The Geek Job (5 page)

When their walk turned silent as they passed through the woods, he found himself watching her. She looked everywhere in the miniature city forest, everywhere except at him.

Watching out for possible muggers during daylight or avoiding him? He decided to see if lunch would rouse her. He led them out of the park and a moment later she relaxed and smiled up at him.

―So where are we going next?‖

―You‘ll see,‖ he replied enigmatically. He directed her to an outdoor bistro he‘d noticed on his way in to the hotel. It offered a roof top patio with fabulous views which he hoped would make her forget his tacky declaration of earlier.

The elevator up with others forced her against him, not that he minded, especially when she slipped her arms around his waist. Of course, he could have done without the inevitable reaction of his cock and her knowing laugh.

The metals door slid open and spilled them out onto a rooftop partially covered by a canopy. A hostess halted the group that crowded out in front of them. Anthony, seeing the many buzzing tables, worried that he hadn‘t made a reservation first, but luck remained with him.

Although the large group ahead of them was forced to wait, the hostess quickly bustled them off to a secluded table for two around the back of the elevator. Screened with potted plants, Anthony could almost imagine he and Lexie were alone.

She broke the silence. ―What a fantastic place? How did you find out about it?‖

Anthony shrugged. ―My employer

mentioned it to me. Said if I happened to bump into a gorgeous woman, I should make the effort to take her here for dinner. He recommended I do it at night, but I thought you‘d enjoy the sunshine more.‖

―You were so right.‖ Her smile at him warmed him more than UV rays of a thousand suns, and he managed to bask in her pleasure without blushing for once.

The silence broken, the conversation flowed lightly as he made sure to stick to easy topics like the weather and movies.

Lunch passed uneventfully, unless he counted the way she kicked off her shoes and stroked a foot up his calf to settle it on his lap before rubbing him with it.

He was ready when she announced, with a vulgarity he enjoyed way too much, ―Let‘s get out of here and fuck.‖ He threw some bills down on the table and wished he could fly when the elevator took too long to arrive. By the time they reached her room, he was just about incoherent.

Sensing his need, she yanked up her skirt and bent over. He retained enough control to know he wouldn‘t last long enough to give her what she needed. He dropped to his knees and then just about came anyways at the sight of her soaked panties, proof of her own arousal. He dragged her undies down and ran his hand over her cleft.

She growled, ―Don‘t fucking tease me.

Give me your cock now!‖

He obliged and to his surprise, she came first; although, he followed closely in second.

* * * *

Lexie straightened Anthony‘s tie instead of tearing it off. She ran her hands down his chest and his jacket smoothing it. ―You look dashing,‖

she declared.

His lips quirked into a smile. ―If you say so. I don‘t think the audience will care. We science geeks tend to be more interested in facts and argument than clothes.‖

―And that‘s what sets you apart. You‘re head smart and dressed smart. I can‘t wait to see you in action, well, somewhere other than the bedroom that is. We both know you rock there already.‖

What only a day ago would have set him to blushing now made his eyes twinkle behind his lenses. He kissed her, his shyness of before gone with the confidence he‘d gained in her presence—

she blamed her wet panties from lunch for that. If she‘d found the shy geek cute before, she found this more self-assured side even sexier.

They went down to the conference area, splitting up at the door as he went to the front to ensure everything was ready for his coming presentation. She took a seat in the back and watched everyone who entered carefully. They‘d spent a quiet, attack-free day, and she didn‘t trust it at all. Two attempts on their first night and then nothing? She knew the best attempts were yet to come. She needed them to come so she could remind herself she was here for work and not pleasure. Despite all the men her mother had thrown at her, all the males who‘d tried to claim her and the humans she‘d toyed with, none had affected her like Anthony did. She still hadn‘t figured out why, nor did she intend to. Once she completed this job, she‘d move on, like she always did.

As the time for Anthony‘s speech neared, the room began filling and she moved forward until she sat in the first row. Let Anthony think her eager, she wanted the proximity in case she needed to protect him. He glanced at her from time to time, not having forgotten her presence, and his quick smiles warmed her even as she chastised herself for acting so stupidly girly.

