Frenemies With Benefits (Geek To Chic Book 2) (9 page)

“So Derek knew and he
still let me sign my lease?”
 
Mumbling
something under her breath about making Derek sing soprano, she pulled her
phone out of her pocket, hit a few buttons and placed it to her ear.
 
“Roni, put Derek on right now! Yes, he is in
deep shit.
 
If you are any kind of friend
you will not let him see you naked for the rest of the year for what he has
done!” She listened for a minute.
 
“When
he asked me where I was moving to, that night he was over, and I told him the
Spire building, he neglected to mention Supreme Douche Bag lives in this
building!” More silence. “Roni, stop laughing. This isn’t funny stop laughing
and tell Derek to stop laughing.
 
Roni?”
 
She hit the end button and threw the phone
onto the couch.
 

“Conversation didn’t go
well?”
 
Alex goaded her.
 

“Ugh, no she thought it
was funny. So tell me what floor do I have to avoid?
 
And can we put together a visitation schedule
for the gym?”
 

Putting down his
controller, picking up his beer, Alex stared at her.
 
He stood and held out his hand for her.
 
She gave him a look that said she would
rather bite it off than take his hand.
 
“Come on, I’ll show you my place.”
 

Izzy couldn’t believe
that she was standing in Alex’s new penthouse condo, which happened to be a few
floors above her own.
 
Derek was going to
get a swift kick in the ass, next time she saw him, not warning her she was
living in the same building as Supreme Asshole.

 
Turning to her, Alex looks at her as though
she had gone mad. “Why are you growling?”
 

“Just day dreaming
about hurting someone, and for once it’s not you.”
 
She pushed past him moving further into his
large condo.
 

The fact that the guys
of CPST lived in normal neighborhoods in normal sized homes always amazed
Izzy.
 
Due to the success of their
business, these men were all worth a sizeable amount.
 
Yet, none of them flashed their money, well
other than on cars.
 
Living in Denver,
they were able to fly under the radar of the gossip rags and live normal
lives.
 

The penthouse was
bright, with floor to ceiling windows in the living room.
 
The open floor plan allowed for the entire
space to be in view from any spot of the condo.
 
The kitchen cabinets were cherry, the appliances were stainless steel
and the countertops a dark granite.
 
Pictures
of his parents, Caroline, Netty and Derek, lined the fireplace and other
surfaces.
 
The man even had house plants
scattered about, real house plants.
 

“This looks nothing
like your bachelor pad house, I made you dinner at.”
 
Izzy commented.
 
That house was all masculine and dark.
 
No designer touches at that house.
 

Laughing, Alex shook
his head.
 
“No, that place was
awful.
 
I never took the time to decorate
the house.
 
I guess because it never felt
like home.
 
I bought that house for its
resale value not because I liked the house.
 
My penthouse, I love.
 
So I took
the time to make it look nice and feel like a real home.”
 

She was shocked at his
insightful view on why he never decorated the last place.
 
“I had ordered pizza at your place while you
were unpacking.
 
I need to call Mr.
Guzman really quick and tell him to send the delivery guy here instead.”

“No, you can’t do
that!
 
Then he will think we are dating
or worse that I am one of your conquests.
 
No, I will just go wait for the pizza at my place.”
 
Izzy freaked out.
 
Not wanting anyone to think they were
anything more than friends.
 

Before she could make
it two steps, Alex stepping in front of her and wrapped his hands gently around
her shoulders.
 
“Izzy, honey, he won’t
think anything other than we are two friends hanging out.
 
As for him thinking you are one of my
conquests, I haven’t had any girls here.”
 
Only moving one hand from her, he dialed the security desk and gave Mr.
Guzman the instructions to send the pizza delivery guy, to his place
instead.
 

Shoving the phone back
in his jeans, he wrapped his arms around her waist this time.
 
Pulling her closer to him.
 
She had to look up, way up to look in his
eyes.
 
Resting her hands lightly on his
chest.
 
His smell and touch enveloped her
senses.
 
Caressing his chest, she stood
on her tip toes, bringing her mouth within a whisper of his.
 
With a sardonic smile on her lips, she
whispered. “Is that what we are now, two friends hanging out?”

Before he could answer,
a knock at the door stopped him.
 
Shaking
his head, he pulled away from her.
 
She
instantly felt the loss of his body heat.
 
Again her lust had got the better of her, if not for the pizza boy
arriving she would have thrown herself at her nemesis.
 
Rolling her eyes at her own drama queen ways,
Izzy walked into his kitchen to gather plates and drinks.
 

She knew she should
leave.
 
