Chapter 5
Liliana
Struggling to contain my excitement any longer, I bid my parents goodnight one last time before stepping out the door. Linking my arm with Nico’s, he escorts me to the waiting limo. As we settle inside, the driver begins the journey out of the compound, and Nico turns to me.
“Are you hungry?” He asks as I shift closer, seeking his touch. While hunger gnaws at me, I’m craving something else now that we’re alone. Nuzzling into his side without answering his question, I start kissing his cheek, trailing down to his neck. His cologne, a blend of earth and crisp mountain air, ignites my senses as I straddle his lap and grind against his hardening cock. Activating the privacy control, his hands grip my ass as the window seals shut.
“I’ve missed you so much, Nico,” I whisper, capturing his lips in an urgent kiss.
“I’ve missed you too, baby,” he replies between kisses, stirring a primal urge within me. The kiss is tender yet carnal fueling the desire pooling between my legs.
“As much as I want you, right now, we can’t,” he says, dampening my fantasy of riding him in the moving car. Disheartened, I start to move back to my seat, but his words halt me.
“I didn’t say we couldn’t have some fun,” he suggests, motioning for me to recline a little. Pulling my dress up, he exposes more of my skin and I gasp as the cool air hits me, hardening my nipples. My breath quickens as he slides my panties to the side and slips first one and then a second finger inside my pussy.
“Fuck, you’re already so wet for me, sweetness,” he murmurs softly, his invasion sending shivers down my spine. Nico was my first and only lover. He respected my need to take things at a slow pace, allowing our intimacy to unfold naturally. When I turned nineteen, I decided it was time to take our relationship further. Being away at college made me realize how deeply I loved him and craved his presence. He’s undoubtedly the one for me and I hope he feels the same.
I whimper softly as I ride his fingers, needing the imminent release that inches closer with each stroke.
“That’s it, sweetness, come for me,” he commands and I fall over the edge, shuddering as pleasure courses through me. Biting down on my lip to stifle my moans, my inner walls tighten around his fingers as his thumb draws slow circles over my clit, prolonging my ecstasy. Once again we’re interrupted, this time by the driver announcing our arrival at the restaurant, ruining the moment. We laugh as I sit back in my seat, adjusting my dress. Checking my makeup in my compact, I apply a touch of lip gloss. With my hair still in place, I’m ready for my weekend with Nico. It’s truly the best birthday gift ever.