BOYFRIEND MATERIAL (Billionaire Romance)

by Mia Carson

  Her legs weak and vision blurry from the insane explosion of pleasure rocketing through her body, she expected him to drop his pants and hers and have at it. Instead, his hands moved to her jeans and tugged them down, along with her lacy panties. They were completely soaked through, and he grumbled with pleasure at the sight. Iris wasn’t sure what he was doing, but he lowered himself and kissed her stomach delicately.

  “Alec,” she whispered as he fell to his knees. “What… what are you…? Oh, God.” She gasped and her hands pushed through his hair.

  His tongue licked her soft folds, wet and crying for him. Each hand massaged up her thighs until they couldn’t spread wider because of her jeans. He grunted in annoyance and quickly relieved her of the rest of her clothes. His hands spread her legs, gliding easily up her inner thighs as he nibbled at her hips before moving closer to her center again. Already over-sensitized from the first orgasm, each flick of his tongue against her body sent a new wave of heat coursing through her veins. Her head fell back against the door when he sucked hard on her clit, ravishing it as his fingers spread her folds and he slipped one slowly within her hot sheath.

  Iris clung to his shoulders as he thrust inside her, spreading her in ways she’d never been spread before, teasing her as he removed his finger and rubbed it against her wetness as his mouth continued to suck and roll the bundle of nerves. Her eyes clamped shut, she let the sensations rule her and let go of her worries and anxieties, her doubts about what might happen tomorrow. This was what she wanted to experience, with Alec, tearing her apart and putting her back together in a way she knew would change her forever.

  A cry fell from her mouth, and she hung her head as her hips bucked against his mouth. His tongue parted her lips this time and moved within her, thrusting and sucking as he gripped her body hard and held her firmly against his mouth. Her body writhing, Iris screamed as pleasure ripped through her, the orgasm stronger than the last one and driving her over the edge. She fell limp, but Alec caught her easily in his arms as she sucked in gasping breaths. He scooped her up, and she stared at him through narrowed eyes.

  “Anyone ever tell you you’re incredible?” she muttered.

  He chuckled, and it vibrated through his chest to her body, tingling with the latest kiss against a place no man’s mouth had ever been. “Actually, no.” He laid her back on the bed, and she watched him as he reached for his jeans. A flash of concern shot through his eyes, but Iris smiled gently, propped up on her elbows, and licked her lips.

  Raising one brow, she let her gaze trail down his body to his throbbing erection still barricaded behind his jeans. “I can handle you, cowboy.”

  He still looked worried, but Iris slowly spread her legs for him and reached down, running her fingers lightly up her inner thigh and higher still. His eyes darkened, and he kicked off his jeans, climbed on the bed, and replaced her hand with his in seconds. As he climbed further up the bed, his body covered hers, and Iris cupped his face, bringing his mouth to hers. She licked his lips playfully, and he spread her legs wider with his knee. She didn’t know what to expect with a man like Alec, but as he kissed her, their tongues warring for control, his crown pressed against her and she gripped his hips, wanting him inside her.

  He nibbled her lip, and with a groan, he parted her swollen lips slowly with his engorged length. The heat from it warmed her center, and she dragged him in deeper. She stretched and her inner muscles quivered, but there was no pain. Alec pulled out, but she saw the strain on his face, saw his arms shake near her head. When he thrust, she met him and he slid all the way in to the hilt. She gasped at being so full, and he groaned.

  “Iris?”

  No words would come, but she moved her hips and he thrust again, swelling even more with each dragging motion in and out of her. Alec pressed himself lower, rubbing her clit with each inward thrust, and Iris wrapped her legs around his body, giving him a deeper angle as she kissed him. Their ragged breathing mingled and the rhythm they built together disappeared, replaced by a desperate desire to possess and claim the other. Iris felt the tightening of her body, the building of the orgasm, but she wanted to ride him, wanted to drive him to a yell of pleasure. The next time he thrust in, she caught him off-guard and rolled them over so she straddled his body. The shock in his eyes was priceless as she rubbed her hands down his chest.

