9 comments/ 38738 views/ 9 favorites Expanding Horizons Ch. 01 By: sleeplessgurl Dear readers, It's been quite a tumultuous year, since I posted my last story. Thank you so much for your comments and messages of encouragement. I hope you enjoy this new series. If you've read any of my previous stories, you'll know there will be some plot and character development before we get to the juicy parts -- but we WILL get to the juicy parts! That being said, if you're looking for a quick stroke story, you may want to move on now. I'd like to thank my beta readers who provided feedback on an earlier version of this story and helped it develop into what it has become. Finally, a great big THANK YOU to aussie_101 for his fantastic work editing the final piece. Any errors you find are purely a result of my fiddling after he was done with it. :) *** 'Tortuous', thinks Keira. Yes, that's the right word: tortuous. But what she is experiencing right now is a delicious kind of torture; the torture of anticipation, the torture of longing. She can't remember when she's been so excited. The anticipation is overwhelming. She keeps fidgeting and can't seem to sit still. Either her toe is tapping or her knee is bouncing. Thankfully her distress will soon come to an end. After fourteen years, she's finally going to see Nico again. She has tried to sleep. Usually she can sleep on planes and it helps to make the flight go faster, but that is simply impossible today. She has tried to read, but she can't seem to make her eyes focus on the words in her book. She has even tried to meditate, but of course she can't stop her mind from whirling. She could barely believe it was really him when she got the Facebook friend request two months ago. His name popped up on her screen and, of course, she recognized it immediately. A shiver ran through her instantly at just seeing his name. For her, he'd always been the 'one that got away'. Of course, she had thought about him often over the years. After all, you never forget your first. But she had long ago resigned herself to the fact that he was in her past and she would likely never hear from him again. Then out of the blue: the Facebook friend request. Just seeing his name had brought back a rush of memories and sensations. She accepted his request without hesitation, and immediately began to stalk his Facebook page to find out everything she could about his life. Fortunately, he seemed to be an active Facebook user, so there was a lot of information for her to peruse. She looked for his relationship status. It was single. 'He's single. Hallelujah!' Then she looked for his current location. It read: Vancouver. 'Damn. Still in Vancouver. That's a hell of a long way from New York,' she thought. She read through his status updates and enjoyed seeing the camaraderie between Nico and some of his friends. He was as smart and funny as ever. As she read back through his profile, she found that his relationship status had changed from married to single about eleven months ago. However, looking at some of his status updates and comments from friends, she could see that he had gone from "we" updates to "me" updates quite some time before that. Next Keira began to peruse Nico's pictures. 'Oh god, he still looks so hot', she thought. Fourteen years had somehow only made him sexier. His dark eyes, that had drawn her to him, were wiser and revealed perhaps a bit of sadness or cynicism, but they still had that mischievous twinkle. There was just a hint of laugh lines around his eyes, and some of the pictures showed that he still had that roguish grin she had loved so long ago. He was in great shape, and she was pleased to see more than one picture of him in a bathing suit or shorts. She got more and more excited as she looked over his profile and then sent an email to him through Facebook mail. She waited on tenterhooks for his response. Thankfully, he responded a few hours later, and they quickly moved the conversation over to their regular email accounts. Their correspondence started tentatively, giving each other general life updates, asking typical 'catching up' questions, but the depth of the questions quickly went beyond small talk. Within days, the intensity of emotion infused within their exchanges had escalated. They wrote increasingly long emails to each other, asking deeply personal questions and providing more and more depth and detail in their responses. Nico told Keira all about how he met his wife, Melissa, during his last year of university and fell head over heels in love. They were married soon after they graduated. For the first four or five years, things seemed pretty good, as their relationship was new and they were establishing themselves professionally. Then Melissa became so focused on her job that she worked all hours. Sure, he was working hard too, but not like her. She seemed obsessed. It got to a point where he hardly ever saw her. It went on like that for a few years. He started to have serious conversations with her about where their lives were headed, plans for the future, having a family. She kept putting him off, saying they would have a family "when things settled down at work". He had also tried, on many occasions, to talk to her about how they hardly ever had sex anymore, because she was so busy and when she came to bed she was so tired. In the beginning, they'd had a very active -- though not very adventurous -- sex life. He lamented that she seemed to have lost interest in sex altogether. With her constantly deflecting and not taking his concerns seriously, plus her being at work all hours of the day and night, he began to become suspicious. Finally, he confronted Melissa, and asked her if she was having an affair. She was silent. Her silence was confirmation enough. He pressed her and she admitted she'd been having a relationship with a client. He asked her how long, and she admitted it had been a couple of years. Years! He felt like he had been punched in the gut. He had asked why she stayed with him, why she didn't just leave him. After all, they didn't have kids or anything really binding them together. Melissa had shrugged and said it was because 'he' was married too, and didn't want to leave his wife. She said it was just 'easier'. He was floored by her callousness, her heartlessness. He felt like such a chump; for not seeing it sooner, for not confronting her sooner. He was so angry about the years of his life he had wasted with her, when he could have been with someone who actually cared about him. Of course he had left her immediately and they were promptly divorced. Keira cried a few tears and her heart went out to Nico as she read his long, emotional account of what he'd been through. She was amazed and touched that he was sharing so much deeply personal information, so much emotion with her. Of course, Keira started off by telling him all about moving from Ottawa to Toronto to go to university. She had started a tiny event and promotions business out of her apartment after she graduated. Eventually she got more successful and hired an assistant, and with more success came an actual office and then staff. Her business kept growing, and when she got successful enough, her company was bought by a big PR firm from New York. She'd moved to join the firm and had now been living there for five years. He asked her about relationships, and because he'd been so forthcoming with all the details about his marriage, she admitted that she'd had a lot of lovers, and she'd been hurt many times. Sometimes she'd end up with a man whose only focus was to take his own pleasure, not caring about hers. Other times she'd realize she'd like to see the guy, but never heard from him again. Thankfully Nico never asked the actual number of men she'd been with. She told him about each of her four long-term relationships, all of which ended around the two-year mark. Two of these relationships just kind of ended organically, mutually. However, two had ended because the guy wanted to get more serious, get engaged, plan for the long term. But she just knew that none of them were "Mr. Right." She laughed at herself for even writing that and admitted how corny it sounded. But she elaborated by saying she just couldn't picture spending the rest of her life (or even a large portion of her life) with either of them, and she didn't want to settle, or string them along, or waste their time. However, now at 32 she was starting to wonder if she ever would find the one she was supposed to be with. She admitted that she sometimes wondered if she'd made a mistake; maybe she should have settled for one of the guys who wanted to marry her. Most of her friends were getting married and having kids. She was starting to get tired of those pitying looks from smug couples who wanted to set her up with every single guy they knew. She'd long since gotten tired of being set up by well-meaning friends. Somewhere toward the end of the second week of their long email conversations, they connected live on chat one evening. During the chat conversation, Nico told her he was so glad they'd reconnected. He tentatively admitted he still thought about her; that he'd always remembered her and thought fondly back to that summer when they had met. Keira said she was glad they'd reconnected too, and admitted the same. She added that often when another relationship had failed or a guy she was dating just didn't measure up, her thoughts returned to him and she wondered where he was, what he was doing. Nico upped the ante by admitting that he'd often fantasized about her over the years, and since they'd been conversing again he'd begun fantasizing about her every day. After a pause, Keira admitted she'd been doing the same. "Do you touch yourself when you fantasize about me?" Nico had typed in the chat window in response. Keira gasped, and a shiver went through her. Of course, she had, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to admit that. She debated her answer for a moment. But everything had flowed so easily between them so far. They'd been so honest with each other up to that point. The fact that he was even asking meant he probably did too. Right? At least she hoped so. Part of her desperately wanted to know. She took a deep breath and typed her answer. "Yes." Nico responded, ":-D". Keira typed, "Do you?" "Yes." Came his answer almost immediately. Another shiver went through her. She smiled at the delicious thought of him stroking himself while thinking about her. She typed a quick ":)", and then asked, "When?" "When what? When do I fantasize about you or when do I touch myself?" "Both I guess. :)" Nico typed rapidly now. Each of the next few lines came in quick succession. Each one made Keira smile a little wider. "I've been thinking about you almost constantly for two weeks." "I fantasize about you frequently throughout the day." "My mind just drifts" "and I remember being with you," "and I imagine what it would be like to be with you now." Keira breathlessly typed, "I've been doing the same thing." "Lately, I masturbate thinking about you every night." He typed. "And every morning in the shower. " Nico added a little smiley emoticon that was blushing. Keira laughed out loud. And then typed "lol". "Don't be embarrassed. I've been doing the same. " She typed. "Well, at night... Not every morning. ;-)" She added. "lol" Came his reply. There was a pause in the conversation. Keira had never been comfortable with sexting. A couple of guys had tried it with her, but it had always seemed so fake, so contrived, perhaps because she wasn't really into them. But at that moment, her heart was beating hard and she could feel herself getting wet and excited at the thought of Nico getting himself off thinking about her. And even more exciting was the idea of him doing it right now. She didn't know what to say next, or how to move the conversation forward, but he did it for her. "What are you wearing?" He asked. She wondered if she should lie and say something sexier than she was really wearing. But she decided to tell the truth. "Yoga pants, panties, tank top." She typed. "Bra?" "No." ":-D" He typed. Then "I remember your tank tops. Mmmmm." "lol" She responded then she asked, "What are you wearing?" "Shorts." "That all?" "Yup. ;-)" ":)" "I want you to take off your tank top." He typed. Another chill went through her. When she didn't respond immediately, he added, "Will you do that for me?" "Yes" She replied, and slid her tank top up over her head. "Done" she responded. She was shivering with anticipation wondering what was to come next. It occurred to her that Nico was always getting her to try new things, to expand her horizons. It looked like that tradition was going to continue. The conversation quickly became more intense from there. He told her what to do to herself and she followed every instruction. She'd never done anything like this before and it was one of the most exciting and erotic things she'd ever done. He wrote the most wicked things to her. He described in detail how and where he wanted to touch her and lick her. She kept doing as he instructed and brought herself to one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever had by masturbating. After that conversation, it was like a floodgate had been opened. In less than two months they'd exchanged hundreds of emails, sometimes several a day. Topics ranged through everything from updates on their families and friends, to everyday activities in their jobs, to social and political discussions. They'd learned so much about each other's lives, likes, dislikes, sexual histories, and fantasies, sharing secret thoughts and desires that no one else knew. In just two short months, Keira figured he knew her better than any of her previous long-term boyfriends ever had. They looked forward to connecting in the evenings when they would often chat online or talk on the phone for hours. Every conversation ended in a mutual masturbation session, with them both screaming out how much they wanted each other. Nico, for his part, told her he enjoyed exploring how Keira had matured sexually. His wife had been rather repressed. It was always just vanilla sex -- when they were having sex that is. Whenever he'd suggested trying something new, he'd been shot down, and then he hadn't gotten any for a while. So he learned to stop suggesting anything, and grudgingly accepted what little she was willing to do. There were so many things he wanted to try, but he was forced to indulge his interests by reading erotica and watching porn. Nico expressed delight that Keira was brazenly sexual in their correspondence and freely shared her fantasies with him. She revealed to him that she had submissive fantasies, but never told anyone. Nico discovered he liked to be dominant. When they first talked about it, she pointed out that he'd shown dominant tendencies even that first time with her, and it had made her so excited. In the last couple of weeks, they'd explored their repressed desires through incredibly hot telephone conversations. Then a few nights ago during a phone conversation, she'd thought he was joking when he suggested meeting her on her business trip. But she got so incredibly excited at the thought that he might be serious. He told her he'd arranged a couple of days off, and asked if she could fly to Toronto a day or two before her conference began so they could spend the weekend together. She could barely contain her excitement at the prospect. Although she was up to her eyeballs in work, preparing for the conference, she gladly arranged the time off and changed her travel plans to arrive a few days early. The next few days were a flurry of arrangements and the delicious tortuous excitement of anticipation. He arranged his flight to land around the same time as hers, so they could go to the hotel together. And now, Keira is on the plane, enduring her delicious torture. Her mind is a flurry of activity. She keeps going over the past two months and past several days in her mind. And since she cannot settle her mind, she allows it to drift back to that summer when they first met, fourteen years ago. *** Just after her eighteenth birthday, Keira had finally made it to counselor at the camp she'd been going to every summer for six years. The previous year, she'd been a CIT (counselor-in-training), but this year she was the counselor in charge of a cabin of eight-year-old girls, and had a CIT under her wing. She enjoyed the camp, and had great friends there, but every year was pretty much the same. Mostly the same kids. Same activities. Same management team running the camp. Until the year Nico showed up. Nico, who had been nineteen that summer, was hired from another camp to supervise the counselors and CIT's. She remembered distinctly the first time she'd seen him. Two days before the kids were due to start arriving, Gus, the weathered old camp manager, had gathered all the counselors and CIT's together and had introduced the newest member of the management team, Nico. His deep dark bedroom eyes, with such intelligence and intensity beneath the surface, had called to her and drawn her in immediately. Keira drank in the sight before her. With his dark curly hair, full lips, and skin the colour of chocolate milk, she couldn't place his ancestry, but it didn't really matter; she just knew he was one of the most attractive guys she'd ever seen. He was wearing cargo shorts that hugged just a little in all the right places, and a new t-shirt with the camp logo that stretched slightly across the muscles of his chest and arms. She watched him intently as he was being introduced to this year's group of counselors and CIT's. When he got to Keira, he paused, a little longer it seemed than he had with the others. When they made eye contact that first time, a rush went through her, making her face flush and her nipples harden. She saw his eyes widen as they shook hands. The warmth and strength of his big hand engulfing hers sent a shiver through her. She mumbled a "nice to meet you" or something. She really wasn't sure what she had said. She was so distracted by him. She'd never had this kind of reaction to any boy before. After he moved on to greet the rest of the counselors and CIT's, her gaze followed him, and she noticed (to her great delight) that he kept looking back at her whenever he had an opportunity. Keira's attraction to him, which started so instantly and so intensely, had only grown in the following weeks. Seeing what a natural leader he was, how he was patient and understanding yet firm with the CIT's and counselors, her admiration for him as a person had grown. He treated people with respect, and never belittled or insulted anyone, even as a joke. He had a quiet confidence, a sense of peace and presence about him that made others feel at ease, and garnered their respect. She watched him with fascination and growing affection. Her physical attraction to him was undeniable, and, she was certain, reciprocated. Whenever they were in proximity they were constantly aware of each other, stealing frequent furtive glances. Every time their eyes met, she felt that rush shiver through her again, and she blushed uncontrollably as heat stole up her chest into her face. During some thrilling moments of sustained eye contact, she felt as though they'd had complete conversations without words. Keira knew she was sexy and she loved the attention she was getting from boys since she developed, especially in a bathing suit that barely contained her full round breasts, but no one had ever looked at her the way Nico did. Hiding beneath the surface, there was a hunger, a desire she'd never seen in anyone's eyes before. It was thrilling. It made her catch her breath and tremble on those rare occasions she'd seen it. It promised things; things she imagined him doing to her, things she had never experienced. Expanding Horizons Ch. 01 There was a constant sizzling sexual tension between them. She knew he felt it too. She had even occasionally noticed the bulge in his pants increase as he watched her. Yet she knew, because he was in a position of authority over the counselors and CIT's that he considered her off limits. And he was too much of a gentleman to abuse his position of authority and act on his obvious attraction. Damn his noble intentions! It drove her crazy that two single people so clearly attracted to each other couldn't be together. Keira relished those rare occasions when she and Nico had been alone together, working on some task like putting away canoes or tidying lifejackets, and she had an opportunity for sustained conversation with him. She'd fought through her own discomfort and usual shyness with boys and had deliberately capitalized on those moments to learn more about him. She asked him lots of questions whenever she could, and found that he was not only open and forthright with the answers, but also an intelligent conversationalist. She discovered he was from Ottawa, like herself, but went to a different high school. They had similar tastes in music and movies, and both were competitive soccer players. In one conversation, while they were organizing water and sports equipment in the shed by the beach, she asked about his family and background. As she suspected, he did indeed have a mixed heritage. His mom was multi-racial. "Creole" he called it. She was from New Orleans, and his dad's family was Italian. "Hence the Italian name," he smiled. "So many of the other counselors and kids here call you Nick," she observed, "do you mind that?" "People like to make things easier on themselves," he replied simply without malice or resentment, shrugging his shoulders. "It happens all the time." "But what do you prefer, Nick or Nico?" "Nico. It's actually my name." He smiled. "Nico." She said affectionately, looking at him and smiling. He made eye contact and she felt that rush go through her again. "It's a nice name," she said, almost a whisper. She felt lame for saying it, but was pleased when he smiled genuinely anyway. "Thanks! I like it," he said. "What kind of name is Keira?" "Irish. My mom was really intent on making sure we all had Irish names." "Ah... a green eyed Irish lass," Nico said in a really bad Irish accent. Keira giggled and raised her hand to cover her mouth coquettishly. He laughed too. "Sorry, I suck at accents," he admitted with a smile. "That's okay. I thought it was funny," she said, not knowing what else to say. She nervously fiddled with the neckline of her bathing suit top, inadvertently drawing his eyes there. She watched his gaze move from her breasts back to her eyes again. "So, you said your mom wanted you all to have Irish names," he prodded. "How many of you are there?" "Three," she replied. "My sisters are Fiona and Maeve. Soooo glad I didn't get Maeve." She giggled. "Me too," he said. "Keira suits you." They made eye contact for an extended moment and he looked like he wanted to say something more. She wanted so badly for him to say something, to do something. Anything. She didn't know what to do. Well, she knew what she wanted to do. She imagined herself just moving forward and kissing him, but she couldn't force herself to make a move. With his dark eyes locked on hers, Nico reached forward and brushed a stray lock of her long black hair back behind her ear. It was such an intimate gesture. She gasped and shivered. He noticed. He glanced down momentarily and watched as her nipples hardened to taut peaks that showed prominently in the top of her two piece bathing suit. He looked back into her green