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“I — no.”

“We can.” He smirked in the dark, looking so satisfied, his eyes hooded. “Tell me anything that’s on your mind.”

He was making fun of me. “What can I say to you?” I muttered. “What would you possibly understand?”

“Try me.”

I turned away, pulling a fluffy pillow into my chest to hug it. “I’m a joke to you. A thing. This is all for your amusement.”

There was a silence. “If you knew—” Will’s voice sounded rough and unlike him.

I rolled to face him, searching his face in the dark. But it had already smoothed out, the lazy smile back, his eyes shuttered.

“Go to sleep, baby girl.” He gave my mound a squeeze. As he released me, I clutched his hand in protest to pull it back, then pushed it away, shocked. Had I really tried to guide his hand between my legs? Had I really wanted to talk?

Will laughed softly and rolled over. Soon, he was breathing lightly.

Now was my chance to slip out of my cousin’s bed. I could tiptoe naked back to my bedroom with his cream wet on my stomach and my crotch throbbing with painful excitement. My nipples ached. I pinched one sleepily. Turning my head, I moaned into the pillow. I couldn’t help rubbing my soaked thighs together. When I moved, Will’s arm came up to rest on my back, a solid weight that finally pulled me into sleep.

* * *

Warmth, wet warmth and teasing pressure between my legs woke me up. Soft morning light filtered through white shutters, outlining silver-framed photos on a dresser, an old globe and a stack of books on a wooden desk. Where—

Will’s room. My thighs were spread wide, held open by heavy male hands. Something was — licking over my folds. I blinked awake, struggling fruitlessly against the strong hold.

Smooth brown hair tickled my thighs and stomach. My cousin’s head was nestled between my legs. His lips and tongue moved casually but firmly over my clit, my swollen lips, my aching entrance, and back to my clit again, swirling over the little nub until it throbbed with need.

“Will—“ I gasped.

Green eyes flicked up to meet mine. A pink tongue ran one long lick all the way up my cleft.

“Morning,” he murmured, stopping long enough to give me a grin. His full lips were shiny with my juices. “Look at you. All wet and dripping for me.”

“Will, I need to get to work.” I clutched at his hair, trying to pull him away. I felt so open, so exposed to his gaze. His fingers tugged at my folds, parting them even more. “I’m going to be late.”

“Poor baby. You did move around a lot during the night.” He slurped at my entrance, pushing his tongue over and over against the soft flesh. “You taste so sweet, Andie. I knew you would.” His eyes met mine again. “Does this tickle too much?” His voice was low and concerned. That pink tongue flicked my clit. “Or is it better than last time?” A soft stream of air blew over my eager little nub. “With that other guy?” I cried out, my legs trembling.

“Stop.” My thighs shuddered against his hands. Will just bent to lick me again. One palm slid inward over my tender skin. Fingers played in my dripping folds. “Wait,” I pleaded, hips bucking upwards as my pussy quivered against a sudden intrusion.

“You took two fingers so well yesterday, sweet baby.” When I spasmed around the thickness filling me, his face broke into a pleased smile. “Now, let’s see…”

Another finger grazed the tight pucker he’d explored in the bath. He was going to undo me completely. “No,” I groaned.

“Yes. Let me in, Andie.” He caressed the resisting entrance, massaging my soaked and sensitive skin until I relaxed. Fingers sank into both my openings, deeper, before he began to stroke in and out. A hot tongue bathed my folds, soothing the sting of being stretched around Will’s fingers. His touch was so intimate, so wrong.

“Ow,” I whimpered. Juices gushed over Will’s tongue and fingers. His probing, wiggling touch in my ass set my nerves on fire.

“You love this, little cousin,” he murmured, his glazed eyes meeting mine. Deliberately, he licked circles over my clit, never breaking our gaze. I thrashed and moaned. His tongue was hot and soft. “You can’t get enough.”

“Don’t,” I begged. My thighs shook. I clenched against a tide of want. Will was right. I couldn’t get enough; I would never have enough of him, and it scared me.

“I’m going to fuck you, Andie. Soon. We both know it.” He buried his face between my legs and sucked hard, his fingers stroking, penetrating, taking.

“Will!” I shrieked. “Oh God, Will…”

My wet core clutched his fingers in a long spasm. Oh God, my ass too…I could feel him inside me, everywhere. His tongue didn’t stop licking, didn’t let up, as my whole body tightened, a rush of heat bathing my crotch like a pail of warm water had been tipped over me. Will was growling into my pussy, sucking and licking the soaked folds as I came helplessly on his tongue and fingers. His mouth found a sensitive spot, and I cried out, spasming again and kicking my bare feet into his soft downy comforter.

“Oh.” My voice was shuddering as he slowed his licks and thrusts. His luxurious sheets were soaked with my juices. I could feel them puddling under my naked cheeks. “Oh God. Will.”

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