Cousins & Lovers

"So what's the occasion?" he asked as we sat down to the table. I poured some red wine I had found into the glasses before answering his question.

I raised my glass in silent salute. "To your new home. May it be everything you wish for." He clinked his glass against mine and took a sip of the wine. He nodded appreciatively at the choice in wine.

"You still haven't told me though, what this is about. Are you trying to blow me off nicely?"

"I'm not trying to blow you off. Dinner is ready, I'll go get it." I brought back two plates, heaping with my favorite, fettucini alfredo, with bits of chicken blended in. "Let's not discuss why I did this right now. Let's just enjoy each others' company." The rest of the dinner went very smoothly. We laughed and talked, our hands held tight the entire time.

When we had both finished, I took his hand and stood up. He followed me into the living room which I had decorated with candles. I turned on some soft, slow music and slowly leaned into him for a dance. We swayed against each other with the music, each brush of each others' bodies turning up the temperature around and in us. During the second dance, I felt his head bend slowly toward mine and was about to raise my lips for a kiss, when I felt his breath on my neck, followed by his soft lips. I tilted my head, as he kissed the base of my neck, slowly inching his way around it, over my collar bone, and around the other side of my neck, up to my earlobe, which he bit playfully, sending shivers coursing through my body.

I had long ago decided to stop fighting what I was feeling for my cousin. I couldn't help it, couldn't deny it. It was such a part of me, if I had tried to ignore it, it would have been like cutting out my heart.

I wrapped my arms tight around his neck and whispered softly in his ear, the words I know he had been waiting to hear. "Let's go upstairs."

He pulled back, looking deep into my eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked, wanting to know that this was what I wanted.

"I'm sure. I haven't been more sure about anything in my life." I pulled away from him and took his hand, leading him for the stairs, slowly ascending them. I had butterflies in my stomach fluttering with anticipation.

When we reached his room, I led him toward the bed, stopping with the backs of my knees resting against it. He saw that I was nervous and kissed me softly, taking away the nerves that were willing me to run from the room. My hands reached up, shaking slightly, to undo his tie. It took a minute, but I finally got the knot undone and pulled it off. Anxiously I undid the buttons of his shirt, wanting to see his chest, to run my hands over the hard planes of his stomach. I felt his hands on the back of my dress, fumbling for the zipper. When they found it, they inched it downward. Quickly he pulled away from me, lifting the spaghetti straps off my shoulders, letting them fall down my arms.

He pushed them down, and the dress fell with them, landing in a soft pool at my feet. His eyes widened and he gasped in shock. I stood before him, not ashamed, but proud of how I looked, pleased by the lust and desire I saw in his eyes.

"Where did you get that?" he whispered, pointing to the panties, garters, and hose. "From your mother," I replied. "She bought them for me before I arrived. She thought they might come in handy.

"Oh they do," he said, grabbing my wrist and jerking me against him. I cried out hoarsely as my hard, sensitive nipples rubbed against his bare chest. "God, Lily! You have no idea what you do to me. I was beginning to wonder if you still wanted me, you were taking so long to decide. I couldn't have born it if you hadn't. I have fallen head over heels for you. I don't know how I'm going to let you go when the summer ends. I've been worrying about it for days, wondering what I would do when you left. I don't have anything without you. You've become the most important person in my life. I can't live without you. I love you."

I stared at him, knowing the words came from his heart. He loves me. It wasn't fair. I was leaving in a month and wouldn't see him for at least a year. So much could change between now and then. I had to tell him. Tell him how I feel.

"I love you too, Lucas. I can't stop myself from loving you, even though I know I have to leave."

"Then let's make the most of the time we do have. I want to make sure that you leave here knowing that you belong to me. That no one will ever make you feel the way I do."

He kissed me then...not the chaste, slow kisses we had shared, but a passionate, overwhelming kiss, full of lust and desire. I responded in kind, plastering myself against him, curling my arms around his neck.

He continued to kiss me as he removed his shirt and pants quickly. He stood before me, unashamedly naked. My gaze moved over him, taking in the taut muscles. No matter how I tried, my gaze eventually locked on his erection, watching it bob softly in the air. He was so big, I was a little afraid. He advanced on me, like a predator stalking its' prey. He bent on one knee and slowly lowered my underwear over my hips, unhooking the garters from my hose. "I'm going to make love to you slowly, with these on. I want to feel the roughness against my skin."

