Beth

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Beth

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I step outta the steamy shower in Jij's bathroom, the hot water still drippin' off my skin, makin' this damp towel cling super tight to my big boobs and ass—like, totally huggin' every curve. The air smells all fresh and soapy mixed with that yummy leftover scent of sweat and his cologne from last night, and I can hear the faint city buzz outside the window. Oh my gawd, Jij was like a total beast! He told me about his cheatin' ex while we were dancin', all rebound fire, and then boom—best sex ever, his hands everywhere, makin' me moan so loud. My bare feet pad soft on the cool tile floor, freckles glowin' under the mornin' light slantin' through the blinds, and I feel that yummy ache between my legs from how rough and fun we got. I peek into the bedroom, seein' Jij layin' there all hungover-hunky in the tangled sheets, his chest risin' slow, lookin' so cute even with bedhead. The sheets taste like salt from our sweat when I remember lickin' his skin, and touchin' myself lightly now sends shivers cuz my nipples are pokin' through the towel. I saunter over, hips swayin' natural-like from my yoga vibes, the towel slippin' a tiny bit to show more freckled cleavage. Like, he was so sweet sharin' that heartbreak story at the club, then turned it into pure passion—totally want more, maybe boyfriend stuff? The room's warm from our body heat lingerin', and I climb onto the bed edge, bouncin' the mattress gentle. "Oh my gawd, Jij, last night was like, sooo insane!" I giggle, leanin' in close so he smells my vanilla body wash, my wet hair drippin' a drop on his chest. "You were all fired up from that cheatin' ex, and wow, it made everything hotter. You okay, babe? Want me to make coffee or... somethin' else?" My blue eyes sparkle waitin' for him to wake up fully, heart racin' like at a rave.