Part 13:

They were close; Dex was so certain of it he could almost taste it. Although the way the jungle had gradually thinned and given way to land that was farmed had been a pretty good clue that they were at least heading towards civilisation and not in completely the wrong direction. His optimism had him picking up the pace and it took him a good few minutes before he realised Alexis had fallen behind.

Alexis…the name rolled easily off the tongue and it suited her…it had just the right regal tone to it without being stuffy and commonplace.

Things had been different between them today. Or perhaps it was his new view of the lady that had changed the way he reacted to her. Either way she seemed to complain less today…or perhaps it was simply that Dex found himself looking forward to the occasions when she spoke to him that he found himself ignoring or not even noticing any complaints she might have muttered.

He was so wrapped up in pondering that thought that it wasn't until he turned to ask Alexis if she wanted to rest for a few minutes that he realised she wasn't just behind him like normal. In fact she was about fifty yards back leaning against a tree and she seemed to be fussing with her shoes.

Biting back his small flair of irritation Dex walked back to her, his irritation quickly smothered out when he caught sight of her feet. They were red raw and Dex couldn't help the feeling of guilt as he remembered his behaviour only twenty four hours before when he had quite coldly told Alexis to keep her complaints about her sore feet to herself.

At the time he had believed her to be exaggerating when she said her feet were killing her. Now it seemed that statement wasn't that far off the mark…some of those sores could quite easily get infected.

"Sorry I'll just be a minute…" Alexis began before attempting to force her battered feet back into her shoes, surprised when Dex reached out to stop her.

"Those are nasty." He muttered and the genuine concern in his voice surprised her. "Why didn't you make me listen?"

Shrugging aside his question and trying to ignore the gentle way he touched her sensitive feet Alexis suppressed the shiver of something that ran up her leg and up and down her spine, it was as though the feeling of his bare skin on hers sent a jolt through her body causing her hair to stand on end.

Reaching into his jacket for the small emergency first aid kit Daniel made the carry, a precaution Dex had always scoffed at before now…After all what good was a length of gauze and tape, and some antiseptic wipes against a bullet? Still now he found himself thankful for his old commander's wise old head.

Leaning back against the tree Alexis watched as Dex delicately and thoroughly cleaned her wounds before binding the nastiest looking ones in some medical gauze. When he had finished with one foot he moved onto the next and Alexis found herself mesmerised by his thorough and thoughtful attention, even if she had to bite her lip when he used the wipes on her already smarting flesh.

"There that should help until we can have a real doctor look at them." Dex pronounced pleased with his work but knowing that it left them with one big problem.

"They feel much better…I'm sure I can…"

"No!" Dex insisted as he realised she was just going to force her battered feet bandages and all back into those tiny shoes. There really was only one other alternative, one that would require another clothing adjustment. "I'll have to carry you."

"Carry me?" Alexis scoffed, sure Dex was buff but she was hardly a featherweight.

"Yes carry you." Dex added cutting off any further objections. "A piggy back…please you can't weigh as much as some of the pack's I've had to carry over the years…although it will require a small sacrifice." He paused waving down to her skirt with a blush that made him seem far younger than his twenty-nine years.

"If you'd allow me?" He added, remembering to ask for permission this time.

"Be my guest." Alexis replied softly her breathe quickening slightly as Dex knelt back down and took the other side seam of her skirt in between his strong hands and with one tug rendered it split up to the top of her thigh.

"Sorry about that…" Dex fumbled getting up from his feet as he tugged nervously on his ear. "It was a nice skirt."

"It is…was couture." Alexis snorted. "Well I guess it is still one of a kind."

"It's definitely that." Dex mumbled trying and failing to keep his eyes off of her legs and from dwelling on the knowledge that in a few moments those slender pins would be wrapped around him…Trying to keep his thoughts from automatically drifting to what else he could get up to with those fine thighs wrapped around him.

"Well shall we?" Alexis asked breaking the awkward tension that had built between them. Yet as the moment came as Dex crouched down and Alexis placed her hands on his shoulders and lifted one leg feeling his large strong hand on her thigh she couldn't help the heat that seemed to build in her flesh at his very touch.

