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A chill ran through me. “Will, wait. What are you talking about? We can’t—”
“Are you wet, Andie?” a deep voice whispered. One leg wedged between mine, opening my thighs. I shook my head, refusing to answer, shamefully aware that my crotch was moist and my panties damp. My nightshirt was riding up my body. I cried out when a large, warm hand slid under the light fabric to palm my belly, touching silky underwear and bare skin. “Let’s find out.”
“Will—”
“Ssshhh,” he soothed. “I’ve been waiting years to find out how this little pussy feels.”
“No,” I gasped when those fingers slipped inside my panties and stroked the soft curls. Slowly, they parted my moist lips. His low chuckle made me shiver.
This couldn’t be happening. Will couldn’t be exploring between my legs, his muscled body pinning me to the kitchen counter, his touch light and teasing as he discovered how slippery my folds were. When his fingers massaged my clit, sudden wetness trickled onto his hand. More juice trickled down my thigh.
“Yes,” Will murmured in my ear. “Mmm, yes, you are. You’re so wet.”
“Don’t,” I groaned, as his hand became more insistent and my crotch became slicker. Fingers pinched my clit, much too good, rubbing it into embarrassing excitement.
“I let you run last time, little cousin. But you’re here now. You came right to me.” His lips were on my earlobe, sliding toward my throat. Every stroke and lick happened in slow motion. Then he caressed my opening.
“Uhhh — you’re inside me —” Instinctively, I tightened on his fingers, clenching a thickness that stretched me too wide, just as Will made a surprised noise behind me. “Will, please…”
“Please? You said please, baby?” His breath tickled my vulnerable neck. “You mean, please use only one finger, because your tiny, sweet, virgin pussy can’t handle more than that?” I quivered, stunned, as he punctuated each dirty word with a flex of his fingers. Thankfully, the pressure eased up. Then I stiffened when one finger sank deeper inside me, my cousin holding me close against the counter while he penetrated me. I was gasping, pinned in place by the firm leg between mine.
“Stop,” I pleaded. He was playing with me, as callous and selfish as everyone had been at that graduation party. I meant nothing to him, I knew. This shouldn’t feel good. He shouldn’t dare to touch me this way.
He only chuckled, kissing my neck as his finger sank deeper inside me. When I squirmed, the material of Will’s khakis rubbed against my bare thighs. The contact made me shudder with need. A hard bulge pressed against the curve of my lower back.
“Why are you doing this?” I whispered.
“Why are you still a virgin, Andie?” he whispered back.
“None of your business.” I closed my eyes in embarrassment when my tight opening fluttered around Will’s finger. He was moving it in and out, slowly, caressing me from the inside. His touch kept drawing slickness out from my folds.
“It is my business.” His other hand still surrounded my breast, fondling it through my nightshirt. His body was warm and firm behind me. “Very much my business.” My nipple ached, grazed teasingly by his palm. “What the fuck were you doing in college? How’d they let you graduate?”
“How’d they let you in?” I was standing on my bare toes, clutching the granite counter. Struggling only ground my wet mound against his wrist. The shining silver espresso maker swam in front of me. I tried not to moan. “Oh, wait. There’s a building with your name on it.”
Will laughed softly in my ear, but I felt his muscles stiffen. The large finger buried inside me sank deeper. I groaned, everything in my body crying out to push back against him. “You’re here for the summer. I feel responsible.”
“What are you saying?” I panted.
“Oh…” His palm slid up my stomach under my nightshirt, driving a gasp from my mouth when hot skin met the bare curve of my breast. “I think you know.”
“Will, we shouldn’t do this, you have to stop…” I begged, just as his finger slipped out of my wetness and found my clit again. Shamefully, my ass arched against the firm bulge nestled there. I couldn’t keep back a loud moan.
“Really?” Will chuckled. I jerked against him at a bite on my earlobe. “Not when my sweet little cousin is so close to coming. I couldn’t do that to you.”
“Please,” I pleaded. It ended on a sob as he rubbed my clit. Pleasure coursed through my pussy, rushing up to my nipples. I couldn’t help thrusting my breast into my cousin’s caressing hand. “This is wrong, Will…. You have to stop, please…”
“Uh,” he grunted. He was pushing that hard bulge against my cheeks now, rhythmically. It felt huge. “No.”
His hand left my breast, my nipple throbbing, to pull my panties from my dripping crotch. I gasped when a large finger worked into my tight opening again, stretching me, while more fingers mercilessly rubbed my clit. He was stroking me with both hands, pinning me to the counter with his body. The rich aroma of coffee wafted toward my nose.
“Have you ever gotten off, Andie? Ever, sweet baby?” His whisper was so soft and slow in my ear. “Do you know what it’s like to come hard? Do you know what it’s like to just give in to pleasure?” Each word tickled my earlobe. “Do you know what it’s like to get exactly what you want?”
“Yes, but…but not like that,” I whispered, flushing at the confession. A hot tongue stroked my neck. “I mean, I have, but it hasn’t— Not with a guy, not like— Uhhh, Will…”
The pleasure built until I couldn’t take it anymore. My pussy clamped down on my cousin’s intruding finger, spasming again and again. I braced my hands on the counter, grateful for his firm thighs holding me in place.
“Oh…” I gasped. “Oh God. Will. Oh please…”
