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What is it about this girl?

Reaching toward the bedside table, I grab my phone to check the time. It’s two in the afternoon. Not bad, considering we were up until almost six in the morning having sex. My mouth breaks into a smile at the memory. This Lexi chick is a good time and a great birthday gift—that’s for sure.

I move her blond hair to the side and kiss her bare shoulder.

“Hmm,” she grumbles, wiggling her back against my chest.

I kiss her neck, and she sighs. “It’s early.”

“It’s two in the afternoon,” I say.

“It’s all relative. We went to bed late, so it’s still early.”

“We got a good eight hours of sleep, and I’m hungry. Come on, let’s go shower and then get some food.”

“Fine,” she grumbles.

I leave her in bed and enter my en suite bathroom. Turning on the light, I grab my toothbrush and load it up with toothpaste. Nothing is worse than morning breath after a night of drinking.

Lexi stumbles into the bathroom, a frown on her face. Her eyes are puffy, and her mascara smeared. Yet she’s still insanely gorgeous. I open the drawer under the sink and pull out a new toothbrush.

“Here you go.” I hold it out for Lexi.

Her arms are crossed over her bare chest. She looks down and then back up to the toothbrush. “Babe, you know I’ve seen everything.” I chuckle.

“I know, but it feels different in the light.” She finally uncrosses her arms and takes the toothbrush from me.

“You look just as hot in the light,” I say.

She makes a point to eye my naked ass. “Yeah, you do, too.” She grins.

I turn the shower on to let it get hot and finish brushing my teeth. Lexi leans against the granite countertop while she brushes hers. I set my toothbrush in the ceramic cup and lean in to kiss Lexi on the forehead. “See you in there,” I say before stepping into the shower.

The hot water feels good as it pounds against my tired muscles.

A moment later, Lexi steps in. She hugs her body up against mine, and I turn so the hot spray covers her. She leans her head back, soaking her long hair, and sighs. The vocalization leaving her mouth gets me all sorts of horny again. She takes the body wash and squeezes it onto the loofah, soaping it up with her hand before she starts dragging it across my skin.

“Are you always like that?” she asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Like, so…giving in bed, toward the woman?”

“You mean the stuff I did to make you feel good?”

“Exactly.” She nods.

I squirt some shampoo onto her head and start massaging her scalp. “I’d like to think that I always please the woman I’m with. That’s always the goal, at least.”

“Do you have a thing against blow jobs?” she questions.

“No.” I laugh. “Why would you say that?”

“Because when we first got here, I was going to give you one, and you stopped me.”

I think back to last night and how I pulled her up from her knees. It’s true, normally I wouldn’t have stopped a girl from giving me head. But I had this intense need to please Lexi.

“For the record, you can give me a blow job any day. I guess I just really wanted to move things to the bedroom last night.”

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