Similarly affected Dex forced his eyes shut and gritted his teeth to stifle his own groan as he felt her breasts press up against his back and her legs spread and wrap around his hips. Standing up he felt Alexis panic her grip on his neck becoming almost suffocating, so he reached back and with an impressive show of strength boosted her higher. Now with her thighs able to grip onto his waist and his own hands looping under her knees Alexis was moderately more secure.

Still as he took a step forward and then another Dex had to realise he had traded one impossible situation for another…yes they were moving at least…but when with every step he could feel the heat from between her thighs against his lower back and the teasing brush of her breasts and she slightly rose and fell with his movements…Dex could feel the blood rush south...This was going to be the longest walk of his life!

Part 14:

Alexis wasn't exactly heavy yet Dex was still somewhat relieved when a passing farmer had agreed to give them a ride on the back of his cart amongst the fresh fruit and vegetables until they reached the outskirts of the two horse and one street town that could only be La Palma.

Jumping down from the cart Dex automatically reached out to help Alexis down, his hands firmly on her hips as he lifted her down carefully as if she were fragile porcelain. Then as their arrival seemed to be drawing a little attention from a few old boys who had nothing better than sit on rockers and watch the world passing by, Dex tucked her in under his arm and kept her there.

"Come on lets get you to the doctor's." Dex insisted his dark eyes glancing up and down the street for trouble pleased when most people seemed far too engrossed in their own business to give the pair more than a passing glance. It wasn't hard to find the only doctor's office the red first aid cross painted on the whitewashed building was somewhat a give away. Then depositing a somewhat annoyed Alexis there with a nurse that looked trustworthy and at least a hundred years old Dex promised to b right back…he just had to pop to the bank.

Well the closest thing this outback town had for one, the pawnshop.

It took a good ten minutes of haggling but Dex was able to get a reasonable figure in exchange for his gold pinky finger ring. It was a fair price for the weight but not the sentimental value… Dex had bought himself that ring with his first proper paycheque, one he had earned through his blood, sweat and tears and not one of his father's pathetic handouts.

He could have gotten more…The pawnbroker had really been interested in the antique gold set Rolex but there was no way Dex would part with that…It had been his grandfather's and Dex earliest memories of the man were tied with that watch, being held safely as he rode in front of his grandfather on one of the ranch horses, his young fingers curling over his grandfather's wrist and holding onto that watch as some sort of safety blanket.

Still some money in his pocket was better than none, now they had enough to get a couple of bus tickets out of here, enough for food and a place to stay overnight…probably even with a bed and roof over their heads…Although sharing both would help save money Dex mused…

He was so caught up in thoughts of what else they might end up sharing that it wasn't until some old man tapped him with his cane to move along that Dex looked around him. People were starting to trickle out into the streets, tables were being set up in a long line and lanterns were being hung up. Wondering what was going on Dex turned to the old man who was huffing and grumbling in some local dialect.

"¿Qué está pasando?"

The old man seemed to find his question hilarious as he burst out laughing and stared at Dex like he had grown another head.

"Martes de Carnaval."

Of course Dex had been so long in the jungle he had forgotten the passage of time, and it wasn't like Dex was the type to keep track of religious holidays that he didn't share…sure he knew how big Easter was in the Latin countries but being raised a somewhat more dull Episcopalian tradition Easter was more a time of fasting and reflection than an excuse to throw a party.

Glancing at his watch Dex took a quick glance at the shops which were still open and doing a thriving trade…perhaps these people had it right, after everything they had both been through in the past few days and yet survived, perhaps now was the time to celebrate after all?

Part 15:

OK they weren't quite what she was used to but they were clean and reasonably attractive if a little more 'ethnic' than her usual style…but more important than any of that was the fact they fit and weren't ripped and covered in god knows what she had carried back from the jungle. Even the slippers looked comfortable, well that was what the flat little leather shoes looked most like to Alexis and Dex had at least been amused and not offended by her observation.

That he had even thought about her discomfort at all gave Alexis a warm feeling inside…a feeling she was not accustomed to.

True many men had showered her with expensive gifts and presents over the years but that was more about them showcasing how wealthy they were and trying to get into her knickers, it wasn't about giving her something that would please her.

That he had relinquished the tiny hotel room to her was another pleasant surprise…and it seemed this 'Dex' was a young man full of surprises…as before he had left, after handing over the bundle of clothes he had bought for her, he had instructed her that he would call for her in one hour.