Or make a few painful spot on
smart ass comments to him to get him to back off.
 
Instead of doing the smart thing and heading
back down to the safety of her own apartment, she stayed to fight her enemy
head on.
 
Her goal was to get him to stop
coming on to her, stop being nice to her.
 
Rolling her shoulders back, she began mentally preparing for her bitch
off with Alex.
 

Up on her tip toes to
reach a cup in his high cabinets, Izzy was suddenly picked up by two masculine
arms and thrown over his shoulder.
 
“I
know I say this to you all the time, but Alex what the fuck?”
 
She yelled, grabbing the back of his shirt
for stability.
 

Alex didn’t bother to
answer her.
 
The only sign that he had
even heard her was his small chuckle.
 
He
carried her down his hallway, her flip flops falling off her feet as they went.
Suddenly he stopped, dropping her from his shoulder and onto his bed.
 
Sitting up on her elbows, Izzy was all fired
up in a few different ways.
 
Her mind was
so cluttered, she honestly didn’t know if she wanted to beat the crap out of
him for bringing her into his bedroom, which screamed his intent, or pull him
on top of her and lick every inch of him.
 

The
man is truly making me lose my mind!

Holding up his hands in
surrender, Alex cut her off before she could decide which option to this
situation she was going to go with.
 
“Ok,
before you threaten to rip my testicles off and feed them to me, hear me
out.”
 
He waited a few beats, until she
settled back on the bed.
 
“So we know
that we can barely be in the same room as each other without wanting to kill,
maim, or otherwise do bodily harm to one another.
 
Unluckily for us, our best friends have
fallen in love.
 
The two of them are most
likely heading down the
a
isle, which means we are stuck with each other.”
 

At some point, Alex had
moved to the bed, and laid next to her on his side.
 
His hand moved to her belly.
 
“This means we have two choices.
 
One, try very hard not to be at the same
social events, or two, get the anger out of our systems.”
 

“Somehow I doubt you
are suggesting we throw on boxing gloves and go a few rounds.”
 
Izzy reasoned, turning on her side to face
Alex.
 
His hand moving from her belly to
her hip with her movement, pulling her close to his body again. Her hands
resting on his chest.
 
“The idea does
have merit, however, I would hate to have to explain to Derek why his CFO is in
a coma.”
 

Giving her that damn
panty dropping smile of his, he shook his head a little and laughed.
 
“No, I can’t say I am into those types of
sports in the bedroom.
 
I am suggesting
that there is a thin line between hate and lust.”
 
Pulling her leg over his hip, he leaned in
close to her, whispering, “I think you and I have some unfinished business. I
say we finish that business.
 
Fuck each
other's brains out a few times.
 
When we
feel we have crossed that line from hate to friendship we stop the bedroom
activities.
 
Parting as friends and
allowing the rest of our group the luxury of not having to worry about
bloodshed every time we share space.”
 

Rolling them, so that
she was now pressed under his weight.
 
She wrapped her legs firmly around his waist.
 
“We end as friends?”
 
His touch and the offer to have care free,
mind blowing sex with him was sending her hormones skyrocketing.
 

“Friends, that’s the
goal.”
 
Alex’s hands cradled her
head.
 
His eye fully dilated.
 
His mouth, so close to her own, she felt his
lips move along hers as he spoke. “Baby, I’m going to need either a green or
red light here, because being cradled in your legs like this, is sweet
torture.”
 

Biting her lower lip,
Izzy answered, “green.”
 

“Thank God!”
 
That was the last thing she heard him say
before his lips took hers.
 
His tongue
thrusting into her welcoming mouth.
 

“Wait, wait.” Izzy said
on a breathy exhale, attempting to push him off of her.
 

Wait?
 
Was she serious?
 
His cock was attempting to tunnel through his jeans and hers to get to
her sweet core.
 
Months, hell years, of
yearning for this woman made it difficult for him to acknowledge her signal to
stop.
 
Pulling his lips from her mouth,
he rested his head in the crook of her neck.
 
“You changed your mind already?”
 
He mumbled into her neck.
 

“No, you still have the
green light, ok yellow light right now.
 
I think we need to establish some ground rules first.”
 

Lifting his head to
look her in the eyes, he could tell she was completely serious.
 
“Ground rules are probably a good idea.
 
What kind of rules did you have in
mind?”
 
Alex loved how smart Izzy
was.
 
Her intelligence was what made her
fun to get a rise out of. However, sometimes the girl got stuck in her own
head. Over thinking situations, never simply enjoying the moment.
 
Right now would be one of those times.

“First, we tell no
one.
 