  “Smooth,” he grunted until she clenched him tightly.

  “I like to be in control sometimes,” she replied.

  His hands slithered up her body, massaging her breasts as she rode him hard. Alec groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, and Iris grinned, but she wasn’t the only one with surprising moves. As the tension built and she knew she couldn’t hold on much longer, Alec suddenly sat up and smashed their bodies together. He bucked his hips, and she cried out at the change in angle. He rubbed against that sweet spot, and she lost all control. His name fell from her lips in a moan as he joined her, a loud groan issuing from his lips before he clamped them down on hers. Their arms twined around each other, clinging desperately to something solid as the orgasm rocked them both, passing through their bodies like an electric shock.

  Iris wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that, holding each other as if the rest of the world didn’t matter, before they fell backwards onto the bed. She slipped to his side, panting for air, and grinned up at the ceiling.

  “Holy shit,” she mumbled, and he grunted in agreement.

  “I don’t think I can move for a while,” he said, and she rolled her head until she found his eyes.

  “Too bad,” she whispered and ran her fingernail down his thigh, loving the way his muscles instantly tensed.

  He growled, covered her body with his, and kissed her until she was dizzy in his arms.

  Chapter 11

  Alec’s body tensed, and he clenched his jaw, not remembering when he’d last felt so rested. He must’ve fallen asleep at some point. His bedroom was darker. His arm reached out for Iris, remembering the last few hours, but she wasn’t there. He frowned as he tried to clear the sleep from his mind when he felt two warm hands slide up his thighs and a hot set of lips kiss down his rigid shaft.

  “Iris,” he grunted when she proceeded to lick up the length of him as her hands gripped his hips. He lifted his head enough to see her between his legs, a wicked glint in her eyes. “That’s not… Jesus Christ, woman, what are you doing to me?”

  In reply, she closed her lips around his crown and sucked him hard into her mouth. Alec’s hands gripped the sheet as he dragged in a breath and his hips bucked. She took more of him in, sliding her hands down his shaft along with her mouth. He needed to touch her, but she was out of reach. Every time she took more of him into her mouth, he lost another shred of control. He didn’t want to lose it, not yet, not unless he was buried deep inside her. Iris sucked harder, but Alec managed to maneuver himself out of her grip and pulled her onto his lap.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered silkily. “Too much?”

  He grunted and kissed her, loving her taste, but it was his turn to play. He turned her around so her back pressed into his chest, kissing her neck as one arm held her under her heavy breasts and his other slipped lower. His fingers parted her lips easily to find her soaking wet. That alone made his erection twitch against her back, wanting to thrust home, but not yet. Not until he heard her scream his name again. His fingers spread her lips wide, teasing the flesh there, gliding along it but not entering her. He tugged on her clit, rolling it between his fingers, and she arched her back into him, tilting her head as he sucked on her earlobe.

  As he ran his fingers along her, she trembled, moving her hips so she pressed against his hand. Alec’s erection swelled, and he could barely contain his desire for this woman cradled against his hips. He slipped two fingers into her warmth, and she quivered, her hips lowering onto him as he thrust them in and out, searching for that one spot. He twisted his fingers around, curving them, and knew the second he found it. Iris cried out, her back a
rching as she came around his fingers. His arm shifted up to hold her breasts, but she took his hand and sucked hard on his finger as the orgasm shook her body. Too much, it was too damn much.

  Alec groaned and withdrew his fingers. He bent her over gently, spreading her knees with his, and placed his hands on her perfectly shaped ass. She’d barely recovered from the first orgasm when he thrust inside her. She cried out, and he shuddered, his body curling over hers from the pleasure shooting through him. He thrust again, and a moan tore free from her as she reached back to grip his thigh hard. Alec couldn’t hold back, and shifting one hand around to massage her clit, he drove into her. He swelled within her, and when her inner muscles clenched hard around him and her scream tore through the room, Alec let loose and followed her scream with a groan, holding himself deep within her as he spilled every last drop.

