Red hot lust surges through me like wildfire. Her moans become the gasoline to my already blazing desperation.
I continue to stare at the juncture between her thighs and realize I have two choices. I can torture myself by staying and watching her little show; possibly succumbing to the intensity when I drop to my knees and devour her sweet pussy.
Or, I can do the sensible thing and walk away. Avoid falling victim to her sexy taunts, aiming to break down the wall of will power I’ve so carefully constructed. I need to remind myself of her brother’s plea to me.
Keep her out of trouble. Watch out for her. Protect her.
If I fuck her, I won’t be holding up my end of the bargain. I’d be taking advantage of Kady and this arrangement. I’ll disappoint Cade and myself, even if he never finds out. And if he does, it could create tension between Christian and Cade. That’s the last thing I’d want to do.
Maybe under different circumstances I’d let myself go with Kady. Lord knows I want to. But right now, I’m caught between a rock and a hard place. A really hard place.
I also feel like I’m bit of an easy target. I specifically overheard Kady telling her sister she wants a fun Italian hookup and it doesn’t matter if it’s with me or some other random dude.
I may not want a relationship with a woman, but I want to matter to them. There’s something about this situation that has me feeling played. Unimportant and insignificant.
If I give into her–like a puppet on a string – I won’t feel good about myself. Add that to my fear of being cut from the team and my poor play, I’ll look like a fucking chump.
Taking one fortifying gulp of air, I step back, my ass hitting the wall, allowing some modicum of space between us. Her eyes pop wide, confusion marking her features, as I turn and walk out the door, bypassing my bedroom and heading toward the front door.
Just as I step outside, door handle in grip, I hear Kady cry out. It could be ecstasy from her orgasm, but it sounds closer to frustration.
“What the…you’re leaving me, Gavin?”
Closing the door behind me, I shake my head clear, wondering what the hell I’m doing. Am I the biggest goddamn idiot on the planet for leaving her this way? Sexually frustrated and unfulfilled?
As I walk briskly down the street, my hands curl inside my front pockets, and I have no idea where I’m headed. All I know is I had to get away from Kady before I caved and made a costly mistake that would be difficult to undo.
Cade was certainly accurate when he described his sister. She is trouble.
Kady Griffin is a beautiful mess and has no idea the kind of destruction she leaves behind in her wake.
Sweet disaster is written all over her.
And that’s part of her allure that could be my undoing.
