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I could let her sleep, but this was… It was just… It was intimate.And I didn’t know how she’d feel about it.
Because one thing had become startlingly clear.
I’d been lying to myself.I didn’t know when it’d started, but it was recent.Sometime after the flush returned to Kenny’s cheeks.When she started eating like she wanted to live again.When she laughed and talked to me in the dark in the middle of the night.
Kenny was important to me, but she had become so much more than a friend.She’d transitioned from a sweet and sexy friend straight into my dream girl.She was kind, great with my kids, and she respected me.
I had to wake her up and get her back under those covers.The last thing I would do was let her know I was interested in her.She was too important to me.I couldn’t risk her shutting me out, appalled and upset that I would cross the line.
“Kenny?”I gently rubbed her shoulder.
“Mm?Liam?”
“You’re not under the covers anymore.”
“No.”She let out a soft sigh.“I’m not.”
We both remained still.She made the first move, pressing her hand against my chest, increasing the pulse in my nearly painful hard-on.“God, Liam.Lately, I’ve been… I’m just… I really miss—” Another moment of silence.“I justneed,and I’m tired of it.”
The ragged desperation in her voice was the only reason I rolled closer.“What do you need, Kenny?”
“I want to feel close to someone again.”
I wanted to be the one close to her, but I shouldn’t.Someonewas not me.“Do you need me to leave?”
“No, Liam,” she said, and her hand lifted to my cheek, her touch light.“I want you to stay.”
Stunned, I didn’t know what to say.I’d do anything for Kenny.But this wasn’t cracking jokes or replacing a headlight in her car.We were at a precipice, and the next minute would determine the future of our friendship.“Kenny.”
She flipped to her other side, her back pressed to my belly.I tensed.There would be no hiding what her ass was pressing against, yet she didn’t jerk away, and neither did I.Her slight body fit perfectly with mine, and we stayed like that for a few moments.I was afraid to move, afraid to put my hand on her like I wanted to.
Her wiggles were slight, growing in strength, her legs bending and straightening.“Liam?Can you touch me?”
The vulnerability in her voice was enough motivation.“Where?”
She reached behind her and grabbed my hand.I held my breath as she placed it over the sweltering apex of her thighs.Her grip weakened, like she was going to fling my arm away and run, but then it firmed.
I couldn’t move.She was in the same place I was.Wanting this, but questioning how wrong was too wrong.“Are you… Are you sure?”
“Please?I did this the other night, and it was so lonely.”
She’d gotten herself off?If it wasn’t for the heartbreak in her words, I would’ve come right there in my jeans.
I whispered in her ear as I splayed my fingers wide.“Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”
She writhed under my hand.“Just make me feel good.Make me feel whole.”
That awkwardness over the phone when talking about my maybe date.The way it had been so unlike us.How she’d looked at me tonight before I’d left, her expression a mix of yearning and like she’d sipped a sour beverage.This attraction wasn’t one sided.But it might be as sudden for her as it was for me.My concern for her didn’t stop at the bedroom door.
“I’ve got you, Kenny.”
I brushed a soft kiss over the shell of her ear.A shiver traced down her body.So responsive, it was humbling.Slowly, I slipped my hand under the waistband of her underwear.Her breath hitched.I didn’t stall but every nerve was tensed to stop at her command.I wouldn’t have noticed the slight stiffening of her body if she weren’t pressed so close to me, but her hips rolled ever so slightly into my hand.
I slipped a finger through her soft curls and hit her wetness.I held in my groan.She was aching, needy, her wet heat inviting me and wrapping around me, coaxing me to stay.I’d never touched something so soft, so warm.I never wanted to leave.
All I did was slide my finger back and forth, coating it in her juices, giving her time to get used to another hand besides her own.Giving her time to get used to having a hand down there at all.Giving me time to get used to who I held in my arms.Time to admit how badly I’d lied to myself about wanting this.
I stroked a small circle around her clit and she whimpered, her legs widening.