After he slipped the panties off, he pushed me backwards, where I landed on the bed with a soft whoosh. He climbed up over me, resting between my legs. Before even moving, he cupped my face in his hands. "Do you know how much you mean to me. How much I love you?"

"I know that it's as much as I love you. And I love you with my whole heart, body, and soul."

His kisses moved over me, his mouth reaching my breast and suckling like a child. I felt his hands span my waist, the current that had always been there, surging between us. My hands roamed over his back, feeling the muscles leaping beneath my fingers. His fingers were almost there, to that place on my body that so desperately wanted to be touched. I could feel them parting the folds surrounding my cunt, rubbing gently, one of them pushing inside me forcefully. I arched when I felt it come into me, my muscles clenching it tight. His thumbed rubbed over my clit, stroking it slowly, making me cry out in desire and want. His eyes burned with lust, making me bold. I grasped his dick, running my thumb across the tip of it, spreading the liquid that had seeped out of the tiny slit. I pulled my thumb up to my mouth and tasted it. It wasn't bad. My hand went down again and continued stroking, feeling him shudder beneath my touch. I pushed at him, slowly rolling him over onto his back.

He had no idea what I had in mind, until I turned toward the end of the bed, my legs straddling his head. Grasping his dick, I slowly licked the head of it, pushing my tongue lightly against the slit. I ran my tongue down the shaft, then back up again. His hips writhed on the bed, trying to get into my mouth. Finally, I slowly enveloped his prick in my mouth, running my tongue over it, bobbing my head up and down slowly. I was really getting into it when I felt his breath against my pussy. His tongue slowly emerged licking me softly, pushing into my cunt. I arched my back, crying out as his dick slid from my mouth. I was gone. My orgasm was so close and just one more stroke of his tongue would push me over the edge...and it did. I couldn't stop it.

The contractions and current roll through my pussy, making my hips writhe in agony and pleasure. Before I could recover and take him back into my mouth, he rolled me over again and climbed between my legs. "I have to have you Lily. Now."

"So take me Lucas. Make me yours." And then he did. He grasped his dick and placed it against the opening to my cunt. He pushed slowly, wanting to be gentle with me, no matter how wet I was. I arched beneath him, taking him even more. "Lucas, come inside me. I want to feel you all the way in me."

"Oh god, Lily. I want to be in you more than anything, but I don't want to hurt you." He still moved slowly into me, a little more each time. Frustrated with how slow he was going, I wrapped my hose covered legs around his waist, and pulled him into me with a quick lunge. I cried out when he pushed through my hymen, but the full, pleasureable feeling inside me more than made up for a moment of hurt.

Now that he was finally in me, he seemed to lose control. He grasped my hips and thrust in and out of me, groaning as I tightened my inner muscles around him. I arched my back as every thrust rubbed the walls inside my cunt, driving me crazy with desire. I could feel every inch, every rub of him inside me. He pounded into me, hurling me into my orgasm. I screamed as I came, thrusting my hips at his, with savage force. Suddenly I felt him pounding faster, and I knew he was almost there. He cried out as it happened, his hot, incestuous cum filling me. He shook uncontrolably with his orgasm. Finally, when we were both still, he leaned up and looked at me.

"I can't let you go Lily. I wish I was strong enough to do what I know is right for you, but I'm not. I need you with me, no matter whether you wish to be or not, I'll never let you go."

"You won't have to, Lucas," I said as I idly stroked his back. "I'm not leaving. I've decided that this is where I belong. Here, in Wyoming. With you. I'm going to attend community college in Cheyenne, to get certified as a nurse. I don't belong someplace without you. I belong here, forever."

"Do you mean it?" he asked, a sheen of tears misting his eyes.

"I do."

"Those are the words I want you to say to me again real soon." He pulled open the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed and pulled out a small gray box. He opened it, revealing the small diamond solitare embedded in silver. "Will you marry me Lily? I don't have a bunch of pretty words to tell you, except that you are the love of my life, and I can't live without you."

Tears streamed down my face. I couldn't stop them. He was everything I wanted and thought I'd never have. I would have to thank my parents for sending me back to him. But for right now, I had to lay to rest the fear I saw in Lucas' eyes.

"I'll marry you, Lucas. I love you more than life." With that, he kissed me, pouring all the love and emotion we felt for each other into one passionate kiss. And I knew we'd be together forever.