Page 38 of Purrfectly Trapped

Fuck.

She’d forgotten about condoms. Gretchen was on the pill, having never had regular periods, and she had regular checkups with her doctor. Reg had mentioned something similar at dinner, not that he was on the pill, but that he had not had a lady friend in months and enjoyed regular health checkups, a necessity for his job.

She knew birth control was not 100% effective, but she would worry about that later. Right then, she could hardly form a complete thought. Tiny, little aftershocks zipped through her frame, making her shudder and tremble for several, long minutes that followed.

It took all that time and more for her breathing to even out. Her entire body still tingled, wonder and awe warred within her, each one bidding for the top spot in her emotional database, but nothing could knock out the feeling of rightness that coursed through her blood.

Shocked eyes met his smoldering ones. She thought she saw something more than satisfaction lurking in those inky blue depths. But it was too soon to make that assumption, wasn’t it?

He brushed the hair from her cheek, nuzzling her face with his own while he worked to steady his own breathing. Gretchen’s pulse was still racing. She had no idea what to do next. What did a girl say at a time like this, anyway?

Hey, that was fun. My pink bits really enjoyed sexy times with you. So, uh, do you wanna do it again?

Shit.

Words were inadequate. That was literally the most explosive sex of her life. Her entire body seemed to buzz and shudder with more, tiny little aftershocks from her multiple orgasms.

It was amazing. Fantastic. Really and truly. Butand it was a sad but, it was just sex. She couldn’t afford to risk her heart.

Not now, when she’d just moved to a new town and started her own place of business for the first time.

It was time to say goodnight, she thought sadly, and turned to see him staring, just watching her with a guarded expression on his handsome face. Her heart thundered in her chest.

Behind that mask, his deep blue eyes were full of emotion. She wasn’t exactly ready to think about what that meant just yet. True, she’d jumped right into this, right into bed, but she’d assumed it was a regular thing for him. But with the way he was looking at her, she wasn’t so sure.

“That was---”

“Incredible,” he supplied the word for her, but even that felt insufficient.

Her cheeks heated up again and she could only imagine how unflattering she looked all pink and blotchy.

“So beautiful,shona,” he said, and shifted so that he was lying on his side with an arm wrapped around her middle.

Suddenly self-conscious, she grabbed a sheet and tugged it over her. He mistook it to mean she was cold and proceeded to cover her naked flesh with the comforter. The gesture warmed her like no blanket ever could.

“Better?”

“Yes, thanks,” she replied, and felt her face blush even harder.

Gretchen felt as if she were on fire, she bit her lip anxiously. Unsure of what came next, she avoided his eyes until he turned her face with a gentle finger on her chin.

“Gretchen, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“Okay,” she waited expectantly.

“I don’t know where to start,” Reg began and blinked a few times as if gathering his thoughts.

She noted the worry in his gaze and held her breath. Whatever it was, she didn’t know if she could handle it. Especially since the last hour had basically tilted her world on its axis.

Reg had pretty much ruined her for any other man in the world. Shit. How was she supposed to recover? Her chest tightened and she could hardly breathe.

She felt trapped

“I, that is you, you are a very special woman---”

Her stomach squeezed inside her body, she had to sit up. She knew what was coming, what he was trying to say, butgeez, couldn’t he have just given her a kiss and left? Talk about tactless.

“Look, Reggie, I understand really. You can lock the bottom lock on your way out. I’m gonna jump in the shower. I have an early day tomorrow.”

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