Chapter 23

"Honestly, Jess?" I said. "I can’t remember. And that’s a problem. We need to prioritize it."

"I agree," she said, stretching her arms and legs and letting out a long, satisfied yawn. "Let’s not go anywhere. Let’s sit by the pool and get high and drink and see how many times we can make each other cum."

"That sounds fantastic," I called from the bathroom as I peed.

"Do you want to have breakfast or just smoke some weed?" Jess asked, appearing in the doorway. The morning sunlight captured her nude body perfectly. Shining between the gap in her thighs, it made her vagina look like a prime source of energy. Her hair looked like tousles of corn silk.

"You are so fucking beautiful," I said. "Let’s smoke some weed. And no clothes today. None. God, I want you so badly right now."

"I’ve never turned you down, stud," she said.

"You did one time," I said. &qu