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“Hold on to the headboard,” he repeats. “And lift off me a little.” I do as he says, locking my

fingers around the top of his headboard. He grips tightly onto my hips.

Without warning, he pounds up into me so deep, so hard, that I worry the bed might collapse

beneath us. His pace quickens as his cock pushes in and out. He’s so close. I can tell by the look on

his face. His fingers dig into my hips as he slams me down one final time. He holds me there as he

empties himself, eyes squeezed shut. We’re both breathing heavily.

I put my hands on his chest, steadying myself. I can feel his cock still pulsing inside me, so I stay

put until we’ve both come down from our high.

“Goddamn, Celine. Your pussy, your body... I never thought it would be so good. I’m not even

making sense, am I?”

I laugh. “I know what you mean. Us having sex is definitely one of our better ideas.” I raise my

hips off him and roll to his side. Both of us stare up at the ceiling.

“Yeah,” he responds quietly. Too quiet. I should ask if he’s ok, but I’m not sure I want to know.

I’ve got to make sure we don’t cross the friend line any more than we already have.

His stomach growls, breaking up the awkward silence in the room. “You want some breakfast?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Chapter 12

Ezra

I let Celine borrow a pair of my pajama bottoms and a T-shirt. As much as I love it when she’s

naked, I’d rather my roommates not get an eye-full. Celine is mine, even if it’s only for thirty days.

I’m not sure when she plans on heading back to Brunswick, but I want her to stay. If I had it

my way, I would keep her here forever. I know that’s not possible, and I know Celine would hate it.

One of the things I love about her is her damn independence, even if it means she doesn’t technically

need me.

But I can’t help it. Sex with her was better than I ever thought it would be. I feel like her pussy has

taken all my common sense and stored it somewhere I won’t be able to find it. I want to lock her up

and keep her to myself.

I’m screwed. I knew it from the moment she stood naked in front of me.

Celine wants me for friendship and sex, and I want her for so much more. I thought having sex

with her would help me get over the longing for her, but if anything, it made it fucking worse. How is