Frenemies With Benefits (Geek To Chic Book 2)

by Brinks, Nikki

  He set down his phone, hoping she would text him back soon. If she wasn’t going he would have to find an excuse as to why both of them weren’t there. He needed an excuse that didn’t alert anyone to their bedroom activities.

  Izzy: Yep. Behave tonight! Remember our deal!

  Alex: I am truly hurt. I always behave.

  Izzy: If pinching my ass is behaving we need to establish some more rules.

  Alex: Rules, rules, rules. You teachers are full of rules. Maybe you can punish me for being a bad boy later.

  Izzy: How about this for punishment. If you don’t behave tonight, you go home ALONE.

  Alex: Behaving is boring. But I had planned on going home with a demon pixie tonight.

  Izzy: Strike one, three strikes and you and your hand have a date tonight.

  Laughing he agreed to behave and put his phone away. He did, however, plan to push the limits of behavior as far as he possible could.

  An hour later, he left his office to head to 5280 to meet up with everyone. He hoped to catch Izzy in the parking lot before they headed in. If he had to behave, he needed a proper welcoming. Parking near the side of the building, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he looked around for Izzy’s car.

  As he stepped out of his Porsche, beeping the locks and slowly made his way to the entrance. He needed to stall to wait for Izzy. He needed to touch her, kiss her, before he endured hours of being in the enemy zone with her. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he intended to look busy until she arrived. By the time he looked up she was standing in front of him, a dark look to her eyes.

  Before he could utter a word she pushed him against the building. Her small hands latched into his shirt, pulling him close for the most passionate kiss he had ever experienced. She was in complete control of the kiss, and he loved the fact. For the moment, he was fine with following her lead. Her tongue invaded his mouth. They both moaned.

  "You should greet me like this every time we meet." Alex whispered along her lips.

  She pulled away a little to look up into to his eyes. "I have this strange reaction to you. Every time I see you, I either want to run you down with my car or kiss you until you can't remember your name." She nibbled his bottom lips a little. "Since the first option is illegal and we have agreed to be frenemies with benefits for a month," she shrugged, "I thought the latter option was the best way to go."

  He quickly switched their positions, pinning her against the wall. They pawed and kissed every inch of each other. When her small hand gripped his dick through his jeans, he almost lost all sense of where they were. "Fuck our friends. Let's go to my place or hell my car and continue this." He almost pleaded. His hips rocking into her hand of their own accord.

  She laughed before kissing him senseless again. With one final hard stroke of his cock, she slipped out from between him and the wall. "That my dear frenemy was a teaser. You behave and keep us a secret and I will finish what we started. Open that big mouth of yours and you get to pick if your left or right hand will be your date for the evening." Izzy vowed, winking at him. He watched her walk away noticing the extra sway in her hips.

  Shaking his head, he took a moment to gain control of his body before following her into the noisy bar. How was he ever going to make it through a night out with their friends after a greeting like that from her? She was pushing his control to the limit.

  Walking to the tables in the back near the pool tables he spotted their group of friends. He took a moment to look at them. Examining each of his friends and each of the girls, his mind tried to match them up together. Short one girl, the couples didn’t match up correctly. He wondered how Derek had matched each of them for the bet. And who was the mystery girl? None of the guys or girls seemed particularly interested in each other beyond friendship.

  With the exception of Collin and Caroline that was. They stood close together, near one of the high top tables, leaning into one another talking. He decided to see just how close Collin was getting with his adoptive sister. “Hey guys what’s up?”

  Now that he was closer he could see that C wasn’t leaning into flirt or whisper sweet nothings to Collin, no she had her pissed off to the max face on. “Nothing.” She snapped.

  “What the fuck crawled up your ass?” Alex smarted off back to her.

  “I don’t want to talk about this with you because you will agree with him!” She stabbed Collin in the shoulder with her long slender finger.

