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Cesare – 11 years ago – age 16
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I FIND MYSELF STALKING Kins because I can’t stand it that she’s on a date. I know she only sees me as a brother, but I sure as hell don’t see her as my sister. While I’ve grown to almost six feet, Kinsey’s still just as tiny, although, her body and face have changed. Her hips and ass have filled out, and her full, pink lips always tantalize me. My hormones are in overdrive, and I’ve been having dreams about her. When I’ve kissed other girls, she’s popped up behind my eyelids. I want to kiss her. Touch her bare, smooth, bronze skin. Sift my hands through her long black hair. Taste her. Fuck her.
“Fuck!” I hiss out loud in anger.
I should’ve told her not to go. My entire being repels the idea of Parker dancing with her and touching her. Therefore, I’m now at Bar 50 – the bar that allows minors – following Parker to the men’s room.
Before he steps inside, a friend fist-bumps him and says, “Fucking Kinsey tonight, Parker?!”
“That’s the plan.”
“Good going! Another virgin for you.”
This is why I hate Parker. He’s an entitled asshole, and he hides it well. I trail him to the bathroom and into the stall.
“What the fuck?!” he shrieks.
Quickly, I close and lock the door and push him down onto the toilet.
“Cesare! Fuck!”
He knows exactly why I’m here and tries to jump up, so I punch him in the nose.
“I believe I was clear when I said that Kinsey was off-limits,” I snarl, grabbing him by his collar.
“I wasn’t really going to fuck her, man.”
“No, you’re not. If I ever see you near her again, I’ll cut your throat.”
His bottom lip trembles. “Shit. Sorry, man. I’ll stay away.” And he holds up both palms, so I instantly release him, causing him to fall back onto the toilet.
Then I unlock the door, wash my hands, and go to Kins.
Perched on a stool, she’s smoking hot in her tight jeans that hug her delectable round ass and a golden top that’s tied behind her neck. Kinsey always says that she’s so tiny that no one sees her, but she’s completely wrong. I see her. I see only her. I know that beneath that stunning girl is an even more beautiful soul.
Resting my hands on the bar, I cage her in from behind.
She turns her head so fast that she bumps my nose as I bend down.
“Ouch!” she rubs her nose cutely and frowns.
“Hey, Kins. I’m sorry about earlier.” I press my chest against her back, and she sighs.
She leans back toward me as I straighten so that her head falls against my chest.
“Apology accepted.”
My palms rake down her bare arms, and I feel her shiver when I press a kiss to the top of her head.
“What are we doing, Cesare? I’m here with Parker.” She swivels around on the stool, breaking our intimate contact.
“He left.”
“What? How do you know?” She glances around the bar.
“He was talking shit about you. And you were right. I don’t want you to be on this date.”
“Why not?”
“Because I can’t allow other guys to touch you.”
A tentative smile tugs at her lips. “So...?”
“So...um—”
“Cesare!” A blonde cheerleader from another school interrupts me, touching my arm.
“Who are you?” I ask, annoyed.
“I’ve heard about you. You dated my friend...” Then she glances at Kins. “Oh, hey, you must be his sister?”
Kinsey lifts a brow, glowering at her.
Before she answers, I say, “Yes.”
And Kins shoots me a stunned, hurt look, then starts to turn around, but I stop her stool and hold it.
“Please leave. I need to talk to my sister.” I stare at Kins and smirk, stepping closer to her.
The girl eyes our pose and hurries away to her friends at the other end of the bar.
I entwine our hands and tug her to the dance floor while the group of girls keep their attention focused on us.
“Want to shock them?” I suggest.
“What did you have in mind?” she probes with mischievous eyes.
I pull her body flush to mine and lock my arms around her middle, bending my head so we’re face-to-face, trapped in a cocoon of our own. “I’m Cesare, and you’re Lucrezia, and we’re having a very sordid affair.”
“An incest scandal?” She bites her lips playfully and twines her arms around my neck, pressing her breasts against my chest, and my blood flows south furiously.
“Let’s dirty dance,” I whisper.
And I sway Kinsey to the music. It feels like home to finally have the right girl in my arms. She pulls back, giving me a radiant smile. Kins feels it too, and an explicable sense of satisfaction warms me. Then everything around us shifts. Charges. Music fades into nothingness, and suddenly, we’re at a life changing moment.
Nuzzling Kinsey, I brush my lips across hers while my hands drift down to her ass. And then I crush my mouth to hers. My cock stirs when I coax her lips open and delve inside. With our bodies pressed together, we’re tasting and touching.
Out of breath, I pull back and rest my forehead against hers. “Your lips are so soft,” I utter.
“So are yours.”
That makes me groan.
“What?”
“I don’t want to hear how any part of me is soft at this moment,” I say.
The corner of her mouth tilts up, just slightly, and it makes her even more beautiful. “I’m sorry.”
I merely look at her, taking in all her features. How her eyes slant up a little at the corners, enhancing her exotic looks.
She glances behind my shoulder and laughs. The group of girls is staring at us in horror.
I chuckle too. “My Lucrezia, I’m going to kiss you again.”
Eagerly, I cradle her head and press my mouth against hers. She excitedly responds, and I need to be alone with her.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, please,” she says as I twine our fingers and head out to my BMW.
***
WE’RE CONTENTEDLY LYING on the grass in our spot in the park, Kinsey next to me, her head on my chest as I sift her bangs from her forehead.
“Cesare?”
“Yes?”
“Am I your girlfriend now?”
My movement in her hair stops, and she lifts her head.
“Of course you are,” I throw back. “What did you think? You’re mine now.”
She hesitates to voice her next statement. “Don’t be mad. I’m not the first girl you’ve kissed and haven’t dated afterward. I just needed to know.”
My god, she always knows how to make me feel good and calm. I love that about her.
I tangle my hand in her hair. “You are my girlfriend. And you’ll be my first in everything else because I promise you, we’ll be doing a lot more than kissing real soon.” Lightning-fast, I surprise her by grabbing her hips and lifting her to sit astride me. “Feel how hard I am for you. Because you’re so hot and delicious, I want to eat you.”
“Like...take a bite?”
I bark out a laugh. “No. I want to eat your pussy, piccolina. Lick you down there.”
Kinsey’s brows hit her hairline. “Um...”
“It’s going to happen, baby.” And I pull her forward to kiss her pretty mouth.
“I’m so horny,” I groan into her neck as she sits atop me.
Slowly, she rears back with an expectant gleam in her eyes. “Is there...anything we can do?”
Now it’s my turn to be surprised. “Yes. You can touch me.”
She slides down a bit as I unfasten my jeans, and she wraps her fingers around my cock.
Her tentative touch is absolutely enthralling to me, and I stiffen within seconds. Covering her hand with mine, I show her how to move.
It’s so hot to watch her jerking me off, and then I almost shoot my load when she asks, “Can I taste?”
A growl escapes me. “Woman, you’re going to be the death of me. Yes!”
Sweetly, she kisses the head of my cock and wraps her lips around me while pumping the base. I twist my hand in her hair and let my head fall back to the ground as my balls tighten when I guide her head.
“Watch your teeth,” I warn and release a growl of pleasure.
My harsh breathing fills the night, and I grunt as I come inside her mouth.
She swallows and slinks back up into my arms with a smile. In comfortable silence, we view a starry sky.