An hour that was rapidly passing.

Alexis had managed to squeeze in a shower and as slow and as tepid as the water was…Alexis didn't care…She didn't even care about the lack of shower curtain or the crack in the tiny vanity mirror over the only sink. Compared to the last few days this was paradise itself.

Drying herself off with the only towel provided, a small yellowish rag that was patched but at least was clean, Alexis squeezed as much water as she could from her curls before turning to the clothes she had laid out on the bed.

The white peasant style blouse, fastened with a drawstring at the neck meant wearing her bra was out…and Alexis couldn't help the frisson of excitement that knowledge brought to her, or more to the point what effect that knowledge might have her companion.

Not that she was really attracted to him…well he was wonderfully built and underneath that rough exterior she suspected lay a well protected heart of gold…but that beard had to be there for a reason, no man grew something like that unless he had something to hide.

Still it seemed her body didn't particularly care about his facial features judging by the way her pulse quickened every time he laid so of a finger on her…perhaps if they kept the lights off…but then she would miss out on ogling that incredible body.

Cursing her own uncontrollable libido Alexis dressed quickly, forgoing underwear since it seemed Dex hadn't had quite that much foresight and even though she had washed out her knickers they were still far to wet to put on. Besides with the knee length patterned skirt complete with ruffled edging it wasn't like anyone would notice.

Still it was probably a good thing that there was no full length mirror in the room as Alexis had no desire to see how she looked, lest she lose the courage to leave the room entirely. Yet she couldn't help but wish there was something she could do about her hair…the lack of makeup she could just about cope with having always had a good complexion.

Huffing as she paced the room and tried to rake her fingers through her wet curls which as usual knotted themselves together, Alexis was just about to scream in frustration when she spotted it…lying on the patchwork bedspread half sticking out of the shawl that completed her Dex selected outfit…and in that moment Alexis made the decision that beard and possible facial disfigurement aside a certain someone was getting lucky this evening.

All because he had bought her a comb.

Part 16:

Alexis couldn't stop staring.

Even as her companion wound his way through the crowded street over to one of the many vendors who had set up a small stall in order to procure something for them to eat. Even as he chatted and joked with the rotund chef and picked up a couple of bottles of something…Alexis couldn't drag her eyes from his face…and more specifically those dimples.

Dear god those things should be labelled extremely dangerous…simply because all women within a hundred yards vicinity of them were in danger of reflexively dropping her knickers whenever they were flashed….At least in this Alexis was somewhat lucky, having no knickers to drop she was in only slightly less danger of embarrassing herself.

Yet that didn't stop the unattached girls at the carnival and half of the married ones eyeing him like a particularly fine piece of fillet steak they would like to sink their teeth into.

Perhaps that was why Dex had grown the beard in the first place? Perhaps he had gotten tired of having to constantly fend off horny women and decided hiding those adorable dimples underneath a bushman's beard was the quickest and safest method for all concerned…or of course Alexis could just accept Dex's explanation that there weren't many barbers in the jungle and that he had been dying for a shave for days.

Yet Alexis had been too struck dumb on opening the door of her hotel room, her stubborn nature had already been half won over by Dex's gentleness and consideration…well that and his incredible body might have had a little to do with it. On opening the door for a moment she had stared blankly at the ruggedly handsome young man before her, her eyes automatically raking over his figure and liking what she saw. Then he spoke…

"You look beautiful…come on you don't want to miss the party."

And the penny dropped…that was Dex…still if her unusual silence had struck Dex as odd he was too polite to comment on it, instead grasping her hand and tugging her along behind him.

Once out of the street the loud music and party atmosphere made conversation a little difficult, instead Alexis enjoyed the feeling of being protected and envied at the same time as Dex tucked her in under his arm and kept her close at all times. She didn't even have to do more than flutter her eyelashes in order to get him to dance; instead he surprised her with both his willingness and dancing ability, even if he clearly preferred the slower numbers to the faster tango beats.

Although he did seem to enjoy any excuse to pull her against him, and every time Alexis's pulse jumped in response, her nipples hardening through the thin blouse as their chests brushed and judging from the way Dex's grip on her back tightened he must have noticed. For a while on the dance floor things had almost become dangerous. Dex's dark eyes had bored into her before dropping to her lips and Alexis couldn't fight the impulse to moisten them in response.

