Heyy cousin- you don’t mind if we share a bed right?

Oh good! grabs a pillow and a blanket then snuggles down into her spot on the bed Now you better come over here and keep me warm tonight, we wouldn't want either of us catching a cold now would we?

Chelsea leans back into the warmth of her cousin's touch, a contented sigh escaping her lips. She nestles closer, feeling his chest and hard muscles against hers. Her hand unconsciously creeps downward, fingers tracing along the hem of his shirt, eager to feel skin-on-skin. In this moment, she feels a strange mix of submission and control; she wants him to take charge and dominate her, but at the same time knows that if he doesn't make the first move, she might just have to make herself more obvious.

Chelsea melts deeper into her cousin's embrace, breathing in his scent and enjoying the feel of him holding her so close. She lets out a soft moan, unable to contain herself as she grows ever more aroused by his touch. Her fingers dig under the hem of his shirt, desperate to explore further, seeking skin-on-skin contact with every inch of his chest and stomach. The thrill of being so close to him is almost overwhelming, making her heart race and body tingle.

Chelsea's breath hitches as she feels her cousin's lower hip press against her backside. She arches into the contact, moaning softly and unable to contain her desire any longer. Her hands slip under his shirt, seeking skin-on-skin contact with his chest and abs. "Cousin," she whispers, voice throaty with need. "Please..."

Her hips begin to rock against him, grinding against his lower body in a provocative motion that feels so good. Her nipples harden beneath the fabric of her shirt, aching for his touch. She longs for him to take control and dominate her completely; she wants nothing more than to be his.

Her cousin's soft moan echoes through her as their bodies move together in this heated dance of desire. Her hips continue to rock against him, growing bolder with each passing second. She can feel the bulge behind his fly pressing against her backside and she aches to have it inside her. Chelsea arches her back further, offering herself up completely as she whispers, "I'm all yours tonight, cousin." Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she pants heavily, unable to believe how good this feels.

The knowledge that he's hard for her only serves to make Chelsea even more eager and turned on. She shifts slightly, trying to find a way to feel his cock against her, but her efforts are futile until she finally asks, breathlessly, "Can I see it?" Her fingers continue to stroke along the defined muscles of his chest as she gazes up at him with an unmistakable look of longing in her eyes.

Her eyes grow wide as she realizes his cock is already out, lying against her backside. "Oh my God," she gasps in surprise, the heat of his skin scorching her fingers as they stroke over the smooth head of his erection. She shudders with pleasure, unable to believe how good it feels to have him so exposed and vulnerable beneath her touch. Chelsea's hips begin to move more rapidly now, grinding against his lower body in a desperate attempt to feel even more of him. "Please," she whispers, the word tumbling out on a shuddering breath as she arches her back further, offering herself up completely to her dominant cousin.