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Good, because I’d about hit the limit of my control. “More what?”
“Fuck me.”
I thrust in, electricity sizzling through my veins. “So fucking perfect.” I withdrew and plunged in again, and again, and again, until I was like a racehorse heading home at a full sprint. I neared the finish hoping Betts was with me. She let out a strangled cry and her body went taut, her pussy gripping my dick hard.
I hit the line, yelling out as pleasure consumed me. I continued to move, in and out, in and out, drawing out the pleasure until my body went boneless. I collapsed, pulling her with me until we were lying entwined on our backs.
I couldn't ever remember feeling so much contentment as I did at this moment. It was like finally, after forty-nine years, all the pieces of my life fit together perfectly. My son was sleeping in the other room, and while I had no illusions that moving forward things would be perfect, I truly felt that we had made progress.
And now in my bed, in my arms, was a woman I couldn't seem to get enough of, and I wasn't just talking sexually, although even now, she stirred my libido again. My attraction to Betts felt deeper than just lust. When she asked me what I wanted from her, the word “forever” flashed in my head.
Betts was smart, kind, and patient with me and Dean. I found myself wanting her to stay here the night ... hell, all the nights. The only thing that kept me from asking her to stay was Dean. Now that we were finally making progress, I didn't want him to think that my attention to him would be divided. Especially since I still didn’t know where I really stood with Betts. All the issues that were getting in the way between us still existed.
Still, I felt compelled to let her know how much I enjoyed being with her. I tugged her in closer, kissing her on the temple. "Thank you so much for being here for me."
She tilted her head up and smirked. "I was glad to help. It would be uncomfortable to walk around aroused like that."
I laughed. "I wasn't talking about that, but I appreciate your taking care of my dick as well. I meant for me personally, and for Dean. I know that things are still complicated between us since I'm your boss, but I'd like to continue to explore this connection."
Her brow furrowed. "Is that a good idea?"
"From where I stand, it is. I understand that it's different for you, but before Dean came to stay with me, I thought that we were going to continue to spend time together. I still want to do that."
Her gaze drifted down, and it made my heart stutter in my chest. She cared for me as a friend, clearly with benefits, but not more than that.
"I'm wondering if this is a good time to do this, though, considering you’re building a relationship with Dean."
"I think I can do both. I've always been good at multitasking.” Even as I said it, I knew I had to be careful that Dean didn’t feel like he was being ignored. I brushed her hair from her face. "I'm not ready to let this go."
She was quiet for a moment, and then she rolled away from me and got out of bed. I watched her, a feeling of desperation growing in my chest. How could I make her understand how much I needed her?
I got out of bed and found my lounge pants, slipping them on. Then I made my way over to her and waited until she was dressed before I reached out to her. "I'm sorry if I said something wrong."
She shook her head, her gaze downward. I put the crook of my finger under her chin, lifting her head so she could look at me.
"It's just like you said, there's so many complications."
I nodded. At the same time, I wondered if there was something more. I knew I couldn’t push her. She had more at risk, and I needed to give her time to decide whether I was worth it.
"Tell me you'll think about it,” I said.
Her eyes were wary, but she gave a slight nod. "Okay. I'll think about it.”
I wouldn't lie that her resistance hurt, but I reminded myself of all that she was risking to be with me. And it wasn't like I was such a catch. Sure, I was rich, and she seemed to enjoy our time in bed, but I was so much older and had a teenage son and an ex-wife. That, added to the fact that sleeping with the boss could hurt her reputation at work. I should have been questioning why she was here.
I walked her to the door. "Thank you again for all you've done for me and Dean."
She smiled. "Of course. I'm glad to see the two of you starting to grow together."
"I hope you’ll come over and have dinner with us again sometime." I kicked myself because I was pressuring her again.
The wariness in her eyes told me she wanted me to stop pushing it, but she managed a wan smile. "I'm surprised you'd want me over again after I kicked both your butts in Catan."
I laughed. "I've had many lessons in humility lately. I suspect I needed them." I needed to let her go. What was the saying? If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it was meant to be? "You're going to be okay getting home?"
She nodded. "Yes, I'll be fine."
I walked her to her car and watched as she drove off. A sense of wrongness filled my chest. She should be here with me and Dean. An image of us living together as a family flashed in my mind. Hell, maybe we could have more children. It was the first time in a long time that the idea of remarrying and having a family not only seemed possible, but something I wanted.
