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I switch to her other tit and grab her ass, holding it in place as I push inside her.

She wiggles her hips, trying to move. But it’s my turn. I’m taking over. I flip her on her back and kiss her. I pull all the way out, then thrust inside her.

She breaks from my lips, struggling to breathe. I kiss my way down her neck, down to her tit. I’m thrusting in and out of her, trying to keep a steady pace, but I find myself going faster, harder, deeper. She feels so fucking good I can’t stop. I can feel it building.

“Oh, God!” Nova’s body tenses and her fingers dig into my back. I pause a moment and feel her body relax as she struggles to breathe.

“You good?” I whisper. “Because I bet I could do that again.”

“I’m good,” she says, smiling at me.

I kiss her, then get going again, thrusting in and out of her even faster than before. I’m almost there, but I don’t want this to end. It’s too damn good. I want to keep it going, but I can’t.

“Fuck,” I groan, getting the release I’ve been needing all week.

I already want it again. I love how she feels, how we move together, how hard she makes me come. One time just isn’t enough. I want more.

Falling back on the bed, I take a moment to catch my breath. “Come here.” I hold my arm out and Nova slides up beside me, resting her head on my shoulder.

“You should probably get upstairs. Before someone catches us.”

“I’m willing to take the risk.” I kiss her forehead.

She looks up at me. “You can do that now.”

“Do what?”

“Kiss me like that.”

“I do it all the time.”

“I know, but you weren’t supposed to, not when we were friends. You’re only supposed to do that to your girlfriend.”

“Are you saying—”

“Yeah.” She rests her head back on my shoulder.

Holy shit. I not only got her to agree to date me, but she’s also letting me call her my girlfriend? What changed? Was it seeing me at the game? Hearing all those girls chanting my name? Was she jealous and wanting to claim me as hers? Or did she finally realize she couldn’t keep denying we were more than friends?

We hear a noise and Nova sits up, searching for her shirt. “Go! Someone’s upstairs!”

“Relax, it’s just the furnace turning on.”

“Oh.” She puts her shirt on. “Still, you should get upstairs. If your mom catches us, she’ll kick me out.”

“She wouldn’t do that.”

“She might.”

I sit up and rest against the headboard, bringing Nova into my arms. “You won’t be living on the streets. I won’t let it happen, and I won’t let you live in Ted’s car. If my dad says you can’t stay here, we’ll figure something out.”

“You think he’ll tell me to leave.”

“I don’t know what he’s going to do. He might be too tired from his trip to fight about it.”

“He’s gonna kick me out,” she says with a sigh.

“I don’t think he will, not right away. I think my mom will convince him to let you stay a few more days to give her time to find you a place.”

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