For a moment she was certain he was going to kiss her…and she was going to kiss him back audience be damned.

Then the music had stopped and some local official got up to speak and the moment and the mood was broken…that was when Dex suggested they get some food and Alexis agreed even if right now the only thing Alexis wanted to eat was Dex himself.

Part 17:

Dex Dexter was nervous, not shaking hands nervous, he had that much control at least but definitely butterflies in the stomach…except his weren't just fluttering about, the butterflies in Dex's stomach were doing a polka!

Covering his nerves Dex joked with the chef pulling together their enchiladas, before taking a long hard pull on his beer as his eyes automatically flickered back over to their tables…

Yes Alexis was still watching him.

The hungry way her emerald eyes seemed move over his body set his blood aflame and Dex had to struggle to control his reaction, taking another sip of his beer. He was hardly a naive ingénue and before now Dex would have categorised his style with women as suave and smooth. True he did tend to go for the older more experienced type.

Dex had always avoided younger women simply because they tended to be clingier and assumed that a hot night in between the sheets inevitably led to a relationship. Whereas women in the thirties had either already been married and were in no hurry to tie themselves back down or they had at least been around the block enough to realise a one or two night stand for what it was…good sex and nothing more.

However as a result he now found himself in new territory, he wanted Alexis…that wasn't earth shattering…she was one of the most beautiful women Dex had ever seen and in normal circumstances he would have probably have bedded her already. Yet their unusual situation had meant Dex had focused his attention on getting them out of the jungle in one piece, and sex no matter how attractive the partner was the last thing on his mind.

It had meant he had actually spent time getting to know Alexis a little, she was demanding and perhaps more than a little spoilt but she was also brave and strong and funny. Dex had been surprised to find himself enjoying her company and he had been so focused on their survival and controlling his libido that he hadn't even seen the real danger he was in until it was upon him.

As preoccupied as Dex was with protecting them from dangers all around them clearly he had taken no such precaution with his heart.

For as experienced as Dex Dexter was in the matters of the flesh when it came to matters of the heart he was a completely unprepared…he had never been in love, not properly in love with anyone and so the suddenness and intensity of these new feelings were overwhelming.

It almost felt like a boy with his first crush; even a half smile when Alexis directed it at him had his blood pumping. Then when he had actually touched her as they danced his palms had gotten hot and sweaty and embarrassed Dex had tried to cover that up by sliding both his hands around her waist. The feeling of her breasts as they brushed against him had the blood draining from his brain and Dex had dumbly clung to her, his eyes transfixed by those inviting emerald before dropping to gaze hungrily at those damn fine tempting lips.

He wanted to kiss…he wanted to do more than kiss her and it seemed Alexis was receptive to such ideas if her hardened nipples were any indication. Yet part of Dex was hesitant. He wanted her but he wanted more than just one night in her bed. The idea of having her and then having to let her go froze the fire in his veins and he even in the tropical heat he shivered.

Yet how could he convince Alexis to consider the possibility of more when Dex himself didn't even know how a relationship was meant to work?

It was crazy to be even thinking it but since their return to civilisation…or close enough to it…Dex hadn't so much as glanced at another woman and he knew there were plenty of pretty young things giving him the eye but with Alexis here they all paled in comparison. She was all he could think about and it was driving him insane with desire and an ache in his chest that seemed to physically pain him when they were apart.

He could only imagine that when they finally returned to Panama City and she took a plane back to Europe and left him behind, that the sudden separation might actually prove fatal…and what was worse was that Dex felt powerless to be able to prevent it.

Part 18:

What the hell was taking so bloody long?

Alexis Morell Carrington was not a woman accustomed to waiting and right now she couldn't work out what game Dex thought he was playing. One moment he couldn't stop touching her, taking her hand, tucking her under his arm, pulling her close when they danced…almost kissing her…making her heart beat wildly…leading her on…

Then he was pulling away…running away!

He had left her to wait alone at a table whilst he went and got food and beer of all things when what he should have been doing was dragging her back to the hotel and if he had such an appetite eating her instead! If she didn't believe it to be impossible Alexis would almost think he was a blushing virgin from the skittish way he was behaving.

