Everything and More

by E. L. Todd

  ***

  When work was finally over, Alex and I left the building, walking side by side. She wore a gray hoodie over her sports bra, and her hair was in a high ponytail. Even when she dressed down, she still looked like a knockout. Just walking beside her was distracting.

  “Sleepover at my place?” I nudged her in the side gently.

  She smirked. “You always want me to sleep over.”

  “You’re like a really sexy teddy bear.”

  “Sexy teddy bear?” she asked incredulously.

  “Oh yeah.”

  She chuckled. “Thanks for the compliment…I guess.”

  “Come on, I’ll take you out to dinner. There’s this Mediterranean place in the city that has awesome food.”

  She reached her car and pulled out her keys. “Can we go tomorrow?”

  “Why tomorrow?” I leaned against her car and faced her.

  “I have plans tonight.” She unlocked her door then threw her purse inside.

  “What are you doing?” I asked casually.

  “Gerald and I are hanging out.”

  My body immediately tensed in defense. “What?”

  “He’s making dinner at his place,” she said. “Then we’re watching a movie.”

  I drew myself to my full height, feeling the anger surge through me. I wasn’t angry at Alex, but at Gerald. What was he pulling? Just a few hours ago, I claimed her as mine. What the hell was he doing? “No.” I was so ticked off I couldn’t say much else.

  “No?” She raised an eyebrow while she looked at me.

  “No,” I repeated. “I don’t want you spending time with him.”

  “Oh really?” She stood directly in front of me, her shoulders square and an angry look was in her eyes. “Well, I don’t care what you want. He’s my friend.”

  “No, he isn’t,” I said with a clenched jaw. “He just told me a few hours ago that he’s pissed off you want to be with me instead of him. He said he deserves you after how nice he’s been to you.”

  She rolled her eyes. “He didn’t say that.”

  I wanted to break her window. “Yes, he did!”

  She didn’t flinch while I lost my temper.

  “I’m not making this up. I’m not even jealous. He sees you in a different way than you see him. The idea of you being alone with him, in his apartment, makes me uncomfortable.”

  “I can take care of myself,” she snapped.

  “But it’s better not to be in a bad situation to begin with,” I snarled. “Alex, I’m looking out for you. I know you think a guy and a girl can just be friends, but I’m telling you they can’t. He has feelings for you, and the more you spend time with him, the more he thinks he has a chance.”

  “Isn’t he your friend?” she asked.

  “He was,” I barked. “But after the shit he said today, he’s not anymore.”

  She rolled her eyes. “I don’t like jealous guys. It’s a turn-off.”

  “I’m not jealous,” I hissed.

  “You either trust me or you don’t.” She twirled her hair in her fingers and shifted her weight to one leg.

  “It’s him I don’t trust.”

  “Well, I don’t let anyone tell me what to do, whether you’re my boyfriend or not.”

  Her attitude was driving me crazy. “Fine. I’ll just call up Deana and see if she wants to hang for the night. No big deal.”

  Her eyes flashed wide. “It’s not the same thing and you know it. I’ve never slept with Gerald.”

  “But he’ll try to sleep with you!”

  “And so what if he does?” she challenged. “If he really wants something more with me, it’ll be a perfect time for me to let him down easily so we can still be friends and work together.”

  “After the conversation I had with him, he doesn’t strike me as a logical guy.”

  She pressed her lips hard together, the anger etched into her eyes.

  “He said you were a hot piece of ass.”

  Her eyes flashed. “He did not!”

  “I heard him with my own damn ears, Alex. He doesn’t respect you the way you think he does. He feels entitled because of all the nice things he’s done for you. Maybe this is a news flash to you, but guys are only nice when they want something. Most of the time, it’s not because they care about you.”

  “Then what do you want from me?” she challenged.

  “You.” I stepped closer then stared down at her. “All of you. But he wants the same thing.”

  “I can’t hang out with Yates and now I can’t hang out with Gerald? This is ridiculous…”

  “You can hang out with whomever you want, as long as they’re just a friend.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. “I’m going anyway.”

  “Then I’m going too.”

  “What?” she snapped.

  “You heard me. I don’t want you to be alone with him.”

  She growled then opened her car door. “Good night, Theo.”

  I held onto the frame so she couldn’t close it. “Alex, I mean it. I’m not the jealous type. I never have been. I’m worried about your safety.”

  She turned her gaze on me. “What are you saying? You think Gerald would rape me or something?” She gave me an incredulous look.

  “No…but I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to kiss you.”

  “Then I’ll pull away. Problem solved.”

  I growled. “Alex, why don’t—”

  “I’ll talk to you later.” She slammed the door shut then locked the doors.

  I banged on her window but she ignored me.

  I sighed then marched off, trying not to let my anger get to me. I wanted to smash my fist through her window then grab her by the neck. It took all my strength to keep walking with my arms by my sides.

  ***

  All I could think about was Alex. What was she doing? Did Gerald make a move on her? Was she thinking about me?

  My phone was on my chest while I stared up at the ceiling. I lay across the top of my bed with my feet hanging over the edge. My mind was racing and I was trying to remain in control. I couldn’t describe the feeling in my chest. Was I jealous? Or was I just concerned? Perhaps both.

