“Yeah?”

“I want this.”

“I know,” I whisper, continuing to kiss her neck. “I do too.”

“I mean now. I don’t want to wait.”

I smile at her, happy she said that, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out.

She has no idea how bad I’ve wanted this, or how long I’ve wanted her. I think about her constantly. Dream about her. She’s the reason I can’t date other girls.

Getting a condom from the nightstand, I quickly put it on, then lower over her body. I kiss her beautiful mouth, loving the feel of her soft lips. I rub my cock back and forth over her slick opening, working her up until she can’t take it anymore. I finally slide inside her, going slow, until I’m all the way in.

“God, you feel good,” I whisper. I kiss her as I pull out, then sink back in.

She opens her legs more, letting me go deeper. I’m trying really hard not to come, but damn, I’m close. Being with her feels better than I ever imagined.

I pick up the pace, knowing I can’t last much longer. Kenzie holds onto me, her hands gripping my back. Her legs wrap around me, her hips moving in sync with mine. I try to slow down, but find myself thrusting harder, going faster.

“Yes,” she moans. “Don’t stop.”

I keep going, my hands gripping her ass as I pound into her.

“Jace!” Her body tenses and her nails dig into my back.

I watch her as she comes. It turns me on to the point I can’t hold back a second longer. I finally get my release, and damn, it’s never felt better.

I lay back on the bed and slip my arm under Kenzie. She turns and lays her head on my chest.

“That was unexpected,” Kenzie says, still catching her breath.

“What was unexpected? That we did it, or how good it was?”

“Us doing it.” She looks up at me and smiles. “I knew it’d be good.”

“Yeah, that was…” I take a breath. “Damn.”

She laughs. “That good, huh?”

“Better than good.”

The sex was great, but what happens now? Does this mean we’re dating? What if it doesn’t work out? If we broke up, I couldn’t just kick her out on the street. With school in session, there’s no housing available. But having her stay here would mean having to see her with other guys, and I couldn’t do that, not after having her as my girlfriend. Just being her friend, I couldn’t take seeing her with other guys. Look how angry I got seeing her with Dan tonight.

“Do you regret it?” Kenzie asks, her hand moving back and forth over my chest.

“No. Why would you even ask that?”

“Because nothing’s changed. I mean, we still can’t be together.”

Why is she saying that? Because she thinks that’s what I want? Or is that what she wants?

“You were right.” Her hand stills, but her head remains on my chest. “If we date and this ends, I’d have to move out, and that’s not what I want. I like it here. I like living with you. And I like being friends with you. I value that more than anything. You were my friend when I was alone and scared and didn’t know what to do. You gave me a place to stay, but you also gave me hope. You made me believe I could get through what Liam did to me and have a life without him. You have no idea how much that means to me. How much our friendship means to me.” Her head lifts and she looks at me. “I could never do anything to put that at risk.”

So she’s telling me she doesn’t want this? After I just decided I did?

I still have concerns about us breaking up, but I don’t want that keeping us from being together. I care about her. I might even love her. I was ready to set aside my fears of what might happen in the future and just be with her the way I want. As more than just friends or roommates. I’ve wanted that for weeks. I thought Kenzie did too.

But I guess not.