Page 43 of Brandishing Beginnings

Leo turned back to me with a smile. “It was nice to meet you, Maya. I hope you like tiramisu, it’s one of my specialties.”

“You too, Leo. I’m sure it’ll be amazing.” I shook his hand again.

“It was good to see you, cousin.” Leo clapped Nico on the shoulder again, before he turned back to the kitchen and walked away.

I waited until Leo was behind the kitchen doors, before I took Nico’s hand in mine again. “You, OK?”

Nico’s smile seemed forced, but he squeezed my fingers affectionately. “Just great, Little Dreamer.”

I let the topic go, instead I turned to my dessert and dug in, moaning loudly. “Oh, that is amazing.”

“Jesus Christ, Maya.” Nico groaned. “You’re killing me here.”

I just laughed and dug into the dessert whole heartedly. It was the best thing I’d ever tasted.

After the amazing dinner we had at Sera’s, it was dark when we mounted the bike. Both of us were stuffed from our meal and lost in thought. We drove around seemingly aimless, until he turned up the hill that led to Dead Man’s Pointe. Located on top of Dead Man’s Bluff, it overlooked Quinnlyn Beach and the crystal-clear waters of Lake White Buffalo below. It also happened to be a popular make out and party spot for local teenagers.

A silly smile graced my lips as Nico slowed the bike to a stop at the top of the bluff. There was an empty parking lot and wooden guard rails along the edges to keep people in. Nico pulled hisHarley into one of the spots, but didn’t move to dismount. As he cut the engine off, I slid off the back of the bike and waited. “You, OK?” I asked softly. I ran a hand over the back of his neck.

He slowly turned to me, pulling his night riding glasses off his face. Desire burned in his gaze as he reached out to me, as he wrapped his large hand around the side of my face. His fingers were on the nape of my neck, with his palm along my jaw, and he pulled me toward him slowly.

I smiled as I stepped into his body, seeking his heat. With the sun down, the early June heat of the day had receded to cooler nights and I already regretted not bringing a sweatshirt.

Nico pulled me into a slow and sensual kiss, nothing like the heat that had been smoldering in his blue eyes. He was gentle and soft, so I pressed against him harder, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck, and kissed him back with more fire and passion. He groaned immediately and tried to pull away from me. Locking my arms around his neck, I smirked into the kiss before I bit down gently on his lower lip.

His groan was immediate. His hand slid down to my ass, palming my cheeks roughly before he dropped his hands to my thighs and lifted me. Holding me tightly against him, he slowly lowered me onto the bike in front of him, so I straddled his thighs as he sat me down on the gas tank.

I slid forward so I was sitting in his lap, facing him on the bike. Our kiss grew sloppier, more passionate. He sucked my tongueinto his mouth and I moaned loudly. “Fuck.” He groaned, breaking the kiss.

Laughing, I nipped the underside of his jaw.

“I really didn’t bring you up here for this. I thought maybe we could sit on the ledge, watch the water for a while. Get to know each other.”

“We can still do that. After you fuck me, on this bike,” I murmured softly, leaving wet open-mouthed kisses down his jaw and neck.

“Fucking hell, Little Dreamer.” He groaned, his fingers digging into my hips as he pulled me down on his denim covered cock and ground against my core.

“I should have worn a skirt.”

He chuckled low in his throat, “As hot as that is, it’s not fucking safe. And if you’re riding with us, you’re gonna ride safe.”

I twisted my hips and thrusted them up, grinding on him.

“Fuck baby.” He groaned and yanked my pants down.

I shifted and helped him, lifting my ass and propping my foot off the back seat behind him so I could slide backwards on the gas tank, giving him more room to work. I bent my knees so he was able to pull my jeans down—until they got stuck on my combat boots. “Fuck!”

Nico laughed and stood up with me in his arms. He set me back on my feet before he turned me around and roughly pushedbetween my shoulder blades, shoving my chest down onto the bike.

I moaned loudly at the rough treatment, my core clenching as the need to get fucked rolled through me. I heard his belt jingle, then a moment later the blunt head of his cock nudged at my entrance, before he was gripping my hips tightly, and slamming home in one fucking stroke.

My back arched and I cried out, feeling the burn of his cock stretching me. He didn’t give me time to get used to him either, he grabbed a fistful of my hair with one hand, while the other dug into my hips. He set a brutal and bruising pace, our bodies clapping together loudly with each thrust.

All I could do was hold on and arch my back as he fucked me hard against the motorcycle. A chill ran down my spine at the thought that anyone might be able to see us, watch me being used so thoroughly, and the idea turned me on.

They had mentioned their own checklists and a quiz they wanted me to take, but I still hadn’t gotten anything from them. I had started on my own research though, and everything I had already read had turned me on immensely. I was so ready to learn whatever they wanted to teach me.

Moaning and panting, I held onto the motorcycle as best I could as Nico ravaged her pussy. “Oh fuck.” I gasped, feeling my climax building quickly. A keening wail broke out of me as my pleasure rose and my orgasm tore out of me. My pussy clenched down onNico’s cock and my body went ridged, before I shuddered with pleasure and moaned loudly again.

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