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I kicked a log in his path. He cursed when he tripped over it. Zigzagging through dark murmuring trees, I aimed to throw him off, constantly switching direction, my throat dry, my heart pounding.
Leading him deeper into the woods.
In a clearing, as I gasped for breath, a hard arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me up tight against my cousin’s body. A hand gripped my hair. A hot tongue thrust against my neck.
I hadn’t fought Will before this, not hard, but I did now. I kicked, gripped, yanked. I wanted to rough up his perfect hair, scratch his sun-drenched skin, get him messy and dirty like he deserved. I wanted him to work for everything he got from me.
“You little bitch,” he grunted.
“Bastard.” Twisting in his arms, I raked my nails over his cheek, shocked at the scratch I left there and his sudden roar. A hard bulge thrust against my stomach. “I hate you.”
I bit his lip hard when he kissed me. When I didn’t taste blood, I bit again. I licked the metallic drop that welled up. Will jerked against me.
“Jesus fucking christ,” he groaned. “You little animal.”
A large palm pulled my crumpled skirt around my waist. The same palm squeezed my mound, then slid inside my underwear, hot and invasive against my tender skin. Fingers plunged into my wet folds.
My knees turned to liquid. I wanted to snarl with fury and cry with relief. I grasped Will’s arms, wrapped tight around me, as he ran his hand all over my swollen pussy. Every crevice, every secret place needed his touch. I whimpered, my slick juices soaking his hand and my nub hardening into a pearl. When fingers sank inside me, my head went light.
Will groaned into my hair as I struggled against his sleek body. The insistent fingers between my legs were forcing me to the edge. Sensations swirled, tightened, and snapped in a long, fiery burst of desire.
With every contraction, I sobbed into Will’s shoulder, biting skin through fabric. My cousin was taking private things from me. Making me come. What he had of me — I’d never get it back.
His relentless touch on my clit pushed me to new peaks of painful pleasure. Each spasm rushed up to my sensitive nipples. That light expensive cologne was lost in his natural scent. He was soaked in sweat and male musk, his shirt damp. I buried my face in the crevice of his arm, moaning when a fresh wave of desire rolled over me.
“Stop it,” I hissed.
“Nuh-uh,” he grunted. “Keep coming for me, slut.”
His finger slid over my sensitive clit again, and my growl ended in a gasp.
“Go be with Madeleine Platt. Leave me alone.”
I felt the start of surprise in his body.
“I don’t want Madeleine fucking Platt.”
I spat on his cheek. Shock showed in his eyes. The glistening saliva dripped down the scratch I’d left. “Say that again. Don’t lie to me.”
“I don’t want her, you bitch!” he roared.
Hot hands wrestled me down onto the ground, grasping at my neckline. Soft moss pressed against my back. Will ripped hard, furiously, the smooth fabric of my new dress tearing under each yank of his hands. I grabbed at whatever I could, fistfuls of his shirt, trying to ruin the expensive cotton, trying to breathe. A button came off in my hand.
Swift fingers pulled down my soaked underwear, yanking the lace off my thrashing legs and tossing it aside. I squeezed Will’s shoulders, digging my nails in. I heard a zipper coming down.
“Where have you been all week?” I snarled.
“Where have you been?” he shot back.
“Why do you care?”
Lips enveloped mine, a warm tongue licking and licking and licking until my mouth opened to take it in. Palms captured my breasts, squeezing the soft little swells through my bra, then impatiently tearing off the lacy fabric. Sticky night air closed over my naked curves. I sobbed with need at the greedy sucks on my nipples, arching my body to Will’s hungry mouth. Will ignored my hard scratches down his back, covering my breasts completely with his mouth and hands.
Dark trees surrounded us. Through the branches above Will’s head, half a moon lit the scrape I’d left on his cheek. His perfect hair was a mess. I grabbed the brown waves and pulled, hard. I was shaking under Will’s hands and kisses. My thighs were slick. Pushing them open, he sank down, his body sleek and powerful and soaked with sweat. Hot flesh nudged my tender skin and lodged at my opening.
“No,” I rasped. My whole body cried out yes.
“Yes.”