  Collin rubbed the area she just stabbed a little. “Let’s see if he agrees with me or not.” Collin stated crossing his large arms over his chest. Without taking his eyes off of Caroline he addressed Alex. “I think she needs to sell that crappy house of hers and move into a house that isn’t trying to kill her on a daily basis.”

  C kept her eyes trained on Collin just the same as he had her, mimicking his stance. “And I told him that I loved that house, and that it just needed a few repairs.”

  “Ha, a few repairs! Not quite, honey. Should I make a list? Of the top of my head, the roof needs to be redone, the plumbing needs work and the electrical wiring needs to be ripped out and started over. And don’t get me started on the slanted floors!”

  “See repairs!” C practically shouted back.

  They seemed to have forgotten Alex was even standing there. They were fighting like a couple that was for sure. And Alex wanted no part of it. As he listened to both of them speaking over each other, he slowly slipped away towards Derek and Roni.

  “Hey man, what’s up with your sister?” He tilted his head at the couple he had just ran from.

  “Oh Collin went over to her house yesterday and I guess he found her with a flooded kitchen and a wrench in her hands. Netty was sleeping so Caroline decided to try and fix the pipe herself. After he got that little repair done, he started taking a better look at the house. Needless to say they have been arguing ever since. It is fun to watch someone else take the brunt of her argumentative side.” He chuckled and took a swig of his beer.

  “Oh leave her alone. She loves that house. It is cute. It just needs a little TLC.” Roni argued. Glaring at both men.

  “That house is so far beyond TLC, it needs a wrecking crew.” Alex said shaking his head. The women all seemed to love the little cottage house near DU that was build a hundred years before any of them were even born. The men were all ready to get the sledge hammers out and take the thing down themselves. “Not to start an argument and run, but I need a beer. I am going to the bar. Anyone need a refill?”

  “No we’re good.” Derek answered.

  Alex strolled towards the bar ordering a beer. Looking around the bar as he waited for his order, when he saw Izzy heading for the bathroom, he decided to abandon his beer and see if he could push the limits of her rules.

  ~*~*~*~

  What the hell came over me? Izzy had no idea why she all but fucked Alex outside the bar when seeing him tonight. He had looked so sexy standing outside, she couldn’t help herself. Hormones, that is all. Too much sex is screwing with my brain.

  Looking closely at her friends she noticed that Gracey was doing her best to annoy Rocco, who actually looked annoyed. Well, maybe. Izzy had a hard time reading Rocco’s expressions. Turning her attention toward Collin and C, she noticed that they were in the midst of what appeared to be a very heated argument. Swinging her attention towards Gavin and Phin, she saw that they too were arguing, with Jemma in the middle trying to get the boys to behave.

  Glancing over at Roni and Derek she saw them talking to Alex. A brief fight ensued, but by the time Alex had reached the bar, Roni and Derek were all over each other. Izzy giggled a little and made her way to the restroom. Maybe the boys weren’t getting as much ass as they claimed since they were all a little high stung right now. The only people in their little group that seemed to be happy were those who were definitely getting some on a regular basis. Izzy giggled again at the thought as she opened the bathroom door.

  This was the only bar in town with a decent bathr
oom. It never smelled bad and was always reasonably clean. She made her way to the last stall and locked the door. She heard the door to the bathroom open and close as she began to pull down her leggings. As she was about to sit down she saw a pair of familiar men’s shoes peaking under her stall door. “Izzy? Please tell me that is you and I haven’t just walked in on some random woman doing her business.” Alex asked through the door. His voice was husky, filled with want.

  Moving faster than she thought she could, she pulled open the stall door and pulled him in, scared that someone would see him. “What are you doing in here?” She whispered in a harsh tone.

  His gaze dropped to her lower half, and she realized she had just pulled Alex into the bathroom stall without bothering to pull her leggings back up. Her cheeks felt heated, she was sure that at the moment her face was the color of a fire engine from embarrassment. Before she could even think about putting her clothing back in its proper order, he pulled her into his embrace.

