Nova (MorningStar MC Novels, New Orleans Chapter #2)

Chapter 10

Chapter

Ten

SIMONE

H is provocative words make me swallow hard as he reaches for my ankle with the gentlest of touches. He taps my foot with a silly grin that makes that damn dimple pop even more.

“Lift.” My foot moves before the command fully registers in my brain.

He guides my foot inside the boot and then pulls the soft leather up my calf, over my knee, and then hesitates when the dress stops his progress.

“May I?” Oh, fuck me, yes.

I nod instead of begging him like in my head, but he must see my thoughts clear as day on my face cause his eyes darken a shade as his fingers grace the inside of my thighs to move the fabric and pull the thigh-high boots up into place.

When he breaks eye contact, I sigh both in relief and disappointment.

“One more Dove. Then I’m going to ask you a very serious question that we need to address before we leave this bedroom.” Well, that sounds ominous.

“Okay?” I whisper as he gets in position with the second boot.

He repeats the process yet again, this time without hesitation since gaining permission, but he stops with his hand holding my thigh. His eyes travel slowly up my body, and my nipples harden under his examination. He licks his lips when he notices, and then finally, his eyes meet mine.

“You had a question,” I prompt when I can’t take the look he’s giving me any longer.

I’m a hair’s breadth away from throwing myself on him.

“Yes, I want an honest answer.” I roll my eyes.

“I suck at lying, remember?” He chuckles, and his fingers move, reminding me how close to my core they are.

Just a few more inches.

He pinches me, and I gasp.

“Focus.” I nod and take a deep breath.

“Yes, fine. Ask your damn question.” We need to get out of my bedroom before I go crazy.

“Do you need to change your panties?” So totally not what I thought he was going to ask.

“What?” My brain has short-circuited.

“Are you wet for me, Dove?” I shake my head in confusion.

“You don’t know? Should I check?” His hand moves to the apex, and his fingers pull the lace thong that is soaked away from my skin.

“Simone?” I grab the sheets under my hands and squeeze them to keep myself in place.

“Check.” He smiles like a cat with a bowl of cream, and my head explodes when the fingers I was craving find my core to stroke my needy little clit effortlessly.

“Oh, Dove, these are ruined. Let’s get them off you.” He rips the lace off my body before his head dives under the fabric of my dress.

“Maddox!” I gasp at the first swipe of his tongue.

He doesn’t respond since his tongue was otherwise engaged with my clit.

“What?” His fingers enter me, and I stop talking.

My left hand pulls the fabric of my dress aside so I can run my fingers through his hair. The ring he put on my finger glitters in the sunlight streaming in from my bedroom window. It highlights the way he has me all but pinned to the bed as he devours me. When I finally glance down at him, what I find are his eyes glazed over, looking right up at me.

He’s a starving animal with a fresh kill in his teeth.

I cum so hard I’m sure my neighbors are calling the police from the sounds leaving my mouth.

“SIMONE!” Tyler’s voice echoes around my bedroom and shocks the shit out of me.

Maddox backs away, letting the dress fall to cover my weeping core. He licks his bottom lip before standing in front of me, leaving the bulge in his suit pants evident in my face.

“Is that your ex?” he asks calmly as I fume.

“My mother must have called him.” He nods at me.

“Does he have a key?” I open my mouth and then close it.

My mother let him in? Oh fuck no!

“He certainly does not.” I stand to walk around him, but a gentle hand on my hip stops me.

“No, please allow me. He’s trespassing.” The animal look is back in his eyes, and although I’m not scared of him, I know what he’s capable of.

“Don’t kill him. It’ll make us late to the party.” He blinks at me and then chuckles.

He leans in and runs his lips over mine, not a kiss, but it leaves my flavor in its wake, and I want to drag him back to me when he backs away just as stunted as I am.

“SIMONE!” Tyler screams again, and I grit my teeth.

“One punch,” Maddox growls as he turns away from me.

“I’ll kick him in the balls.” I agree as we both walk into the hallway to go downstairs.

“Who the fuck are you?” Tyler says to Maddox when he comes into view.

“My fiancee, you asshole! Why are you in my house?” I push past Maddox and confront Tyler myself.

“You can not be serious.” A hand on my shoulder stops me from responding.

“As serious as her sister sucking your dick during her rehearsal dinner.” Tyler steps back and blinks a few times.

“I remember you,” he points at Maddox as if accusing him of something.

“He does have a brain.” Maddox smiles down at me.

“Simone is mine, how dare you…” I’ve never seen anyone move so fast.

One moment, Maddox is looking at me as if I hung the moon, and the next, he has Tyler up against my wall by the throat.

“Who’s?” he growls in Tyler’s face, which is redder than a tomato.

“I want to get one thing perfectly clear,” he snarls in his face.

“Simone is mine. Not yours. She stopped being anything to you the moment you stuck that pathetic excuse of a dick into her sister. Now I’m going to let you down, and you’re going to leave. If I catch you within ten feet of Simone again, I promise you’ll regret the day.” Maddox drops Tyler, who coughs a few times before looking at me.

“Are you really leaving me for him?” Maddox punches him in the gut and steps away just in time to miss the vomit that hurls out of him.

“Shit!” I run into the kitchen to grab paper towels and some disinfecting spray.

When I return, Tyler is shirtless and swabbing up my floor with it.

“Hand it to him, Dove. You’re done cleaning up his mess.” I drop them next to where Tyler is kneeling and go over to Maddox.

His arms go around me, instantly pulling me as close to him as humanly possible.

As soon as Tyler is done, Maddox moves and opens my front door.

“The trash goes out back.” I remind Tyler as he walks out, head down.

He stops with a retort he never gets to share because Maddox slams the door closed and dangles a key in his hand.

“I took the liberty of removing these from him.” It’s the set identical to the ones I gave my mother.

She must have made copies.

“That bitch.” I go to take them, but he shakes his head and places them in his pocket.

“We’re late. Grab your purse.” I nod and walk over to my side table.

As I move, I realize I’m no longer wearing panties.

“I need to go grab,” Maddox grabs my hips from behind and kisses the back of my neck softly.

I glance over my shoulder, and his eyes have that animalistic look again.

“You have everything you need right here, Dove.”