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His hand, warm and sure, slipped between my thighs. My legs snapped shut, trapping him.

“Will, this is wrong,” I whispered desperately.

“Then why’d you come tonight?” He took my hand in his free one, circling his thumb over my palm. I jerked, my swollen clit rubbing against the banquette through my panties. “What are you looking for, Andie? Something, I know. I think it’s in here.” Throwing one long leg back onto the banquette, he stroked the obvious bulge in his fine dark slacks. “Or maybe it’s here.” He patted his back pocket, which held another bulge — his wallet.

“No, it’s not,” I snapped.

He tilted his head, his teeth gleaming. “Go ahead and pretend. You obviously want both.”

I peered at the gap in the curtains, my heart thumping wildly. If I called out, would someone come?

Did I want that?

The setting was so beautiful, like an old-fashioned speakeasy, where everyone was elegant and crystal-bright.

And I — I was embarrassingly aroused. I tried to ignore Will’s hand between my thighs, trapped in softness, sending heat through me.

But I was trembling, because I wanted more. So much more.

I stood quickly, pushing aside my empty wineglass. “I don’t feel so good. I had too much to drink.”

“Lightweight.” His lips quirked. “No train for you, baby girl. I’ll take you home.”

I hesitated, then nodded.

In his sleek SUV, Will made no attempt to touch me. He pulled into late-night traffic, then onto a winding parkway, the tree-lined miles passing in silence. In the soft darkness and the hum of the car, my eyelids grew heavy.

“Rest, Andie.” Will’s voice was lulling. “You’ve had a long day.”

Slowly, I relaxed in my cousin’s presence, until I drifted off to sleep.

My dreams were vague. Erotic. I lay on a soft bed, arching my body wantonly. Pressure moved slowly over my core. Shuddering with pleasure, I rolled my hips to get more of the delicious sensations.

Suddenly, I startled awake. Low moans filled the air — mine. The sure touch between my legs was still there. I blinked, trying to get a sense of place in the velvety darkness.

Will came into focus, leaning over me. One hand rested casually on the steering wheel; the other caressed my pussy through my panties. Which were soaked. Tingles shot through me as he brushed my clit.

I gasped, jerking back in the seat. We were in his car, unmoving. Trees rustled outside the open windows, the fireflies swirling and vanishing. I realized we were parked on the edge of my relatives’ property, close to the woods.

His smile lit up the darkness. “You get so wet in your sleep, little cousin.”

Grabbing his hand, I tugged to free it. Couldn’t.

“Sweet baby,” he crooned, pressing more firmly into my folds. “I can feel your juicy little peach right through your panties.”

A fresh moan broke free from me, and a triumphant smile crossed Will’s face.

I gripped his wrist with all my strength, trying to pull it away, but he didn’t budge. I tried to scratch him, but my nails were short for typing and couldn’t dig in.

Will made an appreciative sound. “Cute, Andie.”

“You can’t touch me like this.”

To my surprise, he eased his hand back, keeping it an inch from my pulsing crotch.

“Then just move your hips, baby,” he taunted. “That’s all you have to do. One thrust forward and I’ll give you the orgasm you so desperately need.”

I strained to hold still, my back against the seat, my hands gripping the door and console. My body was one long line of electric power, running between my breasts and down to my pussy.

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