Chapter 8

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I roll over to Jimmy, asleep with the sun on his face. He shimmers under any light that shines his way. He's just naturally glistens. "Pssstt!" I say close to his ear. Nothing. "PPPSSSSSTTTT!" I watch my spit land on his face.

"Mmm, yes thank you. I don't need to shower now.." Half a smile makes it's way on his face. "What time is it?"

I look at the clock on his nightstand. "9." I kiss his cheek.

"Mmm.. Baby.." His hand pushes my head back down. "Go back to bed.."

"But I can't! I'm spat on you, I'm awake!" I laugh.

His laughter rises my head up. "Wrong head though, baby."

What? Wrong.. Oh! "Yeah?" I creep my hand down to his boxer brief.

"Mhmm.." He kisses me.

"I apologize, baby." I slip my hand under through one of the leg holes and grab him.

"Mmmm.." Jimmy moans. "Not now though, Penn." Ugh, his morning voice.

I slowly stroke him. "Are you going to stop me?" My lips lock on his jaw.

"Nope.. Do whatever you please." Oh I will!

"Then you do want it."

"Yeah." He laughs as he grows hard. "You go too slow.."

I sit up and yank his bottoms off. "I'll be faster from now on.." I smirk at him as I go down. Moans come from above as I lick around. Tongue gets him every time.

"Spencer.." His hand holds my hair. "God how I love you, baby." His finger tickles behind my ear as I bob up and down quickly. He quickly cums and I swallow before I'm lifted up. "Having fun?" His fingers twirl my tank top straps around.

I smile at him. "Mhmm. Breakfast was good, baby." I kiss him. "Thank you."

"It was on me."

"In.. It was in you." I wink.

"Well yeah.. If you wanna be technical." He smiles. "Can I return the favor?" He asks slipping my tank top off.

I finish shimmying out of it. "No.."

"But why?" My bra unhooks and falls down my arms and lands on Jimmy's chest. "I'm hungry too, baby doll."

"You're just Penn hungry, baby."

He nods. "Mhmm, I am." He smiles. "But if I start, I can finish?" His hand slips under his boxers I wore to bed last night.

"If you want. I can't really stop you if you're hungry.."

"No you can't.. Unless you didn't want it, then I'd stop. But you kinda seem you want it."

I bite my lip and nod. "I do.." I whine once he undresses me.

"Yeah?" I feel his tip waiting to enter.

"Mhmm.." I whimper once he's in. "Uh.. Baby.." I sit up and hold my hair.

My hip gets held by his returning hand that was under me. "Wanna lay down?"

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