Not Derek, not Roni, no one.
Agreed?”

“Agreed.
 
Next?”

“We need to put a time
limit on this thing. Either we get whatever it is between us out of our systems
in that amount of time or we figure out plan B.”
 

Shifting to rest his
weight on his elbows, he looked down at her.
 
Alex would agree to this of course, since it was the only way Izzy was
ever going to agree with his insane impromptu plan.
 
He would take the time she allotted for the two
of them.
 
During that time, he hoped to make
himself a permanent fixture in her life.
 

Licking her bottom lip
lightly, he asked, “How long were you thinking, because I want to take my time
with you?”
 

A visible shiver ran
through her body.
 
Alex loved that he had
that effect on her.
 
 
She swallowed, “How long do you think?”

Kissing her as he
thought about his answer. If his answer was too short of time, she would assume
he was using her.
 
Too long of a time,
she would assume he had ulterior motives.
 
“One month.”

Pushing her glasses
back on her nose, she thought for moment. “A month, ok. But we limit the times
we see each other during the week to two times.”

He took her glassed from
her face, setting them on the night stand. “Three.” He countered.
 

Scrunching her face at
him in displeasure, she huffed out, “Fine.
 
Last rule.
 
This one may be a deal
breaker for you.”

Unless one of her rules
was that he had to set himself on fire or something along those lines, there was
nothing she could say that would make him want to back out. “Nothing you say
could be a deal breaker, honey.”

Sucking in a breath,
Izzy whispered, “You can’t sleep with anyone else during our month
together.
 
If you can manage going on an
innocent date without the evening ending in bed, or a heavy make out session,
feel free to date.
 
If you can’t then no
dating either.”

Alex knew she didn’t
believe he could be faithful to one girl for a month.
 
Any other girl it would be a struggle, if not
impossible.
 
However, with Izzy it would
be a breeze.
 
He had lost interest in
other women the moment she slapped her way back into his life.
 
“All I want is you, Izzy.
 
Now, since I agree to all your terms, can we
go back to having the green light?
 
I
really need the green light.”
 
Grinding
his hard cock into her sex for emphasis.
 

Moaning as she spoke,
“Yep, we're done talking.
 
Green light
Alex.”
 

Swooping in, he took
her lips.
 
Kissing her nose. His hands
moving quickly to remove her T-shirt and bra.
 
Pausing to take a moment to absorb the sight of her naked body, he
slowly stroked a finger down the hollow of her neck to the space between her breasts.
 

She had filled out more
since they were last in bed together.
 
This time she was all woman.
 
Slightly fuller breast, a slight curve of her hips, confident, in a word
gorgeous.
 
Circling her nipple with his
finger before sucking the hard nub into his mouth.
 
They both moaned, her hands moved to grip his
hair tightly.
 
Pulling him closer.
 
Her hips rocked up to meet his.
 

As quickly as he had
removed her shirt and bra, he removed the clothes from her bottom half of her
body. Lightly running his fingers along her intimate folds.
 
Izzy softly moaned.
 
Pushing a little harder, he circled her clit
before pushing a single finger inside of her.
Jesus, her pussy is as tight as it was in Cabo.
 
Alex worked his finger in and out of her
slowly, adding a second after a few strokes.
 
Bringing his lips to her straining nipple, he sucked hard.
 

“Alex.” She whimpered,
working her hips into his hand.

“Right here, baby. Now tell
me what you like, last time we were together you were a virgin.
 
Now that you have more experience, tell me
what makes you feel good.” He spoke softly against her chest. She tensed a
little after he spoke, maybe she was uncomfortable vocalizing what she wanted
in bed. Alex figured he would vocalize enough for both of them.
 

“If I have to draw you
a map on how to get a girl off, then I need to rethink this arrangement.” Izzy
quipped back.
 

Alex chuckled a
little.
 
“Oh, I am sure I can figure the
map out on my own.” Now he was on a mission to prove to her just how good he
was at reading her body.
 
Returning his
mouth to her nipples, he licked, sucked and bit.
 
 

Moving down her body,
he kissed her belly, teased the top of her mound and kissed her inner thighs
before settling his head between her legs.
 
Circling her clit, again, this time with his tongue earned him another
plea from Izzy.
 
Not in any kind of hurry
to get her off, he took his time tasting her.
 
His tongue pierced her entrance slowly a few times before moving on to
explore the rest of her.

Wiggling under him, she
breathlessly uttered her demand.
 
"Alex, either get me off or move out of my way so I can do it
myself! I can't take it anymore!"
 

Moving back to kneel
between her legs, he rested his hands on her slim thighs.
 
