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She sighed hard and turned over to face him. Her scowl was still there, and she looked like she was trying to melt his face with heat from her eyes.
“So grumpy,” he frowned, his tone playful. He reached up and pushed both sides of her mouth up with his fingers, mimicking a smile.
It took a few seconds, but she finally smirked at him, then collapsed back on the bed.
“Why did you let me drink that much?” she asked quietly.
“Like I could stop you from doing anything,” he replied. “Did you black out?”
“No… I remember… things,” she said unconvincingly. “Did I get crazy?”
“Not any more than normal,” he told her. “Do you remember what happened with Daisy and her boyfriend?”
“Mmmhmm,” she confirmed. “I’m really hoping it’s finally over.”
“That’s what it seemed like,” he said.
She turned over on her side again, looking up at him. She was unkempt and her make-up was slightly smeared, but she was still undeniably beautiful. The fact that she was nude certainly didn’t hurt either.
“You broke your promise, jerk,” she said.
The words were accusatory, but her tone was soft as she looked up at him demurely. She was clearly hung over and in pain, and the idea that she was trying to get him to have sex with her was absolutely ludicrous. Still, he was confident that he recognized what the look she was giving him meant. Her fingers sliding nonchalantly down his chest toward his cock only confirmed it.
“Donna…” he said.
“You owe me…” she protested, but then groaned and lifted her hand back up to her forehead.
“I didn’t break my promise,” he pointed out. “I brought you up to my room and had every intention of fucking your brains out, beautiful, but you were way too drunk. It was all I could do to get you naked and in bed.”
She sighed and turned to frown at him again. “Yeah, but I was naked and in bed then… so…”
“Donna… you were passed out drunk,” he said, frowning back at her.
“You don’t need permission from me, Dex,” she said, and again started to try and appear more enticing. Her hangover was ruthless, though, and she immediately winced.
“Look,” he began. “I’m not the type of guy to have sex with anyone passed out, even someone who I fuck regularly and has given me consent beforehand. You know better.”
“Ugh… fine,” she groaned. “But you still owe me since I can’t even collect on it this morning.”
He chuckled. “In too much pain to fuck me?”
“No, just too much pain to enjoy it,” she countered. “I still want you to fuck me.”
He laughed. Leaning into her, he pulled gently, his hands pressing tenderly into the soft skin of her lower back and causing her to sigh breathlessly. His lips brushed softly against hers and he felt his heart pounding harder and harder in his chest. He opened his eyes again and looked at her, his hand moving up to brush a stray lock of hair from her face.
His eyes strayed down to her face, her freckle-dappled nose causing him to smile as a swell of affection grew within him. He let his eyes wander, moving from them to her cheeks, full and rosy, then to her eyes after. The emerald orbs were boring into him, and he felt strangely comfortable under the unabashed attention she was giving him.
He ran his thumb across her full, pouty lips, moving it to the back of her neck and pulling her gently forward for another kiss. After a soft moan worked its way free from her, he slid back and began to extricate himself from her and the bedsheets.
“Damn,” she said, causing him to turn and look back down at her. “You are ‘handsoming’ hard this morning.”
He laughed and reached down to grab a pillow and throw it at her.
“Why didn’t you get drunk last night?” she asked. “Didn’t you want to let loose a little?”
“I drank a little, but I made a promise to a certain brunette to rail her senseless, so I was trying to stay sober enough to where I could do that.”
“I told you not to fuck my sister,” she said, smirking at him.
“Mmmhmm,” he said, knowing full well that she knew he was talking about her. “I could have too, you were so drunk.”
“Ugh,” she said, turning and sliding from the bed. She took a bit to gain her bearings and steady herself before standing. A chorus of moans and groans accompanied her as she stood and made her way over to where her clothes had been tossed. “I wasn’t that bad, was I?”
“Not until late at night,” he said. “But you were drunk enough to tell me loved me, you lush.”
She turned and looked at him, wide-eyed for a few seconds. “I… I did?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he said with a chuckle. “Be glad that it was just us in here, or people would have really made fun of you.”
She frowned at him, scowling playfully. “Don’t be a jerk.”
“You’re the one that said it,” he pointed out as she stepped up to him.
“Yeah, but as you said, I was drunk,” she replied. “It didn’t mean anything.”
“Did that hangover make you loopy or something?” he asked. “You’re acting strange.”
“Oh, fuck you!” she snapped, and punched him hard in the stomach. “I’m not acting weird. We’re just friends and you’re a jerk for not fucking me when I was sleeping!”