The lights in the room dimmed and the crowd hushed as Anthony stepped to the podium.

She‘d expected him to appear flustered, or hesitant, but when he spoke, she shivered.

Apparently his shyness was reserved only for her.

In front of his peers, the man was a genius and he knew it.

He spoke, and even though he used words she didn‘t quite understand at times, she found herself riveted for he spoke of her. Well, not her directly, but her species, werewolves, and not just shifters, but vampires and even the Fae, too.

The more he spoke, the more Lexie grasped just how dangerous her geek truly was.

Not dangerous in a Rambo gun toting way, but even more lethal because his research was allowing him to unravel the truth of their existence. With his understanding of their DNA, he could possibly cure their state of supernaturalness, or even scarier, improve it.

Of course, he still believed the DNA he examined came from a human, a human with mutated genes. It was even possible his theory was true, that in fact, beings long thought special or paranormal were in truth a simple birth defect, a twisted DNA strand in the original human strain.

It humbled and at the same time frightened her.

She finally grasped just why so many factions might want him—dead or alive.

Holy fuck, what if he does find a way to twist the
vampire strain in a way that makes them impervious to
sunlight? What if he expands his research and discovers a
way to make shifters invulnerable to silver, or strips the
Fae of their powers?
A lot of what ifs, but Lexie didn‘t doubt for a moment that Anthony would succeed.
He’s just too smart for his own good.

At the conclusion of his oration, the silence hung thick, then, the questions came fast and furious from the nerds in the crowd who dared question his brilliance. Anthony handled them all with aloof aplomb. This was his element.

He had the facts on his side and he used them against the naysayers.

Lexie didn‘t raise her hand, how could she when she was one of the monsters he considered still human, if special.
I wonder what he’d
think if he knew the woman he was fucking turned hairy
on the full moon or when I get real y freaking pissed?

But knowing how he‘d turn from her in probable horror and disgust—or even worse, with a clinical eye towards experimentation—didn‘t stop her from wanting him. As the crowd thinned, she stood up and caught his eye. He broke off from the group around him and strode towards her, his face flushed with triumph. He grabbed her and kissed her, more forcefully than all his previous embraces. She melted under his touch.

He pulled back and smiled at her. ―Come on. I‘m starved.‖

So was she, but not for the five course meal being served. Nevertheless, she wouldn‘t take his moment of glory from him for selfish, sweaty sex. She did, however, make him a promise for later. She leaned up and whispered in his ear.

―That was so fucking hot, and I‘ll show you later just how much it turned me on.‖ Then she nipped his ear with her teeth.

* * * *

Anthony almost went crossed eyed at her words and his cock immediately went rock solid.

Screw dinner, she was the only feast he wanted.

Now.

He dragged her into the side chamber where they kept the presentation equipment stored. He kicked the door shut and shoved a chair under the handle.

When he turned back to face her, he saw her panting. She licked her lips as she watched him with bright eyes and flushed cheeks. She threw herself at him, her hands grasping at his hair as her hot tongue found the seam of his mouth and slipped in. Anthony groaned and clasped her tight to him, squeezing her perfect ass.

―God, you were so fucking hot up there,‖

she panted.

―If you say so. The entire time I could only think of how I wanted you to spread those legs so I could see if you wore panties.‖ His brazen words spilled from his mouth, but he forgot to get embarrassed when she grabbed his hand and guided it up her skirt. He touched her moist flesh and groaned.

―You are a goddess,‖ he murmured as he rubbed his thumb against her clit. She clutched at his shoulders with a gasp and threw her head back.

The closet he‘d dragged them into didn‘t exactly have a bed or open spot for him to take her. Although, it did have a bare section of wall.

Anthony pushed her back against it and fumbled at the closure for his pants. Lexie helped him to unbuckle and shoved his pants and briefs down far enough for his cock to spring forth.

She‘d grasped his plan and wrapped her arms around his neck as he palmed her ass cheeks.

