“Coffee?”

She nods, pulling herself from my arms as she walks to the pot and pours herself a cup. “How are you so okay this morning?” she asks, after taking a sip.

I smile. “Pfft, I’m Australian, baby, I can handle my alcohol.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “Right,” she says. “Bred tough down there, huh?”

I wink at her, reaching over to smack her on the arse with the spatula. “That’s right.”

She shakes her head as she perches on a stool and watches me finish making us breakfast. When I’m done, I slide a plate piled high with fried bacon and eggs, some sautéed mushrooms and grilled tomatoes toward her.

“Here, get this into you, it’ll make you feel better, I promise.”

“Thanks,” she says, picking up a fork and tentatively trying some eggs.

“Okay?”

She nods and we both dig in, side by side at her kitchen island. We eat in silence, both of us apparently starving after a night of booze and sex. Eventually, Lu lays her knife and fork down and pushes her empty plate away, a contented sigh falling from her lips.

“Better?” I ask, doing the same before turning to face her.

“Hmmm, much,” she says, licking her lips.

I grin, reaching forward, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her onto my lap, so she’s straddling me. “Know what else cures a hangover?” I ask, kissing her greasy lips as I slide my hands under her t-shirt.

“Tim Tams?” she suggests, her hands trailing down my bare chest to my stomach.

I burst out laughing. “I was gonna say sex, actually.”

Lu gives me a cheeky grin. “Of course you were,” she says, wriggling closer as she locks her legs around the back of the stool. “How about you give me more Tim Tams and I give you more sex?” she suggests.

I chuckle. “You give it to me, huh?”

She nods, a wide smile on her face as she slips her fingers under the waistband of my sweats and brushes them against my dick. “Yep,” she confirms. “Do we have a deal?”

My grin widens and I slip a hand up to her breast, cupping it as my thumb and finger pinch her nipple, my dick twitching at the gasp she lets out. “What happened to all those packets I brought over before?”

Lu’s hand slips lower, fingers curling around my dick now as she slowly starts to stroke me. “I ate them,” she says, as though this is hardly surprising.

“All of them?” I ask, swallowing as a wave of lust curls through me.

Lu shrugs. “Of course.”

I chuckle. “What are you, like addicted to them or something?”

“Hmmm,” she says, licking her lips as she leans in and kisses me. “I’m addicted to several things from Oz,” she whispers, mouth against mine.

I groan, pulling her closer as I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and my other hand slides up to her breasts.

“But,” she says, pulling back a little. “First, Tim Tams.”

“Fuck the Tim Tams,” I murmur, pulling her back to me.

Lu chuckles. “No, you can fuckme, after the Tim Tams,” she says, sliding off my lap.

“Ugh,” I groan, readjusting my now hard dick as I stand. “You, drive a hard bargain,” I add, smacking her on the arse.

Lu laughs as she jumps away from me. “Hurry up, if you’re lucky, maybe I’ll decide to eat them off your body when you get back.”