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Not like you, I thought. But I couldn’t say it. My tongue still tasted the musk of heavy male flesh, the warmth of Will’s cream. My palm felt the eager betrayal of sliding up a firm thigh to cradle silken balls. My whole body remembered the rush of pleasure when he’d groaned with pure need and flooded my mouth.
“Remember when you said…” I began. “‘Don’t you think it’s funny how much our parents hate each other,’ the last time you were at my house.”
“Um.” Will’s body felt more alert.
I pushed on. “I always thought you meant that — my parents hated your parents, and the other way around. But that’s not all you meant, was it? You meant, your mom and dad hate each other. My mom and dad hate each other.” Each word hurt. “I didn’t see it, but you did.”
“Yeah,” Will said finally. His voice was quiet. “Sorry.”
“And it’s true.” I stared across the room at the globe, my cheek on Will’s naked shoulder.
“Go to sleep, Andie.” He patted my back awkwardly. “There’s nothing to do about it.”
“No. I guess there really isn’t.”
But I was awake now. Tree forms moved across the shutters, reaching branches out in the night. Soft sheets wrapped around us, but the fabric was getting warm; Will gave off a lot of body heat. His chest rose and fell under mine, reminding me with every breath of my naked body pressed close to my cousin’s.
I twitched, then shifted to get rid of a crick in my neck, then tried to stretch my legs, which were completely intertwined with his. His thigh wedged firmly between mine, holding me still.
“Stop moving,” he whispered to the top of my head.
“I move around a lot in bed,” I murmured. “That’s how it is.”
“Just go to sleep,” he whispered back.
“Can’t sleep.”
A pause. Then fingers worked through my damp hair, unknotting the loosened bun. A slow hand smoothed the thick waves over my neck and down my back. I tensed, then let my body sag against Will’s. My head relaxed onto his chest.
“If this doesn’t work,” he said in a low voice, “there are a lot of things in this house you can take to make you sleep.”
I shook my head, eyelids closing again. “I don’t want them.” As Will rubbed my head, I drifted into darkness.
Sometime during the night, I stirred. Why were heavy limbs wrapped around me? And my skin against sheets — naked? I thrashed against the male body close to mine and heard a sleepy chuckle. A hand closed over mine, wrapping my fingers around something hard and soft, velvety and inviting.
“Will?” I mumbled.
“Stroke me, baby.” His breath was warm in my ear.
Still groggy, I let him move my hand over the warm rod, squeezing it involuntarily. His cock. I was holding his cock.
“Will, no,” I breathed, coming more awake. Wetness gathered between my legs. “Let’s just— lie here, okay? We can talk more. It’s nice to talk.”
“Mm-hm. We can talk all you want afterwards.” His fingers tightened on mine, moving my hand on his thick stalk with sure, sensual strokes. “Uhh. Uh-huh. Squeeze it just like that, sweet girl.”
I tried to pull my hand free, but Will held it firmly in place. His hot skin, smooth against my palm, sent shivers through my body. When the hard little buds of my nipples brushed his chest, I moaned and buried my face in his shoulder.
“Hmmm.” A large hand cupped my ass, pulling me close against my cousin’s firm body and trapping his cock between us. Fingers slid into my crevice, exploring. “Wet, so very wet.”
“Will—“
I moaned when he pinched my clit. I was squeezing his cock with both hands now, flushed and aroused by the feel of his flesh, sliding one hand down of its own accord to fondle his balls. I needed to feel them in my hand.
“Uh,” he groaned, thrusting faster into my palms. “Fuck.”
Warm liquid flooded my belly. My thighs clenched. More spurts dripped down into the soft nest of curls between my legs. Will kept his hand on mine, pumping droplets of cum onto my skin while I writhed shamefully on the fingers that probed my melting entrance. Finally, he released me.
“So good, Andie,” he murmured. “You wanted to talk?”
