Page 31 of The Roommates

“No.” Colin cleared his throat and stood. “Don’t be ridiculous.” His voice was still gravel.

Mine would probably be as bad. This was where I should sayit was just a kissorit wasn’t a big deal.“What’s next on the agenda?” I managed to sound normal, but I certainly didn’t feel it. What was going on with my body? My head?

“Hang on. We’re not done with the previous conversation.” Colin was back to himself as well. “I want to know, Daria, if we hadn’t stopped, what were you going to do?”

I wanted to know that too.

Pink spread across her cheeks. “Hope you didn’t mind me watching.”

And now I was even harder. How was that possible? I also refused to lose control of this situation. “You like watching, then?”

“It all depends on the who and the what. I like it best when I can tell everyone’s enjoying themselves.” She managed both demure and confident in a single response.

Colin dropped onto the mattress next to me, his thigh brushing mine and sending another wash of desire through me.

“I’m all about everyone enjoying themselves,” I said.

Daria’s playful smile threatened to undo me. “So you’ve said.”

I rested a hand on Colin’s thigh, high enough to feel his heat without me making contact. I looked him in the eye. “What do you think? Interested in enjoying ourselves a bit more?”

“I don’t know.” The way Colin licked his lips then caught the bottom one between his teeth was as enticing as Daria’s smile. “Sure.”

His agreement was all I needed. I gripped the back of his neck and kissed him again, devouring his groans, biting his lips and memorizing every sound and feeling. I used my body to push him further up on the bed, straddled his legs, and pinned his arms above his head.

With my weight pressed into him, I felt every bit of his hard body, including his erection digging into my stomach. Through his thin shorts and my T-shirt, the thrust of his hips was obvious.

Fuck, I wanted more. I cupped his cock and stroked in time with his grind.

Colin gripped my wrist. “Stop.”

His strained request took a heartbeat to sink in, and I paused. I raised myself on my wrists enough to look him in the eye.

“Don’t do this to turn someone else on. Not even her.”

“I’m not—”

Colin moved his palm to my chest and pushed me away, holding me at arm’s length. “Think carefully about what you say and do next. Hard and horny is not the best time to make a decision like the one you’re about to make.”

“Are you telling me you don’t want to do this?” Obviously. Duh, me.

“Not tonight. Not like this.”

I forced myself to pull away completely. I raked my fingers through my hair as I sat up. Stopping physically didn’t stop the arousal, take away my hardon, or obliterate the thoughts about kisses and cocks and Daria watching us.

But the few inches of space gave me enough air to breathe and reality sank in. What had I almost done to my friendship with Colin? Please don’t let it be irreversible.

I scrubbed my face, put some more distance between all three of us, and adjusted myself as best I could. “Okay, then. Now what?”

As I glanced at Colin then Daria, neither looked back.

This was exactly what I didn’t want, but I’d caused it in my desperate need to get laid. Time to fix it. I clapped once. “Like Colin said, let’s not do things this way tonight.”

“Not what I meant,” Colin muttered.

But it wasn’t in opposition of what he meant, either. “Hands up if you regret last night,” I said.

Neither of them moved.

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