Husband With Benefits
Chapter 377: BWB

Chapter 377: BWB

As Isabella stood there staring at the man in the kitchen, her face was furrowed in a scowl instead of the usual appreciation she had for handsome men. As she crossed her arms in front of herself, she shook her head in exasperation, muttering to herself," If only I was a judge I would..."

Once again, she glanced at him and sighed. There really needed to be a law against men looking so good in those floppy ponytails on the top of their heads! It’s unfair, really. Those were supposed to be reserved for cute chubby babies!

As her gaze continued to linger on him, her scowl deepened. There also should be a law against men rolling up their sleeves for cooking. Seriously, does he have to make cooking look so effortlessly sexy? If you knew you are going to cook, just wear something short sleeved. She would definitely draft a petetion for a law against such a blatant display of attractiveness.

"If I hadn’t felt you tighten around me a few times, I would have definitely thought that you were angry at me..."

Isabella coughed as the man’s soft voice washed over her and his words penetrated her brain fog.

She watched, frozen as Ian turned off the stove and walked to her slowly. Catching her by the waist, he quickly lifted her up for a quick kiss before setting her down, as he lightly pinched her a**," Good morning, sweetheart. You must be hungry after the workout."

The man grinned, showing off his dimples while her scowl returned full force. "Workout? It has definitely been that! The man was a beast! He’d tortured her so much that she’d been unable to think straight. Even now she had a brain fog! And here he was, cooking as if this was a normal occurrence. As if he not just spent the entire morning, f*cking her brains out."

"It had been for him, Isabella. A normal occurrence. Can’t you tell how experienced he is unlike your bumbling half virgin self." Her inner snide Isabelle commented in her head, bursting her bubble quickly. Yup, she reminded herself. While Ian had rocked her world, he was not like herself. This might be a regular occurrence for him.

Those bedposts and that scarf were already there. As her mind reminded herself, she seemed to have fallen off the clouds and she carefully straightened her expression. There was no need to show him just how rocked her world was. And.."I’m not a half virgin more. Not after this morning." She reminded her inner self.

As she went to sit at the table, she looked at the large spread of breakfast on the table and gulped," How do you eat like this and stay in shape?"

Ian looked at her and winked," Exercise, sweetheart. Didn’t I just show you?"

Isabella snapped her mouth shut. Exercise? He’d treated her like his own personal plate at a buffet, adding difference things and then licking them or eating them off her. She was red all over her body, covered in little hickeys and teeth marks. She’d have to bathe in her concealer if she wanted to hide them!

As she stabbed at her piece of egg, the fork was suddenly taken out of her hand as she was pulled back against a hard body," Something on your mind?"

She clenched the knife in her hand, ignoring the way he was leaning over her shoulder and nuzzling her neck and said stiffly," Please stop, Ian."

Whether it was the tone of her voice or her request to stop, Ian seemed to freeze before he stepped back. She felt the sudden loss of his warmth and tears threatened to fall. She took a deep breath and looked up to see Ian standing far away, looking at her carefully, his gaze guarded. The look made her feel even more vulnerable and she quickly turned her eyes back to her plate.

The man standing opposite her was different from the playful person she’d come to brfriend and the intense lover that she’d experienced. This was the look he usually wore as the boss.

When she said nothing, Ian sighed and questioned her again, this time without any coazing but directly," You have something on your mind, Isabella. Tell me."

"I... its nothing much. I think I just need time to think about things that happened this morning. Everything was so unexpected and then there was..."

Isabella looked up at him as she tried to explain but was at a loss of words, unknowing how to say this.

"Isi? Are you telling me that you were unwilling?" Ian asked quietly.

Isabella gave a horriied gasp and shook her head vehemently," No. That’s not what I meant. Just that...you’re too much, Ian. You’re too attractive and too expereinced for me. And I don’t know what the proper protocol in such situations is. Should I call a cab and leave after breakfast? What should I do?"

Ian sighed and relaxed as he watched her face in confusion. Instead of answering her, he gently cupped her face," First, there is no way, you are leaving this house with only this little shirt to cover you."

"But you tore off my clothes..."

Ian grinned at that," Well of course I did. Now, hush and listen. I cannot do anything about my experience. It is what it is. See, you are considerably younger than me and I am the prosmicious kind. But I can assure you that I am clean, I can have the blood work for it and we used protection. For reducing my attractiveness to you, I am willing to do as you say so that you would not be distracted by it."

"You’re making a joke out of this..." Isabella started to point out but was interrupted by Ian who continued," I told you to listen. As for protocol and stuff, it is whatever the two of us are comfortable with. If you don’t want to stay here, then we part ways here and I can drop you home, after getting you some clothing of course."

Isabella nodded carefully at that, still feeling a bit lost. After all, she had more questions the most prominent one being... was this morning a one time thing or were they going to be more... Was he her Boss With Benefits?(BWB)

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