eyes and she saw that hunger again for the briefest moment before he suddenly seemed to come to his senses. He stiffened and moved away from her. "Well, I think we're done in here," he said in a slightly huskier voice. Turning away from her, he surveyed the shelves and hooks full of lifejackets, floatation devices, and sports equipment. Then he left the shed abruptly. She stood there for a moment catching her breath and cursing herself for not kissing him when she had the chance. * The summer was waning and Keira knew she was running out of opportunities to act on how she felt about him. She had to do something. She was getting desperate. She decided to try an experiment. With only a week to go before the end of the summer, she started to change the way she looked at him. It was so unlike her, but she fought through her fear and shyness, and when he met her eyes, she deliberately gave him a wanton hungry look and licked her lips slowly. She tried to show him that hungry look she'd seen in his eyes a few thrilling times. She was so nervous and her heart was beating fast, wondering how he'd respond. She saw his reaction immediately. His eyes widened, and then his eyelids lowered, yet he maintained eye contact. The look in his eyes became intense, his thoughts clearly written on his face. Her mouth twitched up in a seductive knowing smile, showing him she knew what he was thinking and she approved. The third time she caught his eye that day, he was walking down the path from the cabins to the lake. As soon as she saw him, she looked around to see who else was about. A few of the counselors and CIT's and a couple of older kids were organizing the equipment at the shore. She looked back at Nico as he walked down the path, and noticed that he was indeed watching her. Her heart was beating so hard and she was so nervous, but she fought through it and tried something she thought would be seductive. While making eye contact, she slowly ran her hands from her bare thighs, up over the bathing suit bottom that barely covered the swell of her hips, into the dip of her waist and up across her taut exposed stomach to just under her breasts, as if presenting them to him. After a summer of swimming, kayaking, canoeing, rock climbing, and chores, her usually very pale skin was slightly tanned and her muscles toned. So were his, she had noticed frequently. She watched him as he slowed on the path. He seemed to catch his breath, and bite his bottom lip unconsciously. Damn that looked hot! He was reacting just as she hoped he would. She gave him a devilish grin, but wasn't sure what to do next. She tried not to let her nervousness and hesitation show. She kept looking at him as she deliberately bent over to pick up the life jackets she was putting away. She looked up at him coyly, as she exaggerated her sultry movements, wondering if she was going too far, being too obvious, or even amateurish. Regardless, she was delighted to see he had completely stopped in his tracks. His mouth literally hung open for a moment. Kiera's heart soared at her success. Straightening up, her eyes flashed to his crotch to see a distinct tent forming there. He seemed to become aware at the same moment, glanced down briefly, and then back at her eyes. His mouth quirked into a sheepish grin, he shrugged and a knowing smile came across his face, acknowledging they both knew. Then he looked embarrassed, and he quickly turned and went back up the path. Keira's heart was beating madly as she watched him retreat. His muscles moved sinuously on his shoulders, back and legs as he rushed back up the path. She had never used her sexuality so deliberately, and was amazed she'd had such an obvious immediate success. As she stood there watching him retreat, her breathing slowed, and she noticed the swell and wetness between her legs, and her hard nipples poking out prominently in her bathing suit top. She imaged all the things she wanted to do to him, wanted him to do to her. Soon she hoped. Very soon. However, she barely saw him again for the rest of the day. In the dining hall, he caught her eye as soon as she arrived, but he turned away and would not look at her. He finished his meal and left quickly. Keira feared her little experiment had backfired. Late that night after everyone else in the cabin was asleep, as she lay in her sleeping bag, she rubbed her clit and thought of him as she often did. She imagined ways to get him alone. She brought herself to yet another silent shuddering orgasm, wishing it was Nico's fingers or tongue on her clit, wishing he was giving her the kind of orgasm that's impossible to keep silent. The next day Nico seemed to avoid her continuously. As soon as he saw her, he moved quickly to speak to one of the management team, or moved into a group of people, or even left the area altogether. After a couple of days like this, Keira was feeling very frustrated and rejected. She wondered if she'd gone overboard in trying to seduce him. She chastised herself for being so stupid. It had been foolish to try and put on airs that were so unlike her natural behavior. She rationalized and knew he was trying to be noble and not take advantage of his position of authority, yet she fervently wished he would stop being so damned conscientious. On Friday, with only two days left before they went home, she caught an opportunity. Nico was walking alone down the path toward the lake, while she was alone heading toward the cabins. Her heart started beating madly as soon as she saw him. She smiled brightly, and he paused in the path. "You're not going to run away again, are you?" she called as she kept walking deliberately toward him, adding a little extra swing and bounce to her step. She watched his mouth quirk into a roguish grin and his eyes travel over her body as she approached. She had to admit, hers did the same. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said with a knowing grin. Keira's heart was beating hard and fast in her chest. She was so nervous. She knew she was out of her comfort zone again, acting like this. She didn't know where she was getting the strength to be so bold, or what to do next, but she knew they were running out of time, and she couldn't bare the idea of the 'what if' thoughts that would be sure to plague her if she didn't try something. So she put on an air of confidence that she didn't really feel. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," she said, and she looked deliberately at his crotch, which had started to bulge slightly, and back to his eyes, smiling knowingly. An image of herself on her knees in front of him sucking and licking his cock flashed unbidden into her mind. She blushed deep red. Her usual instinct to look away and act shy reared up in her mind, but she fought it. Instead, she looked at him like she wanted to devour him—the way he'd been looking at her all summer. His eyes were wide, as he watched her move closer. She could see he was drawn to her. With her heart beating madly, she kept moving closer and closer to him until her chest was nearly brushing his. Her nipples stood out prominently. He noticed, and his eyes flashed back to hers with a smile. She reached her hand up to touch his cheek, breathing heavily, staring into his eyes. "Keira," he sighed and placed his hand over hers, his eyelids lowering at her touch, "we can't do this." "Why? Don't you want me?" she asked. She tried to keep her voice firm but she couldn't help the slightly pleading look in her eyes. "Oh god, Keira," Nico sighed, "of course I do. You know I do." He said as he moved his hand to gently brush back a wayward lock of long black hair that had come loose from her ponytail. She shivered at his touch, staring into his dark eyes. He sighed again and paused. "But it's just not right." "But it's the end of the season. It doesn't matter anymore," she whispered as she moved her body against his. Her nipples, poking through the thin bathing suit material, pressed against his bare chest. He gasped as the skin on her stomach touched his, and her pelvis pressed forward against his. Her skin tingled everywhere and felt so hot. Nico's eyes widened and he groaned low in his throat. Keira held her breath waiting for him to make the next move, and she didn't have to wait long. He was drawn to her. He wanted her. She knew it. She could feel it. "Oh god," Nico whispered as he closed the short distance with his mouth, while his hand moved to the nape of her neck, pulling her to him. She felt a rush like pins and needles go through her entire body and she held still as his lips touched hers, gently at first. Quickly he deepened the kiss and pressed against her lips more firmly. She felt his tongue against her lips, and she opened up, inviting him in with her tongue, as she brought her hands up around his shoulders and back, and allowed her body to melt into his. His tongue searched her mouth hungrily. She sighed into his mouth and swirled her tongue around his. She pressed closer to him and ground her pelvis against him. He was hard. Really hard. She'd occasionally caught glimpses of a slight bulge in his shorts, but she'd never seen him this hard before. It felt so huge and hot and glorious. She felt his big strong hands moving on her back, down to her ass, pulling her against him. She ground her pelvis harder against him and he groaned as she panted for breath. They surrendered to each other. They devoured each other with the kiss, releasing the passion they'd both been holding back all summer. As he deepened the kiss, and his hands moved frantically over her body, she rubbed her swollen sex against him. He groaned again, seeming to pull her closer, his hard cock pressing into her, as their tongues swirled around each other. Simultaneously they heard laughter from up the path. They separated instantly, both panting, both flushed, both sporting obvious signs of arousal. He gave her a pleading look and whispered, "Go," nodding in the direction of the cabins. Her heart was beating madly, both because of the kiss and at the prospect of almost getting caught. She started walking up the path in the direction she'd been going, and he continued down toward the water. She looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled, noticing he was also looking back at her. As she continued toward the cabins, the laughter and chatter of several 12--year-old boys grew louder until they came around the bend into sight. She looked back once more. Nico was on the dock, taking a running dive into the lake. She smiled inwardly, knowing he was probably trying to reduce his raging hard on. The six boys that passed her on their way to the lake were at various stages of that awkward phase of development between boy and man, some of them looking more like boys, some more like men. All of them stopped talking when they saw her, and several stared openly at her breasts. It was probably hard not to stare considering her state; she was flushed and her nipples were poking prominently out of her bathing suit top. She was afraid there might be a wet spot on her crotch too, but she dared not check. She looked down at the ground and walked quickly past them. Much to her disappointment, Keira didn't see Nico for the rest of the day. He wasn't in the dining hall or at any of the evening activities. There was a buzz within the camp, a mixture of excitement and melancholy as everyone knew the summer was drawing to a close and they'd have to say goodbye to their summer friends and return home the next day. On the last Friday night of the summer, there was always a huge bonfire. Almost everyone in the camp came. She saw Nico only briefly. He caught her eye immediately, and she saw the look of longing, but to her disappointment, he turned away guiltily and didn't look at her again. He left the campfire shortly afterward. At bedtime, the counselors and CIT's herded the kids off to their cabins, and several of the camp's management staff disappeared. After the kids in her cabin were in bed, Keira walked around in the dark with a flashlight toward the staff cabins wondering what they were up to. She heard music and laughter coming from Gus' cabin, the manager of the camp. She figured it was an end-of-year party for the management team. It appeared the counselors and CIT's clearly hadn't been invited. Keira returned to her own cabin, dejected, and crawled into her sleeping bag. As she had almost every night that summer, she rubbed her clit and brought herself to another silent shuddering orgasm, thinking of Nico. She lay there in the darkness and couldn't sleep. She knew the kids were going home tomorrow and she and the other counselors and CITs would be going home on Sunday after one last day of cleaning up the campground. Laying in the dark, she realized she could no longer hear any music coming from the direction of Gus' cabin. She couldn't hear anything except the slow steady breathing of her CIT and the kids in her cabin. She was restless and decided it was time to take action. She got out of bed and quietly rummaged through her clothes for something to wear. She didn't even know what she was looking for until she came across her shortest shorts and her skimpiest tank top -- that was really only appropriate to wear under another shirt. She peeled off her loose t-shirt, shorts, and underwear and pulled on her skimpiest white thong. She wiggled into the tiny baby blue shorts and pulled the white tank top over her head, adjusting her breasts to best advantage and tweaking her nipples. The tank barely covered her full round breasts. Her nipples and areola were actually semi visible through the thin cotton. The stretchy material of the shorts hugged her curves and came down just barely far enough to cover her ass, riding up significantly between her ass cheeks. Keira took her hair out of its pony tail, letting her black tresses cascade down around her shoulders. She ran her hands over her nipples. She felt sinful and sultry. And scared out of her mind. She forced that thought down and focused on what she wanted. She reminded herself how she would feel if she let these last two evenings go by without even trying to be with Nico. She imagined kicking herself for months or years, torturing herself with 'what if' and 'why didn't I' thoughts. She decided she couldn't bare that. It would be better to be rejected by him and know definitely 'what if', than to always wonder for the rest of her life. Girding up her confidence, she wrapped her dark fluffy robe around her, slipped on her sandals and let herself quietly out of her cabin. Even in the dark, she knew the paths of this camp like the back of her hand, so she didn't use a flashlight as she didn't want to draw any attention to herself. Luckily a full moon lit her way so she wouldn't trip over a tree root or rock. The closer she got to Nico's cabin, the more nervous she got. Her heart was beating hard and fast. She struggled to slow her breathing. She wondered for the hundredth time if this was a good idea. Doubts swirled in her mind. Who the hell did she think she was? She wasn't some kind of seductress. This wasn't like her. But she reminded herself they were almost out of time and she knew she would regret it if she didn't try something. Breathing heavily, with her heart in her throat, she arrived at Nico's cabin. She could see light coming from under the door, indicating that he -- hopefully -- wasn't already asleep. She took off her robe and left it on the Muskoka chair beside his front door. She adjusted the tank top again for maximum visible cleavage, so that it barely covered her nipples, and then she pinched her nipples making them stand out prominently. She smoothed back her long black hair and licked her lips. She took a long deep breath and let it out raggedly. Another deep breath, a little more smooth this time, and then she softly knocked on the door. She heard shuffling from inside the cabin. As he opened the door, she let out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. He looked so sexy wearing only boxers, his hair disheveled. Expanding Horizons Ch. 01 "Keira," his eyes and voice showed surprise and delight at seeing her. "Hey," she smiled her most sultry smile at him. "You shouldn't be... here..." he started, but his sentence trailed off as his eyes moved downward over her body. She was delighted to note that look he'd given her all summer -- like he wanted to devour her -- was back again. She watched his gaze travel over her, breathing shallow breaths, causing her chest to rise and fall. His gaze slowly came back up, pausing briefly on her breasts. His eyes flashed back up to hers, darker than she'd ever seen them. "Now, that's not fair," he said playfully, with a knowing smile. "I'm only human." She smiled guiltily, and allowed her eyes to roam over his body for a moment noticing the tent forming in his shorts. He grabbed her hand and pulled her inside, saying, "Come in before someone sees you." Once inside, she summoned all her courage and stepped toward him. To her dismay he stepped back, his palms up, like he was afraid to touch her. She smiled at the noble gesture, yet she knew they had already gotten past this when they kissed earlier. There was no denying this anymore. "Keira, we shouldn't do this," he said completely without conviction. She smiled at the lack of conviction in his voice, and stepped forward again, saying, "Nico, the summer's over. It doesn't matter anymore." He didn't move this time. She stepped forward again, panting, her breasts heaving. She noticed his gaze flash to her breasts again and back to her eyes. He was breathing heavily too. She sidled forward ever so slowly, so that her body was almost touching his. He tried to step back again, but realized he was too close to the wall. He tried to appeal to her. "Look, Gus said he would castrate me if I so much as touched any of the counselors or CITs." The look in his eyes contradicted his words. "No one has to know," she whispered. With her heart beating so loud she was sure he must hear it, she moved forward again and pressed her body against his, her lips mere inches from his. Her nipples were lightly grazing his chest and she could feel his erection against her belly. "I know you want this as much as I do," she breathed, and she pressed her pelvis forward against his hard-on to punctuate her words. "Keira," he whispered as he reached up and gently smoothed a lock of hair off her face, staring into her eyes. That intimate gesture coupled with the feral look in his eyes told her she was right. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressed her body closer against him, and ground her pelvis into his rock hard cock, drawing a gasp from him. She smiled and moved her open mouth closer to his, and touched his lips. His resolve gone, Nico moaned and brought his hands up to touch her back, pulling her closer as he dove into her mouth aggressively with his tongue. She rejoiced inside as he surrendered to her and they explored the depths of each other's mouths, panting and gasping for air as their hands frantically explored each other's bodies. He brought his hand up between them and gently slid it over her breast and nipple, causing her to shudder and moan. Keira moved back slightly to create some space between them, and he took the opportunity to slide his hand up under her tank top to cup her soft breast, her hard nipple pressing into his palm. He moved his palm over it while squeezing slightly as his other hand began sliding the material of the tank top up her midriff. She pulled away from the kiss panting as he lifted the tank top up and she lifted her arms to assist. He pulled it off and threw it over his head somewhere behind him. His gaze was riveted to her breasts as they bounced slightly after being released by the cotton. Nico's eyes widened appreciatively as he brought both hands up to caress her full round breasts and pinch the nipples between his thumb and fingers. She gasped as a jolt of electrical pleasure ran through her. She leaned forward to kiss him again, while he continued to tweak and roll her nipples. They kissed passionately again, their tongues swirling around each other, until she gasped again from the stimulation to her breasts. Panting, she kissed across his jaw and down his neck, while she moved her hand between his legs. She glided her fingertips over his balls and up the length of his shaft, causing him to groan. She pulled back the waistband of his boxers, slid her hand inside and wrapped it around his hard cock, drawing a low groan from him. She continued kissing down his neck to his collarbone, then pulled back and gazed up at his surprised face. His eyes widened as he realized what she had in mind. She licked her lips seductively and dropped to her knees in front him, pulling his boxers down with her, letting them drop around his ankles. She had waited for this moment for so long. Finally, his cock bobbed free in front of her face and she looked up at him and smiled wickedly, while she wrapped one hand around it and slid the other up the inside of his thigh to caress his balls. She'd only given head to two guys before and didn't feel very skilled at the time, although they'd both been excited enough to receive it. Meantime, she'd read some pointers on how to do it better and she had been waiting all summer to try them on Nico. She stroked his hard cock, looking at it longingly, enjoying the way his hot soft skin slid over the hardness beneath. She looked up at him, seeing him watching her intently, and maintaining eye contact, she stuck her tongue out and flicked off the drop of precum that had formed at the tip. "Mmmmm," she said, smiling at tasting him for the first time. Still maintaining eye contact, she leaned forward and drew the glans into her mouth, and swirled her tongue around the head. Nico's eyes widened and he groaned appreciatively. She returned her gaze to the task at hand and slid her mouth down over his cock, swirling her tongue around the underside as she drew more and more in, until her lips met her hand that was grasping it around the base. Then she tried to relax her throat and breathe through her nose like she'd read, and she pushed a little further and found that she didn't gag. Nico moaned deeply as his entire length was buried within her. Keira slid back and swirled her hand along with her mouth, ensuring there was constantly moving pressure on his shaft, while she continued to fondle his balls with her other hand. She pulled back till just the tip was in her mouth, looked up at him, and swirled her tongue around the glans. The look on his face delighted her. His face had taken on a flush she'd never seen, that seemed to make his light brown skin glow. He was breathing fast and deep, and his entire concentration was focused on her. She loved being able to give him such pleasure. She smiled with her eyes, while sucking on the tip of his cock, and then plunged down to the base quickly, sucking hard. Nico gasped, and Keira smiled inwardly knowing she'd done something right. She pulled back, keeping up the pressure to the tip and swirled her tongue around it again. She plunged down again, pulled back while sucking, swirled and plunged down again. Establishing a steady rhythm, Keira could hear Nico breathing harder. When she pulled up to the tip, she glanced up to notice his eyes were closed and his head was tipped back slightly, so she renewed her vigor, plunging down rapidly again. She continued this pace for several minutes and his pelvis started thrusting slightly. Nico started moaning quietly on every down-stroke, and brought his hands to the back of her head, as if to get her attention. "Keira, stop," Nico moaned, his voice lower and raspier than she'd ever heard it. Keira kept going and hummed around him. Nico groaned deeply. "Ohhh... Keira stop," Nico ground out with effort, "I'm close." He tried to push her head away, but she swatted at his hand, while looking up at him and smiling seductively with her eyes. She'd never let a guy cum in her mouth before but she desperately wanted Nico to do it now. She wanted to do this for him and she wanted to taste him for herself. His eyes widened. "Oh god... Keira... I... I can't hold back," he ground out between clenched teeth. She squeezed his balls, and hummed as she plunged back down on him sucking harder than ever, pulling back, sucking hard, up and down, keeping a steady pace. She felt a twitch and pulse in his balls and then the vein under his cock pulsed. She was amazed that she could actually feel it coming up his shaft. She continued to suck hard, humming, encouraging him to cum. Nico groaned low and long as he released the first blast and it hit the back of her throat with a fair amount of force, which took her by surprise. But as it swirled around in her mouth, she realized it didn't taste so bad. Hot and salty. Slightly pungent, slightly acidic. She was swallowing as Nico groaned again, the vein pulsed again, and another spurt filled her mouth. Then another. So she continued sucking, holding all that liquid in her mouth and then swallowed. She sucked again and a little more came out. She swallowed that too. Nico let out a little sigh as she released his cock. She looked at it and licked the last drop off the tip, then looked up at him and licked her lips. She felt so proud of herself. "Oh my god, Keira," he started as he bent over to pull her back to standing. "That was incredible." She smiled as he pulled her close and kissed her hard on the mouth. His tongue pressed forward. She was surprised he wanted to kiss her after she'd just swallowed his cum. She welcomed him in and allowed her tongue to dance around his. Standing again, she realized her knees were sore. Furthermore, she was more aroused than she ever remembered being. She kissed him passionately, and his hands slid down to her ass and traced the contours of her thong under the skimpy shorts. He ran his hand along the bottom of the shorts where they practically went up her ass. He groaned appreciatively and slid his hands to the top of her shorts, on her hips. