She’s rambling a little. She seems aware of that because she suddenly stops and presses her lips together.
I stare at her, my chest rising and falling as I breathe hard, forcing my mind to focus on something other than the fact my cock isfinallypressed up against this woman’s pussy. “What?”
“It’s just for fun. Temporary while I’m in town. Obviously. But, yeah, we slept together. The three of us. And plan to again.” She pauses, winces slightly, and says, “It was great,” almost apologetically.
I let that sink in.
She slept with the guys next door.
She had a threesome with the guys next door.
Okay.
I blow out a breath. I slip my hand out of her shirt, letting go of the best breast I’ve handled in a very long time. I let her slide down the wall and make sure she’s standing on her own, then step back. I shove a hand through my hair.
Finally, I say, “That’s good.”
She blinks up at me. “It is?”
“Definitely.”
“Oh.” She frowns, as if confused.
“I can’t do this,” I tell her. I take a step back as if to emphasize the point. To both of us. “I let this go too far as it is. I’ve wanted you since day one. I was serious about that. But I can’t get involved.”
“Oh,” she says again.
Fuck, I sound like a dumbass. We both know if she hadn’t said that about James and Cas, I’d be buried balls deep right now.
My cock pulses, and I silently curse.
Fuck,I want her.
But I Can. Not. Do. This.
“I know this feels like I’m running very hot, then cold. Being an asshole, or whatever. And Idowant you. I just can’t.”
God, she looks good freshly kissed and driven against the wall. Her lips are plumper and pinker, her hair is mussed, she’s breathing a little hard, and her nipples are poking against the front of her shirt, beckoning me.
I want to suck on her nipples so badly.
I could turn her, bend her over my couch, and fuck her good and hard, just once. Get it out of my system. Get just one taste of her. Feel her gorgeous pussy around my cock just once.
But once would never be enough.
And once is all it could take to wreck my life.
Okay, wreck my life even more.
It’s not like you have to screw a woman four times to get her pregnant. I shove my hand through my hair again.
“I’m really sorry, Caroline,” I say. “I just have to be more careful now. I’ve got Evelyn. And she’s taught me that even one tiny screw up can change the lives of multiple people. My life has been turned upside down—hers is a confusing, chaotic mess. It’s affected my business, it’s even affected my parents and my sister. And everything else in my life. I just can’t risk casual sex. Especially right now, when my life feels like a train barreling down the tracks with no brakes.”
Caroline frowns. “I’m not looking for a long-term relationship. The last thing I want is to get pregnant or have someone misinterpret sex for something more serious.”
I nod. “I believe you and I respect that. But as I’ve learned, things can still happen. The only way for me to be in total control of my life and Evelyn’s is to do whatever I can to mitigate even potential complications.”
She does not say,“Oh now I’m a complication? Well, fuck you,”like many other women would. Instead, she nods. “I get it. That makes sense.”
