Chapter 20

Stepping out of the shower, he dried himself off and wrapped a dry towel around his waist. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Roxie standing by the bed, totally naked.

His eyes moved down her, taking in every inch of her before walking over to her. “Why, Miss Greene, are you trying to seduce me?”

A grin appeared on her face. “Who, me?”

Putting his hands on her arms, he pulled her closer to him. “Yeah you, you beautiful seductive woman,” he said, claiming her mouth.

Her breasts were pressed against his chest. Her hands went up around his neck. With his hands still on her arms, he lowered her down onto the bed.

Tearing off his towel, he climbed over the top of her.

When she went to put her arms around him, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand as his lips began caressing the softness of her neck.

“You seduced me with your body, your amazing breasts, your slender thighs, and that sweet place between your legs that I so enjoy being inside.

“If you want to play games with me, to tease me, then you must pay the price. I will show you what happens when you tempt me.”

She let out a squeal when he clamped his mouth over her breast, his teeth nipping on her erect nipple while his hand moved down.

She felt his hand going between her legs, felt him placing his hand over her. A moan escaped her lips when he started rubbing.

Then she felt one of his fingers going inside and starting to stroke her. By this time, she was squirming, grinding against his finger, and could feel that she was close to an orgasm.

“Dexter,” she called out when her body started convulsing. The orgasm he gave her with his fingers was amazing, but she wanted him inside her.

She loved how he could make her cum with his hand or his mouth, but there was nothing that compared to when he was inside her, the way he moved. There was just nothing better than that.

“What do you want, baby?”

“I want to feel you inside me. I need you so bad,” she said, her heart racing and her core throbbing like crazy.

And the only thing that could satisfy her totally was for him to be inside her, to make her feel like a real woman, one that is loved and desired.

He took hold of his shaft and placed it at her entrance, rubbing it against her. “I should make you suffer for being such a tease.”

Breathing heavily, she smiled up at him, her fingers caressing his shoulders.

“I know you liked what you saw. And not just you. Your little buddy made a tent out of your towel.

“Dexter, give me what I want, what we both want. We both know you can’t stop now,” she said. She moved her hands down his back, and reaching his butt cheeks, she gave them a squeeze.

He knew she was right. There was no way he could stop, nor did he want to, he thought to himself as he entered his full length into her with one thrust.

But he was not done teasing her. He still wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine.

He started moving faster, harder, and just when he knew she was close to cumming, he would slow down, almost stopping.

He could hear her sounds of anguish, heard her muttering under her breath. “Did you say something?” he asked, knowing damn well what she was saying.

“Stop teasing me already and fuck me.”

“Now is that any kind of language for a young lady to use?” he asked, picking up speed, only to slow down again.

“You’re doing this on purpose. Stop being a dickhead.”

“Is my baby getting mad?”

“I know what you’re doing. Well, two can play this game,” she said, pulling his head down to kiss him. Her hands moved slowly down his back and back up again as she ground her hips against him.

She could hear his breathing getting heavier, and she felt his cock pulsating inside of her, so she clamped her muscles around him.

She couldn’t help smiling to herself when she felt how he was responding. He began thrusting faster inside her. He was panting and groaning.

Her eyes closed, their bodies drenched in sweat, and she knew he couldn’t hold off any longer.

She screamed out his name when they both experienced one of the greatest orgasms either one of them had ever felt before.

He moved off of her and put his arm around her, pulling her up close against his body. She rested her head on him, her fingers moving over his chest.

“Dexter, can I ask you something?”

“After what we’ve just done, you can ask me anything you want.”

“When we went out today to go look at that van and I picked up that gum wrapper, you had a strange look on your face. It looked like you were kind of mad at me. Did I do something wrong?”

“It’s not important now,” he said, kissing the top of her head.

“So I did do something wrong. Please tell me the truth.”

He let out a sigh, stroking her arm. “You shouldn’t have picked up the wrapper the way you did.”

“Why? What did I do wrong?”

“When you picked it up and opened it, touching it the way you did, you destroyed any prints that might have been on it.”

She sat up, pulling the sheet up over her chest.

“Oh, I never thought about that. I’m so sorry. If I hadn’t touched it, we might know by now who is after me. No wonder you’re so mad at me,” she said, sniffling.

He sat up and put his arm around her, using his fingers to lift her chin up so that she would have to look at him.

“There’s nothing you can do to make me mad at you. You made a mistake, and I’m not blaming you. Don’t worry. Things are slowly starting to fall into place, and I’ll have it figured out soon.

“I promise you that I will find out who is doing this. No one is ever going to hurt you, not as long as I’m alive. Let’s go take a shower and then go down and get something to eat.”

They headed downstairs to the dining room. They were almost an hour late for dinner, and who did they find sitting there but Claudia, with a big old frown on her face.

“You’re both late for dinner. Your father and I are just about done.”

Roxie looked at her father but didn’t say anything. Then, looking at Claudia, she sat down next to Dexter. “Please feel free to leave if you’re done. You don’t need to stay and keep us company.”

Claudia looked over at Douglas and signaled for him to pour more coffee into her cup.

“I see you are using the library as your personal workspace. Just how long do you plan on having all of that mess in there?”

