“Yes, all over, even between my legs. You have to make sure to maintain full contact though. I do not like having my pussy shocked.” She made crackling contact with Richard, who never moved a muscle. After a moment he groaned and his eyelids slid closed as she caressed his chest slowly then worked her hand down over his abdomen. She slid her hand up behind his neck and pulled him down for a wet, tingling kiss.
He sighed deeply and whispered, “Baby.”
“Good?”
“Yeah. I like it. A lot.”
“I thought you might. Who wants to undo their fly for me?”
Belts and denims hit the tile floor with a clanking echo.
* * * *
Two hours later, Kendall was still feeling a satisfied tingle in his cock as they helped Maya pack up the rest of her valuables and necessities.
“Babydoll, where are your car keys? We’ll pull the car out of the garage.”
Maya brought a set of car keys to him. Boone and Richard followed him as he went through the kitchen to the garage door.
Kendall hit the light and Boone whistled appreciatively. “That is a fine automobile.”
Kendall pressed the garage door opener remote, and more light spilled into the neat garage interior which was currently occupied by Maya’s silver Cadillac CTS Coupe.
Boone held out his hand and said, “Rock, paper, scissors?”
Richard rolled his eyes. “What? Are we nine years old again?”
Boone replied nonchalantly, “Fine, I’ll drive it home.”
Kendall laughed when Richard said, “Wait, I didn’t say I didn’t want to drive it.”
Maya found them a few minutes later, right as Boone beat Richard in an arm wrestling match, which felt much more manly to be caught participating in than rock, paper, scissors would have been.
Her laughter at their silly antics was cut off by an angry voice echoing through the large garage. “Maya! What the hell is going on here?”
Maya was startled, and the four of them turned to find Frank Reeves standing in the garage door opening. Kendall had a fleeting, yet satisfying image of the door collapsing on him.
“Frank—”
“I said what the hell is going on here?” Reeves’s ruddy face was splotchy with anger, and Kendall and his brothers responded as a unit, forming a wall between her and Frank as he walked into the garage uninvited.
Maya patted Kendall’s shoulder and said, “Let me talk to him.” She didn’t sound thrilled that Frank was there, and Kendall was reluctant to give Reeves greater access to her, especially since he had a history of not keeping his hands to himself.
Maya stepped between the men and walked up to Reeves boldly. “What does it look like, Frank? I’m packing and moving. The house is going on the market.”
“Where are you going? What the fuck is going on here?”
Boone growled. “Hold on a second! You’re not going to talk to her like that!” Kendall was counting down until the ass-whooping started.
Maya held a conciliatory hand to stop them and looked up at Frank as she put her hands on her hips and adopted an “I’m not taking any shit from you” posture.
“Frank, I am moving on with my life. I think you should do the same. You have to stop texting me and e-mailing me. I told you we were through.”
Frank struck his chest with his thumb and harshly said, “I’m the one who’s been here for you for the last year. I was the one who helped you pick up the pieces. I think you owe me—”
Kendall would’ve responded to that remark, but Maya beat him to the punch.
“I owe you nada! I put up with your whining about money and your heavy-handed attempts at romance so you could get to my bank accounts. You were Morgan’s friend, and I hoped you’d get over it and move on. Don’t look so surprised, Frank. I know about your difficulties with your ‘bill collectors.’” She even used air quotes around the last two words.
Frank’s face turned an ugly shade of red, and Kendall moved closer so he could put some distance between Frank and Maya if need be.
“Maya, you and I belong together, I love you and—”
Maya held up a hand and cut him off. “You love the zeroes in my bank account, Frank. Maybe you cared about me in some way, but you’re too pushy and demanding.” In a milder tone she said, “I’m moving on and I want you to do the same.”
Kendall noted Boone and Richard both let out a muted sigh of relief when Maya stepped back over to them. Reeves didn’t look like a man with a broken heart. He looked ready to kill someone.
“Maya, you’re making a big mistake.” There was no pleading in his tone. It sent a cold chill down Kendall’s spine.