"That is every guy’s fantasy to watch a
beautiful woman fuck herself."
  
His
eyes were fixed at the apex of her legs.
 
"Please baby, let me watch you make yourself come apart."
 

With no hesitation, a
testament to how desperate he made her, her hand slid down her body.
 
Her eyes on his.
 
She began to stroke her clit with wild
abandonment.
 
Her left hand playing with
her nipple.
 
Her back arched as she
plunged two slim fingers into herself.
 
"Oh, yes."
 
With that
she shattered around her own hand.
 
It
was the sexiest thing Alex had ever seen.
 

Standing in one fluid
motion he ripped off his own clothes.
 
Crawling the length of her body, kissing her as he moved to lay on
her.
 
Pausing to look into her eyes, he
held her cheek in his hand, to his surprise and delight she leaned into his touch.
 
Even with his cock demanding attention, Alex
slowed, kissing her lovingly in response to the look in her eyes.
 

Soon the kiss took on a
life of its own, growing deep and needy.
 
Breaking from her lips, he grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer and
sheathed his throbbing member. With a deep breath, and a small prayer he would
last long enough to bring her to orgasm he started to push into her.
 
Resting his forehead on hers, her hand on his
cheek, their eyes locked.
 
The connection
between the two of them was strong.
 

Mine!
Alex wanted to scream to the
world.
 
He had never been possessive of a
woman he was with, no matter how long he was with her, until Izzy.
 
That possessiveness and feeling of home with
her, were the reasons he ran from her that night.
 
They were also the reasons he was drawn to
her now.
 

"Harder."
Izzy whispered.
 

Alex wanted this
connection to last forever, but both of their bodies were demanding
release.
 
He thrust into her harder and
faster, sitting up a little to gain the leverage he needed.
 
"Izzy, you feel so good.
 
All warm and tight!"
 
The telltale tingling began at the base of
his spine, urging him on.
 

Reaching between them
he pinched her clit.
 
"Alex!"
 
She screamed as her pussy gripped his dick
with strong pulses.
 

"Oh fuck,
Izzy!"
 
He mumbled as he let go,
allowing the pleasure to wash over his body.
 
Spilling everything he had into the condom.
 
His mind and body finally at peace.
 

They clung to each
other as the pleasure of their coupling washed through their systems.
 
Alex knew now without a doubt he had to find
a way to keep her.
 
Make her his forever.
 

~*~*~*~

Stretching her body,
Izzy felt sore in areas that have not been sore in so very long.
 
She smiled to herself until a large warm arm
wrapped around her middle.
 
He is still with me!
 
Well, duh, this is his place.
 
Idiot!
 
She wondered if they had started this little agreement at her place if
he would have left her again. The thought made her sad and her body
stiffen.
 
This was a mistake.
 
She couldn’t go through this with him
again.
 
Time to bring up the bitch shields again
.
 

Rolling into him, she
pretended to look at the clock when he went to kiss her.
 
“Fuck, I have to go.”
 
She said, pretending she had somewhere
important to be was her only way out of his penthouse.
 
As she began to pull herself from his arms,
she leaned over and kissed his cheek, “Thanks for….um….last night.
 
I have to go; things to do.”
 

Before she even had one
foot on the ground he was pulling her under him.
 
Nuzzling her neck, he whispered in that
sultry voice she loved, “Babe, its Sunday.
 
Nothing on a Sunday is important enough to get out of bed at,” he
glanced at the clock, “nine in the morning.”
 
He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe.
 
“Plus I’m not done with you.”
 

Pushing him back so she
could look him in the face.
 
“You fucked
me three times last night!”
 
She couldn’t
help herself, she smiled at the end.
 

Smiling back, he leaned
in, “I need to make my month with you count.”
 

That was an odd
statement she thought.
 
Count how?
 
Maybe he was used to being with several
different girls a day or something.
 
Or
maybe he just had the sex drive of a teenager.
 
She wasn’t quite sure.
 
And she
didn’t want to question him.
 

Her mind went blank
when his fingers twisted into her. Even if her mind wanted to put distance
between them her body was on board with the idea of round four! Her mind was struggling
to gain control again.
 
“Alex, I…I…have
things I need to do.
 
Oh fuck never mind!
Do that again!”
 
Body one, mind
zero.
 

Reaching across to the
nightstand he made quick work of getting the condom out and rolling it on.
 
“Since you are busy today, I’ll skip the warm
up.
 
Not that you needed foreplay
considering how wet you are for me.”
 
He
ended his seductive sentence by licking her ear.
 
She shiver.