Chapter Seven
Maya walked to the address Riley had given her, not surprised to find Dex and Anson’s home in much better shape than her own and in a good neighborhood. Like hers, the neighborhood was eclectic. Nice houses sat near crappy ones, but it made for an interesting community.
She walked up the stairs of his porch and knocked. “Dex?”
Nothing. She raised her hand to knock again, then stopped. If he could just walk into her place, surely she could do the same. She turned the knob, and to her pleasant surprise, it opened.
With a grin, she let herself inside and locked it behind her. A moment of silence convinced her he wasn’t at home, until she stepped deeper into the house and heard the faint sound of a shower.
She glanced at a clock on the wall. Twelve in the afternoon and he was taking a shower? Whatever.
His place was only slightly less messy than hers. A few magazines, some beer bottles and dishes had been scattered across several tables. A thin layer of dust covered most of the wooden furniture. But the rest of the place seemed nice. Not exactly a bachelor pad where one’s feet stuck to the floor. Still, it didn’t have any personality beyond the small clutter. The man needed some color, or at least a few photographs or pictures. Ironic that such an ace photographer had nothing on his own walls.
She followed the sound of the shower up the stairs and down a hallway, passing two doors. Maya had no right letting herself into his home and invading his privacy, but God love her, she couldn’t deny herself the possible sight of Dex covered in nothing but soap and water.
She knocked on the bathroom door as she opened it. “Hey, Dex. It’s me.”
“Shit,” came from behind the striped shower curtain. “I’m in the shower.”
“Duh.”
“Privacy?”
“Yeah, you’d think you’d have some, in the shower and all.” She chuckled. “Guess you’re right about leaving your front door unlocked. I mean, justanyonecan come walking into your home. Or your bathroom.” She took a step closer to the large stall.
“Don’t even think of opening the curtain,” he warned.
“What was that? Open the curtain? Your shower is awfully loud.” She toed off her boots and tore off her clothes, naked in seconds.
“Maya?”
She stepped inside the stall. His body blocked the water, giving her an up-close look at six feet four inches of wet, muscular Dexter Black.
“Oh man. Not naked.” He reached for her, only to be held at bay by Maya’s hand.
“Nope. You owe me for being such a bad liar.” She let him look his fill, saw the way he tensed. There was no mistaking the erection pointed in her direction either.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh?” She spread her legs and dragged a hand over her body, cupping her breasts, teasing her pussy, her thighs. “So how’s that water leak treating you?”
“Hmm.” He took a step closer.
“Next time clue your cousin in to your lies or you’ll give yourself away.”
“Cousin. Sure.” He moved to kiss her, but she planted a hand on his chest again.
“Uh-uh. You owe me.” She tugged his shoulder, urging him to kneel. Smart guy that he was, he didn’t fight her. He knelt and ran his hands over her legs, her ass, her hips…
“Spread for me,” he ordered.
His blatant desire only aroused her more. She widened her stance, and he kissed her right there, between her legs. His tongue stroked her toward orgasm, his intensity and focus on consuming her more than she could handle. The water continued to rain over his back, and she cupped his wet hair, perilously close to coming.
He thrust a thick finger inside her and sucked harder, and she came embarrassingly fast. But Dex wouldn’t stop. He moaned her name against her flesh, continuing to lick and pump his finger. Then he added another before withdrawing them, and she thought she was done.
Breathing hard, her hands still clenched in his hair, her knees trembling, she watched him with an affection that was growing into something more. Something dangerous, unstable and real. Something that refused to go away. With every kiss, he dug deeper under her emotional shields, and she didn’t know what to do about it.
“You are fucking beautiful when you come,” he said. “I could eat you all the time. So sweet.” He stood, and she thought he meant to kiss her. Instead, he turned her to face the wall while the hot water hit her side. The added stimulation made her shudder.
