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said everything is okay , so you can relax on that.”
    “I suppose the hot tub is out if we’re hiding from the press,” he whispered.
    Thea laughed openly with him as they invented headlines for the news stories that would come from pictures of them naked in the bath under the stars.
    “How about, ‘Unstable Heiress and Long-Lost Love, Naked Under the Stars.’”
    “Or, better yet, ‘Drugged Heiress Loses Her Morals In the Night.’”
    “Or more likely, ‘Lloyd D odges the B ulle t from A ddict H eiress.’” Dex pulled her to him.
    “He’ll smear us to make himself look better, Dex. Anything he can find or remember to blackmail us , he’ll use.”
    “And he’ll probably make up some stuff too.” Dex pulled back and gently took her head in his hands, holding her to look directly at him. “We know what’s the truth. He can’t hurt us anymore. We’re together again.”
    “I hope you’re right, Dex.”
    “Neither of us has done anything wrong. Except maybe let Lloyd have a little too much rope. Now we just have to figure out how to get him to hang himself.”
    Thea choked back a laugh at the image his words created, which brought them both back to laughing. Another quick telephone call informed them that a team of security men from the company would arrive within the hour to make sure they weren’t bothered. There would also be a car waiting to bring them to the office tomorrow. Until then, if possible, they should relock out the world and get to know each other again.
    Dex hung up and relayed the message to Thea. She seemed to think about their situation for a while before going around the house and checking windows and locks. Each shade was drawn against the possibility of intrusive eyes. When she was satisfied they were shut in, the house took on a den - like feel. With the glass wall ’s curtains clos ed , the midafternoon sun was shut out, leaving her lighting candles all around the room. When she was satisfied with her work, she walked to him, her hand extended.
    Dex tried to pull back the yawn he was enjoying and the stretch of his tight upper - arm muscles. He was exhausted , and his mind was hazy.
    “Do you think there were any reporters or photographers outside this morning when we were…getting reacquainted?” Thea sounded anxious.
    “If there were, they sure got a show.” Dex tried to tease her out of her angst. “Besides , if they print any of them, we’ll sue for invasion of privacy.”
    “But they’ll still be out there,” Thea reminded him.
    “Good, they’ll make Lloyd realize what he’s truly missing.”
    “And will never have,” she added, tugging him close to her.

    “Come with me, Dex. A few minutes in the steam shower and I’ll grant you mercy with a quick nap. Then you’re mine, got it?”
    Taking her outstretched hand, he told her he understood.
    In the confines of the small enclosure, Thea dropped to her knees before Dexter, swallowing his cock. She made repeated passes using her lips and tongue with different pressures, eventually adding her teeth to scrape along his underside on an outward pull. She held his hips, shifting him to her liking. She could feel his thighs start to quake from her attention. She sat back on her heels, watching him through the steam. God, he was so handsome. Thea continued to stroke his cock with her hand.
    “How do you want to come, Dex? In me, on me, or do you want me to swallow your cum?” She kept licking at his hardened length when she spoke, as if to punctuate her question.
    “I’ve dreamt about licking my cum from your tits,” he told her and let his head drop back against the wall.
    Her hand moved quicker against his cock, and she pumped him until he came on her breasts. Dex was quick to reach down and help her up, pushing her flat against the wall. Immediately his hands squeezed her breasts while his lips and mouth licked her clean, pausing to bite her nipples until they were hard and puckered. Thea was exhausted from