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband and began pulling them down. Letting them settle down around her ankles. She looked down to step out of them and then looked back to him. His eyes were dark and she was panting heavily, watching him, as his hand then slid along the edge of the thong over her hip to the front, finding it soaked. He smiled wickedly at her and pressed his mouth against hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, as his finger slid easily under the tiny soaked strip of material now lodged between her swollen slippery lips. She made a sound between a moan and a cry and thrust her hips forward, forcing his fingers deeper inside. He pulled away from kissing her, and she whimpered in protest as he withdrew his fingers. Keira gasped as he sucked his fingers. It was so hot to see him do that right in front of her face. He smiled seductively at her as he tasted her. She looked down and realized he was already rock hard again. He swiftly grasped both sides of her thong and peeled it off her, growling, "On the bed, on your back, now." His commanding tone and the predatory look in his eyes, both thrilled and frightened her, sending a shiver through her and making her heart speed up even more. She quickly and happily complied and propped up on her elbows to watch him. His cock bobbed, fully erect in front of him, as he stalked toward the side of the bed. That hungry look never leaving his face, combined with delight. She'd never felt more desired, more aroused. The anticipation, wondering what he was going to do to her, was exhilarating. She didn't have to wait long. Leaning over her, Nico kissed her deeply, while both hands came to her breasts, his fingers and thumbs gently swirling the nipples, making her moan in his mouth. He kissed down her jaw and neck, trailing his lips and tongue across her left breast, keeping his hand on the other. She gasped as he flicked her left nipple with his tongue while twirling the right between his thumb and finger. He drew her nipple into his mouth and grasped it between his teeth, giving gentle but firm pressure, while pulling gently on her right nipple with his fingers. Electric jolts of pleasure coursed through her from both nipples outward, giving her pins and needles all over. She moaned and arched her back, panting for breath. Nico released her nipples and kissed and licked his way down the valley between her breasts. She shivered and sighed as his tongue slid up and around her right breast, swirling and twirling around the areola. Keira panted for breath as he flicked her nipple with his tongue and slid his hand over her left breast. Simultaneously, he sucked her right nipple into his mouth while pinching the left. Keira moaned and arched her back off the bed as pleasure jolted out from her nipples throughout her body. Nico pulled a little harder on both nipples, making the sensations even more intense and eliciting a cry from Keira. He looked up at her with a smile in his eyes, knowing what he was doing to her, as his hand glided ever so lightly across her stomach and around her hip, skirting the area where she wanted it most. She'd fantasized for so long about his fingers and tongue touching her there, and it was driving her crazy how slow he was going. Her two previous boyfriends had always been hurried and unskillful. Some part of her knew that going slow was somehow better, but she was so impatient right now. Nico slid his hand back up her hip and glanced up at her again. She had a pleading look in her eyes. He smiled knowingly, and began kissing and nibbling down her stomach, tickling her, making her twist and squirm. She gasped and moaned, until he reached the top of her trimmed dark pubic hair. She arched up into him, trying to force his mouth to where she wanted it. She heard him chuckle and she moaned pleadingly. He kissed and licked around her pubic mound. Keira was panting and shaking with need. She'd never been so worked up, so excited. She didn't know how long she could take this. "Please," she heard herself say, surprised that she'd actually said it aloud. She heard Nico's throaty growl in return. Suddenly he dipped his head down and licked her like an ice-cream cone from the bottom of her labia right up to her clit. She cried out and arched up. He did it again, and her lips swelled and parted. Then she felt his tongue between her lips, slide up from her hole and over her clit. The jolt that went through her nearly had her bucking off the bed. This was the most intense pleasure she'd ever experienced and he'd barely gotten started. Keira moaned loudly as Nico started forcing his tongue in and out of her hole. Then he moved up to her clit and sucked on it. Keira bucked again and was nearly convulsing as he started flicking his tongue back and forth across it. She moaned loudly, and Nico looked up and "Shhhed" her with a knowing smile. Panting heavily, chest heaving, face flushed, she gave him a look between amusement and admonishment. She realized his windows were open and she shouldn't make so much noise, but HE was the one causing her to make these noises! How could he expect her to be quiet? Nico returned his attention to her clit, causing her to cry out again, so she stuck her hand in her mouth to muffle her involuntary responses. She felt Nico's fingers enter her, and thrilled at the new combination of sensations. He increased the pressure on her clit, pressing hard and flicking across it with his tongue, and then he did something with his fingers, twirling them inside her. He started pressing his fingers into her, deep inside. Suddenly she felt a new sensation. Different than anything she'd ever felt. It was so intense, she could barely believe it. It rolled and built like a wave inside, while incredible jolts of pleasure emanated outward from her clit causing her body to writhe and shudder. "Oh my god..." she panted. "Nico... what are you... ohh," she moaned. "I never... Ohhhhhh gawwwwwd," she cried and then remembered to stick her hand back in her mouth to stifle the end of her moan. The pressure inside her was incredible, combined with the sensation from her clit, she felt like she would burst. She didn't know what he was doing to her, but she knew it was the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. Her body convulsed, and even with her hand in her mouth it was not enough to muffle the cry that issued forth from her. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Keira cried and moaned, around her fingers, as her body tensed and convulsed and shuddered. Liquid she didn't even know she was capable of producing gushed onto Nico's chin. If she had not been so caught up in the sensations she would have been embarrassed about soaking him, but she was too far gone to care. Nico slowed his movements within her and on her clit as she kept shuddering. Suddenly the stimulation to her clit was too much -- somewhere between intense tickling and pain. Panting for breath, Keira wiggled away from him, whispering "stop, stop, too much." Nico looked up at her with a satisfied smile on his wet face. He grabbed his pillow and wiped his face on it as he climbed up over her while she tried desperately and unsuccessfully to slow her breathing. Still panting, Keira wrapped her arms around him and pulled him to her, their fully naked bodies pressing together for the first time. Her nipples were pressed against his chest. His hard cock was nestled in between her swollen, wet lips. She kissed him firmly on the mouth. 'If he can taste himself on my mouth, I can do the same, ' she thought. She found the taste was not unpleasant, and she reveled in kissing Nico again and pulling his body tight against hers. She pulled away from kissing him momentarily to catch her breath and looked into his eyes. He was smiling. "Oh god, Nico, I've never felt anything like that before," she whispered, still panting. "Glad you enjoyed it," he replied with a knowing smile. "What did you do to me?" "I rubbed your g-spot while sucking on your clit," he smiled. "How..." "Did I know?" he finished her thought as she nodded. "Three older brothers," he smiled. "They shared their wisdom with me." "Wow," she whispered, as her eyes sparkled delightedly at him. She pulled him in for another kiss, and felt his erection against her. She could feel it between her lips, pressing against her sensitive clit. They shared another passionate kiss as she ground her pelvis against his hardness. He groaned in her mouth. She stopped kissing him again, and looking in his deep dark eyes, she whispered so quietly against his lips, "I want you, Nico. I want to feel you inside me." His eyes widened and he smiled. She spread her legs wide as he slid up, positioning himself. 'This is it,' she thought, 'I'm finally going to lose my virginity.' She thought she would be scared at this moment -- she'd heard it could hurt -- but she wasn't afraid. She was calm and ready. She held her breath and braced herself as she felt the head of his cock at her wet and swollen opening. He rubbed it up and down in her juices causing a jolt of pleasure as it brushed over her clit. "Nick!" They were both startled by the unmistakable loud voice of Gus, just outside the window. Keira gasped in fear and they both froze. "Nicky!" Gus called again. They were busted. *** Fear not, dear readers; I shall not leave you hanging for too long. Chapter 2 was submitted on the same day as this chapter, so hopefully it will post in a couple of days. Feedback is our biggest reward on Literotica. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this new story, so please take a moment to comment, vote or send feedback. Thanks for your time. Expanding Horizons Ch. 02 Dear readers, This is chapter 2 of a four-chapter story. If you haven't read chapter 1 already, I suggest you might enjoy this installment more if you read chapter 1 first. A great big THANK YOU to aussie_101 for his fantastic work editing this story for me. Any errors you find are purely my fault. :) * Keira and Nico were frozen on the bed, even as Gus, the camp director, started pounding on the door to Nico's cabin. "Nick!" he was yelling. Both Nico and Keira's faces registered disappointment at Gus' intrusion, and terror at the implications of being caught. Nico jumped off the bed and grabbed some shorts, while Keira covered herself with the bed sheet. Gus' voice bellowed again, "Nicky! You awake? We got a problem!" "Yah! Yah! Coming, Gus!" Nico called out, as he slipped his shorts on. He put his finger over his mouth, making the 'hush' signal, and then smiled reassuringly at her. Keira's eyes were wide with horror, and her heart was beating hard and fast at the prospect of being caught, as she clutched the sheet up to her chin. Nico leaned over her and whispered directly in her ear, "Wait a few minutes after we're gone, and then go back to your cabin." "Ok", she half-squeaked, half-whispered in reply, fear and disappointment written on her face. "Don't worry. It's okay," he said calmly, and kissed her briefly but passionately on the lips. All she could do is nod at him, wide-eyed. She wondered how he could be so calm with Gus bellowing outside the door. "I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered as he smiled sadly, and pulled away from her, looking like it was the last thing he wanted to do. He pulled a T-shirt over his head and nodded to reassure her one last time before slipping out the door. "What's up, Gus?" she heard Nico ask with a good affectation at nonchalance. "That Jenkins kid is drunk again. He threw up in his cabin," she heard Gus reply angrily, his loud voice getting fainter as they moved away. Keira's heart was beating madly as she scrambled out of bed and began frantically searching for her clothes. She found her thong and shorts by the bed, but her top was clear across the room from where Nico had thrown it earlier. She realized her robe was still outside on the Muskoka chair by Nico's door and wondered how Gus hadn't seen it. She slid into her top and pulled on her thong, which was wet and uncomfortable, then the shorts. It pressed the wet thong against her, reminding her physically of what she'd just done. She looked at the clock and waited a few minutes while she paced in his cabin. A mixture of emotions swirled within her. She was so glad she'd had the courage to come here tonight. It had turned out so well, except for being interrupted at the end. The things he'd made her feel! It was like nothing she'd ever felt before. The two boys she'd been with before had gone down on her, but they didn't take the time and care Nico had. Neither one of them had made her come. The only orgasms she'd ever experienced were by her own hand. It seemed he had been focused entirely on nothing but her pleasure. And what pleasure! It was amazing. She shuddered as she remembered it. But, oh, to be interrupted just as she was about to lose her virginity. Such disappointment. They were so close. She wanted him so badly. Wanted to know what it felt like. She ached to feel his hard cock inside of her. 'Oh well, there's always tomorrow night', she thought to herself as she slipped out the door, wrapped her robe around herself and made her way quietly through the dark to the bath house to wash up. In the bathroom she couldn't help the smile that was plastered across her face as she looked in the mirror. She made her way back to her cabin and quietly slipped back inside and into bed, pleased to note that everyone seemed to be still asleep. The next day was a frenzy of activity. She had to help the kids in her cabin pack to go home, and there were a plethora of tasks for the counselors. The CIT's would be going home today too. In the Dining Hall at breakfast, she looked for Nico and was disappointed that she didn't see him. Then just as she and her table of kids were getting ready to leave, she spotted him coming in. Her heart leapt in her chest, seeming to constrict her breathing. How would he react when he saw her? Within a few seconds, he noticed her. He didn't look away as she feared he would. On the contrary, a broad smile spread across his face and he held her gaze with a look full of hunger and promise. A rush went through her and she smiled back broadly. Her face flushed and her heart started beating madly. After a few moments, she realized one of her girls was trying to talk to her. She turned to the girl, blushing, mumbled an apology and asked her to repeat what she'd said. When she looked up again, Nico was gone. At the bus loading zone, she saw him again. He smiled that smile at her and gave her that look that made her melt every time their eyes met. After the kids and CIT's were packed off and the buses had left, there was only the management team and about a dozen counselors remaining at the camp. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then they all moved off in teams to take care of their remaining tasks. There was a lot of work to be done. The cabins had to be cleaned out. All equipment had to be put away for the end of the season. Any broken equipment had to be taken to Gus' shop for repair or disposal. Keira found herself passing him or near him at several points throughout the day. Every time she saw him she wanted nothing more than to run into his arms and kiss him hungrily. That look in his eyes seemed to make her legs liquefy. Her anticipation, and the wetness in her panties, grew steadily throughout the day. She kept thinking about the night before. She was amazed with herself for having had the courage to go there. Thank god she had! She kept thinking about how she felt kissing him, the rush of pleasuring him with her mouth, the incredible orgasm he'd given her. Imagining what it was going to be like tonight, she was almost giddy with anticipation. She debated telling him she was a virgin. She wondered how he would respond to that. When would she tell him? Before? After? There didn't seem to be a right time. What if she told him and then he didn't want to? Keira knew Nico was leaving in a few days, moving to Vancouver to go to UBC. He'd told a group of them earlier in the summer when they had all been talking about their plans for the fall. Somehow she knew that these last two days they had indulged their attraction did not make him beholden to her. She still had a year of high school left. She knew she couldn't ask him to be her boyfriend, or ask him to be faithful to her in some kind of long distance relationship. Of course, some part of her did want that, but she knew it wouldn't be fair to him. He should go to university and have fun and not feel tied down to her. Even though it caused a pang of irrational jealousy, she knew that fun would include having sex with lots of college girls. Hell, the way he looked, they'd be throwing themselves at him. She did not begrudge him, even though it hurt her to imagine him with other girls. Yet, even though he was leaving, she knew she wanted him and this was her last chance. Circumstances had put them together here now. She would take what she could get and be grateful for the experience. She wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. She knew it was the right time to lose her virginity, she wanted it to be with him, and she had no qualms. After a long day of hard work, admittedly in a lust-filled haze, she decided to have a shower to freshen up before dinner. In the shower, she couldn't help imagining Nico's hands on her as she lathered and shaved and rinsed herself smooth and clean. After putting on new panties, she realized she wasn't going to be able to keep these ones dry either. She found a very flattering sundress she hadn't worn much this summer, and brought a little sweater for after dinner. In the dining hall, the few remaining people at the camp had dinner together. It seemed strangely empty in the large hall with only sixteen of them instead of the usual din of a hundred and thirty. Nico sat across from her at dinner and she participated in pleasant conversation with him and those around them. She noticed his gaze dart down to her cleavage repeatedly. Every time their eyes met, she saw that look in his eyes and felt that rush go through her again and she was sure she was blushing. Her cheeks felt so hot. She hoped no one else noticed. After dinner there was another campfire. She was glad she'd brought the sweater. The evenings were getting cool. Gus offered beer to anyone who wanted it, even though some of them were under nineteen, and not legally old enough to drink. Keira wondered when the evening would ever end. This felt like the longest day of her life, waiting till she could be alone with Nico again. At the campfire, she was surprised when Nico came and sat next to her on the same bench. She thought he might want to maintain distance in front of the others. She reveled in the warmth of his leg against hers, while at the same time she fought the urge to lean against him. She found herself edging closer and closer to him in small increments. The closeness was nice, but was driving her crazy at the same time. She could feel him, she could smell him, but she wanted, no needed so much more. She wondered if he was experiencing the same kind of angst and impatience that she was. It was a subdued group. Everyone was tired from the frantic activity and hard work of the day, and there was an undercurrent of sadness that they would all be leaving the next day. Keira and Nico sat in companionable silence staring at the dancing flames in the fire pit, listening to a few quiet conversations around the circle. After a while, Nico surreptitiously whispered to her, "wait a few minutes then come to my cabin." She looked straight ahead at the fire, but inclined her head slightly to show that she'd heard and understood. Her heart rate sped up and she felt another tingly rush go through her. Nico made a show of looking at his watch and then he yawned and stretched. He announced to the group he was tired and rose to leave. She mumbled "good night" along with the others seated around the circle, and watched him leave. She hoped her longing and the flush on her face was not visible to the others by the light of the fire. Nico's leaving, it seemed, gave a number of others around the circle the same idea. People started leaving in ones & twos, heading back to their cabins to turn in for the night. It was a natural time for her to leave and cover the fact that she was following him. Her heart was racing as she made her way through the dark to Nico's cabin. Looking around to make sure no one saw her, she quickly approached and knocked softly on the door. He opened it almost immediately. She was greeted by his broad grin as he pulled her inside, closed the door and drew her against him in a swift fluid motion. He immediately captured her mouth with his while one hand pressed against her lower back, and the other hand tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck. She responded enthusiastically, opening her mouth to him, dancing with his tongue and wrapping her arms around him. She formed