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"Are we having sex?" she suddenly asked, startling the hell out of hih to lare down at the wo to drive hi sex?" he deo that Tinkerbelle on Benadryl was incapable of having a rational discussion
She squished up her face in thought before she shrugged and admitted, "I’ve never been able to tell"
He should just close his eyes, drop his head back on her stoht to keep her pinned to the couch and out of trouble, but instead he found hi sex?"
"Jerry was really tiny," she said with a shrug like it was no big deal "I couldn’t feel anything"
For a , but she didn’t seem to have that problem Nope, not Tinkerbelle
"I don’t think he knehat he was doing either," she said, scrunching her face up in thought before she admitted, "Granted, he was the only one that I’d ever been with, but I don’t think sex is supposed to be boring I’," she said soa vindictive ex-girlfriend, eager to trash her ex
"I…," he started to say, but his words trailed off as his s that he would love to do to Tinkerbelle and she would da that he did to her
"I don’t think he kne to use his fingers or tongue either, because-"
"Goodnight, Tinkerbelle," he said, dropping his head back on her sto his eyes shut as he prayed that she did just that, because he honestly didn’t think that his iht, not with her lying beneath hi to show her just how good sex could be
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2:30 AM
"No, I don’t want anyuest mumbled with a cute little whine as she tried to roll over on the couch and-
"Ow!" she muttered with a little whiet up and clih
"Let’s go," he said to the drugged-out woo back to sleep on his floor even as he counted his blessings that she was sleeping
"Comfy," she mumbled with a little pout as he leaned over and scooped her up
"The couch is ently explained as he placed her back on the couch and quickly tucked her in
Once she was tucked in, he picked up the small cup of medicine that he’d placed on the coffee table and held it to her lips "I need you to drink this," he said softly, giving her a little shake when she started to drift off again
"You drink it," shethe cup away "I don’t want it"
"I don’t need it," he pointed out as he gently pushed a few strands of her beautiful blonde hair out of the way only to get his hand slapped away in the process
"Neither do I," she argued
He sighed heavily as he crouched down next to the couch "The hives are starting to coued even as she reached up and scratched the hives spreading across her neck
Too exhausted to argue, he pinched her nose When she opened her asp for air, he poured the medicine in her mouth He released her nose and covered her mouth with his hand until he was sure that she’d sed every last drop