  All thought of embarrassment, or the fact they were in the ladies room, flew from her mind the instant his lips crashed into hers. Wrapping her hands around his neck she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.

  "I couldn't make it a minute longer without touching you." He palmed her breast through her thin sweater. "Kissing you." He kissed her neck. "Being with you." He pulled one leg from her leggings, yanking it free of her ballet flat. Alex picked her up, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his trim waist. He backed her up against the wall to stabilize her.

  They touched and kissed, the desperation to be together growing by the second. "Please, Alex." She begged when pinched her nipple through her sweater and bra. Izzy honestly didn't know what she was begging for, she only hoped that Alex would figure out something to calm the storm growing within her.

  "I got you babe." Still holding her with one arm, he unbuttoned his pants and managed to fish a condom out of his wallet. Fascinated by his movement she watched intently as he opened the foil wrapper with his teeth, tossing the wrapper in the toilet. He sheathed himself, "hold onto me babe, this is going to be fast."

  Both of them moaned loudly, probably too loud given their location, when he entered her. Her head fell back against the wall. His pace was almost frantic. She loved that she had done this to him. That he wanted her so badly he couldn't even wait to get her home in a few hours.

  "Please tell me you’re close, baby. I don't think I can hold on much longer, you feel too good." He leaned he forehead against hers, biting her lips and soothing the pain with his tongue. Izzy could clearly see the man was on the edge in the look in his eyes. Behind the haze of lust and need, she saw something else in his eyes. Something that made her believe this man wanted more from her than what was between her legs. The thought of more with Alex was what drove her into her orgasm. Alex captured her scream of pleasure in his mouth as he kissed her.

  Pumping into her faster, harder, he suddenly stilled, moaning into her mouth. Feeling his body shudder with pleasure as he leaned his forehead against her shoulder. Mindlessly, she ran her fingers through his hair in a soothing motion. How the hell can bathroom sex, have so many emotions attached to the act? That thought, along with the sound of giggling and the door closing, snapped Izzy out of her post orgasm haze.

  "Crap, I think someone walked in!" Izzy whispered to Alex.

  "Huh?" He looked at her with confusion. Obviously he was still in that wonderful post orgasmic place.

  Smacking his shoulder a little to knock him back to the present. "Someone was just in here." She spoke slowly, trying to get him understand that they had just been busted having sex in the ladies room. Another horrible thought hit her. "Shit, what if it was one of the girls?"

  Smiling, he nuzzled her neck. "Well I hope it was a girl and not some other guy come to have great sex with you."

  Smacking him again, she pulled his head away from her neck. "You know what I meant. What if that was one of our friends?" She pushed for him to let her down. His body slipping out of her, set off a little shiver in her. A shiver he must have noticed, given the smile on his face.

  They quickly righted their clothes. "I am going to slip out first and head back to the table. You go to the bar. Take your time so no one suspects anything." She directed.

  He kissed her quickly. "Totally worth getting caught for."

  Huffing out a breath, she quickly left the bathroom. Trying her best to look and act as though she hadn't just had one of the greatest sexual experiences of her life, she casually walked up to the girls. Plunking down into the empty stool. "Oh good you're here. Where were you?"

  Izzy's mind froze briefly, then she realized she had her purse with her. Placing her purse on the table, making a show of it, she answered. "I went outside to take a call from Darren. I couldn't hear him, he was at a bar or something." She waited a few beats to see if Gracey bought her excuse.

  Without missing a beat, Gracey nodded and continued in her tornado of excitement. "We have to get Roni over here and then I have the funniest story to tell you." Gracey bounced with more excitement than one of Izzy's students on the last day of school.

  By the look of pure joy on Gracey's face, Izzy knew she had a USDA grade A piece of gossip. She only hoped that it had nothing to do with her ramp with Alex in the bathroom. Gracey waved Roni over, giggling the entire time. As soon as Roni was seated, Gracey looked around and leaned in, forcing the rest of the girls to lean in.