her body against his and felt his swelling bulge against her pelvis. She ground against it, and he groaned low in his throat. They both pulled away from the kiss, panting, and he leaned his forehead against hers, looking into her sparkling green eyes. "That was the longest day of my life," he whispered against her lips. "Mine too," she said. She was so glad he felt the same way. She flicked her tongue at his lips, and he captured her mouth in another drugging kiss. She started tugging at his shirt, as his hand slid from behind her neck, down across her collarbone, down over the swell of her breast. He squeezed it in his palms, feeling the weight and firmness of it. He felt her taut nipple, hard as a pebble, beneath his palm as he rolled over it. She gasped and he brought his thumb and finger together around her nipple, causing her to moan slightly and pause on her journey to remove his shirt. Meanwhile he pressed his pelvis against hers and she could feel the heat emanating from his hard bulge against her. She pulled at his T-shirt and he reluctantly released her breast and lifted his arms to allow her to remove it. Her breath hitched as inch after inch of his tantalizing flesh was revealed. As soon as they tossed his shirt aside, his mouth descended on her again, kissing her lips, then quickly down over her jaw, down her neck, licking and nibbling into her cleavage. He pulled the fabric of her sundress gently across her shoulder, revealing more skin, as his lips and tongue devoured. Her chest was heaving with her heavy breaths as he slid her other strap down too and let them both fall down her arms. He peeled down the sundress, revealing her round breasts, her areola puckered, her nipples hard and standing up for attention. He looked at her with a devilish grin and dipped his head down and sucked her left nipple and areola into his mouth, flicking the nipple with his tongue. She gasped loudly, running her fingers through his hair, letting her hand trail down his bare back, caressing the contours of his lean muscular frame. He released her nipple with a pop, squeezing it between his lips and moved to the right one, while his hand came up to tweak the left one between his thumb and fingers. Nico's other hand was on the move too. She felt it slide over her backside around to the front of her pelvis where he cupped her sex through the dress. She knew he must be able to feel the heat and moisture emanating from her. She'd been wet all day. Now she was sure her panties were positively soaked. As he slid his hand down to pull up at her dress, she moved her hand from his hair, down his shoulder, across his chest and down to his pelvis. His cock was hard, hot and straining the fabric of his shorts. She stroked its length firmly, causing him to moan. Nico's hand trailed up the inside of her thigh to the wetness at the juncture. He ran his fingers over the tiny strip of soaking fabric. Keira gasped finally feeling his hand there, and slid her own hand into the waistband of his shorts to stroke his hard cock. Nico groaned in response, released her nipple and looked into her eyes as he slid his finger under the strip of fabric, between her wet swollen lips. His eyes widened in delight and he grinned wickedly finding her so wet. "I've been like this all day," she whispered. "I could hardly wait for tonight." She gasped as he slid two fingers into her. "I had a hard time controlling myself too," he said hoarsely. "Especially every time I saw you." His breathing became deeper as she stroked him "I know!" she returned his smile, colour rising in her cheeks, "Every time I saw you I just wanted to..." "Do this," he said wickedly as he thrust his fingers up inside of her. She gasped in pleasure, staring into his dark eyes as her tight muscles clenched around his fingers. "Actually, I wanted to rip your clothes off," she said with a slight giggle, as she stroked him harder. Nico groaned again, and with a low raspy voice, he said, "You are so beautiful and so sexy, you know that?" Her green eyes shone as he leaned forward and captured her mouth again as he slid his fingers out of her and up over her clit causing her to shudder and moan into his mouth. Pulling away from the kiss, and from his magic fingers, she whispered, "I want you now," as she pulled her sundress down over her hips and let it drop to the floor. He pulled his shorts down and his cock sprang to attention as she wiggled out of her wet panties. He stalked toward her like a predator, pushing his body against hers, kissing her again. Keira laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide revealing her swollen, dripping pussy. Nico stared at it with a mixture of awe and hunger on his face as he got into position between her knees. He leaned over her with his arms supporting him on either side of her head. His movements were confident and sure. She was glad he knew what he was doing. She looked at his face and then looked down to see him swirl his cock head up and down in her juices. He placed it at the opening to her pussy and looked back into her eyes as he slowly pressed forward. There was a little pain as her lips stretched to accommodate him. She furrowed her brow and he stopped, looking concerned. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched in his voice and face. He seemed to sense she was inexperienced. She wondered if it was that obvious she'd never done this before. "Yes, it's okay. Keep going," she breathed. He pressed forward slowly, watching her face intently. It was slightly uncomfortable for her, feeling so full. Up to now, she'd only had fingers and tongue inside her. Suddenly she realized he was all the way inside her. His pelvis was against hers, his balls against her ass. He held there for a moment, looking into her eyes. "Is this okay for you," he asked. "Yes, it's good," she said, and realized she was telling the truth. The discomfort was dissipating and it felt amazing to have him all the way inside her, filling her up so completely. She'd never felt anything like this before. She smiled into his eyes reassuringly, pulled his head down and leaned her head forward to kiss him. He kissed her deeply and she wrapped her legs around him, reveling in the feeling of touching so much of him, of feeling him so deep inside her. He pulled his pelvis back slightly and she released her legs to let him move more easily. He pulled out a little and slid back in tentatively, watching her face all the while, to gauge how she felt. Her pussy felt so hot and tingly, stretched and full. She smiled warmly and seductively at him, caressing his back and shoulders with her hands, encouraging him to continue. He slid out almost all the way, till just the head was inside her, and slid slowly back in. She felt the tip of his cock hit something inside and it sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her from her pelvis outward. "Unh," she moaned, and then smiled seductively at him to show him that she liked it. Nico smiled wickedly, pulled out and pressed back in again, a little faster this time. Again she moaned and he picked up the pace even more. Keira noticed that his pelvis was grinding against her clit and his cock was hitting something deep inside her on every down stroke. The combination of sensations was overwhelming. She watched Nico's face, tight with concentration. He was breathing heavily and his arms and body were tense with the effort of going slowly and maintaining control. Nico began pulling out and thrusting back in more quickly now. Keira was amazed at feeling so many things at once. She felt an intense heat throughout her pelvis; she felt jolts of electrical pleasure course through her as his pelvis grinded on her clit and his cock slid past her opening and hit somewhere deep inside. She could feel an incredibly tingly hot pressure building within her and knew she might come soon. She could see that Nico was getting close. His breathing was fast. His face was an intense mask of concentration. He was going faster now, thrusting harder each time. Suddenly Nico changed positions. Barely slowing in his thrusts, he leaned up slightly so there was more space between their bodies. While continuing to support himself with one arm, he reached down with the other and pressed his thumb against her clit. She cried out and arched her back at the intense sensation, which jolted through her like an electric shock. On top of everything else, it was too much. Expanding Horizons Ch. 02 Nico was in a frenzy now. He thrust his pelvis hard and fast, and pumped in and out of her with astonishing speed and power, while he rubbed her clit vigorously up and down. "Come for me, Keira," he ground out between clenched teeth. "Oh god," Keira cried out as tingly explosions fired within her. Her body tensed and she arched her back as her inner muscles convulsed and contracted. She clamped her legs around his ass and grabbed onto his shoulders, probably digging her nails into his skin. Nico continued thrusting as Keira rode her orgasm. Finally as her orgasm began to subside, he grunted long and low and thrust deeply and climaxed within her. She felt this final thrust deeper than anything she had felt yet, and looked at his face. She knew he was coming and was delighted watching him achieve his own release. Finally, Nico collapsed on top of her panting heavily, his arms still holding his torso above hers, his face resting on the pillow beside her ear. As their breathing started to slow, Nico lifted his head and smiled into her eyes. He brushed a strand of hair back from her forehead behind her ear and whispered "so beautiful," before he leaned down and kissed her deeply. She returned the kiss, opening her mouth and seeking his tongue, while she glided her hands languidly over his back and shoulders. His cock was still inside her and she tensed her muscles around it, causing him to stop kissing her and open his eyes to look into hers. A wicked smile spread across his face. "Do that again," he whispered. She squeezed even more forcefully this time, and he raised his eyebrows, smiling broadly at her. His deep dark eyes bored into hers. A mischievous look crossed her face and she tensed again, causing him to raise his eyebrows and moan softly. It occurred to her that she could still feel him hard inside her. She was surprised he hadn't softened after he came. She squeezed again, and as soon as she released, she felt his cock pulse inside her. "How did you do that?" she asked "Same as you I guess," he said. She just smiled into his eyes, enjoying this closeness, allowing her hands to slide smoothly over his back. After a short pause he asked, "Was that okay for you? I wasn't too rough was I?" "Oh no, not too rough," she said. "It was great. It was better than I could have imagined." His eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened with a look of concern. She realized immediately what she had just given away. She thought about back-pedaling and saying 'better than I had imagined it would be with you,' but before she had even formulated what she might say, his brow furrowed and he began questioning her. "What do you mean?" he paused thoughtfully then added, "Was this your first time?" She blushed, if that were possible in her flushed post-orgasmic state, and tried to look away, even though his eyes were just inches from hers and there was nowhere to go. A dozen things to say flashed through her mind, but she couldn't bring herself to say any of them. When she wouldn't answer, but just looked guilty, he said, "Keira, why didn't you tell me? I would've tried to make it special for you." "Oh, but it was special," she protested, "and I didn't tell you because I thought you might not want to, if you knew." "Might not want to? Are you crazy? Keira, I've been wanting this for months. It was all I could do to resist you for so long." Keira smiled knowing it was true. She'd seen the effect she had on him several times throughout the previous weeks. "Yah, well, you were so damn noble all summer, I thought you might get noble on me about this, and not want to take my virginity considering we have to go our separate ways tomorrow." She finished the sentence with a matter-of-fact tone, trying to keep the sadness out of her voice, but knew that her expressive eyes would betray her anyway. He frowned slightly, looking thoughtful. Keira hastily added, "But I knew I wanted this anyway. I knew I wanted you. Wanted it to be with you. I don't care if you have to go to BC in a few days. If this is all I can have with you, I'm glad to have it." "God, Keira," he said, shaking his head slightly. "I don't know what to say. I'm honoured. I just wish I knew." Keira smiled broadly at that, but she didn't know what to say. She felt reassured. Yet for some reason, she was still glad she hadn't told him beforehand. Nico smoothed his fingers gently across her forehead and down the edge of her cheek the way he always did when he was brushing a strand of hair out of her face. She'd grown to love the simple gesture that conveyed so much. "You are so incredibly beautiful, you know that," he said, "I wish we had more time together." "Me too," she said, "but I understand why we don't. It's okay. Let's just make the most of the time we do have left." She squeezed her muscles around him again, realizing that his cock wasn't as hard as it had been, but was not completely soft yet. Nico raised his eyebrows and pulsed within her. "You want to again?" he asked hopefully. "Hell, yes," she said smiling broadly, and she kissed him forcefully and passionately, heating them both up again. She felt him swell and harden inside her and squeezed her muscles around him again. He thrust slightly a few times, causing her to moan in pleasure. "Let's try another position, ok?" Nico said. "Oh? Ok," she said. "Show me what to do." He propped himself up on his arms and pulled out of her. She whimpered slightly and frowned at the feeling of him leaving her depths. She realized how good it had felt with him inside her. "You get on top." Nico said. His forceful demand sent a shiver through as it had the night before. As he got up off the tiny single bed, he smiled mischievously and added, "I bet you'll like it." "Okay," she said as she pulled herself up. Nico laid back on the bed, his cock now standing at attention straight up from his pelvis. She admired it as she straddled him and tried to put her knees on either side of his hips. She felt slightly awkward kneeling up over him, but he seemed to be absolutely enthralled and delighted looking at her, as his hands slowly caressed her thighs and hips. Seeing the look on his face helped to put her at ease. She felt a little unsure now that she was expected to take the lead, not just lie back and let him do everything. She grasped him and angled his hard cock toward her still dripping hole. "Like this?" she said uncertainly, as she placed the head of his cock at her entrance. "Oh yeah," he breathed watching as her swollen pussy lips spread and engulfed the head of his cock. Looking into his eyes, she gently lowered herself on him, amazed at how the sensation was different now that she was on top. She could feel him in different places than before. He groaned as she sheathed him, and she moaned deeply and tilted her head back as her pelvis rested against his. He was completely inside her and she felt so gloriously full again. She lifted off him till about half his cock was showing and then slid back down slowly. "Like this?" she asked, as she did it again. "Mmmm," he moaned with a crooked smile on his beautiful lips, looking at her through heavy lidded dark eyes. "Just do whatever you want, whatever feels good for you." She lifted again and moved back down a few times, while he continued caressing her hips, guiding her gently. She paused a moment and raised one eyebrow mischievously. She rolled her hips like a belly dancer, and enjoyed the way his cock moved within her. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes widening, and smiled broadly as she did it again. "You like that?" she asked. "Mmmmm yeah," he moaned. He slid his hands up her torso to cup her breasts, and gently pinched both nipples as she continued to roll and grind on top of him. "Ohhhh," she moaned. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh yeah," she panted. He smiled knowingly, and continued tweaking and rolling both of her nipples. "I told you that you'd like being on top," he said. Keira lifted off him again and plunged back down a little more forcefully. She shocked herself with the intensity of his cock bottoming out within her. But she liked it. A lot. So she did it again. And again. After several times up and down like that, she varied the speed and intensity. Leaning back a little, when she pulled up she felt him press over a spot inside her that caused an intense jolt of pleasure. When she dropped back down again, a wave shivered up through her body as his cock hit a spot deep within her. She moaned deeply staring into his eyes. Nico's breathing was speeding up. Keira's was as well, as the sensations inside her built, and he kept squeezing her nipples, sending electrical jolts of pleasure coursing through her from her pelvis and her nipples to ripple throughout her body. Nico began thrusting up to meet her downstrokes and she started moaning every time she came down on top of him. Keira was getting more and more excited as she felt an orgasm building within her. Nico's breathing was becoming deeper and harsher, like he was trying to control it. Keira's movements became more frenzied, up and down, over and over again. Her breasts were bouncing. Her moaning started to blend into one long wail, and her head lolled back on her shoulders. Nico moved his hands from her nipples to her hips to guide her in continuing her up and down movements. Then he moved one hand to her clit and pushed on it with his thumb. Keira screamed as her orgasm crashed through her. She tried to keep moving on him, but she was out of control, almost like a ragdoll. Nico kept thrusting up into her, lifting his torso off the bed with each thrust. Explosions went off within Keira. Tingly heat so intense she thought she would pass out. All through her orgasm, Nico kept thrusting up forcefully and pressing back and forth over her clit. Finally as her orgasm started to subside, Nico groaned in relief and thrust one final time as he came within her. His climax was intense and prolonged. He grunted several times as his cock pulsed within her. Then he collapsed back onto the bed, ceasing his movements. Keira collapsed forward onto him, crushing her breasts against his chest. She was still breathing heavily and her heart was racing. She concentrated on deliberately slowing her breathing by taking long deep breaths. She looked into his eyes and kissed him. "You liked that?" he said, smiling. The look in his eyes showed he already knew the answer. "Yes, I liked that," she said. "That was awesome," she whispered against his lips before she pressed them against his again. They kissed slowly and tenderly for a long time, his hands gently caressing her back, her ass, and the curve of her hips. "Can I stay here with you tonight?" Keira finally got up the nerve to ask the question that had been in her head for several long minutes. "Who is still in your cabin?" he asked in reply. "Nobody. Everyone's gone," she said. "Do you plan to come back here as a counselor next year?" he asked. "Yes," she said resignedly, knowing where he was going with this line of questioning. Nico thought for a moment. "Well then, we'd better be sure to wake up early and get you back to your cabin so no one discovers you here," he said smiling. Keira lit up and kissed him again. "Here, let me set the alarm," Nico said starting to stir beneath her. Keira raised her pelvis off him and his flaccid cock slid out of her. Again she felt that feeling of loss, of losing the fullness and closeness she had enjoyed having him inside her. She slid off him and stood, stretching her arms and legs. Nico stared at her in wonder as he got up. He grabbed his little travel clock from a chair that was used as a makeshift bedside table. He was surprised to see how late it was -- nearly 1:30. He set the alarm for 5:30 a.m. "It won't be much sleep, but if you get back to your cabin before sunrise, we should be safe," Nico assured her. "Okay," she said. They lay together facing each other on the tiny single bed, and Nico pulled the covers over them both. The bed was so small they couldn't help but press their bodies against each other. Nico smoothed his hand across her cheek again and kissed her deeply. Then he leaned over and turned off the lamp beside the bed, plunging the little cabin into darkness. "Good night," he whispered. "Good night," Keira replied and leaned forward to kiss him again. She felt so warm and comfortable in his arms and so tired from the long day of hard work, followed by intense lovemaking, that she was asleep within minutes. She awoke to an annoying beeping sound. As she revived she felt Nico's naked body against her and she became aware of the soreness between her legs. She smiled to herself in the darkness as she realized where she was and remembered what had happened a few short hours ago. She felt Nico's body shift and reach over off the bed, and the annoying beeping sound stopped. He flicked on the lamp. Harsh light flooded the darkness. "Time to go," he said sadly. "Ok," she said, her voice marred with the same sadness. They both got up and dressed slowly. Once she was dressed, she turned back to him and he pulled her into a firm embrace. She kissed him deeply and passionately, and he returned the kiss. They kissed for several long minutes. "Thank you for this," she said. "You're thanking ME?" he chuckled. "You have no idea what a beautiful gift you've given me. I know how much it means. So thank YOU," he said. "I wanted this as much as you did," she said, and kissed him again. After a few minutes they both pulled away, seeming to know it was the right time. "We'll have to act 'normal' in front of the others later," he said. "I don't want to jeopardize your job here next summer by acting stupid on our last day and revealing we broke the rules." "Okay," she said sadly. "I know. It's for the best. I guess I'd better go now." She struggled not to cry. She could feel tears forming in her eyes, so she turned to leave, but then turned back to kiss him again. "I'm so glad we did this," she whispered against his lips. "I'll never forget you," she said more decisively. Then, fearing tears were going to burst out at any moment, she turned and left quickly. She couldn't help the tears from falling as she walked back to her cabin. She got into bed and cried silently for a little while till sleep claimed her again. That morning she packed up the rest of her stuff and prepared to go home. She saw Nico in the dining hall for breakfast and they sat together and talked pleasantly. Whenever possible, they shared a private look that sent a shiver through her and made him smile mischievously. The bus came to take the rest of the counselors back to the city. Nico had his car and would be staying on another day to help Gus with a few things. Keira gave goodbye hugs to everyone. Her hug with Nico lasted a little longer than all the others, but she was fairly certain no-one had noticed. She whispered into his ear, "Thank you", and kissed his cheek before she released him. He smiled at her as she boarded the bus, but his expression turned sad as it drove away. *** That was the last time she'd seen or heard from Nico until just under two months ago when she'd received that Facebook friend request. The most exciting friend request she'd ever received, bar none! Now, she can barely believe she is going to see him again. What will it be like when she finally sees him? Will he like what he sees? Will they still have that spark, that connection that was there all those years ago? She thought it was still there, based on the conversations they've had over the past few weeks, but seeing someone in person is completely different. Thoughts swirling around in her head again, Keira grins as the fasten seatbelt sign comes on. She feels the plane tilt and the captain comes on the audio system to announce they are beginning their descent into Toronto. 