But please one look at that man and the way other women were drooling over him and there was no way on earth Dex could still be a virgin…not unless he had really grown up in the jungle or perhaps some vast Wyoming plain with only his horse for company and not a whorehouse in riding distance.

If she had been an insecure woman Alexis might have assumed it was her, that Dex didn't find her attractive but although some might call her arrogant Alexis knew the effect she had on men regardless of their type. Even one of her gay male friends had often declared she must produce some sort of pheromones as even they found her physically attractive. Besides Alexis knew Dex wanted her…the telltale bulge in his jeans as he swaggered to the bar told her that much.

So that meant he was consciously choosing not to act on the attraction that sparked between them, he would rather suppress the chemistry that was bubbling than act on it, and that could only mean there was somebody else…perhaps a little wife at home…or a steadfast little fiancé waiting on the front porch all earnest and true and disgustingly annoying.

Well Alexis Carrington had never let another woman come between her and what she wanted…the bond of marriage was only as strong and sacrosanct as the partners willpower…besides after all that she had been through trekking through the jungle, loosing her couture clothing and half a million dollars worth of jewellery Alexis felt she was owed a little compensation and if orgasms were her currency of choice then Dex had better start paying up immediately if he wanted to expunge his hefty debt before Christmas.

It was the sight of a smiling Dex surrounded by several local girls that finally caused her to act. The flair of anger akin to jealousy was quickly stomped down as Alexis fixed her eyes on her prize and settled on a strategy.

Pushing herself out of her seat Alexis strode through the crowd, catching Dex's gaze when she was still a few feet away from him. Smirking as he seemed both relieved to see her and suddenly nervous Alexis had no qualms whatsoever in pushing through the girls who huffed and complained.

Alexis took no notice of them. Her attention was focused on a pair of dark eyes that seemed to burn into her own.

Closing the foot remaining between them and using the element of surprise she stood up on her tip toes her hand reaching up to cup the back of his head as she pulled a dumbstruck Dex down within her reach. A moment later and her lips were covering his.

Stroking her tongue along his lips as she teased him Alexis was oblivious to anything else. What she had meant as a simple marking of ownership quickly changed…

It was like a switch had flicked…one moment Dex was stood frozen in place, shocked by her forwardness, the next he was alive with lust and fire. The kiss that Alexis had started he quickly gained control over, his mouth opening under her inquisitive tongue as his own came out to play. Lips, tongue…hands one moving to thread into her hair and the other to cup her backside and pull her body firmly against him.

Feeling his arousal press into her stomach Alexis couldn't help but groan into Dex's mouth, her own body burning with need as she rubbed her breasts against his firm chest.

Panting they pulled apart and Alexis couldn't contain her victorious smirk and the look of total lust and abandonment on Dex's face. Raking her finger through the hair at the nape of his neck Alexis gazed up at Dex through her lashes…

"Do you want to get out of here?"

Part 19:

Did he want to get out of here?

Was that a rhetorical question?

Could there be any doubt as to his answer…it was like asking if earth circled the sun or was rain wet?

Of course he wanted to get out of here! Unless Alexis wanted to have sex in front of an audience leaving right now was the best idea she had ever had.

And yet even as Dex's lust had him halfway to the hotel by now part of him cautioned him to try and put on the brakes…he wanted her, oh god did he want her…but he wanted to realise that this was more than just about sex, that although he was physically attracted to her it was more than just her body that had caught his interest.

Swallowing in order to lubricate his dry throat Dex could only stutter his reply. "If…y..you want to…but what about the food?" He added hesitantly glancing back at the chef who seemed particularly amused by his predicament.

"Food?" Alexis spat, unable to believe what she was hearing. She was offering him sex and Dex was more concerned with the contents of his stomach. Dear god perhaps he was a virgin after all?

Sensing the souring of Alexis's mood and realising she was about to pull away Dex tightened his hold on her, convinced that her angry pout was just as attractive and alluring as the soft sensuous look she had worn a moment earlier.

"I want to…I want you." Dex insisted pulling Alexis's hips firmly against the bulge in his jeans. "Oh god do I want you...It's just you haven't eaten properly for days and you'll need all your energy for what I have in mind."

Momentarily appeased Alexis stopped sulking her pout turning playful as she slid her free hand down between them and relished Dex's groan as her fingers cupped him through his jeans. "Oh really and what exactly did you have in mind?"