A little heavier than expected, he still hoisted her up and she aided him by wrapping her legs around his waist, drawing his cock into her moist pussy as she did so.

Anthony hissed at the feeling. He pressed her back against the wall and thrust into her. In and out, he claimed her sweet flesh, feeling her mounting excitement in the way her moist sex clamped his cock.

A rattle of the doorknob to the closet distracted him for a moment, but instead of shriveling his desire, knowing that people passed just outside the flimsy wall excited him. He plowed her faster and she urged him on.

―Oh, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard,‖ she murmured squeezing him tight.

His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he bounced her faster on his shaft. His balls drew tight under him as he slammed into her over and over. He feared getting too rough in his enthusiasm, but the harder he went at her, the wilder she grew. She must have remembered their public location at the last minute because instead of screaming like she did in their room, she leaned forward and sank her teeth into his shoulder.

Thank science for his jacket, which took the brunt, because she nipped him hard, but the pain mixed with the pleasure catapulted him into his own orgasm. He gasped as his knees trembled with the force of his climax, his hot cream jetting into her still quivering sex.

She unwound her legs from his waist and slid down with a contented sigh. ―You just keep surprising me, don‘t you? And here I took you for a bedroom only type of guy.‖

Funny, that’s what I thought too until I met you.

And he loved it.

They emerged from the closet furtively like teenagers afraid of getting caught; not that anyone remained in the conference hall when the bar was open and serving drinks next door along with a buffet.

On impulse, she twined her arms around Anthony‘s neck and kissed him. ―Thanks.‖

―For what?‖ he asked.

―For showing me science can be

passionate instead of boring.‖ She recognized her error when his brow knitted. Her statement clashed with her first day claim of loving his paper in the journal. To distract him, she kissed him again and when she had him properly flustered, she dragged him out into the corridor where conference goers milled. They made their way hand in hand to the hall where the buffet sat on a long train of white cloth covered tables. Some of the dweebs from Anthony‘s conference swarmed him, firing questions. Anthony answered them whilst squeezing her hand as if to remind her she wasn‘t forgotten. But Lexie had a more pressing problem and it was leaking down her legs.

She leaned up on tiptoe to murmur. ―I need to go visit the bathroom. I‘ll be right back.‖

She kissed the corner of his jaw and slipped away.

Lexie didn‘t like leaving him alone to go to the bathroom to deal with her sticky thighs, but surrounded by a herd of nerds, she figured him safe for the few minutes it would take her to clean up.

She did her business quickly, washing herself off with a silly grin at his impromptu act.

Who‘d have imagined he‘d garner the nerve to haul her into an oversized closet and fuck her against a wall? She couldn‘t deny her corrupting influence in this case.

Crotch wiped down, hair brushed and her makeup repaired, she re-emerged into the hall, her eyes immediately zoning in on Anthony, his height a definite advantage among these odd looking trolls. Finding him safe, she scanned the hall for danger as she approached, but saw nothing, which didn‘t reassure her. When she got within fifteen feet, with her enhanced hearing, she caught the conversation swirling around Anthony and growled under her breath.

―So Savell, where did you go and hide last night? We kind of expected you to join the meet and greet or were you too chicken to hang out with real scientists?‖

She saw Anthony‘s body tighten and she clenched her fist, not liking the tone of the taunter. ―I was otherwise occupied,‖ her scientist replied enigmatically.

The short nerd whose lecture she and Anthony had skipped out on sneered. ―Oh, please.

Admit it, you were afraid we‘d rip you a new one and shred your theory to bits.‖

Lexie had heard enough. She slid up behind Anthony and wrapped her arms around his waist. ―Hi sexy,‖ she murmured. She nudged his arm and he raised it so she could slide around his body to press against his side. She smiled at the gaping nerd crew.

―Well hi there, boys. I do hope you‘ll forgive me taking up so much of Anthony‘s time.

The man is a tiger in bed, and well…‖ She ran her hand up his chest. ―I just hate to waste good hotel sex time.‖