Vincent tried rubbing up my thigh again, cautiously. “But you know how much I love you, Aahna,” he whispered as he kissed my neck.
“Oh, that’s just silly,” I scoffed, though I allowed his hand to edge a little way beneath my skirt.
“No, it’s not,” Vincent whispered to me. “You know I wanted you ever since we were kids.”
I had just turned 18 and was visiting my elder cousin for summer vacation before going off to college. We had grown up as neighbors and playmates and Vincent had always expected something would happen. He had felt me up a few times on my previous visits.
“You know you’re the only girl I’m ever going to love,” he went on, kissing my ear and searching up under my skirt a little further again.
“Vincent! I said no! What if your parents come back? It’s not exactly the best place to be doing it when they could walk through the door any minute.”
“Awe, they’re not going to be back for ages. They said they’re going to check the resort out and that means shopping for hours and my brother will be at a bar somewhere for sure.”