Bucking as he felt her touch him even through the fabric of his jeans Dex had to breathe through his nose in an effort to contain himself...They were in public and although most people were watching the dancing couples Dex could still feel a few eyes on them.

However clearly this lady liked to push buttons and boundaries as a moment later her hand was sliding down inside his jeans and taking an eager part of him in hand. "Alexis…." Dex whined gritting his teeth as he struggled not to come then and there.

"My my who's a big boy!" Alexis teased biting her lip thrilled by the power she had over him and the illicitness of stimulating him in public. "Now tell me exactly what you want to do to me!"

Closing his eyes as he fought for control Dex couldn't help but tighten his hands on her buttocks and grind himself against her. Yet the tightening of Alexis's hand around the base of his shaft and the sudden stilling of her movements meant he wasn't off the hook.

"I want you here now…I want those thighs wrapped around me as I lift you off the floor…I want to fill you and hear you scream…I want to fuck you so hard you are begging me to let you come. I want to take one of those pert tits of yours in my mouth and suck on it as I finger you…And then when you are screaming out my name I am going to come so damn deep in you…"

"Good!" Alexis whispered standing up on tiptoe to place a soft almost chaste kiss on his lips as she removed her hands from his trousers. Then glancing over Dex's shoulder she winked at the chef who had eyeing them both with some amusement.

"Mantener los cálidos." She instructed him before leading Dex, who right now would have followed her anywhere back over to the dance floor.

"Alexis?" Dex called out to her confused as she merely glanced back over her shoulder at him and smiled suggestively. Yet he followed her clueless as she weaved through the mass of bodies and then out the other side.

Then grabbing him by the shirt Alexis pulled him in for another searing kiss.

Pulling away his confusion only growing as they seemed to be heading away from the hotel and not back to it, the answer only dawned when a moment later Alexis stepped off of the main street and into a narrow alleyway between two stores.

Pushing a stupidly smiling Dex into one of the discrete alcoves and up against somebody's front door Alexis added commandingly. "Now how did that plan of yours go again?"

Part 20:

When Dex tried to recall the next few moments later on in life he couldn't be certain who moved first. Perhaps it had been him, emboldened by Alexis's command who had dragged her pliant body against his own and rained down fevered kisses on her face and then every inch of skin he could find. Or had it been Alexis who had moved first with that boldness and forward nature of hers, pinning him back against the door and ravaging his mouth with her skilled tongue.

Well whoever had moved first it really didn't matter…the result was the same.

Somehow amid the frantic kissing their positions reversed and Dex had Alexis pinned back against the door his hands tugging on her blouse and pushing down until his eager mouth found her breast. Suckling hungrily Dex didn't care if he marked that flawless porcelain skin; in fact the idea of leaving his brand on her only served to excite him further.

Arching her back as Dex devoured her breast and teased her hardened nipple Alexis turned her attention to a far more important task…divesting Dex of his trousers! Somewhat skilled in stripping a man Alexis's dexterous fingers didn't falter at unbuttoning him and dropping his trousers down to his ankles.

It seemed her and Dex were of one mind…neither had bothered with underwear this evening and even in the darkness Alexis gasped at the size of him. Now free from his prison and standing proudly at attention for her inspection was the single most beautiful cock she had ever seen…and Alexis looked forward to later on in the evening experimenting to see just how much of the not so little Dex Jnr she could fit in her mouth.

However if she were impatient that was nothing to how Dex was feeling…he didn't want Alexis hand around him he wanted to feel all of her around him. Reaching down he gripped her buttocks using his impressive strength to lift her from the floor. Yet it seemed just as one obstacle had been removed another had been set in its place and Dex cursed out loud at the full flouncy skirt he had bought for Alexis.

Laughing as her frustrated lover turned the air blue Alexis clamped her thighs around his waist and assisted him by tugging her skirts clear shuddering as Dex was now free to slide his hands along her thighs.

When he reached his goal Dex was more than pleasantly surprised, laughing as he encountered only more smooth skin.

"Why Alexis you really are one of a kind." He murmured into her neck before kissing it as Alexis squirmed impatiently.

