She reaches for me, pulling me close by my belt loops. “Yes,” she says. “Do that. Fuck Caroline.”
But I shake my head and step back. “I can’t. Sweetheart, fuck. I want to. So much. But I can’t.”
She frowns. “What do you mean, you can’t?” She glances toward the door. “I’m pretty sure Andrea knows what we’re doing. She’ll keep Evelyn. It won’t take that long.” She gives me a mischievous smile.
“No. I really can’t.”
She blows out a breath. “Grayson,please. I know the whole accidental pregnancy thing is scary, but I promise we can?—”
“I promised the guys.”
She stops. Then frowns again. “The guys? Do you mean James and Cas?”
I nod. “Yes. The only guys I’m discussing sex with you with.”
“Well, that’s good. But what do you mean, you promised the guys?”
“I told them we wouldn’t have sex without them.”
She sits up a little straighter and pulls her bra up over her breasts.
“Oh.” That seems to sink in. “You all discussed…rules? Like you all decided, this would just always be a foursome. Never just you and me?”
“Yes. Just like they won’t be having sex with you without me.”
She seems to think that over for a moment, then shakes her head. “Well, I appreciate that we are committing to this and that we’re communicating and establishing boundaries but, I don’t really love that you all are having that conversation without me.”
Yeah, that’s fair. “You’re right. We should’ve included you. You just weren’t there. And we were discussing things, including this trip. This conversation just happened right before we left for New York.”
She scoots off the desk and goes to retrieve her shirt, pulling it on and smoothing the front, then running her fingers through her hair. “Okay. But going forward, nobody makes rules about sex without everyone there.”
“That seems like a good rule.” I smile. “That we just made without them.”
She finally smiles. “Right. Okay, but seriously, we need to talk when we get back.”
“Okay.”
She seems to still be thinking things over. “So the rule is, it’s the four of us or nothing?”
“Yes.”
“Does that include oral and hands and fingers? Just no cocks? Or is it everything?”
I groan. “Honey, you're killing me. Even hearing you talk about it all makes me hard.”
She lifts a brow. “I don’t care. You helped get us to this state, knowing that you were going to pull back.”
I nod. “Fine. We didn’t discuss specifics. We just said no sex.”
She puts a hand on her hip. “But you and I aren’t having pussy-cock sex, anyway.”
My cock reacts to her saying those words like I’m a horny thirteen-year-old. I have to adjust myself and I give her a stern look.
She doesn’t care. “So really what you mean is no orgasms without the other two present,” she says.
“I suppose so, yes.”
“Does that include phone sex? Like what if we called them and included them? Or we could get on a video call with them. They could have sex at the same time. Would that count?”