'Oh my god,' Keira thinks to herself. 'Here we go.' She can barely contain her excitement. *** Thank you for your time, dear readers. Chapter 3 is with my editor, aussie_101, and will hopefully be submitted within a few days. The fourth and final chapter, which will really take our Keira and Nico into uncharted territory, is nearly done. Feedback is our biggest reward on Literotica. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this new story, so please take a moment to comment, vote or send feedback. ~sleeplessgurl P.S. If you're looking for something great to read, check out aussie_101 and many other wonderful writers on my favourites list. Expanding Horizons Ch. 03 Dear readers, This is chapter 3 of a four-chapter story. If you haven't read chapters 1 and 2 already, I humbly suggest you might enjoy this installment more if you read those chapters first. A great big THANK YOU to aussie_101 for his fantastic editing. Any errors you may find are purely my fault. :) *** Expanding Horizons - Chapter 3 This has definitely been one of the weirdest flights of her entire life. Keira is so nervous, excited, and agitated with tortuous anticipation. Despite trying to read, write, sleep, or even meditate, she couldn't stop her mind from reeling. Then of course, drifting off into a daydream, remembering all the intimate details of that summer when they met, has only added arousal to the cacophony of emotions coursing through her. She imagines what it will be like to behold Nico's face again. Of course she's seen pictures and seen him on webcam, but it's so different in person. There are so many sensory perceptions that go with seeing someone in person; their body language, their smell, the sound of their breathing, their taste. Oh! To kiss him, to taste him! She can hardly wait to do all the things they'd written about and talked about and fantasized about. She can't wait to get him alone. She feels tingly all over with the excitement and anticipation. But once again, as it had over the past several days, doubt and fear seep into Keira's thoughts. Now she worries he might reject her. She worries that when he finally sees her, he might not be happy with what he finds. Can she bear it if she sees disappointment in his eyes when he sees her for the first time in fourteen years? It is a chance she has to take. She just hopes he will be as happy to finally be with her as she will with him. Pushing her doubts aside, Keira's mind drifts back again to the summer when they met, how he was the first boy to ever make her come, how she willingly gave her virginity to him, and how skilled he had been at nineteen! She can only imagine what he could do now. In fact, he had been so skilled that no man she'd been with since had quite measured up. During one of their hundreds of conversations over the past few weeks, she half-jokingly told him that he'd ruined her for any other man to come afterward. She aches with need for him. Her nipples harden and liquid heat pools between her thighs at the images flickering through her mind. When the captain announces they are about to land at Pearson, her heart rate instantly doubles. She feels a rush go through her like pins and needles, which leaves her feeling tingly all over. She can barely sit still. She feels like a kid on Christmas Eve. She tries to calm herself, to breathe deeply. Breathing deeply causes her hard nipples to press against her lace bra, reminding her bodily of why she is so excited. She sighs audibly, wishing she could touch herself right at that moment, and relieve some of her ache. As soon as the plane lands, she turns on her cellphone and checks the status of his flight. He hasn't landed yet, but his flight is on schedule to land in 39 minutes. This will give her the opportunity to comply with his request before he arrives. Her heart beats wildly and butterflies flutter in her stomach. She sits in her seat and breathes steadily, trying to calm herself, rather than stand and jostle impatiently in the narrow aisle with all the other passengers. She's never understood why people do that. It's not like they're getting off the plane any faster by jostling with each other and tapping their toes impatiently. She watches them with amusement to distract herself. Eventually people start moving and she stands, realizing she is a little shaky. She allows other passengers to stream past, while she finds her balance and gathers her belongings. She begins to make her way cautiously to the front of the plane, and as soon as she gets into the terminal, she checks one of the monitors to see the status of his flight. Scheduled to land in 20 minutes! Her heart rate seems to double again, if that were possible. She focuses on her breathing in a feeble attempt to control her racing heart. She walks over to the luggage carousel and notes that the bags have not started coming down yet. It might be some time. She knows that, being an experienced traveler and not staying for long, he will probably only have an overnight bag small enough for carry-on. However, she has to be here in Toronto for over a week, so she needs a larger wardrobe that would not fit in a smaller carry-on sized bag. So, she heads to the bathroom to comply with his request. In the stall, she takes her panties off, as he had asked, and confirms that the crotch is soaked, as she had suspected. She puts them in an outside pocket of her purse. She can't recall ever being so agitated with sexual tension in her entire life – except maybe that last day of camp when she was wet all day, waiting for the evening to come when she could be with him again. The delicious torture of anticipation is killing her. It occurs to her that every time she encounters Nico, she is doing something new, expanding her horizons. She lost her virginity to him. She did webcam sex for the first time with him. They have explored their dominant and submissive tendencies together. And now she has taken off her underwear and is going to walk out of this bathroom panti-less and walk around in public for him. She wonders with trepidation and exhilaration what other new experiences are yet to come with Nico. She is so excited, the urge to touch herself is becoming unbearable. Before she lets her skirt fall back down, she allows her finger to graze lightly over her labia. She gasps as tingly, ticklish pleasure rushes through her body as her finger slides across them. She finds them swollen already, and so wet that the smooth outer lips are coated with slickness. She can't help but dip her finger inside. Her lips part easily and her finger slips between them making a very faint squelching sound. She has to stifle a gasp. She slides her finger up through her folds to graze over her clit, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. It feels like her clit is on fire. She rubs it back and forth, once, twice, three times, feeling the intense jolts of heat and pleasure coursing through her body. Her need for release is becoming overwhelming. But somehow she manages to pull herself back. She wants her orgasm to be from him, not self-induced in an airport bathroom stall. She's had enough self-induced orgasms lately. She wants it to be his fingers, his tongue, his cock bringing her to the brink this time. So she resigns herself to the idea that she has to control herself, and with great reluctance, she lets her skirt fall back down. It settles smoothly down to its full length, just below her knees, obscuring the tops of her boots. She leaves the bathroom stall, washes her hands, and examines herself in the mirror. She's wearing black high heel boots, a long black skirt, and a low cut sheer black blouse, displaying her large breasts and showing lots of cleavage. She takes a moment to touch up her makeup and lipstick, and brushes her long dark hair, now artfully streaked with auburn. She hopes he likes the colour. She's lightened it to auburn in the past few years. As she turns to leave the bathroom, she is very aware of her hard nipples; very aware of the lack of panties; very aware of the scent of her arousal. 'Oh dear,' she thinks as colour rises to her cheeks. 'If I can smell myself, maybe other people can too.' She turns back into the bathroom, pulls out her tiny travel-sized perfume bottle, squirts a little, and walks through the cloud as she exits the room. It feels so naughty walking around the airport in this incredibly heightened state of arousal, wearing no panties. She's sure her hips are swaying a little more than usual. She can feel her skirt swish around her legs and bare ass. She can feel gusts of air caress her slick, hot exposed pussy lips with every step. She can feel her blood pounding in different parts of her body, not least of which the exposed area which is causing her so much turmoil at the moment. She doesn't know if she can pull this off. She is so intensely aroused, she thinks she might burst, or run back in the bathroom and get herself off in a matter of seconds. As she walks to the baggage carousel, she tries to breathe deeply and regain control of herself. An attractive man walks by her and makes a point of looking at her for an extended moment. His gaze slides over her appreciatively. She notices his eyes go to her chest for a moment and back to her face. When they make eye contact, she has a knowing look in her eye. He smiles sheepishly and looks away guiltily as he hurries past. Emboldened, she decides she is confident in her sexuality, not overwhelmed by it. She walks purposefully back toward the baggage area, head held high, shoulders back, proudly displaying her chest, her hips swaying. Keira notices her suitcase coming down the chute and waits till it comes around the conveyor to where she is standing. She retrieves it deftly and opens the handle, pulling the wheeled suitcase behind her. She walks up to one of the monitors again. Her breath hitches and her heart stops beating. "ARRIVED". It says next to his flight number. 'Keep it together', she tells herself. She breathes deeply, standing in front of the monitor. She pulls out her cellphone and texts him. "Hi. I'm in the airport. Did you just land?" She hits send. And waits. And waits. Staring at her phone. Waiting. In order to not seem like a complete dork, she puts the phone in her purse and starts walking toward Canada Customs, as she has taken an international flight into Toronto from JFK. Her heart is beating so fast, she has to concentrate on her breathing in order to not hyperventilate. She walks deliberately, at a moderate pace, not rushing. She doesn't want to pass out before she gets there. Now that would be a sexy greeting! As she approaches the Canada Customs area, she's pleased to see that there is a very short lineup. She enters the lineup for Canadian citizens returning to Canada and knows there will be the usual discussion with the Customs agent to explain that she is a citizen but lives and works in New York. Just as she enters the livestock-like lineup and starts to make her way through the corridors created by hanging ropes, she hears a ding from her cellphone. She gasps, stops mid-stride, and fishes it out of her purse. He has responded. "Yes. Only just. Still in the plane. Can't wait to see you. ;-)" She reads it several times, smiling a big goofy grin. An audible "tsk" noise from the person behind her indicates she is annoying someone by holding up the lineup. "Oh sorry," she mumbles and walks forward to the end of the short lineup, staring at her phone the whole time. It occurs to her that if she were holding up the lineup at JFK, she'd get more than just a "tsk" from the other patrons. She types a quick response: "I can't wait to see you too. :-D", and hits send. Then she types, "I'm in line at Customs" and hits send again. Within a few seconds, his response: "Long lineup?" "No. Shouldn't be too long." She responds. "Good. See you soon." Fortunately, Keira makes it through Customs in record time, exits the restricted area, and heads towards the area where domestic flights are arriving. She arrives at his gate just as the first passengers are starting to trickle out. Her stomach is in knots. Her pulse is racing. Her palms are sweaty. 'Holy fuck. My palms are sweaty? When the hell was the last time that happened? When I liked a boy in 8th grade?' she thinks. She shakes her head and wipes her hands on her hips, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself. The act of breathing deeply causes her to become intensely aware of her nipples again. 'Damn.' Weary travelers exit the plane in a continuous stream. It has been a long flight for him from Vancouver to Toronto. Her flight had only been just over an hour from New York. Again she's so excited that he has come all this way just to see her. Finally, she thinks she sees the top of his head, behind some others, down the little hallway that connects the plane to the gate. There's that black curly hair bobbing down the corridor. She wants to make the other people get out of the way, but she knows she must be patient. She concentrates on her breathing again, and tries to paint a placid look on her face. Between the people she gets a brief glimpse of his face. It's definitely Nico. Legions of butterflies take off in her stomach. 'So much for placid,' she chuckles to herself. She can't help grinning widely. Her pulse thrums loudly in her ear. He hasn't noticed her yet, but then he has not quite come out of the gate yet. Once he emerges through the gate she finally gets a good look. Her breath hitches as she gazes at him. He looks so delicious, she doesn't know what to look at first. Her eyes quickly scan his face and then travel hungrily over his body. Although casual, his clothes look expensive and classy. 'How is it possible after a 4 ½ hour flight he looks so fresh and crisp?' She pauses for a moment looking at his crotch, knowing what she wants to do there. She pulls her eyes back up his strong chest to his face. 'Oh god, he's still so beautiful,' she thinks. There's that sexy little half grin she remembers. It hasn't changed a bit. That cute moustache is a new addition. He didn't have a mustache when they met that summer. She can't wait to find out what it feels like feel tickling her lips...and other places. Those deep dark bedroom eyes with the mischievous glint. He pauses for a moment as his dark eyes scan the people standing around the gate. His brow furrows as he continues to scan the crowd. He sees her. Their eyes meet. Recognition. His eyes go wide. A broad smile alights his face. Then she sees that hunger in his eyes that she remembers so well. 'Thank God for that look in his eyes!' A shiver goes though her. She honestly believes her heart has stopped beating. She has to consciously tell herself to breathe. Keira can't control the big foolish gin on her face, or the lust twinkling in her eyes. She sees delight leap into his eyes and a huge smile spreads across his face as he walks toward her. She stands still, where she is, afraid that if she moves, she will fall flat on her face. She watches his eyes sweep over her from head to toe and back again, and his smile broadens as he walks toward her. He closes the distance quickly and so smoothly. Suddenly, she doesn't know what to say. She has thought of a hundred witty and sexy things to say at this moment, but they all escape her now, so she just smiles at him. He walks right up to her, drops his bag and wraps his arms around her, pulling her in close to his body for a tight embrace. A frisson of excitement courses through her entire body as she finally feels his strong arms around her again. She wraps her arms around him, returning the embrace, pulling him closer. Inhaling deeply, she breathes him in. 'Mmmm. He smells so delicious,' she notices. He's wearing a new cologne, but the unmistakable smell of him shines through. His arms tighten around her, and she feels his body press against hers. She feels his hardness against her stomach. She gasps as liquid heat rushes instantly between her thighs. She feels his breath in her hair. His head tilts down, his mouth close to her ear. "My god, you are so beautiful," he whispers. "So are you," she whispers in reply, tilting her head up so her mouth is beside his ear as well, her breath brushing gently over his earlobe. She fights the urge to kiss his neck here in the middle of the airport, surrounded by throngs of people. She clings to his shoulders tightly. Her pulse thrums in her ears and her chest and her groin. He holds her tight and slowly presses his pelvis against her again and she lets out a little sigh. In response, he growls lowly in her ear, causing her to shiver and goose bumps to erupt all over her skin. After a moment, he holds her back at arm's length and looks her over smiling. She's grinning back at him like a foolish schoolgirl. She watches his face intently and notices his gaze keeps darting all over from her eyes to her mouth to her cleavage to her hard nipples, which are visible through the sheer shimmery fabric of her blouse. She has chosen to wear her thinnest microlace bra and this particular low-cut wrap blouse for precisely this moment. Delight and lust, excitement and anticipation dance in the space between them like an electrical current. She licks her lips and watches as his eyes follow her tongue. His gaze moves back to hers and there's a deep hunger in his eyes which reflects her own. Somehow she had convinced herself that she would maintain control until she could get him alone, but that embrace has her pulse racing and wetness pooling between her thighs. She feels compelled to kiss him. Right now. Right here in the busy airport. For fourteen years she has remembered his kiss, and for the past seven weeks she's been dying to feel it again. She's imagined it a thousand times. She's wanted so desperately to kiss his beautiful lips, to taste the depth of his mouth, she can't resist now that he is standing in front of her, looking at her that way, making her feel a longing like she hasn't felt in years. She steps into his arms and moves closer to him again. His arms close around her tightly, as one hand clings to his shoulder while her other hand comes up to caress his cheek. He raises his hand and gently brushes a stray lock of hair back from her face. That familiar intimate gesture of his sends a shiver through her. He notices. It always made her melt when he did it. She tilts her face up to his with a look of longing in her eyes. He dips his head down and his hand slides up her back to tangle in the hair at the nape of her neck, and he presses his lips against hers. The excitement that courses through her entire body as their lips finally meet is like a shockwave. She whimpers and he growls deep in his throat as he deepens the kiss. His tongue explores her mouth. Hers responds in kind. His kiss is like drug, making her high. The airport melts away. The world melts away. For a moment there is only Keira and Nico and the incredible passion being transmitted between their mouths, between their bodies as they kiss for the first time in fourteen years. The passion of the kiss is overwhelming, as they pour weeks and years of longing into that first contact. They explore each other's mouths fervently, sliding over each other's' lips, their tongues in a sensuous dance. They're nearly ravenous with the intensity of the kiss. They press their bodies against each other, obscenely, oblivious to the looks being cast their way from other travelers in the airport. Nico grinds his hardness against her and she grinds right back into it. They both moan audibly, attracting more stares from people in the airport. After many long minutes, panting, she reluctantly pulls away from his magnetic force. She notices he's panting too and smiles to herself, glad in the knowledge that she has the same effect on him that he has on her. They stare at each other for a few minutes, smiling, catching their breath. "Shall we?" Keira says, as she turns to start walking. "Oh yes, we shall," Nico says with a mischievous glint. Keira giggles and blushes slightly, but she returns his gaze with a look equally as wanton. She turns to her bag, extending the handle to pull the wheeled suitcase. He picks up his bag and falls into lockstep with her as they walk away from the gate. He reaches out and takes her hand. Her heart flutters in her chest at the contact and the tender yet possessive gesture. They walk hand-in-hand through the airport and it just feels so natural, so right. Expanding Horizons Ch. 03 "How was your flight?" she asks, chuckling slightly to hear her voice is so hoarse. He looks over at her with a knowing smile. "That was the longest flight of my life," he says, recalling a line from the last time they were together. His voice is somewhat hoarse, too. She looks up at him and smiles broadly as they share a knowing look. He smiles wickedly at her. He tries to make his tone sound conversational. "I watched a movie though. The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus." "Oh I've seen that," she says. "Did you like it?" "Yeah, I think it was good," he replies, "but I had a hard time concentrating on it." He looks over at her with his eyebrows raised. With a sly sideways grin at her he adds, "my mind kept ... wandering." His eyes travel deliberately over her, again, and back to her face. She blushes deeply, knowing she had the same problem controlling her thoughts on the flight here. He smiles delightedly, his dark eyes dancing. "Ah, still blushing like a school girl, I see," he says playfully. He sweeps his gaze down to her chest and notes that the blush is creeping lower. For the millionth time in her life she wishes she didn't blush so easily. "I don't think it's a problem though," he adds, "I never did. It makes you look so radiant, so sexy... beautiful." He finishes. She blushes even deeper and he chuckles. "I had a hard time concentrating on anything during my flight, too," she says softly, looking just ahead where her feet are stepping. She looks up at him and sees him gazing wickedly at her. She looks embarrassed and he smiles even more broadly. "What were you thinking about?" he asks. "I had a bit of a daydream," she says. He raises his eyebrows, encouraging her to go on. "I was remembering when we met." "Ah, I've thought about that a lot lately, too." She doesn't know what to say in response, as the image and sensation of him plunging into her that first time, erupts unbidden in her mind. As they walk, she is distracted by his closeness, by the smell of him, the sound of his voice, the feel of his hand touching hers, and the pulse pounding in her nipples and pussy. The swishing of fabric around her ass and the air sweeping up her legs is a constant reminder of how aroused she is. She wonders if he can smell her. She wonders if everyone can smell her. She tries to think of something