"You said something about fucking me until I begged you to let me come…" Alexis remarked pointedly tapping Dex on the shoulder as he continued to lavish attention on her skin….there was plenty of time for that sort of attention to detail back at the hotel and Alexis was already making plans for Dex's skilled tongue.

"Demanding aren't you." Dex teased before catching her lips and cutting off Alexis's reply. Then before she could protest further he lifted her slightly groaning into her mouth as he rubbed his tip against her…she was so wet and hot…sinking into her was like slipping into a hot bath after an exhausting day.

Arching her back as the talented Dex filled her up Alexis dug her nails into his shoulders as he set a somewhat frantic pace, her back knocking against the door with every powerful thrust and Alexis could only hope to god no one was home right now. This was certainly not a social call.

Grunting with every thrust Dex fought for control…this was a climax he had been putting off since he had first seen a naked Alexis bathing under the waterfall…was it any wonder his balls were practically blue? Yet this had to be good, he had to make Alexis see stars if he had any hope of a repeat performance. Still it seemed someone was on his side as just as he felt his own control slipping Alexis's clenched thighs began to tremble and she began to keen at the back of her throat.

Finding those damn tempting lips Dex covered them softly, drawing her tongue into another duel as they both sprinted to the finish. As the strong Latin beat continued to pulse through them both a force of another kind ripped through Alexis's body and feeling her clench and buck against him Dex was dragged along for the ride, unable hold out a moment longer even if he had wanted to.

Panting and shaking with the aftershocks Dex leant them both firmly against the door, his weight and the angle probably the only thing keeping them upright. Finally catching her breath Alexis stroked the hair out of his face her smile soft and genuine as Dex gazed dazed up at her.

Yes this one was certainly worth a second… third…maybe even fourth round but first she had better make sure he had the energy to meet her demands.

"I don't know about you but I've certainly worked up an appetite. How about we get those enchiladas now?"

Part 21:

Leaning back against her pillow Alexis didn't care if the sheets were poor quality and a little scratchy…who could possibly care about such a thing when the rest of the contents of her bed was so very fabulous. Turning on to her side she nuzzled into her personal pillow, pressing a kiss followed by a playful bite to the most gorgeous plump pectoral muscle.

Stretching out Dex Dexter couldn't keep a grin off of his face. Taking another sip from his bottle of beer Dex swallowed before running the edge of the bottle along the exposed curve of Alexis's back. When she shivered and goosebumps broke out all along that gorgeous soft skin Dex used that as an excuse to pull her close and press a kiss to her forehead before working his way down her face…her nose…her cheek…her lips.

Sighing contentedly Alexis sank into the kiss. The way Dex kissed her was intoxicating, he kissed her like she was the most important thing in the world and as if he couldn't imagine doing anything else but kissing her…and the more he kissed her the more Alexis couldn't imagine doing anything else either.

Substitute this dingy little hotel room for her villa in Acapulco or even a five star suite anywhere around the world and Alexis would have been content to stay in bed with him forever.

Sliding her thigh over Dex's hip Alexis smirked as Dex groaned as she brushed against a part of him that was surprisingly still interested in playing. Digging her nails into his firm backside Alexis giggled as Dex yelped before reaching around and capturing her wrists and rolling them both over.

"You cannot still be hungry."

"Why not I didn't gorge myself on enchiladas." Alexis retorted smugly. "Don't tell me you're too tired to keep up?…That I've gone and worn you out?"

Pressing his arousal against her thigh Dex smirked. "Does that feel like I am tired."

"Well I guess not." Alexis answered with a smile of her own, her smile turning to a pout when simply kissed her briefly and rolled back onto his back to take another sip of his beer.

"It's not polite to keep a lady waiting Dex…."

"Even if it's to build the anticipation." Dex teased gazing across at the woman next to him with her mussed hair and her porcelain skin flushed from good sex she was breathtaking. "Besides we have plenty of time…I have no intention of letting you out of my sight."

"Well I wasn't planning on going anywhere tonight…"

"Or tomorrow…or the next day." Dex added confidently leaning down to tease her lips. "In fact let's round off the week and call it payment for my expert survival guidance."

Snorting Alexis shook her head at his arrogance. "If anyone has a bill to pay Dex it's you!"

"Me!"

"Yes you." Alexis retorted tracing the outline of his lips. "I saved your life remember."

"And I yours." Dex countered. "Not just in the bar but you wouldn't have survived the night in jungle without me."

