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said, nodding to the cup.
    “Two tablespoons of creamer. It’s in the door of the refrigerator.” She stepped closer to him. “Jaz, I am so sorry I fell back asleep. I didn’t mean to. I just… I’m surprised you’re still here.”
    He set the cup down on the nightstand and took the towel from her fisted hands.
    He stood, dragging the soft fluffiness across her body, drying her skin, turning her on, making her feel more special than she probably deserved at the moment.
    “Don’t worry about it. You were tired. How long had you been up?”
    “By the time we got into bed this morning, close to twenty-four hours.”
    “Yeah, no wonder you were so beat. Anyone would be without all the extracurricular activities we were busy with.” He punctuated his words with a kiss to her neck, leading to more kisses down her spine until he was kneeling behind her, drying her legs and feet. He slid the towel up the backs of her thighs. “Bend over and spread your legs.”
    “Jaz…”
    “Go on. Bend over and open your legs. Let me in.”
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    She did as he said and then his mouth was there, licking up the inside of her thighs, teasing her by not touching her pussy. Her hands fisted in the sheet when that wicked tongue drove up inside her, slid out and tickled her clit, only to dive back inside. Back and forth between her clit and the entrance to her body he ate at her, sucked at the juices he inspired, and gave her the most exquisite, quick-to-flare-up orgasm she’d ever had.
    With him, she was learning it didn’t take much. All he had to do was touch her, speak to her, hell, even just look at her and she was more than halfway ready to come.
    He laved the tingling button of her clit until she stopped quivering and sank to her knees. He pulled her back against him and simply held her for a few minutes.
    “I went and got your car from Katz.”
    “You did? When?”
    “While you were sleeping. I left you a note in the kitchen next to the coffeepot in case you woke up while I was gone. I didn’t want you to think I’d left without intending to come back.”
    “How did you know where to find the keys?”
    “I saw you hang them up this morning.”
    “Thank you. I appreciate it.” She tilted her head up and looked in his face. “So you know what I drive now.”
    “I do. Man, she’s a sweet car. I haven’t seen one like her in such great condition in ages.”
    “My brothers did a fantastic job. My grandmother used to have one and when I saw this one, I bought it and my brothers fixed it up for me. It was my birthday present a few years ago.”
    “You seem to get big-ticket items for your birthday.”
    She lifted an eyebrow in query. “Are you a big-ticket item?”
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    “Have you failed to notice just how big I am? And no, I’m not talking about my dick, though it’s nothing small either.”
    He tweaked her nose and then kissed the tip. The gesture was affectionate, sweet, tender, and it made her chest ache.
    “Come on, get up, lazy bones.”
    “But I like it right here.”
    “Tough. I need to put some lotion on your tat.”
    She sighed and used the edge of the mattress to pull herself up. “I need to wash my hair anyway.”
    “Where? Weren’t you just in the shower?”
    “Yes, but I didn’t think I was supposed to get the tattoo wet. I figured I’d wash it in the kitchen sink.”
    “Okay then. Let’s go wash your hair.”
    “You don’t have to help.”
    “Oh I know, but maybe I’d like to.” He got down in her face until they were nose to nose. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I really like touching you and I’ll use any excuse I have to.”
    “Oh.”
    “Yeah. Oh.”
    “Okay, well, let me get dressed and you can help me wash my hair.”
    “You can do it naked.”
    “You’re not naked.”
    “I’m not washing my hair.”
    “Perv.” Mandi laughed, completely at ease with her nudity, his being fully clothed, and their light, teasing banter. There was no gonna fall