I'M NOT YOUR WOMAN. (✓)

27. mister blow out ya back.

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mac ayres — easy.

"THANKS FOR THE RIDE," Maya's eyes finally rose to meet Ebén's face that had been pained with gloom, as his Range Rover pulled up to drop her at her door.

Though, she was grateful to him for the ride home, she knew that East Londoners — especially her neighbours had an ugly habit of being nosy and she would be met with questions as to who that man was behind the tinted driver's window.

Luckily, her streets were empty with no bustle, and Ebén had a few brief seconds with her, and took this as an opportunity to... extend an olive branch.

"You're welcome" Ebén managed to claw out from his throat, as she stood on the raised kerb. As much as he wanted to be gentlemanly and respect her choice, his head was flooded with the fact that she couldn't separate who Ebén was behind the glare of fame from the Ebén the press purported him to be.

All he wanted was a chance — just one.

However, it wasn't just him that was battling with perception versus reality. Those whirlwind 24 hours had convinced Maya that there was more to the man.

More about him that she liked, and less that she didn't. But, the reality was that she couldn't commit, not because she didn't want to, but because it simply wouldn't work, "I'm gonna head inside"

He unbuckled his seatbelt, reaching for something in his back pocket, "Here, if you change your mind"

"Thanks," Their hands lightly brushed, and Maya felt her entire body clam up as she hotly reminisced at how his fingers had been all up in her core.

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She quietly turned her key through the keyhole, shielding her neck with Ebén's hoodie as his torrid lips had endorsed her skin with burgundy red teeth marks with her neck taking most of the brunt.

There was no place that his lips had missed.

She paused in an attempt to snuff out footsteps but heard nothing but the sounds of the television quietly blaring. She used that as her cue to press on, as she braved shutting the door, taking slow steps and trying to take breaths through it but couldn't quieten the creaks as it slowly swung to close.

Shit, she had fumbled her bunch of keys and crouched low to try and retrieve it.

"Maya?" Blaze stumbled into the hallway, causing her to gasp at the sound of that familiar grating voice that stood over her, "What you doing down there?"

"You scared me," Maya tried to recalibrate her breath.

Blaze's rubbed on her wearied eyes and took a brief glance at the morning light and returned back on to Maya who was now standing up, "Where you been?"

"I was out," said Maya, awkwardly landing on her back foot. Blaze didn't buy it, staring down at Maya with eyes that were hollow with intrigue, "Where?"

"Where, what?"

"Where did you go?" as Blaze asked, she noticed a collection of bruise sites were reddish and sore on Maya's neck and came to one conclusion.

This was Maya's own version of a walk of shame.

"Oh, just out."

Yeah, out getting your pussy eaten and your back blown out. Maya's body winced from the vivid memory of his naked, athletic form bending her in different shapes to come and take his dick.

"Right," Maya's daydreaming had her failing to notice that Blaze's prowl had resumed back on to her neck.

"What are you even doin' up?" Maya tried to divert; wrangling the drawstring of Ebén's hoodie in her hands, oblivious to the fact that Blaze had already seen what she was purporting to hide.

"Eve just left, not long ago and I couldn't sleep"

Maya's lips cooed, thinking that she had removed the suspicions that Blaze was bound to have about her whereabouts, "You two are too cute."

"Thanks, Pooh"

Maya knew that telling the truth was easier than operating her life in this cloud of suspicion especially with Blaze who knew her so well. But, she was trying to work out the blurred lines of her 'relationship' with Ebén, without pressure and in her own time.

She knew liked him, so much, that it terrified her.

And she knew that she had felt things for him in her heart and in her pants, convincing herself that their attraction to each other was conventional but it was their lives that were unconventional.

"I'm goin' to go bed. I'm really tired"

"I bet you are," laughed Blaze, and Maya knew then, that Blaze knew, "Were you not going to tell me?"

She glanced down at Maya's bruised neck, and right there, she prayed with everything for the ground to sink and swallow her whole.

"You knew?"

Blaze clambered on the top of her high horse, seated and looking awfully smug, "Babe, that good dick has given you a new glow. How could I not notice?"

"Oh, shush" Maya tried to seek refuge in her room.

"So, who piped? Samuel or Ebén?"

Blaze's shadow tailed her, wanting all the goss about Maya's hetero sexcapades. Maya tried, futilely, to lock out Blaze — using her entire body weight to keep it shut, "Go away!"

"I'll go when you tell me," Blaze said, as Maya could no longer stave her off with Blaze scavenging towards her like a famished lion in search of its prey.

Blaze's eyes traced Maya's in anticipation for the reveal, "So, who was the guy?"

Maya set her gaze on her window, as she couldn't brave the thought of looking directly at Blaze as her lips said his name, "... Ebén"

She was again badgered with the thought of how he had made her body burn, taking her core into his mouth and nipping at her flesh with his tongue.

He had fucked her out loud, and a small percentage of her wanted to do it again.

Blaze's face didn't change, she wasn't shocked either and neither did she seem to react to the news.

"You don't seem surprised?"

Her monotonous tone unsettled Maya, "I'm not. I kinda... expected it. Was it.. good?"

Maya said reluctantly, "Out of this world."

"Did he... go down on you?"

Maya clammed up again as she remembered the euphoria her body felt once his tongue made contact with her core, "Yeah... ugh, he did."

Blaze's lips curved at Maya's admission, "You deserve to be eaten out every day and every night."

Maya had a tickled laugh, "By the way, he gave me tickets to his game tonight" rummaging through her stuff that had the lingering smell of his smoky musk.

"You don't want to go?"

Maya didn't hesitate, "Nope. Why don't you take Eve... you two can make a date out of it?"

Blaze squawked, "Sure? He did... give them to you?"

"And I want to give them to you"

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A/N: Okay, I absolutely love love love Blaze.