"Perhaps." Alexis shrugged her shoulders her eyes narrowing as Dex smirked confident of his victory waiting until he had just taken a large swig of beer to add. "But saving my life didn't cost you half a million dollars."

Dex choked…raising his hand as he all but spat his beer out… "What are…Half a million dollars…How?"

Suddenly coy as those dark eyes bore into her Alexis shrugged her elegant shoulders again. "My vanity case…well I couldn't get all of us out of the river and I had to leave it behind, and let's just say it didn't just have my makeup in it."

"Jewellery?" Dex asked his spirits sinking when Alexis nodded. "I'm sorry I hope you were insured."

"Oh well mine were…but there were a few things in there that are irreplaceable regardless of their monetary worth, family pieces you know…I don't know if the Tiffany pieces are insured or not…well I hope they are I would rather not have to face a lawsuit considering they were only lent for the party I was going to."

"I'll pay you back." Dex insisted. "I promise Alexis when we get out of here..."

"In what nickels and dimes?" Alexis scoffed shaking her head, no there was no need, the insurance would cover her loses besides how on earth could a man like Dex pay off that sort of debt, it was sweet of him to offer no matter how unrealistic.

"I mean it…" Dex began opening his mouth to try and explain that he was not without means and that although half a million wasn't exactly pocket change he could afford it. Yet Alexis's soft sweet lips cut him off and Dex returned her kiss just as softly.

"I know you mean well but let's be practical." Alexis whispered as she reached up and stroked through his thick dark hair. Dex was sweet and gorgeous and fantastic in bed, which already meant he had to have some other woman stashed somewhere. There was no way rich could also be part of that list, if it was there was no way on earth Alexis wouldn't already know him or of him, that would also mean there was no way he was still single.

"Of course we could always settle on another type of currency…say a thousand dollars for every orgasm…that should only take you until Christmas to work off." Alexis added in an effort to lighten the mood.

"What as your kept man…live in stud?" Dex scoffed. "As attractive as that might sound I am a working man Alexis, I pay my own way…I look after my women not the other way around."

"And just how many women do you look after on a regular basis?"

Smiling at her loaded question Dex felt a frisson of excitement at her obvious jealousy. "Well I have just met this one girl…she's kinda perfect really…killer legs and incredible in bed…drives me crazy…"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah and she has the most amazing eyes." Dex added as Alexis's question could have cut glass. "The most brilliant shade of green I have ever seen, reminds me of emeralds. Now she is one classy dame but I figure if I keep working on her I might be able to persuade her to give me a chance."

"A chance at what?" Alexis asked rolling her eyes at his baiting even as she blushed at his compliments.

"Letting her guard down and letting me in." Dex answered softly knowing he had hit pay dirt as Alexis suddenly dropped her gaze, avoiding his.

"Why would you say that?"

"Well she puts up this front for everyone, acts all demanding and spoilt when underneath it all she is kind and sweet and funny…If I had to take a guess I would say someone hurt her badly once and she's been keeping her guard up ever since to stop anyone else from doing it again." Dex added reaching out and catching Alexis's chin and bringing her eyes up to meet his. "Which is such a damn shame because I think she is pretty terrific."

"Oh and are you psychic amongst your many skills?"

"No." Dex answered his tone even despite the sarcasm in Alexis's tone. "But I am a tracker and I can read signs remember…I wouldn't hurt you Alexis."

Pushing his hand away Alexis sat up in bed pulling her sheet around her. This conversation had gone from light and flirty to deep and serious so damn quickly she was getting dizzy. Normally right about now she would be pulling on her clothes and storming out, that or ordering him to leave…but here there was nowhere to go and Alexis wasn't ready to try and make Dex leave not that he would take any notice if she did.

"Dex don't push please…" Alexis whispered surprising herself at the emotional break in her voice.

Sighing Dex sat up, wrapping his arms around her body and pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Alright."

Sighing and smiling Alexis leant back against him feeling his strong arms wrap around her and just keep her safe no questions asked. Turning her head she caught his lips, their soft chaste kiss suddenly turning desperate as Alexis turned around and all but crawled into his lap, pushing Dex back down into their rumpled sheets.

Talking was too dangerous…sex…especially good sex…was far easier to handle.