  I texted her again. Please tell me when you leave.

  She didn’t respond.

  Time was going by so slow. I hadn’t eaten anything all day because I wasn’t hungry. The stress pooled in my stomach and made me feel nauseated. Alex kept coming into my mind, petite and beautiful. She was strong, but if Gerald really wanted to make her do something, he could.

  And that made me sick.

  I tried to rationalize my emotions. Maybe I was just overreacting. Gerald did say those things but perhaps he was just upset at the time. Maybe he really did just want to be her friend and he respected her commitment to me.

  But what if I was wrong?

  I kept checking my phone, wondering if the battery had ran out or I missed her call.

  I sighed then started to count indefinitely, needing to get my mind off of Alex. Eventually, my eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was to the sound of my phone.

  Alex texted me back. Heading home now.

  So she was okay? Did he try anything?

  She didn’t respond.

  Alex?

  I’m not going to even respond to that.

  I breathed a sigh of relief. Come over.

  I’m tired.

  Come over and sleep with me.

  No.

  I growled in frustration. She was so damn annoying.

  I left my apartment and headed to her place. If she wouldn’t come to me, then I would go to her. When I arrived at her door, I knocked louder than I meant to. The desperation was getting to me. When she didn’t answer, I knocked again.

  She yanked the door open. “God, you’re annoying.”

  I stared her down. “What happened? Did he try anything?”

  “We had dinner then watched a movie.” She had a pissed look
on her face. “Then I left.”

  That sounded too good to be true. “And he didn’t try anything?”

  She rolled her eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”

  “I get that a lot,” I said like a smartass. “So, really? Nothing happened?”

  “You’re acting crazy.”

  “You didn’t hear what he said. I did.”

  She sighed then started to shut the door. “It’s been a long day and I’m tired. Bye.”

  I put my foot down so she couldn’t close the door. “Let me in.”

  “No.” She held her ground.

  I sighed. “Look, I’m sorry for my behavior. I just care about you and want to make sure some guy isn’t making you uncomfortable.”

  Emotion moved into her eyes, but it was only for a moment. “I can take care of myself, Theo. I don’t need you to do it for me.”

  “I know,” I said gently. “But I want to anyway.”

  She loosened her hold on the door but didn’t let go.

  “Baby, let me in.” I looked into her eyes and leaned forward. “I can break down this door at any time. You’re lucky I’m being polite.”

  Uncertainty was in her eyes. I knew she was annoyed with me. A part of her wanted me to go, but another part wanted me to stay.

  I decided to push her in the right direction. I leaned over the threshold then gripped her hip. When she let me, I knew I could go a little further. I pulled her toward me gently then moved my lips to her neck. I pressed a few gentle kisses there, loosening her up. My lips moved to her ear. “Let me in.”

  She moaned quietly. “Okay.”

  I smiled in victory then stepped inside. “That was easy.”

  Her eyes leapt in flames and she smacked me. “Jackass.”

  I chuckled and watched her walk away. “Where are you going?”

  “To shower.”

  “Ooh, I could use a rinse.” I followed behind her.

  “Who said anything about we?” she demanded.

  “Can I watch?”

  “No.”

  I grabbed her hip again then moved my lips to her neck.

  “I’m not falling for that.” She moved out of the way then grabbed a towel from her linen closet.

  “Damn.”

  She yanked her ponytail and let her hair fall freely. Then she ran her fingers through it.

  “But what if you fall?” I asked. “I should be there just in case.”

  “I’m sure I’ll be fine.” She walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water.

  “But what if you’re trying to scrub your body and you can’t reach a certain spot? I don’t know about you, but I take personal hygiene very seriously.”

  She smiled even though she tried to hide it. “You want to shower with me?”

  “I just want to make sure you’re okay.” I sat on the closed lid of the toilet and gave her a cocky smirk.

  “Fine. Shower with me.” She put her hands on her hips.

  Whoa…what? “Sorry?”

  “Do it. Shower with me.” She wasn’t backing down. “Stand under the hot water with me while the drops run down my naked body.”

  My cock twitched at her description. My throat suddenly went dry.

  She smirked triumphantly. “That’s what I thought.” She placed her towel on the rail then removed her earrings.

  I decided to rise to her challenge. I stood up then pulled my shirt off. My chest and stomach were strong and packed with muscle. Alex liked my appearance even though she tried to act like she didn’t.

  She stared at my broad chest then yanked her shirt off. She stood in a black bra that pushed her tits together. She had gorgeous curves and her tits were the nicest I’d ever seen. I’d give anything to suck them raw.

  I unbuttoned my jeans then pulled them down. When I stood in just my boxers, my hard-on was noticeable. I wished I could hide it but I couldn’t.

  Her eyes moved over me then rested on the definition of my cock in my drawers before she looked back into my eyes. She undid her jeans then slowly pulled them down. She was wearing a pink lacy thong. Her thighs were toned and firm and her ass was perky. I stared at her shamelessly, my eyes devouring her.

  Then we stared at each other, silently challenging each other.

  Alex waited for the grand finale. Judging the light smirk in her eyes, she didn’t think I would do it.