to say so she goes back to the movie he mentioned. "I love Gilliam's films. Have you ever seen Brazil?" she asks, trying to keep her tone light, trying to think of Gilliam movies, trying not to think of everything else she is thinking of. "Yes, years ago though. Great movie," he replies. "And Time Bandits is one of my favourites." "Oh, I love that one!" she declares, a little too emphatically. "I first saw it in the gym at school, if you can believe it. During one of those 'assemblies' when the teachers just made all the kids watch a movie so they could have a break." She smiles at the memory and continues, "I've seen it so many times, but it's been years." He smiles at her. Another moment of silence ensues. It's clear there are other things they want to be discussing. After all the things they've talked about in the past seven weeks, it seems odd that they're at a loss for words now. "How was your flight?" he asks. "Uneventful," she replies. "The best kind," he says. "Yeah. No turbulence, no screaming babies. Just me and my stupid imagination stuck in a tin can." "I love your imagination," he says looking at her with another mischievous smile. She smiles back at him, and they walk through the terminal together for a few more minutes, stealing furtive glances at each other and grinning whenever their eyes meet. "It's this way," she gestures to turn them toward a particular exit. "The company always arranges a car to get us to our hotels. They have a contract with this limo company." "Limos?" he says, raising his eyebrows. "Don't get excited. They'll just send a sedan." "I'm already excited," he says with a deliberately wanton look. Her breath hitches and she blushes again. "Me too," she whispers, her voice having somehow gone, along with her breath. As they approach the exit, she stops for a moment. "Just want to pull my coat out of my bag," she says as she bends over, and starts to unzip her bag, giving him a deliberate look down her blouse. She glances up at him and smiles broadly, getting a thrill as she catches him looking with hungry eyes. Her face is eye level with his crotch. She notes the bulge and focuses on it for a moment, then smiles wantonly, as her eyes flash up to meet his gaze. It reminds her of that first time she dropped down to her knees in front of him in his cabin, and she blushes at the memory. She pulls her coat out and straightens up. "Don't you have a warmer coat?" she asks as she pulls it on. "Nope, just this," he gestures toward his light jacket. She rolls her eyes and smiles. "This isn't Vancouver. It's going to be cold out there," she says playfully mocking him, as she pulls on her long winter coat. He laughs. "I don't intend to be outside much," he says darkly. Her eyes widen and meet his and they share another long lusty look. Again, the butterflies take off in her stomach, as a wave of what feels like pins and needles courses through her body. Outside, she approaches the livery dispatch booth and lets them know her name and the car service. The man says a car will be along in less than 5 minutes and tells them where to wait. They go stand in the appointed spot. She sticks her hands in her pockets against the chill of the cold winter air while feebly attempting to make stilted small talk about Pearson airport, travelling to Toronto. Within a couple of minutes a car pulls up. She is expecting a sedan, but when the car pulls up it's a black stretch with tinted windows. He turns to her, and raises his eyebrows. "A stretch limo?" "What? I didn't arrange this. It's the luck of the draw sometimes. They have a fleet and if their other cars are out, they send one if these." She's talking fast, defensively. Nico looks at her incredulously. "I swear," she says. "It's only happened once before. The very first time my company sent me here. They almost always send a sedan. I guess we got lucky. " He smiles broadly and looks at her pointedly. Keira realizes her double entendre and laughs. Then she wonders why she's defending herself. What's so wrong with a fortuitous stretch limo? "Hey, I'm not complaining," he says with that mischievous smile of his. After Nico helps the driver load their bags into the trunk, she notices him walk around the driver's side of the car and talk to the driver for a moment, as she gets in the back passenger side door. Her whole body is humming with excitement and her heart seems to be beating louder than ever as she slips into the back seat and shimmies out of her coat. Nico slides in beside her. Close. Very close. As the car starts to move, the privacy screen between them and the driver goes dark. He turns toward her. "What did you say to -" she starts to ask but her question is cut off as his hand quickly wraps in around the nape of her neck and he pull her lips to his, capturing her mouth urgently. She turns toward him, her hands coming up to grip his shoulders and pulling him closer. She moans hungrily into his mouth, returning his kiss with fervor. He slides his tongue between her lips and she opens hers, welcoming him in, returning the caress with her own. Like their first kiss in the airport, the passion of their joining takes her breath away. Her heart is pounding, her skin is tingling, and electric heat is coursing through her body in waves. Their tongues perform a sensuous dance and they seem to be moving to the same rhythm. She slides her hand up to touch his face and glides her other up along his shoulder, down his arm, across his chest. She can feel his chest through the soft silky material of his shirt. She can't believe she is finally alone with him. She wants to touch him all over. To rediscover him and learn what's changed, what's stayed the same. His hand is traveling too. It slides up her arm and over the swell of her breast. She gasps in his mouth as his palm glides across her hard nipple. She feels him pause and feels his mouth curve into a smile against her lips. He pulls away from the kiss and looks into her eyes. Such intense need she sees in his deep dark eyes. She's panting for breath and gasping as he rolls his palm over her nipple. She moans out a breath as he brings his fingers together, squeezing gently, while watching her glassy green eyes with fascination and a lusty smile. Nico pulls her loose wrap blouse aside revealing her black lace encased breast. His eyes widen appreciatively. She reaches for the tie on the waist of her blouse and loosens it, allowing her blouse to fall open completely. He admires her breasts for a moment with such a look of hunger and delight. She watches his face as he gazes at her and all her concerns melt away completely. "You are so beautiful," he whispers. His head dips forward quickly and he sucks her nipple into his mouth right through the lace bra. She whimpers as his hand reaches up to pull aside the lace and he sucks her bare flesh into his hot mouth. "Ohh, Nico," she breathes as she arches her back, presenting her chest to him as he suckles her nipple deeply. He pulls back and licks around it, making her shiver, causing the areola to pucker and the nipple to stand out tall. He teases it with his teeth, making her gasp and then he sucks it again. She moans. She feels like she's on fire. He moves over to the other nipple with his mouth and begins all over again, licking and sucking, while he moves his free hand to the first exposed nipple. He clearly remembers how sensitive her nipples are and how much she loves to have them touched. Electrical jolts of pleasure are coursing through her body, emanating out from her nipples. She's beyond excited as he continues sucking and teasing. She's panting and whimpering. The liquid heat between her legs is nearly unbearable. Almost as if he has read her thoughts, his hand reaches for the bottom of her skirt and starts pulling upward. He growls as he discovers her legs are bare above her boots. Growling with her nipple in his mouth causes the most delightful rumbling vibration to emanate through her breast, sending a shiver through her, adding to her unbearable excitement. As he slides his hand up her bare legs, she parts them, giving him easier access. The unmistakable scent of her arousal fills the car. He pulls his mouth away from her nipple and kisses her mouth hungrily again as he slowly slides his hand upward along her thigh. Their tongues dance around each other, as they nearly devour each other. Her attention is divided between the pleasure and passion of the kiss, the hand still rolling and pinching her nipple, and the movement of his other hand on her thigh upward, ever upward. He pulls back from the kiss and holds his face just inches from hers, looking deeply into her eyes as his exploring fingers reach the moist heat of her upper thigh. His eyes widen as he discovers the tops of her thighs are slick with her juices. They're both panting, breathless from the kiss as she meets his gaze with desire and excitement. She is helpless to do anything but stare into his eyes and wait with terrible, delicious anticipation as his fingers slide forward. Keira's breath hitches and Nico's eyes widen again, an intense dark look in them, and he groans a low rumbling sound, as his fingers reach the apex, finding her lips swollen and hot, the smooth outer lips slippery and wet. She lets her breath out in a ragged moan as his fingers gently glide over her swollen lips. She tilts her pelvis forward and spreads her legs wider to give him more room to explore. Panting, she whimpers as he slides his fingers over the outer lips, up and down, exploring. "You took them off?" Nico whispers against her lips, a half smile dancing on his lips. "Yes," Keira breathes. Nico grins wickedly. Panting, Keira whimpers as he slides his fingers ever so slowly over her outer lips, up and down, exploring. "When?" "As soon as I landed," she whispers, "just like you asked." "Mmm. Good girl," he says, while slowly gliding his fingers across her flesh. "How did it feel?" His touch provides such hot ticklish pleasure, gliding across her oversensitive skin, making her shudder and shiver, as though she has pins and needles all over her body. She can barely answer. "So naughty," she admits, lowering her eyes sheepishly. Nico chuckles lowly in his throat. "And..." he prompts. "So hot," she admits. "It was so hot, so exciting." "You liked it," Nico says, more of a statement than a question. "Yes," Keira manages between panting breaths. "I can tell," Nico says with a mischievous glint in his eyes, as his finger slides back and forth along her slippery slit. His finger pauses for a second and he presses. Her swollen lips part easily, and his eyes widen again as his finger is engulfed in heat and slick wetness. "Oh god," she moans plaintively and he growls deeply as he discovers just how hot and wet she is for him. He slides his finger downward and into her depths as she pants and moans, her eyes glazing over. A second finger joins the first as he pushes deeper inside, plundering her depths. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes, moaning softly as his fingers plunge in and out of her, sending jolts of pleasure deep within. His free hand reaches up to the nape of her neck and he tilts her head up. "Open your eyes," his voice is gravelly and deeper. "I want to watch you come," he adds as she slowly opens her heavy lidded green eyes, meeting his dark gaze tinted with lust. He slides his hand down from her neck to caress and pinch her nipple, causing her to gasp again, while his fingers continue their magical movements inside of her. The combination of sensations and staring into his eyes while he gives her such immense pleasure pushes her closer and closer toward her climax. A sly smile crosses his lips and a mischievous glint alights his gaze as he pull his fingers out of her depths and slides along her slit till he squeezes her clit with both fingers. She gasps at the contact with her clit, which sends electrical jolts throughout her body causing her to shudder. He slides his fingers back into her wet heat, and back out to squeeze her clit between them again. She gasps again, and her eyes widen as realization dawns; he is doing the movement she had described in one of their chats when he had asked how she pleasures herself. It's the movement she has so often done to herself when she's alone and thinking of him. A satisfied smile lights his eyes as he sees the realization in hers. He redoubles his movements, moving smoothly, but quicker, into her wet hole, and back out over her clit, again and again. She is panting as waves of pins and needles course and echo throughout her body. Her pulse is racing, her breathing is ragged, her chest heaving with each breath. She is so close. Staring deep into his dark eyes, she gasps again as he pauses at her clit and rubs swiftly back and forth over it while he pinches her nipple with his other hand. A long warbled moan escapes her as the shuddering starts and she involuntarily bucks her pelvis up against his fingers, forcing them deep inside her again. She tries to keep her eyes open as he pulls out and resumes his attention on her clit, while he squeezes her nipple hard with his other hand, causing her to shudder again as an explosion of heat erupts inside her. Keira's eyes go wide, as do Nico's, and she tries not to scream, knowing the driver can hear everything, but she can't help crying out anyway. She clenches his shirt tightly in her fists and her body stiffens and shudders for an extended moment, forcing his fingers inside her again, her pussy clenching at his fingers as her muscles contract through her orgasm, but he continues to rub her clit with his thumb. Hot liquid coats his hand as his movements slow within her and she collapses back into the seat, smiling at him with heavy lidded eyes. After her final spasms cease, he withdraws his hand, trailing wetness across her thighs. Looking into her eyes, he raises his hand to his face, his eyes going wide as he inhales deeply. He licks his fingertips and growls deeply as he tastes her juices. "Mmmm. You're as delicious as I remember," he says with a wicked smile, in a low gravelly voice. He raises an eyebrow and moves his hand forward to her lips. She looks at his fingers tentatively and then gazes into his eyes as her tongue snakes out and licks his index finger. She raises her eyebrows and lowers them, a wanton look entering her eyes. Then she leans forward slightly and sucks his index finger into her mouth. He breathes in a ragged breath watching her do this, his eyes flashing between her gaze and his finger buried in her hot mouth. He withdraws his finger and quickly moves his hand to the nape of her neck to pull her into another passionate kiss. She leans forward into the kiss, dueling with his tongue, tasting his sweet mouth, while she twists her body toward him. The kiss becomes hungry, needful within seconds. Keira's hand reaches out for his thighs, and she begins sliding her hand upward while they kiss. She runs her fingers ever so lightly over the hot hard bulge she finds at the top of his thighs, causing his breath to hitch and a groan to emanate from his throat. She smiles to herself as she cups her hand over the hard bulge, squeezing gently, enjoying the heat. It's clear to her that he is so uncomfortably confined in his pants and she needs to relieve him of that discomfort. Just to be polite, really. She allows her fingers to slide up his length, and she can feel the ridges and contours straining against his pants. She reaches his fly and drags her fingers up the zipper to the button at the top. Unclasping the button proves difficult, so he shifts in his seat to assist her. She smiles into the kiss as she undoes the button and draws the zipper down. She pries his pants open, and pulls away from the kiss to look down at his cock encased in briefs. She smiles wickedly at him and licks her lips. His eyes widen as she quickly shifts to a kneeling position on the floor of the limo and tugs at his pants. "Now, why didn't I think of that?" Nico chuckles, lifting his hips to assist, as she slides his briefs down his legs along with his pants. His fully erect cock springs free before her and she is mesmerized for a moment, just staring at it. She looks up into his eyes wantonly and licks her lips hungrily. Her eyes dart continuously back and forth between his cock and what she's doing, as she quickly pulls his pants right down to his ankles and carefully slides one foot out of his pant leg. She's too impatient to do the other leg. Positioning herself between his legs, she enjoys running her fingertips up the inside of his calves to his knees, where she presses his legs further apart and leans forward. She looks up to meet his gaze. The look in his eyes is so intense, so dark as he watches her. Her eyes are now darting between his gaze and his beautiful cock, which she can't wait to taste. It's been so long since she's seen it up close. It looks as beautiful as she remembers. She places her hands on the insides of his knees and slides them upward, gazing at his cock. Her fingertips reach the top of his thighs and caress under and around his balls, as she looks up into his eyes again. His cock twitches at the contact with his balls. She moves her face so very close, and her tongue snakes out and flicks the drop of precum that has formed along the tiny slit, causing him to gasp and his cock to twitch again, making contact with her parted lips. Expanding Horizons Ch. 03 He moans as she draws the tip into her mouth and sucks strongly, running her tongue under the ridge and around the glans, then sucking hard as she pulls back and looks into his eyes. She feels the head swell in her mouth. His eyes widen, the look in them intense, as the tip pops out of her mouth and she looks at him with such wanton lust and gives him a wicked smile while she licks her lips. Keira wraps her hand firmly around the base of his cock, stroking it firmly a couple of times, while looking into his eyes. Moving her hand, she leans forward and licks the underside of his shaft from balls to tip, and does the same along the side, and along the other side, and along the top, getting him nice and wet. Each time she gets to the tip it twitches slightly. She grasps him firmly again, and sucks the tip back into her hot mouth. It seems even bigger in her mouth, his shaft harder. She looks up at him one more time with his cock in her mouth. Then without any further preamble, she plunges down on his cock taking as much as she can into her mouth and throat. He groans loudly as his cock is engulfed in the warm heat of her mouth. The feel of him, the taste of him in her mouth, once again, is blissful. The clean and slightly salty taste of his smooth skin, his smell is exhilarating. She pulls her mouth back almost to the tip, sucking hard as she goes, and she looks up and makes eye contact with him again. His eyes are heavy lidded and darkened with lust, watching her suck him with such enthusiasm. Her other hand comes up to caress his balls. He sighs and breathes deeply. She continues her movements, slowly drawing him into her mouth and pulling back slowly, sucking hard, and swirling her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she slides upward. She pulls off completely while still sucking, letting the tip go with a pop. She gazes admiringly for a second at his beautiful hard cock in her hand, and then looks up to meet his eyes again. Then she plunges down on him again, opening her throat and taking his entire length. He gasps at the suddenness of being fully engulfed. She tastes a little more of his salty precum, and it makes her want more. Once more she pulls up, slowing near the top and looks at him with his cock in her mouth. As his gaze meets hers, the look in his eyes is so dark, raw, and intense. She smiles wickedly with her eyes, letting him know the teasing is over and then plunges down again, and again, drawing him deep into her hot throat on every stroke, going at him with wild abandon, sucking hard on both the upward and downward movements. Her hand is caressing his balls and perineum, while her head is bobbing up and down on him. She keeps up the pace, pulling back and plunging down, sucking hard throughout. Nico's breathing becomes faster and shallower. His pelvis starts pumping slightly in time with her movements. She feels his thigh muscles contract. "Keira," he groans. He touches her head gently. She knows he's trying to warn her he's about to come, but he doesn't have to. He should know she will gladly swallow everything he has to give. "Mmmmm," she hums around him – the sound of pure enjoyment. She sucks harder, moves faster, squeezes his balls with her hand, to let him know it's okay. Then his pelvis tilts as his breath hitches and his balls contract. She feels the vein on the underside of his shaft pulse, prompting her to suck even harder. "Ohhhhhh," he moans as the first blast spurts into her mouth. She swallows and sucks as his cock pulses again. She takes the next two spurts in her mouth, swallows again, and sucks hard, coaxing the last of it out of him. She slowly pulls back, licking the underside of his shaft as she gently releases him and places a gentle kiss on the tip. She sits back on her heels, looks up at him and smiles a satisfied smile. "Mmmm, you're as delicious as I remember, too," she nearly whispers in a gravelly voice. He looks down at her and smiles. "And you're even better at that than I remember," he says with a gravelly voice. She giggles. He reaches his hand out to her. "Come here," he says as he pulls her up onto his lap and captures her mouth in another hungry drugging kiss. After several long minutes they both pull away from the kiss, panting, seemingly both coming to the realization at the same time that the car has been stopped for a few minutes. The driver clears his throat loudly from the front of the car, and calls out, "excuse me, but we've arrived at the hotel." "Um. Thank you," Nico calls back to the driver as they hastily rearrange their discarded and disheveled clothes. He smiles wickedly at Keira as they gather their things and head into the hotel. Keira's heart is beating faster than ever. A tingly rush of excitement runs through her at the prospect of what is to come next. *** Thank you for your time, dear readers. The fourth and final chapter will take our Keira and Nico into uncharted territory for both of them, where they will indeed "expand their horizons". If all goes well, it will be done and submitted within another week or so. Feedback is our biggest reward on Literotica. It helps us to improve as writers. I've listened to your feedback from previous stories and incorporated it into this story. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this new story, so please take a moment to comment, vote or send feedback. Thank you for reading. :) ~sleeplessgurl Expanding Horizons Ch. 04 Dear readers, Thank you so much for your comments and feedback on this story so far. Greatly appreciated! FYI - There are three previous chapters to this story, and while I think this chapter could stand on its own, you might enjoy it more if you understand the context from the first three chapters. Big giant THANK YOU to aussie_101 for making the process of editing far more enjoyable than it should be. *** Expanding Horizons - Chapter 4 After the limo ride, Keira and Nico are both flushed and grinning madly. The hotel lobby and front desk are crowded and busy as they check in. While walking toward the elevator, Keira silently prays it will be empty when it arrives. Unfortunately a group of other guests gathers in front of the elevator. They crowd in with the others, and as the elevator ascends, they can't take their eyes off each other. Keira's body is humming like she's got pins and needles all over. In the hotel room, as soon as the door is closed they both drop their bags and practically launch themselves at each other. She tilts her head up to kiss him as he captures her mouth with his lips, her body with his arms. His tongue seeks hers immediately. His hands slide around behind her, gripping her ass tightly and pulling her closer to grind against his hardness. She presses every part of her body against him, and moans as she melts into his kiss. Their hands travel over each other, moving almost frantically, exploring every inch. They start tearing at each other's clothes simultaneously. After many long minutes, she whimpers as he pulls away from the kiss, leaving her breathless. He steps back, looking her over appraisingly. She looks confused. 'What is he doing? Why is he stopping?' she wonders. "Take your clothes off," he says softly but firmly. "I will if you will," she replies playfully with a sly smile, stepping closer to him again. He takes a step back and smiles mischievously at her, then his look turns thoughtful, serious. "Keira, we have a unique opportunity here. I mean, we could just tear our clothes off and fuck frantically right now, and I'm sure that would be amazing." He smiles broadly and she does in return, but she still looks confused. "But we've shared so much with each other about our desires and fantasies. There are so many things we've wanted to do. Now we can. You told me you have submissive tendencies. Hell, you told me you want to be dominated." He smiles and takes a deep breath. Keira nods slowly, comprehension starting to sink in. "Trust me, Keira, I would never hurt you. I only want to give you pleasure. We can help each other live our fantasies. Give yourself to me and discover how much you enjoy it." Keira's eyes go wide with fear and excitement. Her heart rate speeds up and she suddenly feels so nervous. This is exactly what she thought she wanted. Deep down she knows she has desperately desired this for many years. But now, presented with the opportunity, she finds herself hesitant, afraid to give up control, to give herself to him completely. She feels like she's on a precipice, about to tip over the edge. But she can see such sincerity and desire in his eyes. She somehow knows -- as she knew fourteen years ago, as she has known over the past few weeks of sharing her most intimate thoughts and desires -- that she can trust him completely. It seems only fitting that she experience another 'first' with Nico. She nods slowly. "Ok," she breathes, a barely audible whisper. "If I do anything or ask you to do anything that you don't want, just say so." "Ok Nico," she says, a little more confidently. "I'm yours." A frisson of excitement courses through her, and a slight smile spreads across her lips as she starts to imagine the possibilities, wondering what he is going to do to her. "Now take your clothes off," he says sternly, but with a reassuring smile. She shivers. He notices, and a hint of amusement enters his eyes. She complies quickly, shedding her clothes in a matter of seconds while he watches intently. She stands before him naked, her dark hair cascading around her bare shoulders, her nipples hard and erect, her chest heaving with excitement, her pussy swollen and visibly wet. The scent of her arousal is unmistakable. He inhales deeply as his gaze travels over her appreciatively, longingly. He take a step toward her and she can see an internal struggle behind his eyes as he considers disrobing himself, but he takes a deep breath and holds himself back. "Now, get on the bed." his voice is low and soft, but commanding. She sits on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge. "No. Sit up, back there," he says pointing toward the large mass of overstuffed pillows against the ornate headboard. As she moves, he adds, "Prop yourself up. I want to watch you." She catches his meaning immediately. Her eyes go wide and her face flushes as a rush of excitement, fear and embarrassment runs through her. She piles the pillows up and positions herself leaning back against them. Looking up at him, her eyes betray both her excitement and her self-consciousness. He stands at the end of the bed, still fully clothed, and smiles to reassure her. "How do you pleasure yourself when you're alone? Where do you start?" He knows how she starts. She's told him in many recent conversations. "My nipples," Keira whispers, as a chill runs through her, and her face and chest get redder with her embarrassment at what he is asking. "Mmmm, yes. Then start there," he says as his lust-filled smile crosses his face again and his eyes glitter with excitement and fascination. Keira looks into his eyes and sees his gaze travel over her. His eyes are dark and predatory. She runs her hands wantonly up her stomach, over the swell of her breasts, and runs her palms across her nipples. They're already taut peaks with the excitement of the moment. With her eyes fixed on Nico's, she gently pulls at both nipples and rolls them between her thumbs and index fingers. She arches her back and writhes, moaning in pleasure as a jolt of pleasure courses through her body. Nico's resolve falters and a low hiss escapes him. She can see his cock straining in his pants. She can see him struggling to stay at the end of the bed. Pinching and pulling at her nipples harder, she stares at his beautiful face through her heavy lidded eyes, the sensations growing stronger as they course through her. Looking at him as he watches her is one of the most exciting things she's ever done, and she knows the fun has only just begun. She bends her knees up and allows her legs to fall open, revealing her pussy in all its red, swollen splendor. His eyes widen as they are drawn to the space between her legs. He breathes deeply and another hiss escapes him. He sits deliberately on the end of the bed, adjusting his pants which appear to be painfully tight at the moment. "Go on now, touch yourself. I can see how wet you are. I know you want to," he tells her with his roguish grin. "Don't hold back. Don't try to be quiet. You know you like to make noise. I want to see you and hear you." She gasps again, releasing a little moan as she exhales. He smiles wickedly at her as he watches her right hand glide down from her breast, across her stomach slowly, ever so slowly. His gaze darts from her eyes to her hand to her pussy and back again, over and over, like he can't decide where to look. Eventually she notices that his gaze mainly sticks to the path of her hand as it inches lower and lower, reaching her mound, while she continues to pinch and roll her nipple with the other hand. Her breathing is ragged now, her skin on fire, as she watches him watching her. She slides her hand lower, over her mound and, staring into his eyes, glides her fingers lightly over her outer lips. She gasps and again lets it out as a little moan. Then she slips her middle finger into her slippery slit. She tilts her head back and moans loudly. It's so wet and so hot, her finger is quickly engulfed and coated in her juices. His eyes go wide and he groans as he watches her arch her back, surrendering to the sensations. Keira slides her finger in deeper and pulls back, dragging slick wetness over her clit. She makes a sound between a sigh and a cry and shudders as her finger brushes over the sensitive spot. She rubs her clit back and forth very slowly, moaning and panting as she continues to stare into his eyes. His gaze darts back and forth between her eyes and her fingers. She can't believe how exciting this is -- having him watch her while she does this to herself. Her chest is heaving and her skin is tingling all over. She sees him leaning forward, struggling to control his breathing, struggling to keep himself in place. "Show me how you use two hands to make yourself come," he says, his voice hoarse and gravelly. "Oh", Keira gasps and her eyes go wide, partly with fear, partly with excitement. She remembers describing this to him in one of their recent chats and silently curses herself, or him. Her hands stop moving for a second. "Show me," Nico repeats more sternly, his mouth quirking up into a slight smile. "Come on," she pleads, panting for breath. "I need you, Nico," she tells him, looking into his eyes with ravenous hunger. "Fuck me." He leans forward, lust and need reflected in his own eyes. Clearly, he wants to fuck her as much as she wants to be fucked. He stands at the end of the bed. She can see that his resolve is wavering. She gives him a pleading look filled with lust and longing. Then a determined look crosses his face and he smiles wickedly at her. "Show me, first," he says. Quietly but firmly. "Oh god," she whimpers in a small voice. Looking into his eyes, panting, chest heaving, Keira complies and glides her left hand down from her breast, across her stomach. She's never done this in front of anyone. It is her most private act. She's can't believe she's going to do it for him. It's so frightening and embarrassing, and easily the most exciting thing she's ever done. She's sure she will climax in a matter of minutes. She's never been so aroused. Keira slides two fingers easily into her dripping hole. She tilts her pelvis and her right hand stills its movements on her clit as her left hand pushes deep inside. She moans long and low, and her head rolls back for a moment as her fingers connect with that perfect spot inside her, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her. She looks back at him through heavy lidded eyes as she begins her rhythm, two fingers pulsing deep inside her, two fingers rubbing back and forth over her clit. Her fingers make wet squelching noises as they move in and out of her slippery hole. Her heart is pounding so hard it echoes in her ears. She begins moaning with each exhale. Standing at the end of the bed, Nico watches her, breathing deeply like a predator about to strike, the tension in his body barely contained, his cock clearly straining against his pants. His gaze darts back and forth between her eyes and the movement of her hands. He starts to undo the buttons on his shirt. "Yes," Keira breathes between pants, watching intently as his body is finally revealed to her, inch by glorious inch. He continues to watch her, and she can see his chest heaving as he struggles to control his breathing. He drops his shirt to the floor, unclasps the button on his pants and pulls down the zipper quickly. Keira's eyes are glued to the spot, waiting for his cock to be revealed. Staring into her eyes, he hooks his thumbs under the waistband of his boxer briefs and pants and simultaneously pulls both down, letting them drop to the floor as well. Keira gasps, staring as his rock hard cock springs free. Distracted, she licks her lips as she slows the movement of her hands. "Keep going," Nico commands, standing at the end of the bed, breathing deeply, watching her intently. His hand wraps around his cock and he starts stroking himself slowly. "Nico," Keira breathes between panting breaths. "I want you...in me...now!" She lets loose an almighty groan, staring at him through glassy heavy-lidded eyes. Nico smiles wickedly. "Soon," he breathes. "Come for me first," he says in a low hoarse voice, staring directly into her eyes with a feral intensity. His gaze deliberately goes to her hands and back to her eyes again. Keira whimpers, and starts rubbing her clit frantically with her right hand and pounding into her pussy with her left. If this is what it takes to finally feel him inside her, she is determined to make herself come as quickly as possible. Considering her level of arousal, she knows it will not be long. Her gaze darts between his eyes and the slow controlled movement of his hand on his cock. Nico's eyes widen in amazement as his gaze darts between her eyes and the frantic blur of her hands. Her chest is heaving as her breath comes out in raspy ragged pants. She starts to make a crying moaning sound with each exhalation. Within a few minutes she feels the tingly heat and pressure of her impending orgasm. Her eyes fly open wide and she cries out loudly as the first convulsions start deep within her. Staring into his eyes while she makes herself come is one of the most intensely erotic experiences she's ever had. Keira continues rubbing frantically on her clit with two fingers as she feels her pussy muscles clench around the fingers of her left hand. Intensely hot and tingly electrical jolts of pleasure course throughout her body, from the epicenter to the tips of her fingers and toes. She cries out loudly as her legs convulse, the muscles in her abdomen contract, her shoulders tense, everything seems to tense, and she pulls her knees up close to her chest as her body seems to want to fold in half into a near fetal position. She removes her hands as her orgasm continues to spasm within her. Keira opens her eyes, only now realizing that she had closed them, and gasps to see Nico directly in front of her, kneeling on the bed almost between her knees. "That was one of the most incredible things I've ever seen," he says. He pulls her knees apart and quickly positions himself between them, bracing his hands on the headboard on either side of her shoulders. He slides his rock hard shaft into her dripping, still spasming pussy. The sound that erupts from deep inside Keira's chest is somewhere between a moan and a scream. Realizing through her haze of pleasure that she finally has him inside her, she wraps her arms around his back and her legs around his ass and pulls him close against her, relishing the sensation of him filling her up again, reveling in the feeling of touching so much of his naked body once again. "Oh god yes, finally," she breathes, and pulls his head to hers, kissing him deeply, passionately, breathlessly. Her tongue instantly searches for and finds his enthusiastic response. They explore each other's mouths while they pause and enjoy their joining. As the kiss heats up, Nico rolls his hips to move within her, but can't move far because of the grip she has on him with her legs. She smiles into the kiss and releases her legs, letting her feet fall back to the bed, her knees drape open wide, as she loosens her grip around his back and shoulders. Nico lifts his head and looks into her eyes as he begins a slow rhythm, withdrawing slowly and pressing smoothly back inside. Occasionally he dips his head back down to plant his lips on hers, and pulls back again to gaze at her face, radiant from her orgasm, her green eyes glowing with the intensity of their connection. He smoothes her silky dark hair back from her forehead, and tenderly tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, caressing her face as he continues to glide slowly, languorously in and out of her. "So beautiful," he whispers, and plants another long lingering kiss on her lips. Keira wraps her legs around him and pulls him into her harder on the next thrust. They both groan as he slams against her cervix. Nico takes the cue and begins to pick up his pace slightly and Keira responds by rolling her hips up to meet his thrusts. He's going deeper with each thrust, pushing harder, moving faster. Keira's breathing picks up again, and small breathy moans accompany each exhalation. The hunger burning in Nico's eyes lights a fire in her. She is sure he can see it reflected in her own. Her need builds to an unbearable level. Patience is gone. There is only her insatiable need for him. "Yes," Keira breathes between pants, "Fuck me. Harder. Don't hold back." Nico smiles wickedly at her. He begins thrusting harder, causing Keira to cry out in pleasure with each thrust. Waves of pleasure are coursing through her from her core, radiating outward throughout her body. She starts to feel that building tidal wave again. She's thrusting up each time he pulls out and pulling him back down hard with her legs, moaning loudly each time he fills her up again. He's pumping hard into her, breathing fast and deep, slamming into her with such force. His muscles are straining with the effort. Drops of sweat form on his brow. "Oh fuck me, Nico," she cries, "Yes. Yes. Fuck me." The incredible pressure building within her breaks and a tidal wave of pleasure washes over her. Simultaneously, her muscles contract tightly around his shaft, her legs contract around him, her fingernails dig into his shoulders, and she cries out. "Oh Nico!" Keira closes her eyes and sees stars exploding behind her eyelids, reflecting the explosions that are going off everywhere else. Nico continues pumping hard into her, and she cries out in pure ecstasy with each thrust. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" The spasms racking her body are so powerful they're almost painful. Finally, her clenching and moaning has driven him to his own climax. She feels his shaft contract within her and he shoots his load into her with a loud groan, followed by another. Keira clenches her muscles around him repeatedly until the twitches and spasms of his cock are spent. He collapses on top of her and although they are both panting, their lips meet. "Keira," Nico whispers, smiling slightly and he bends forward to kiss her again. Finally he nuzzles his face into the crook of her neck and rests there a moment while their breathing slows. She can still feel him inside her and the weight of him on top of her is comforting, warm, and safe. She glides her hands over his back and shoulders, smiling contentedly. They lie together for a long while, as their breathing slows. They don't say anything. They simply revel in the feeling of being together, their naked bodies entwined, having finally made love again for the first time in fourteen years. She clenches the muscles of her pussy around him and he chuckles, remembering. He pulses inside her in response. She smiles, remembering. After a long time lying together blissfully, Nico kisses her deeply and pulls back to look into her eyes. He lightly brushes a hair out of her face and stares at her like he can't believe what he's seeing. He kisses her again, then a mischievous gleam kindles in his eyes. "Let's go have a shower," he says. "Anything you say," she replies with a broad, sultry smile. The mischievous gleam in his eyes gets a whole lot more mischievous. In the shower, Nico takes the little soap bottle supplied by the hotel and starts washing her body. He takes great care to wash first her arms, from her hands up to her shoulders, then down across the swell of her breasts. He slides his soapy hands over her nipples, making her shudder and moan all over again. He slides his hand down across her belly, and down through the folds of her swollen pussy lips, making her jump and gasp. He chuckles, but then gasps himself as her hands reach out and begin soaping up his balls and cock. It thickens and lengthens with her attentions, and she gives it a little squeeze, making him gasp again as the hot water courses down over their bodies. Expanding Horizons Ch. 04 "Turn around," he orders, and she complies. He massages the soap into her shoulders and down her back, over the swell of her ass cheeks and down to her thighs. "Spread your legs," he says, and she does, planting her feet a little wider. She places a hand on the tiled wall for balance, and casts a wanton gaze back over her shoulder. The look in his eye is purely predatory as he squirts some more soap into his hands, returning them to her lower back and ass. He swirls his hand around on the firm round orbs, and then spreads her cheeks, allowing his finger to slide along her crack. Keira gasps as it grazes over that sensitive spot. Weeks ago when they were chatting and flirting online, she'd told him only one of her lovers had ever done this to her, and she liked it. He'd told her that he had never had an opportunity for any kind of ass play with his wife. Although he had wanted to, she would never let him. She arches her back, presenting her ass to him, and he slips his fingers through her crack again, grazing more firmly over the spot. It makes her jump and shudder. Her breathing is coming fast again, anticipation making her tingle. Again he slides back and forth, grazing over the sensitive spot again and again, teasingly, tortuously. He swirls his finger around the rosebud hole, around and around, sending shivery tingly sensations through her body from the spot. He keeps swirling for a few moments more, drawing out the tease, almost agonizingly -- and then he pushes slightly. "Oh god," Keira moans as his soapy, slippery finger only barely penetrates her ass. He sticks the tip in and then draws it back out. It feels oddly empty. He swirls the soap around some more. He turns her body slightly, one hand sliding around her belly. His hand slides up over her abdomen, tracing the curve of her breast, and he rolls her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Meanwhile his other hand slides through her crack. He swirls his finger around and around the puckered little hole again. As his finger lightly penetrates her ass, he pinches hard on her nipple, making her shudder and cry out. The sensation of her nipple and her ass combine in an exquisite cocktail of sensations. He slides his hand to her other nipple, circling it with thumb and forefinger as he draws his finger out of her ass. This time he swirls around again, and then gently pushes it back in, further this time as he again pinches her nipple hard. She cries out again, arching her back and reaching out, taking hold of his shoulder while bracing her other hand against the wall for balance. He draws his invading finger out slightly and presses back in slightly, very lightly fucking her ass with his finger, going a little deeper on each thrust. Nico slides his finger out and, placing two fingers together, presses them into her hole. The feeling is an exquisite combination of pain and pleasure as he sinks two fingers into her while pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He draws his fingers out and pushes back in again slowly. Keira whimpers and moans as he begins a steady rhythm, plunging his fingers in and out of her ass while the hand that was on her breasts slides down over her belly and in between her swollen pussy lips. Keira's pussy is so slippery wet, his fingers slide easily inside, and he presses deep into her and pulls his fingers out. He slides them up to her clit, squeezing it between two fingers, and glides back into her slippery pussy again. Now he's coordinating the movements in and out of her pussy and over her clit with the two fingers thrusting into her ass. She's panting and moaning an endless stream of vocalizations as her hips start to thrust with his rhythms, intensifying every movement. "Mmm... you like this, don't you?" he whispers lowly in her ear as he thrusts both hands into her two holes simultaneously. "Yes!" Keira cries out. "Oh god yes!" "What do you like?" he asks in a low rumbling voice as he pulls his fingers out, squeezing her clit again. She shudders. "Unh," she whimpers as all her holes are suddenly empty. "What do you like?" he asks again. "I like it in the ass," Keira replies desperately. He plunges both hands into her again, going deeper than ever into her ass. She cries out loudly. "You want me to fuck your ass, don't you?" he demands as he pulls his invading digits out again. She trembles helplessly as he squeezes her clit between his fingers. "Yes!" she cries out. She whimpers, shaking on unsteady legs when he doesn't push his fingers back into her, but he only keeps up the pressure on her clit. "Please," she whimpers. He places his mouth against her ear and whispers lowly, "Tell me what you want." "I want you to fuck my ass!" she cries, and then lets out a shriek as he plunges both hands deep into her again. "I AM going to fuck your ass, Keira," he growls in her ear as he withdraws his fingers, squeezing her clit, making her shudder and whimper. "But first, I want you to come for me again," he says firmly as he plunges his fingers back into her holes. "Oh god..." she cries out, and he does it again. The sensations are building to an unprecedented level within her. She cannot believe how intense this is, how full she feels with his fingers in both her pussy and her ass. She's afraid her legs are going to give out soon. Nico pulls out and thrusts both hands into her again, a little harder and deeper this time. "Oh god!" she cries out again. He starts thrusting in and out of both her holes, simultaneously, faster and harder. Her cries become a continuous long loud wail, her muscles tense and her body starts shuddering. He keeps pounding into her and she shrieks as her legs become liquid and her knees give out, the spasms inside her body too much to take. He feels the contractions of so many muscles around his fingers, and is practically supporting her weight with the palms of his hands. Finally he relents, allowing his fingers to slip out of her. She turns and grabs his shoulders, letting her body melt into his. She turns her face to his and captures his lips, the hot water still coursing over their bodies. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her body close, pressing against her. She finds that Nico is rock hard again. She grinds against him, making him groan. She smiles wantonly at him and he returns the smile with mischief in his eyes. "Get on your knees," he says. "Gladly," she breathes in acquiescence, and as she slithers down she drags her hands and mouth along his chest and stomach. She kneels in front of him and smiles as the object of her longing is standing straight up at attention in front of her. She licks her lips and wraps her hand firmly around his cock, stroking it a couple of times, looking into his eyes. She loves the excitement, the anticipation on his face. She watches him for a moment, stroking slowly. Then without any further preamble, she plunges down on his cock, taking as much as she can into her mouth and throat. He groans loudly as his cock fills her mouth. The feel of him in her mouth again is blissful. She loves the clean and slightly salty taste of his smooth skin. It's such an incredible feeling as the warm water sheets over her face, down over his stomach, rivulets swirling around his balls and shaft. She pulls her mouth back almost to the tip, sucking as she goes, looking up to catch his eye. His eyes go wide seeing her make eye contact with his cock in her mouth before she plunges back down again. Her other hand comes up to caress his balls. He groans and breathes deeply. She continues pulling back slowly, sucking hard, swirling her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she slides upward. Keira pulls off completely, letting the tip go with a pop. She pauses for a moment, admiring his beautiful hard dick in her hand, and looks up to meet his eyes again. The dark and intense look in his eyes is priceless. She licks all around the glans, staring into his eyes. She sucks the head into her mouth again, putting pressure on it, feeling it swell within her mouth. She smiles before plunging down on him again, and opens her throat to take him deep. Once more she pulls up, slows down near the top and looks at him with his cock in her mouth. Water courses down over her hair and face. As his gaze meets hers, the look in his eyes is so dark, raw, and intense. She slides the hand that was caressing his balls back a little further and swirls it around his tight hole. He shudders and moans at the new sensation. She knows from their previous conversations that no one has ever done this to him before, but he admitted that he's been curious to try. She's never done it to a man before either, but has read enough to know that he will like it. She draws his cock back out to the tip again, swirling her tongue around the underside as she goes, while she swirls her finger around and around. Then she presses her soapy finger into his ass, while she plunges back down, hungrily sucking his cock into her mouth. "Oh gawwwwwd," he groans loudly and shifts his weight slightly, perhaps unconsciously allowing her better access to his tight virginal ass, one hand resting against the shower wall, the other lightly on her head. She licks around the tip of his cock, gazing at him wantonly, as her finger lightly circles his ass. She pulls back and plunges down, thrusting her finger into him again. She presses her finger a little further in as she sucks his cock as far into her throat as she can. Holding his cock deep in her throat, she strokes her finger inside, running over a hard ridge. Nico's body convulses and he moans loudly. She does it again, and he moans deeply again. Again she moves her finger inside him, teasing that little tell-tale ridge she has found deep inside, and again he moans and convulses as though she had applied an electrical shock. She begins a continuous movement, swirling her finger inside him, as she slowly pulls off him withdrawing her mouth with strong suction all the way to the tip, and letting the tip go with a pop. Leaving her finger inside, she looks up at him lasciviously. "You like that," she says. It's not a question. It's a statement of fact. She strokes his prostate again and he groans. "Oh yeah," Nico moans again. She strokes again. Nico moans out loud. She strokes again, and licks the tip of his cock. He groans again -- a deep guttural sound. "Ohhh gawwwd." He pants looking down at her with a wild look in his eyes as she continues stroking within him. "Unh. I never ..." Panting for breath, he grinds out, "God Keira... I never... felt... anything... like this." Keira smiles wickedly and takes his cock back in her mouth again and plunges down quickly. She begins going at him with wild abandon, sucking hard on both the upward and downward movements, coordinating her sucking with the pulses of her finger over his prostate. His breathing becomes faster and shallower. He moans almost continuously now. His pelvis starts to pump in time with her movements. She feels his muscles contract. "Ohhhhh gawd... gonna come," he moans through heavy breaths. She smiles inwardly. Perhaps he's distracted from his role of playing the Dom by his encroaching orgasm, being so polite as to warn her. She keeps going, sucking hard, bobbing up and down, pressing into him over and over. She feels the pressure in the vein on the underside of his cock. She knows its coming. She wants it. She wants to drink him all up. He cannot hold back any longer and with a long guttural growl he finally explodes his hot load into the back of her throat. She swallows and keeps sucking, catching the next spurts in her mouth, and then swallows those too. She sucks a few more times till he has nothing left to give, and finally, gently, she releases him. Keira leans back on her heels, and looks up at him with a satisfied smile. Water courses down over her face, over his stomach, over his now softening cock. Suddenly realizing her knees are a bit sore, she straightens up. Nico smiles broadly at her. "Damn, you are so fucking good at that," he says. Keira giggles and kisses him. He pulls her close and kisses her almost desperately, with such intensity, as the hot water continues to run down over their entangled bodies. "You liked it in the ass," she says raising her eyebrow with a wicked smile. "I've never felt anything like that," he admits, by way of confirmation. "What did it feel like?" "It's hard to explain. Not like when I usually come. That I can feel in my lower abdomen and my balls. Well I could feel that too, but this was also like incredible pressure and explosions going off deep inside." "Hmmm. Well they do say the prostate is the male G-spot," Keira smiles. "We'll have to practice a bit more so you can describe it better." They step out of the shower and kiss each other playfully and passionately as they towel off. As they walk out of the bathroom he smacks her ass playfully, but hard enough that it makes a sound. She squeals, and turns to him to grab at him, but he catches her wrist. He has a stern look on his face. "We're not done yet," he says pulling her close, the return of his authoritarian voice sending shivers through her. 'Oh," Keira gasps as her eyes widen. "I know what you want," he whispers in her ear. "And I'm going to give it to you," he adds darkly. Keira whimpers and her pulse quickens again as he captures her mouth in another hungry kiss. She feels excitement course through her body in anticipation. "Get back on the bed," Nico says firmly. "On your hands and knees," he says in a more commanding tone. Keira quickly complies, her heartbeat stronger and louder than it's ever been. Excitement tingles throughout her body and liquid heat pools in her pussy again. Nico goes to his suitcase and pulls something out. Keira tries to watch him, but the angle is awkward. As he turns back toward her, he has two black neckties and a small bottle of lube. Keira gasps as he prowls toward her with a predatory look on his face. Nico circles her on the bed, looking at her from all angles with a wicked grin on his face. Keira turns her head to follow him, waiting, panting with anticipation, a tingling sensation ringing throughout her entire body. She feels so exposed, on her hands and knees as he slowly stalks around the bed watching her. Nico stops behind her and leans forward. Placing his hands inside her knees, he spreads her legs a little wider. He pauses for a moment and inhales deeply, drinking in the unmistakable heady aroma of her arousal. She is so turned on her body is humming with excitement. She watches as he moves again, gazing at her hungrily. He stops beside her shoulder, leans down close, looks in her eyes, and whispers, "Do you trust me?" "Yes," she breathes through ragged pants. He covers her eyes with a neck tie, and ties it firmly behind her head. Her heartbeat picks up even more, if that were possible. Then he gently, but firmly presses her chest and shoulders down to the bed, leaving her up on her knees, forcing her ass more up into the air. She feels so exposed, so excited, so aroused. She feels his breath at her ear. "If you want me to stop at any time, just say 'stop', and I will," he whispers. "Ok," she whimpers, panting, barely able to form words. He grasps her hands and pulls them up behind her lower back and ties them with the other necktie. She gasps. She feels so vulnerable; blindfolded, her hands tied behind her back, balancing on her chest and shoulders, her ass high in the air, her knees spread wide. And yet... Her body is humming. She feels more excited than she's ever been in her life. She's craved this. She's wanted to give herself completely to a trusted lover, a man with the confidence to take her, control her, to do to her what she wants and needs. She hears him moving back to the end of the bed. Suddenly she feels a firm slap on her right ass cheek, firm enough to make a smacking sound. Keira lets out a startled gasp. He smacks her other cheek, just as firmly, and Keira lets out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan. Not being able to see, not knowing what's coming next, only increases the anticipation and excitement for her. Keira hears Nico moving around again, and another smack lands on her cheek, followed quickly by another, slightly harder this time. She is startled and cries out. The sensations are making her skin so hot. The short bursts of pain dissolve quickly into tingly heat and heightened sensation. Another smack on the other cheek. And another. Each time, she utters that same moaning gasp. After a few more good smacks, her ass is burning all over and so sensitive. The tingly heat spreads throughout her pelvis and up her torso. She had no idea how the spanking would make her entire pelvis and torso so hot. She can feel her pussy lips swell and liquid gather between them. She's panting and her breath is ragged. He rubs gently soothing the burning red skin, and then smacks it again. Keira cries out again. She is practically vibrating now. Her nerves are on edge. She can feel the wetness literally dripping out of her pussy. As suddenly as the onslaught started it stops. There is silence. Nico is not moving. Keira doesn't know what to expect next. She tries to slow her breathing so she can listen. She waits. There is no sound. Thirty seconds pass. Sixty seconds. It feels like forever. Her heart is pounding madly in her chest. 'How can he not be making any sound?' Two minutes. 'What the hell is he doing?' The waiting is driving her insane. Finally she feels the bed creak and depress. He's on the bed behind her. She waits, not knowing what to expect next. The anticipation is killing her. Her ass cheeks are red, burning and exposed. Her pussy is swollen and dripping. She cannot see, her arms are tied behind her back, her legs are spread uncomfortably wide, and she's never been more aroused than she is at this moment. Finally she feels him between her thighs. His tongue slides up her dripping slit and over her clit. She cries out in ecstasy and her body quakes violently from the suddenness and surprise. She wonders how he's doing that, what position he's in, and then it becomes clear as he slides his tongue and mouth back through her slit, past her pussy, to graze over her sensitive ass. She arches her back even more and cries out. He slides his tongue along the entire circuit again and back to her ass. Electricity shoots through her body. Again she cries out and moans deeply. She feels a finger slide in her pussy, as his tongue is probing at her other hole. Another finger slides into her pussy as his tongue penetrates. The feeling is so intense. She moans. He licks her and lifts his face away, replacing his tongue with a finger that's clearly been coated in lube. He swirls the slippery lubed finger around her puckered little hole. The fingers in her pussy slide out and up over her clit as his lubed finger penetrates her ass. She feels like she is going to explode from pleasure. His digits all slide in and begin in a relentless rhythm, like in the shower. Within a few short minutes she is crying out loudly, coming so intensely. Again. She didn't even know she was capable of coming so many times in such short succession. Suddenly, all his fingers are gone for a moment. She feels empty and she whimpers at the lack of contact. She hears him opening the bottle of lube and squirting it. She realizes he's probably coating his cock with it as she hears the movement and waits for the next contact. As the shuddering from her last orgasm is subsiding, she feels his fingers swirl over and into her ass, clearly providing some lubrication. She hears him squeeze the lube bottle, and again, his fingers swirl around and into her tight rosebud. Expanding Horizons Ch. 04 Then the head of his cock presses at her tight opening. She draws in a quick breath. He pauses, and then presses forward slowly. The head of his cock spreads her ass and slides in. She feels a brief flash of pain, but it gives way to such intense pleasurable sensations that she moans long and low. He presses forward an inch at a time and pauses to allow her to adjust. He groans loudly and she makes that noise again between a cry and a moan. "Yes," she cries. "More," she breathes as she presses back against him. He presses forward another couple of inches, and she pushes back against him until he is buried completely within her. He pauses there for a moment. She's panting, waiting for whatever comes next. "Oh God," he groans, "so tight. This feels fucking incredible." He pulls out and slides slowly back in. He grasps her hips and starts to fuck her slowly, going slow and deep with each thrust, making her groan a deep guttural animal-like sound with each stroke. Keira feels like her insides are on fire. Nico starts to speed up a little. His breathing is laboured and ragged. He's panting and grunting. She realizes he's holding back his own release, he's trying to make her come again. She doesn't even know if she is capable of coming again. How many orgasms has she had already? He spanks her on her still hot cheek, sending a new wave of flaming sensation coursing through her body. "Yes!" she shrieks. Nico spanks her on the other cheek. "Yes!" she shrieks again. He spanks her again, while he picks up the pace of his thrusting in and out of her ass. "Give it to me," she pants. "What do you want?" he demands. "Spank me and fuck my ass harder," she groans in a guttural voice. "Don't hold back. Give it to meeEEE!" Her final utterance becomes another shriek as he thrusts into her while simultaneously smacking her cheek again. He starts to spank her in time with his thrusting. She cries out loudly on every thrust, until the sounds she's making change to guttural groans from deep within her body. She starts writhing her head on the bed, moaning and groaning deeply into the bedcovers. Nico grasps both her hips and plunges deep into her over and over again. There are fireworks going off throughout her pelvis and abdomen, so deep inside. The sensations are too much and push her over the edge. Her muscles twitch, contract and spasm uncontrollably. "Oh gawwwwdddd!" Keira shrieks into the bedcovers as the contractions deep inside her body squeeze him so tight. "So good, so good, so good," she groans with each thrust as her muscles contract and squeeze so hard around him. Nico grunts, and keeps pumping, as she keeps crying and writhing. "Oh. My. God," she pants. Nico keeps sliding smooth and deep into her. "I'm... still... coming," she cries, "My gawwwdd!" Nico howls loudly behind her. Finally he releases his own climax with several loud, long groans of his own, filling her ass with cum. He unties her hands and tosses the necktie aside and falls forward, twisting slightly as he lands on the bed, pulling her into his arms as he goes. Panting and trying to calm his breathing, he lifts the blindfold off her face, and anxiously looks into her eyes. Concern fills his face immediately seeing her green eyes are filled with unshed tears "Oh my god, I'm sorry, Keira. Was that too much? Did I hurt you?" he says, caressing her face, smoothing back her damp hair. "Oh no, Nico. You didn't hurt me. It was amazing." A single tear slides down her face. "It was the most exciting... the most intense... the most pleasurable experience of my entire life. Thank you," she says between panting breaths. She plants her lips on his, kissing him passionately. He responds and they lay there, embracing, hands slowly caressing, occasionally kissing for quite some time. Eventually, she gets into a more comfortable position, leans her head against his chest, and rests her eyes for a moment. She drifts slowly into a peaceful, contented sleep. She wakes with a start, and feels his arms around her, a naked body against hers, but she relaxes immediately upon remembering where she is and who she's with. It's been such a long time since she woke up with Nico, with his naked body against hers. It feels so good. She looks up at him to find him smiling at her. "How long?" she asks. "Not long, maybe an hour," he says. "I dozed a bit too. I was just so relaxed." "Mmmmm, yeah," she says as she nuzzles against his chest. "Relaxed or worn out." She chuckles, feeling rather than hearing him chuckle too. She lies with him for a few minutes, utterly content, listening to his breathing, feeling his hand caressing her slowly, gently. She realizes she needs to go to the bathroom so starts to pull away from him, but he tightens his grip on her. "Don't go..." he murmurs. Pleading. Entreating. "I'll be right back," she says. "Promise?" "Definitely." "Ok then," he says with a smile in his voice. She wiggles away from him, and glances back to see him watching her, his face reflecting the same happiness she feels. At least she hopes that's what she sees there. She comes out of the bathroom and he's standing naked in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of water, staring out at the lights of the city. She walks up and wraps her arms around him, pressing her body against his back. "Mmmmm," he hums, leaning his head back against her shoulder. She kisses his neck, and he turns to face her, kissing her passionately. He pulls away from the kiss, and looks into her face with genuine concern. "How are you feeling? Are you hurt?" "No," she smiles to reassure him. "Well, I'm a little worn out at the moment, but there's no real pain." He looks instantly relieved. She's so grateful that he's showing such concern for her. She kisses him again. He maneuvers their bodies so she is in front. She realizes her body is visible to anyone looking at their window and she tenses and tries to pull away. Sensing her embarrassment, he wraps his arm around her and gently kisses her neck and the top of her shoulder. "Just relax," he says softly. "You're beautiful. If anyone out there can see you, they're getting a hell of a treat." She laughs nervously. "Just look at the city," he whispers. She breathes deeply, and relaxes back into him, feeling so content, so safe. This feels so right. She looks out at the vast array of lights, stretching out to the horizon. "How long did you live here, in Toronto?" he asks. "Nearly eight years." "You ever miss it?" "Yeah. And of course I miss the friends I left behind, when I moved." Looking out over the city lights, he asks, "What's your favourite place in this city?" She doesn't even hesitate. "The courtyard at University College." "Is that at University of Toronto?" "Yeah," she says. "That and the Hart House library, also at U of T. It would be a tossup for me to choose just one." "I'd like to see them," he says. She points to a dimly lighted dome many blocks away in the mid-horizon. "That's Convocation Hall over there." He nods against her neck and looks where she is pointing. "God, I haven't been there in ages," she muses. "I used to love sitting in the courtyard to study or eat lunch on a fall day when the leaves had partially covered the ground. It's a beautiful spot. Like being transported back in time." "Sounds nice," he says. "It is." "Take me there tomorrow?" She looks back at him and says, "Really?" "Of course," he says. "Of course I want to see your favourite places." She smiles and presses her lips against his. Nico's stomach growls behind her, and she giggles. "Hungry?" she asks. "I just realized how much," he chuckles. "You?" In response her stomach rumbles, too. They both laugh heartily, as he turns toward her, taking her in his arms. "Time for room service," he says. "And perhaps a little more rest before we start round two...er... three. What are we on now?" Keira giggles, and her eyes widen with excitement and delight. ...to be continued in chapter 5 *** Dear readers, I know, I know... I said this was a four-chapter story, but when I got to the end of this chapter, I found there was more story to be told. It's not my fault. Blame Keira and Nico. It's not the first time this story has morphed and taken on a life of it's own. :) Rest assured, Chapter 5 is on its way. Thanks for reading. ~sleeplessgurl