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He pulled his fingers out of my still-quivering body. Climbing over me, his face glazed with lust, he straddled my chest. His thick, sculpted cock pointed at me.

“Suck me, Andie,” he whispered.

Like it was a dream, I wrapped my fingers around his pulsing shaft and took his cock in my mouth.

The hard flesh was satin on my tongue. I lapped up the warm liquid that oozed from his silky head, licking more eagerly as his breathing got faster, sucking his crown, caressing his sac with soft fingers, secret excitement clutching my body, until he grunted loudly and pulled out from between my lips. Gripping his shaft, he aimed at my breasts, pumping hard and fast.

Spatters of cream painted the soft curves, coating my puffy pink nipples. I moaned softly at the feeling of warm cum dripping down my sensitive skin.

“Fuck, yes,” Will groaned, staring at each spurt with hooded green eyes as it slicked my chest.

Finally, his hand slowed and his breathing did, too. I lay sprawled beneath him, stunned, my pussy still throbbing. Down the hall, far away, a door opened and closed. Muffled voices floated through the air.

“Stay there,” Will said softly, getting off the bed. “Don’t move. My parents are home.”

“You said they wouldn’t care what you did to me,” I murmured. “Were you lying?”

“No.” Will looked back from the doorway, pulling on clean boxers. “They wouldn’t care. But you’d care if they, and all the staff, saw you naked and dripping with my cum.”

He gave me a dazzling grin and left the room. I closed my eyes, wondering if this was real.

I could leave now. This room, this house. Nothing was stopping me from rolling off this gigantic snowy-sheeted bed, pulling on Will’s preppiest clothes over the mingled juices on my body, and glaring at my aunt and uncle when they looked at me sideways in the hall. I could pack my bag in minutes, cross the landscaped grounds, run to the train station, and crash on my friends’ busted couch in the city. I could show up at my dad’s new apartment that I’d never seen. I could move back in with my mom to the house I’d always known, the house that was missing half the family pictures now.

But I didn’t fit in the places I’d counted on, and home was nowhere.

I stayed on the bed.

A minute later, the door opened and closed. Will knelt over me, the firm mattress sinking slightly. A warm, wet cloth rubbed circles over my naked breasts and belly, wiping me clean.

It felt good. So good. For a minute, I could believe that he cared about me. That he wanted to take care of me like he’d promised.

A bright smile lit up his face when my back arched for more. Fingers suddenly pinched my nipple, rolling it. I gasped as hands began to move over my damp skin. When I wriggled, Will settled onto me with his muscled weight, one hand pushing inexorably between my legs.

“Not again…” I moaned. “I have to get to work…”

“Yes,” he murmured. “I want to.”

“I’m sore.” I squirmed under his heavy touch.

“Mmm.” He kissed me softly. “So hot and wet and sore just from taking my fingers.”

“Please,” I gasped. He was right. I was so hot. I was so wet.

“Like this, baby girl?” he murmured between kisses. Easing his fingers out of my creamy heat, he caressed my clit in slow circles. “You want me to make you come like this instead, Andie?”

“No, I don’t— Will, don’t—uh…” I whimpered. My legs closed around his wrist. I clutched his sculpted shoulders. Will just kept rubbing and rubbing until I couldn’t hold back any longer. My soaked lips pushed against his palm as I shuddered through hard spasms of pleasure. His tongue was so invasive between my lips.

“Slut,” he murmured into my mouth, squeezing my breast in one large hand. Sure fingers forced more contractions from my crotch. “You love this, you love every minute of it, sexy little cousin.”

I could only gasp, opening my mouth to his slow kisses, as I shook under his touch.

When he let me up after one last kiss, he went to his enormous closet and opened the doors.

“I’m not a slut.” I stared at the smooth lines of his back, narrowing down to the waistband of his boxers. “You know that.”

“Between the two of us? I think you are.” Will took out a thick robe. “Only because you get so wet every time I call you that.”

My cheeks were stained with red. “I’m going to be late,” I muttered, unkinking my muscles as I climbed off the wide bed.

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