  Slowly, he pulled out, and she shivered. Alec fell back, and she rolled over to stare at him from the end of the bed, a satisfied grin stretching across her face. “We should spend every afternoon like this,” she said, running her fingers down her body.

  Alec grunted a yes and rolled over to see the clock. “Can I interest you in staying for dinner? I don’t think we’re in any shape to go out,” he added, glancing around his bedroom at their scattered clothes.

  “Dinner,” Iris said and bolted upright. “Damn, I should get home for Sam.”

  Alec frowned. “You sure you want to leave?”

  “Want to? God, no,” she said, “but he can’t cook to save his life, and I have to make sure he eats.”

  Mention of Sam made Alec think of his own brother and that he would be coming home to the house where Alec did not want him to be. Iris stood and started to gather her clothes, but he hurried to his feet and dragged her back to bed with him, kissing her as he cupped her bare ass in his hands, giving it a good squeeze.

  “Alec,” she breathed but didn’t try to get out of his grasp.

  “What if I told you I had an idea that would let you stay here with me all night long?”

  “I’d say I’m all ears,” she said and crawled backwards on the bed. He moved with her, kissing her with each inch they moved until they were back on the bed together and he ran his hands down her sides in soft caresses. “Alec… the plan?”

  “Right, plan,” he said with a grin. “I don’t want August coming home tonight, so why doesn’t he go stay with Sam? They’re only a few years apart, and I’m sure Sam could do with some guy time, no offense to his big sister.” He watched as her brow furrowed and her lips pursed, waiting for her to say no, but she fell back against the pillow and grinned.

  “You know, I think we both could use some fun time,” she said. “You think August would mind?”

  Alec barked a laugh as he rolled off her to the floor and dug through his jeans for his cell. “You kidding me? He’ll get some pizzas and movies, and they’ll be just fine all night.” He swiped his thumb over the screen of his cell. “Huh, guess you scream louder than I thought.”

  She threw a pillow at his head, catching him off-guard, and he fell on his ass. She clapped a hand over her mouth to cover her giggling, but Alec picked it up and chucked it right back.

  “Joe called. I’m going to give him a quick ring and let him know what’s going on.”

  “Don’t tell him we had sex!” she yelped, her face turning three shades of red.

  Alec waggled his eyebrows as the blush spread down her deliciously naked chest. “I’m not, but he’s a smart man. I’m sure he’ll figure it out on his own.”

  She nibbled her lip in a way he was coming to love and hopped off the bed. He admired every curve of her body as she walked naked across the room to find her jeans. “Damn, my cell’s in my purse. I’m going to go grab it and call Sam.” She glanced around the room as Alec dialed Joe and listened to the ring.

  “Yeah, it’s Alec,” he said when Joe answered, and Iris disappeared into his walk-in closet. He tilted his head, trying to see, but Joe was talking and he shook his head. “Sorry, what?”

  “I asked if she’s calmed down,” Joe repeated. “It’s been several hours since she went after you.”

  Alec let out a contented sigh. “She’s doing just fine.”

  Joe chuckled. “Right then, I won’t keep you long.”

  “Actually,” Alec said and asked Joe to hold a second. Iris stepped out of his closet wearing nothing but one of his longer button up-shirts. She only buttoned three, giving him a clear view of her breasts, and she winked, turning around to give him another view of her ass as she walked out the door. “Sorry, I didn’t want her to hear.”

  “You want to know about the building?”

  “Yeah, did you find out who owns it?”

  Joe’s aggravated grunt was enough to give Alec an answer. “The Drayer family, of course. They own everything in this damn town, and they are selling it for a ridiculous amount of money.”

  “Money isn’t an issue. How soon can we buy it?”

  “You want to buy it, not lease it?” Joe asked to clarify.

  “Wouldn’t be a very good gift if she had to worry about that bastard looking over her shoulder every other day,” Alec explained darkly. “I want her out from under his thumb.”