She stomped past him heading for the door as he doubled over clutching his stomach. A few feet before she got there, she stopped and turned. He groaned, finally able to catch his breath as she came back around to face him.
“I’m sorry…” she said. “I just… I wanted to say…”
The door opened then, and Jessie came inside, smiling happily and almost vibrating from excitement she looked so chipper.
“Hi guys!” she said. “How are you two this wonderful morning?”
Donna looked at him briefly, but then turned and grinned at Jessie. He had no idea what the heck was going on with her this morning.
“I’m hungover as hell, and your boyfriend didn’t fuck me last night,” she said, frowning.
“Ugh, that jerk!” Jessie said. “You were all passed out and everything!”
“Right?” Donna said, the two laughing.
“Oh, be nice to my baby,” Jessie said, sneaking in and snuggling up to him. “You know he wouldn’t try and take advantage of you when you’re like that.”
“Don’t I know it,” Donna said, sighing deeply. “I… better go shower,” she said.
“If you give me a second, I’ll totally join you!” Jessie said ebulliently.
Donna waved dismissively and turned, leaving the room.
“Morning baby!” she said, looking up at him.
“Morning,” he said. “How was your night?”
“So much fun!” she said. “I wish I could have spent it with you more, but I still had a blast!”
“Good,” he said with a chuckle. “Did you find a couch to sleep on?”
“Nope!” she said, grinning like a cat. “Your dad came home and happened to find me in his bed!”
Dex turned and looked at her, eager to hear how much flirty torture she’d inflicted on his dad.
“Unfortunately, he didn’t want to fuck me in the butt, or let me jerk him off or anything!”
She frowned animatedly at him after she fell silent. Laughing, he pulled her up to him and sat down on the bed with her in his lap.
“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” he told her. “So… his date went well?”
She nodded and began to detail what she could from what he’d told her.
“Well, that’s great!” he said. “I’ll have to tell him he did good.”
“I just wish I’d been able to get him to let me make him cum,” she said, frowning. “That would have been okay, right?”
“By me, yeah,” Dex confirmed. “But remember, he asked if you’d calm down with trying to seduce him. I mean, it’s not surprising that he got off his date, had a great time, and didn’t want you to jerk him off. You get that, right?”
“Oh, of course I do,” she said, frowning at him. “I’m not an idiot, Dex.”
“I didn’t mean it like that baby,” he said.
She shrugged and leaned in to kiss him again. “I love you.”
He smiled and nuzzled her nose for a moment, then said, “I love you.”
“I’m gonna go get that dirty Donna clean, and then maybe I can make breakfast for anyone still here and up?”
He grinned and nodded. She immediately bounced out of his lap and went to the door of his room. Jack happened to be passing by in that moment, heading for his room.
“Hi Jack!” she said. “Want to cum in my mouth really quick?”
“I’m good Jess,” he said, turning and smirking at Dex.
Dex chuckled and shrugged.
“‘Kay!” she said and skipped her happy way to the bathroom.
“Dude… is she ever like… chill?” Jack asked, pausing in the doorway.
“Rarely,” Dex revealed. “I have no idea where she gets all that damn energy.”
Jack chuckled, giving him a friendly nod of the head before turning and stepping out of the door.
“She’s gonna be making breakfast in a few, if you’re hungry,” he called out.
There was no response from Jack, though, and Dex hastily threw on some clean clothes. He stepped out into the hall but didn’t see anyone. His father’s door was closed as well, so he’d have to check in with him later.
He went downstairs to check on things but stopped off first in the bathroom to relieve himself. Once he was done there, he quickly went through the house to start picking up trash but wasn’t able to find much. He was about to check outside when Daisy came back in holding a bag of trash.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he said as she looked up and saw that she’d been busted.
“Least I could do to say thanks since you let us use your house,” she said. “Well, not the only thing I could do to say thank you, I guess.”
Dex saw her grinning playfully at him, then noticed her tongue slide enticingly from her lips for a moment, sliding along the surface before disappearing again. She was undeniably sexy, even half put together as she was that morning. Her makeup was a mess, as was her hair, but she was substantially more clothed than Donna had been. Not that it mattered, though, he realized as his cock throbbed.
“Here,” he said, reaching for the trash bag in her hand.
She snickered quietly but handed it over.
“You know, I can keep secrets,” Daisy said. “From Donna, I mean, not Jessie.”