The house is finally quiet, the kind of silence that feels heavy and electric all at once. My parents are gone for the weekend, leaving me alone with my favorite “guest.” We’ve been sitting on this velvet sofa for two hours, pretending to focus on the movie, but I can feel the heat radiating off him from across the cushions.
Family Phone Sex used to be the only way I could explore these forbidden thoughts, whispering into the receiver while imagining his deep voice on the other end. But tonight, there’s no need for a phone. He’s sitting right here, filling up the room with that raw, masculine energy I’ve been craving since we were teenagers.
He’s always been the one I watched from a distance… tall, broad-shouldered, and effortlessly strong. As he reaches for the remote, his bicep flexes against his shirt, and I find myself biting my lower lip. He’s more than just handsome; he’s got that magnetic pull that makes my skin tingle just by being near him.
I’ve known he had a crush on me for years, but tonight, the way he’s looking at me feels different. I’m not shy anymore. I’m hungry. He finally shifts closer, his leg brushing against mine, and the friction sends a jolt straight to my core. “Kiya,” he whispers, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly register that makes my breath hitch. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to be this close to you.”
I turn to him, my heart hammering against my ribs. I reach out, my fingers tracing the strong line of his jaw before sliding down to his chest. He’s so solid, so powerful. When he stands up to pull me toward him, I’m struck again by just how massive he is. He towers over me, a beautiful specimen of a man, and I can already see the heavy outline of his BBC straining against his jeans.
It’s a sight that makes my knees weak. I’ve spent so many nights wondering if he was as gifted as I imagined, and now, the truth is staring me right in the face. He doesn’t wait for a formal invitation. He wraps those strong arms around my waist and lifts me like I weigh nothing, his lips finding the sensitive spot on my neck.
I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him as close as possible, wanting to feel every inch of that strength. This movie night just took a very dark, very delicious turn. My parents are miles away, the doors are locked, and I finally have my tall, handsome cousin exactly where I want him.
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