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“Life. Next year. The year after. Do you even know what that means?”
Will blinked, but he just shook his head. “All worn out. Sore. We can’t have that.” He smiled over his shoulder at me, turning away to toss his wallet and keys on the counter. “I’ll tell my parents to start giving you an allowance.”
Tell, not ask.
“Don’t,” I muttered. Will began unbuttoning his oxford shirt. I peered at him, wondering if I was seeing things. “I’m already uncomfortable enough.”
“No shit.” He pulled his shirt off. “You should make the most of it, Andie. Most girls would take advantage.”
“Will— What are you doing?” I gaped at his naked chest and shoulders. His body was lean and sculpted, his skin burnished. His belt buckle clinked under his fingers.
“Taking my clothes off,” he said calmly. “And you look pretty comfortable right now in my parents’ tub.”
“I really don’t think—“
Will unzipped his slacks and stepped out of them. His briefs came down over his slim hips, and he dropped them on the marble counter.
I stared up at him as he bent over me, naked. He was gorgeous. Like a statue, but warm and alive. His hard penis pointed toward me — thick, carved, perfect. His balls hung like ripe fruit.
“I hate you,” I whispered. “You have everything.”
Will tested the water with his hand. “Mm. You like it hot.” He grinned at me. “Your mouth’s open, Andie.” Stepping into the tub, he knelt on the marble in front of me and cupped my chin firmly in his hand. We were eye to eye now. I could almost taste the kiss about to happen. My body clenched with the effort to not lean forward.
“Look.” I put my hand over his mouth, trying to move him back. Fingers circled my wrist and pushed it easily against the marble lip of the tub. Will tilted my chin towards him again. Lips met mine in a hot, wet kiss. My mouth opened helplessly to take in his tongue.
He pulled back suddenly, leaving me panting. “I am looking.” He smiled, flashing white teeth. “I see you naked in my parents’ tub. Isn’t it good that I found you here, and not them?”
I gasped at a sudden pinch on my nipple. Will’s eyes feasted on the little pink bud, caught between male fingers. He still held my other hand captive, one thumb rubbing my wrist.
“I’m not answering that.” I tried to pull my wrist away and couldn’t. When I pushed my free palm on his chest, I met wet, unmoving muscle.
“Mmm.” Will’s hand closed over my breast. He moved over the uptilted slope, exploring the shape with leisurely fingers, openly drinking in the sight of my bare freckled skin. I shuddered, digging my own fingers into his sculpted shoulder. “Nice tits, little cousin. Very nice. Beautiful, really. I’ve been waiting a long time to see these. Remind me why you’re a virgin, again?”
Suddenly my nipple was in his mouth — hard, eager, and treacherously aroused by his nibbles and sucks. Biting back a moan, I grabbed a handful of brown hair and shoved him away. He chuckled and grasped my hand, maneuvering my wrists together so that he held them in one large palm right above my head. My breasts thrust toward him, the soft mounds slick with bathwater.
“Maybe because you date guys who are boring and cheap,” he whispered.
His mouth engulfed my nipple again, his tongue wet and warm on the sensitive bud. Pleasure shot through me, the sensations overwhelming. When he finally pulled away, I was panting, off-balance on the bench, my feet splashing in the tub.
“Don’t you know how much fun you can have?” Will leaned close to my face. “Why aren’t you taking advantage, Andie? Why not?” His scent made my nipples tighten. “Why aren’t you my mom’s best pal by now? Why aren’t you trying to make it with my friends? Why aren’t you trying to butter me up? Why aren’t you flirting with my dad and letting him feel your sweet little body in the back hallway?” I shivered. Will’s free hand was devouring the soft slopes of my breasts, the smooth flatness of my stomach, and the slight curve of my hips. “He would, you know. You think he’s not looking, but he is.”
“Because,” I moaned. “I don’t want to.”
My cousin was looking at me directly at me now, his deep green eyes holding mine.
“Oh really?” He cupped a handful of the water I’d drawn in his parents’ magnificent tub and let it spill over one bare breast. Water beaded on my tender nipple. “You should have come with me this weekend, Andie.” His finger trailed down the path of freckles on my chest. “You would have gotten so many more of these, lying out in the sun.” A hot tongue followed his finger, lapping freckled skin in slow circles. I sucked in my breath. “You could have tried so many new things.” His tongue played over the swell of my breast. When my wrists twitched in his grasp, his fingers tightened. “Ever had champagne poured over your naked body?” His voice dropped.”Bet you haven’t.”
“Waste— of good wine,” I managed. My muscles tensed, fighting the feeling of cold liquid fizzing on my skin, running down my neck, spilling all over my breasts and belly, trickling between my legs…
“Oh, don’t worry. I’d lick it all up. Maybe I’d even share.” A little smile played over his lips as his hand slid over my trembling stomach and pushed between soft thighs. The fragrant bathwater surrounded us both, lapping at our bare skin. The bathroom was full of steam.
His smiled widened, and I realized I was staring at him. For years, in my most secret thoughts, I’d wondered what Will looked like naked. It infuriated me that he looked even better than I’d imagined. That he made my head go light and my breath stutter. He was staring too — God, devouring me with his eyes.
“How can you do this?” I pleaded. I struggled to get my wrists free, but his grip was firm. My thighs were no match for his hand, wiggling its way into my tightly closed crotch. No — not tightly closed. My legs quivered, opening to him. He moved between them, close to me, keeping my legs apart with the bulk of his body. My hips couldn’t help lifting to meet his hungry touch. Will’s lips captured mine again.
“Because,” he murmured into my mouth. Fingers were parting my lips, discovering my moist secrets. I squirmed against his invading hand. “I want to.”
“No one gets what they want all the time.” My breath was coming in pants.
