video wouldn’t have happened.