  I’ll prove her wrong.

  I grabbed my boxers and yanked them down. My cock was long and hard against my stomach. I was proud of my size and I knew Alex would like it too.

  Her eyes immediately darted to it and surprise burst inside them. Her lips automatically pressed together and her eyes turned dark.

  She liked what she saw.

  I waited for her to remove her next item of clothing. I hoped it was her bra. I’d already seen her tits once but I was eager to see them again, this time when she was sober.

  She slowly moved to her straps and peeled them away. Then she undid the clasp in the back and the bra fell to the floor.

  Fuck.

  I stared at her blatantly, trying to keep my eyeballs inside my head. Her rack was perky and big, round and full. Her nipples were hard because she was cold. Her chest was disproportionally big to her slim waist. But that made them more desirable.

  Then she pulled down her thong and kicked it aside.

  I stared at her naked body and felt my cock twitch. I was already oozing from the tip because I wanted her so badly.

  Alex gave me a flirtatious smirk then turned around and stepped into the shower.

  When I got a view of her ass, my heart almost gave out. Every inch of it was gorgeous. I wanted to take a bite out of it.

  “Coming?” she called through the door.

  Her question could be interpreted in two different ways. I walked into the shower and stood behind her. She was moving her hands through her hair while the hot water sprayed on her. Her ass was at my front and I stared down at it, my thoughts becoming dirty.

  She turned around and faced me. “The water feels good.”

  A moan escaped my lips because that was the only form of communication I was capable of.

  She lathered her hands in shampoo then massaged it into her scalp. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes as the water ran down her.

  I came closer to her then moved my hands around her waist. “Shit, you’re beautiful.”

  Her hands moved up my chest. “You are too.”

  I grabbed the back of her neck then held her still. I moved my lips down her throat to her shoulder. Unconsciously, my hand went to her ass and I gripped it tightly, loving how strong it was.

  Since she let me see her naked, I assumed getting physical was okay. I pressed my hand into the middle of her back then kissed her tits. I sucked each nipple hard and felt her rack in my hands. “You have the nicest tits I’ve ever seen.”

  She held on to me and leaned her head back. “Thank you. I get that a lot.”

  I turned back to the wall then I lifted her up. Her legs wound around my waist. My cock was pressed into her stomach. I kept one hand under her ass and the other in her hair. Then I kissed her, moving my mouth against hers.

  She was an amazing kisser. Every time her lips brushed past mine, I thought I wouldn’t catch my breath. Her tongue danced against mine, driving me wild. She tasted so good, like honey. Feeling her tits against my chest only heightened my arousal. I loved feeling her wet and naked body against mine.

  I kissed the corner of her mouth then moved my tongue between her lips. Her warmth breath filled my lungs, giving me life and passion. The chemistry with her was powerful and blinding. She was sexy as hell, and she was all mine. Perhaps when I hated her, I really did just want her instead. How could I not want this woman? She was revving me up and keeping me idle at the same time. I wanted to take her against the shower wall right then and there but I had to remind myself to slow down. I hadn’t even been dating her that long. We were rushing this so fast. I was already sleeping with her most n
ights and telling her not to spend time with other guys. I was becoming a control freak. That’s what Alex did to me.

  She and I made out in the shower until our skin started to prune. My cock ached because it wanted to be inside her so bad. I had to exert control and not rush her. Coming into the shower was spontaneous and we both hadn’t anticipated it. If we kept going at that rate, we’d be pregnant and married within a few months.

  After we turned off the shower and dried off, we headed into her room. Her hair was slightly damp and she dried it with a towel. Then she pulled on a new thong and a t-shirt.

  I stared at her, my thoughts still in the gutter.

  “Sleeping here?” she asked.

  “The only way you’re getting me out of here is if you call the cops.”

  She smirked slightly then got into bed.

  I moved between the sheets then snuggled beside her, just in my boxers. “You’re an amazing kisser.”

  “Thank you. You aren’t bad either.”

  I chuckled. “Not bad? Even though the shower was on, I could still hear you moan.”

  “I had something in my throat…”

  “Right…” I placed gentle kisses along her shoulder and neck. “I’m sorry I was…controlling earlier.”

  “It’s okay. Just knock it off.”

  I kept kissing her. “I’m just really into you.”

  “I know.”

  I smirked. “You know?”

  “You’re all over me all the time.”

  “Like you aren’t all over me too.”

  She shrugged but she was smiling.

  “Just admit it.” My hand moved down her stomach and toward the brim of her panties.

  Alex didn’t stop my hand. Actually, she opened her legs wider, inviting me. “Admit what?”

  “You’re obsessed with me.” My fingers reached the lace and I felt it in my fingertips.

  “I am not.”

  My hand moved under the fabric then inched toward her clit. When my warm fingers touched her, she moaned quietly. I gently rubbed my fingers in a circular motion and then applied more pressure.

  Alex closed her eyes and released a deep moan from her lips. Her hand automatically seized my arm and gripped me.

  I moved harder and faster.

  She arched her back and started to pant for me.

  I pushed her as hard as I could, making her legs shake. Then I stopped.