  "So I went to the bathroom. And guess what I saw?" Her eyes lit up. I can guess, exactly what you saw. Izzy thought. She desperately wanted to sink into the floor, never to be found.

  "What could you have possibly seen in the bathroom that has you this excited? Unless you walked into the men's room by mistake and came across a very impressive male specimen at the urinal." Caroline threw out. All of the girls fell into a fit of laughter.

  "Unfortunately, no. I was in the lady's room about to step into a stall and what do my eyes behold? Only a man's shoe sticking out from under the last stall. I stepped a little closer, mind you I only got an inch or two before I heard the distinctive sound of someone having what sounded like some pretty great sex." Her eyes were the size of saucers at this point. "Now tell me if the description of the shoes fits anyone we know." Gracey smiled and clapped her hands a little.

  Double crap! Alex had taken to wearing very expensive, limited edition types of sneakers. He was a shoe whore worse than any women she had ever seen. The man spent hours on the internet and with dealers, yes shoe dealers, tracking down his precious footwear.

  "The shoes I spotted were high top converse, with very colorful, very unique graffiti art covering them. Now who do we know that has a shoe fetish and recently purchased a pair of shoes by some up and coming great graffiti artist?" All their heads snapped at once towards the bar where the man in question was saying something to the perky blond sitting next to where he stood. "Yep, those shoes would belong to no other than one of our man whore friend, Alex."

  At that moment, Alex excused himself from the paws of the blonde, grabbing his beer he strolled over to the guys. The blonde looked clearly rejected. This may work in my favor. Nodded her chin at the woman Alex had just left Izzy planted the idea that would save her ass. "So I assume the blonde was the girl he was with, given her pitiful look now that he has walked away?"

  All eyes remained on the back of the girl's head. One by one she watched her friends nod in agreement. "What an asshole. Look at that poor girl, she obviously expected more that wham bam thank you ma'am." Jemma said shaking her head.

  Poor Alex was going to get an earful about being such a blatant womanizer because of her slide of hand, but at the moment Izzy could care less as long as she was off the hot seat. The girls all started talking over each other in their rage over what Alex had done to that poor girl. The prominent words in the conversation became asshole and fucker.

  Tipping her drink to a clueless Alex, she smiled. Relaxing into the fact that she had just got away with the lie of the centu
ry. Their cover was still intact. For now.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Disappointment pierced through Alex’s system, causing his stomach to tighten. Hell, his entire body had been tight all day. Today was the end of his month with Izzy. A month they had spent screwing each other’s brains out and little else. His original plan been to take this month and show her a different side of him. Take her to nice restaurants, watch movies on the couch with her snuggled closely to his body or anything that normal people did when they dated someone. Instead, every time they saw each other over the past month they ended up naked and fucking within minutes. Some days a greeting was not even uttered in words, only in raw need to have each other.

  What was that old saying, the path to hell is paved with good intentions? That summed up his life right now.

  Banging his head against the back of the couch a few times out of pure frustration, Alex covered his face with his hands. Slowly he dragged his hands over his face. He had been so sure that after one month of seeing the real version of him, Izzy would stop hating him. Not only stop hating him, but fall in love with him. Idiot!

  Maybe it was for the best if he did let her go after tonight. They drove each other nuts. No, they drove each other to the point of homicide. Of course that fact made the sex even hotter. His cock loved it when they fought. When she was mad at him she took it out on his body in the most creative ways. He had the scars from her teeth and nails to prove it.

  Tomorrow morning he would wake up alone. He was a charmer; maybe he could talk her into another month. That would never work on her. Izzy was immune to his boyish charm by now. Fuck! How am I going to get more time!

  Alex’s mind was racing through options, as though he was working on a client that was wavering on signing with CPST. Every option he was able to think of, was met swiftly with a slap in the face from an imaginary Izzy.

  Ding Dong! His doorbell sounded more like an alarm alerting him that time was up to come up with a plan, Izzy was at his door. Standing, he moved to the let her in. She didn’t wait for him, instead she let herself in.