Levi ran his hand up her leg to her panties, where he slid his fingers across her center.
Emily gasped. “Don’t stop.”
His hand was beneath her panties, his finger sliding inside her a second later. They both let out a groan.
She was ready—so ready and wet.
Why stop? They were adults. “I want you.”
“Yes.” Emily slid her hand up and down his length, which was really unnecessary. He was harder than a mallet.
He grabbed a condom from his wallet in the pocket of his slacks that were barely held up by his thighs. He put it on, kissing her chest and neck as he did. “You smell so good.”
He dragged her panties down her legs and past her heels, tossing them aside as he positioned himself at her center. She gazed up at him with a sexy, loving smile…loving.
He swallowed and doubt eked its way into his fuzzy one-track mind. He had to make sure she wouldn’t regret this. “You’re okay if this is casual, right?”
By the time the words had left his mouth, he knew he’d fucked up.
Her body tensed and her smile fell. “What we have is new, but… Are you saying this”—she waved at the fun parts still touching, yet not nearly close enough—“is all you want?”
“I’m saying it’s all I’m capable of right now.”
Emily covered her chest, and Levi mentally groaned. Should have kept his damn mouth shut.
But then it would have felt like a lie. As much as he was attracted to her, dating Emily would complicate things.
“Why?” she said.
He pulled off the condom and tucked himself in his pants, no matter that his body was still primed for release. “Isn’t it obvious?” He tried for a gentle tone, but frustration overrode everything, making his voice sound tense. “You work for me, and I’m trying to keep the club from going bankrupt. And there’s my past with your sister. It would be strange for us to date.”
“Strange.” Fire lit behind her pretty gray eyes. She slid off the desk and reached for her top and bra. She pulled her top over her head and tugged down her skirt, bending to grab the panties he’d removed. “Funny, I don’t find us strange. It feels really good to be in your arms.”
“I wholeheartedly agree, but you have to admit, there are other things that should take precedence over our attraction for one another. I have to take care of my brothers and the resort. And you and I don’t really make sense as a couple.”
She nodded, but it wasn’t a friendly nod. Her lips were pressed together, her movements choppy. She looked like she was about to unleash serious wrath. “I see. So my sister is good enough for you, but I’m not?”
“No, that’s not what I meant.” Damn his mouth. He should have kept that last bit to himself. His body thought they made perfect sense. His mind, however, couldn’t puzzle it out. “I just don’t see how we could have something lasting with all the baggage.”
“I don’t have baggage, Levi.”
“My baggage.”
“Because you’re not over my sister?”
He ran a heavy hand down his face. “No—I mean, yes, I’m over your sister. But that doesn’t change the fact that I once loved her.” He winced. “Given what I knew about love at the time.”
“So because you once loved her, you can’t love me?”
He didn’t answer. Which was probably answer enough. Though the reason he’d remained silent was that he hadn’t been thinking in terms of love with Emily. He’d been thinking about want, and desire, and need. Not love.
“So it’s only sex for you?”
That was basically what he was saying, but in reality, he wanted more. He just didn’t think they could have more. They weren’t meant to be together. If they had been, he would have noticed Emily from the start and not her sister. He wouldn’t have forgotten Emily’s existence before she’d crashed back into his life.
She grabbed her bag and ran out of the office.
“Wait.” He fumbled with the condom still in his hand and tossed it in the trash for the cleaning crew. Probably not the best move, but he didn’t give a shit right now.