Roxie didn’t feel like she had to explain anything to her, but she did anyway. “I’ll be using that room until it’s safe for me to go back to the office. Father told me it would be all right.”

Even though Dexter wouldn’t let her go back to the office, she still needed to do her work, so her father told her to go ahead and use the library.

She didn’t know why Claudia was bitching about it, because she never went in there. She probably didn’t even know how to read.

“I’m just saying it’s one hell of a mess in there.”

Thomas reached over and placed his hand over the top of hers. “It’ll be all right darling. It won’t be for long, I’m sure.”

Claudia gave Thomas a big smile. “Hon, let’s go over to the Wilsons and visit with them for a while.”

“Yes, we can do that. I want to talk to George anyway.”

When her father and Claudia left, she and Dexter were alone to enjoy their meal in peace and were able to talk without being interrupted.

“How well do you know this Sandy woman?”

She looked at him, curious as to why he would ask about her.

“Not very well. We just sort of became friends when I started going to the gym. We went out for drinks a couple of times, but that’s about it.”

She looked at him, raising an eyebrow, and a little twinge of jealousy coursed through her body. “Why do you ask? Are you interested in her?”

“Oh, God no.”

“Then what is it?”

“All right, I’m just asking because I was wondering just how good of a friend she is to you, because she made a pass at me. I turned her down. I just wanted you to know that.”

“Why, that bitch,” she cursed out loud.

“If she makes another pass at you, I’m going to rip her hair out by the roots. Why are you smiling like that?” she asked when she saw a big grin appear on his face.

“I see my girl has a possessive and jealous side to her.”

“What’s mine is mine, and I don’t share,” she replied. “I know I can trust you never to hurt or cheat on me. I will only give my heart once, so please don’t break it.”

“I will never break your heart. I love you, and I am a one-woman man. If anyone is going to break somebody’s heart, it will be you breaking mine.”

“I never will,” she said. She got up and went over to him and sat on his lap, putting her arms around his neck. “I never believed in love until I met you.”

She was about to give him a kiss, but was interrupted when Douglas walked in.

“Miss, Mr. Miller is here to see you. Shall I show him into the family room?”

“Yes, please,” she replied. She got off of Dexter’s lap and took his hand, and they headed toward the family room. “I wonder why he’s here.”

“Well, we’re about to find out,” he said, holding on to her hand as they walked into the room.

When they entered the room, Carson got to his feet. On the sofa was a large box.

“Roxie, I have a surprise for you, and I couldn’t wait for you to come to the office, so I brought it to you. I hope you’re going to be very pleased with it.

“I packed it myself and made sure no one tampered with it.”

She went over and lifted the lid. Her eyes grew wide, and a smile lit up her face. “My dress. But how did you manage to make it so quick?”

“I had our team working on it nonstop.”

“Oh my God, it’s so beautiful,” she said, taking it out of the box and turning around to show Dexter. “This is what I wanted to wear the night of the party.”

Putting the dress down, she turned back to Carson and gave him a hug. “Thank you so much. This means so much to me.”

After talking for a few minutes, they decided to go sit outside on the patio. She asked Douglas to bring them out some refreshments.

“You guys go on out. I want to take this upstairs and hang it up. I’ll be right out.”

When they got outside, Carson took off his jacket, saying it was too warm of a night to be wearing one.

Dexter saw he was wearing a short-sleeve shirt, and he noticed a patch on Carson’s arm. “What’s that on your arm?” he asked, pointing to it.

“Oh, this,” he answered, touching it with his hand. “It’s a patch to help me quit smoking.”

“I didn’t know you smoked. Roxie never mentioned it.”

“She doesn’t know. Nobody at the office knows about it. It’s kind of my own dirty little secret.

“I have to tell you though, it’s really hard to quit, and I do find myself sneaking a cigarette every now and then.”

Dexter lifted his glass of iced tea to his lips and took a sip. “Have you ever tried those Nicorette gums?” He sat back, staring at Carson, trying to read his facial expression.

“I tried them a long time ago, but they never worked for me, so I stopped using them.”

“How long ago?”

Carson shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Maybe six months ago. Why do you ask?”

“No reason. Just making small talk.”

He couldn’t help wondering if Carson was telling the truth or not. He was going to wait until Roxie joined them, and then he was going to make an excuse to leave for a few minutes.

He wanted to check out the inside of his vehicle to see if he could find any evidence that Carson was still using the gum.

When she finally returned, he told her he had to make a phone call and would be back shortly.

When he got out to where Carson’s car was parked, he used a special gadget to unlock the driver’s side.

He started going through the glove box, the ashtray, under the seats, and even the visors, and he couldn’t find anything incriminating.

He then searched the back seat and the floor, and then he went around and opened the trunk. Not finding anything, he gave up, frustrated.

There was nothing to point in Carson’s direction, indicating he was the one involved in all of this. The only thing he would be guilty of was the mess he left inside his car.

It was messy with papers and fast-food wrappers lying all over. He went back into the mansion and went through the back door out onto the patio where the two of them were talking shop.

He was glad when Carson finally said he was leaving. He still wasn’t sure if he was the one trying to hurt her or not.