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I looked back up to her face and noticed her tongue licking her perfect, pink lips.
Christ.
“You’re a pig. Keep your eyes, and your hands to yourself. Now, wash your face.”
She definitely acted ticked off at me—but I noticed things Lexi might not.
Like, her nipples hardening underneath the thin, pink fabric of her yoga bra.
And how her chest rose and fell more quickly, now.
I especially noticed the way her lips parted when she stared at my lips.
“Why do I have to wash my face?” I asked and stepped in front of the sink. Mostly because if Lexi said it’s what I had to do—I probably had to do it.
“Good grief, just do it,” she muttered and held out a bottle to me.
I frowned at it. “Cleanser?”
“Ohmygosh.” Lexi pulled my hand, then turned it over, palm up. Then she squirted some of the foamy liquid into it. “Rub it into your face in a circular motion.”
My frown grew deeper. “What?”
Her eyes shut, then opened again in frustration. “Sit,” she ordered. Her hand grabbed onto my arm and goose bumps started forming.
I missed her touch so much.
I sat down on the edge of the tub. Lexi stood in front of me—and it was all I could do to keep my hands off her.
I clutched the tub with my free hand and tried to remember why it would be an awful idea to touch her beautiful, soft body—but, I couldn’t come up with anything.
She dipped a couple of fingers into the foamy crap in my hand, then started rubbing it into my cheeks.
She kept dipping her fingers into my palm, then gently massaging the crap into my skin.
It smelled good—like fresh apricots. The best part of this process was absolutely the fact that Lexi was touching me. The second best part was having her gorgeous tits directly at my eye level.
My mouth salivated and my cock began to more than take notice. If a fire alarm went off right now—I’d be in some awkward trouble.
“Stop looking at my boobs, sheesh,” Lexi said and I peered up at her.
“They’re great boobs, Lex. Hard not to look,” I told her the truth.
“Try harder.”
“Nah, I’m good.” Then I went back to exactly what I’d been doing.
“Crap, it’s getting into your hair,” Lexi said in an irritated voice, “hold on a second.”
She turned around and headed to the vanity. After opening a few drawers, she pulled out a colorfully flowered headband.
When she walked back to me—still carrying it—I leaned back—too far. “What are you—whoa—”
To which I promptly fell backward inside the tub. “Ouch,” I said to the jarring movement of landing directly on my ass. I also hit my back against the far edge of the tub.
“Oh, no,” Lexi said, her face changing completely as she hurried to my rescue. “Are you okay?” she asked with such concern it made my heart all mushy.
I was fine.
