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They all look at me as I throw my hands up and exhale my frustration.
“You don’t share toothpaste either?” Heath asks, with intense confusion.
Clenching my teeth, I snag the tube from Ford’s hand. “I forgot you’re a tube crusher. Look at this.”
They’re still staring, but the slight shifts in their expressions are to disbelief.
I hold the mangled container up. “You made a mess of it.”
“What does it matter?”
“Tossing my head back, I mutter, “This will never work.”
“That’s what you said before I proved my cock would indeed fit inside of you.” Ford keeps the mood light.
I shake my head. “Does male humor never change?”
“Not really,” James clarifies.
I catch Heath’s eye, but he smirks and shrugs. “It was funny.”
Ford calms himself. “Okay, seriously, why does it matter if we squeeze from the middle or the bottom.”
“Squeeze from the bottom.” Heath chuckles and nudges Ford with his elbow.
Ignoring their silliness, I state the obvious. “It’s prettier when not mangled. It lays in the drawer better. And how will you ever get all of the toothpaste out when it’s gnarled like this?” I squeeze from the bottom of the tube, then press the end against the edge of the counter and re-flatten the empty portion.
My audience is so captive, you’d think I’m doing a striptease. Nodding at his toothpaste-covered finger, I say, “I guess that when you use that much extra toothpaste, you don’t care about getting the most out of your purchase.”
“I never put that much thought into it. I’ll be happy to buy you a new tube.” Ford’s voice has a hint of remorse.
Holding the nearly pristine tube up, I say, “There. It’ll be fine, besides after last night you need extra to clean your dirty mouth.”
I wink then pull the shower curtain back, with my toothbrush still in my hand, and let the warm water cascade over my body. When I’m settled, I set my toothbrush in the shower caddy.
Heath steps in behind me and when I reach for my toothbrush, he assures me. “Don’t worry. I’m not interested in that. I just want to pamper you.”
He squirts shampoo in his palm then works it through my hair, giving an even better head massage than my hairdresser. The erection prodding at my backside is an added bonus.
Ford peeks around the edge of the curtain, the paste still on his finger. “You’re serious? I’ve had my cock in your mouth and my tongue down your throat. Well…my cock went there also because you are an absolute angel. We’ve swapped spit and I’ve come all over you, inside and out, and you’re worried about a toothbrush?”
“A girl’s gotta have her limits. Be glad that seems to be my only one.”
He shakes his head and my eyes fall shut as Heath uses the shower wand to rinse my hair. I’ll never underestimate the gift of pampering again. When he lifts his arm to return the showerhead to the hook, Ford takes it.
“Here.” He sucks the paste from his finger then grabs the showerhead, trails it down my body, pauses on my curls, and turns the spray nozzle to massage mode. My sex tingles. Out of all of the new experiences I’ve had with them, I’m very familiar with this maneuver.
Meanwhile, Ford swishes the toothpaste then spits it down the drain as he lowers the magic wand.
I’m surrendering to Heath’s fingers spreading conditioner through my hair, his steel rod of an erection ready for shower sex, and Ford’s addition, when I catch Ford’s eyes flit to the shower caddy.
Pulling myself from the sexy promise, I grab my toothbrush and cup it to my chest.
Ford shakes his head and deprives me of the massaging spray as he positions the shower head in the cradle and trails a finger back and forth across my breasts. “Come on, Babygirl. Have you ever shared a toothbrush? You might like it.”
I love how playful he is, but this is a hard no for me, no matter that it’s completely illogical. I’m one hundred percent on Team Don’t-Share-The-Toothbrush.
“Nope. My house. My rules.” I tip my head back for Heath to rinse the conditioner out.