  The sound of shuffling papers sounded on the other end. “Speaking of which, I think I’ve found something else of interest while I was at City Hall, but I’m not sure if I can explain everything over the phone and it doesn’t take a young man to know that you do not want to spend all evening chatting with me.”

  An image of him tearing the shirt from Iris’s body as he took her in the kitchen and hearing her cry out his name shook him hard and his erection grew instantly. “Ah… no, but I can swing by in the morning when I walk Iris to work.”

  “Good, that’d be great. I think I have found why the Drayers hated her family.”

  Alec was moving towards the bedroom door, but his steps paused. “They hated them? I thought everyone in this town loved her parents.”

  “Not everyone,” Joe said. “The mayor, especially, found them an annoyance. Their museum dedicated to the founders of this town was almost not allowed to open because of him, and he tried to shut it down several times.”

  “Why? You’d think he’d be proud of his ancestors,” Alec mused quietly. “Right, too much to talk about over the phone. I’ll see you in the morning, Joe.”

  “Of course… and Alec? Thank you.”

  He leaned in the doorway, his body warming when he heard Iris humming loudly in the kitchen. “For what?”

  “Pulling her back from that dark ledge,” he said and hung up.

  Alec disconnected and called August quickly to tell him the plan.

  “Hell yeah, I’ll hang out with Sam,” August said. “Sounds like a cool guy, and I’ll be the nice brother to give you the house for you and your lady friend.”

  “Just don’t do anything stupid with him,” Alec warned. “He’s supposed to be regaining his strength, remember? And for God’s sake, don’t watch anything that Iris might whack you over the head for.”

  August cackled. “No promises. Maybe we will plan that dinner I talked about. It’ll be fun. Tell Iris I said hi.”

  “Will do,” Alec muttered and hung up, setting his cell on the dresser.

  He tapped his fingers on the wood, the gears turning in his mind as he thought over Joe’s words. Jenson’s family never liked the Newtons, so why did he go out with Iris to begin with? He walked into his closet to find a pair of jeans to tug on and wandered downstairs, still lost in thought as he entered the kitchen and leaned in the doorway. His mouth quirked in a half smile as he watched the sway of Iris’s hips to music only she could hear.

  To think she didn’t want him in her life for any reason was absurd. He fell for her their first night together when she’d opened up and told him about her broken life. He fell for her harder when he saw the love she had for her brother and why she fought so hard to hold on. Alec wasn’t perfect either—far from it—but now th
at he’d found Iris, the idea of not seeing her every day was intolerable. He worried for a moment that she would be pissed at him for going behind her back to buy her shop back, but he wasn’t going to let Jenson or his family win, not while he was in town. And he sure as hell wasn’t about to be chased out for any reason.

  Iris stoked a fire deep in his soul that he’d sworn Nikki had squashed with her cruelty. It warmed him, and he strolled across the kitchen, slipping his arms around Iris’s waist, kissing her neck and loving how easily they fit together.

  “Get ahold of Sam?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.

  “Yeah, he was pretty excited,” she said on a sigh. He could tell by the tone of her voice she smiled. “I think he’s happier for me spending time with you than anything else.”

  “Oh, so he does like me. Good to know.”

  “Yeah, he wants you to be my boyfriend,” she teased, but Alec didn’t join in her laughter. “Alec?”

  He turned her around so she faced him, trapped between the cabinets and the heat of his body, wearing nothing but his damn shirt. Every primal instinct in his body called out to possess this woman, and the carnal hunger reflected in her eyes moved his hands to clutch her hips.

  “Do you want me to be?” he asked seriously.

  Her hand reached up, and she traced his eyebrow, a sad smile on her lips. “I told you, I’m not a simple person. You’ve seen my life. You sure you want to be a part of that craziness?”

  “Try and stop me,” he growled before he claimed her mouth.

  He hoisted her up onto the counter, and the second she spread her legs for him to fit right between her thighs, Alec knew he was lost in his ever-growing fondness for this woman.