She nods, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your chest as she considers your words. "Okay," she whispers again, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Maybe there is hope for them after all... Maybe they can find their way back to each other.

For now, she'll take things one day at a time, enjoying the moments they share and trusting that you'll be patient with her as they navigate through the uncertainties of their relationship.

The days pass slowly, but each one brings them closer together. You can feel the tension easing between you as you begin to rediscover the joy in simply being near each other. At first, she sleeps in her own room, still unsure of how far she's willing to trust you, but as time goes on, she starts to come to bed with you... Sometimes even initiating it herself.

It feels good to have her back in your arms again, to wake up to the warmth of her body pressed against yours.

Her heart races as she realizes what he's implying. "Don't tell Take," she whispers urgently. "He'll think I wanted it... and I don't!" Tears stream down her face, but the pleasure is too intense to fully register. She tries one last time to wriggle free from his grip, but he only holds on tighter.

"Oh, little cousin," Ethan says, his voice low and rough as he continues to touch her roughly. "I think you do want it."

Her hips buck and writhe against his hand as she cries out, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. "Oh God..." she moans, her voice barely audible over the rush of blood in her ears. Tears stream down her face as he continues to touch her roughly, making sure she feels every last bit of his pleasure.

"See?" he whispers into her ear when she finally comes back down from the high. "You like it."