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

Chapter 21

Chapter

Twenty-One

NOVA

“ C an I vote?” I close my eyes and try to ignore my brother while my wife is clearly struggling with the news that her mother has been a manipulative bitch.

“No,” Simone says, straightening her spine and lifting her chin in the air.

There’s my girl.

She pulls out her phone and dials a number. She taps her foot while the call connects and stares right at her punk-ass ex. He doesn’t deserve her time or attention, and I’m about to knock him out.

“Daddy, did you know that your wife was blackmailing the Reid brothers for personal gain and used us girls as leverage?” Well, she didn’t mince her words at all.

The pride I feel for her in this moment causes my dick to stir.

She’s getting an extra orgasm tonight.

“Speaker!” Maverick hisses.

“Shut it, Mayhem,” I growl, using his road name because tonight he’s acting the part.

He sticks his tongue out at me while Simone glares at us.

She does as he asks, though the room fills with her father’s rich timbre.

“Your mother has always been materialistic.” I arch an eyebrow.

“You mean she’s a greedy bitch who will stop at nothing to get what she wants, including selling off her own children. What I want to know is if she acted alone. Cause I swear to God I’ll come back to Toronto to get my pussies and never look back. Disown isn’t strong enough of a word for what I’ll do.” The man sighs but doesn’t answer.

“I see.” A single tear falls down her cheek.

“I’ve made my bed, sweetheart. I hope yours is more comfortable. You take care.” Her father hangs up, and the phone drops from Simones’s hand.

“He knew and did nothing,” she sobs, and I can’t stand it any longer.

“Betsey, have Roger drop this piece of shit off at the airport.” I lift Simone into my arms, and Maverick moves ahead of me to get to the door.

“With or without his clothes?” Her evil face makes me stop and think over her question.

“I don’t give a fuck.” She nods, and I’m out the door.

I climb the stairs two at a time and rush down the corridor to my office. Maverick opens my door, and I nod at him while I pass.

“Thanks, bro.” His matching grin is all I get.

He closed us in my office, and I knew he was standing outside so no one would disturb us. I sit on my sofa and rub her back.

“What can I do to help?” I ask helplessly.

She shakes her head, which is buried in my neck, as she claws her nails into my shoulders, trying to hug me closer to her.

“Shhh, I’m not going anywhere, Dove. Consider me your anchor in these rocky waters. I will not let you float away, so you cry as long as you need to.” I kiss her forehead and sway our bodies gently.

“I don’t deserve you.” I scoff at her words.

“That’s absurd. Everyone deserves someone who loves them. All you need to do is let me.” I soothe her hair away from her face so I can see her eyes.

“I don’t know how.” I smile down at her sad eyes.

“I know, Dove, but I’ll teach you.” I bring my lips to hers and slowly kiss her until she’s panting.

“Maddox,” she groans as I shift her so she’s under me on the couch.

“As much as I enjoy looking at your ass in these jeans, I think I much prefer you in dresses and skirts.” I flip the button on her pants and pull them down, not being bothered with the zipper.

As soon as they clear her knees, I flip her legs over my head and undo my own pants. The sofa groans and shifts, hitting the wall.

“Oh my God! They’ll hear!” she hisses.

“Fuck them. The only person I care about is right here.” I work my cock against her wet core until we’re both groaning.

The moment I enter her, my world stops spinning. She is the center of my universe, and I block out everything else. I work her over until she’s screaming my name. It’s not until she slaps me across the face that I come back down to Earth.

“Christ woman, did I hurt you?” I rub my jaw.

“We broke the sofa!” A hysterical giggle follows her statement as I look around us.

Sure enough, we are leaning on a tilt, and she has her arm stretched above her head, bracing our weight to hold us steady.

“And?” I start to move again, and she moans.

“Don’t ever stop me unless I hurt you. I will spank you later for making me lose my rhythm.” I thrust harder, shifting her hips to get deeper.

“Fuck!” she groans when I hit that sensitive spot, which I know she loves.

“Love, Dove. I’m loving you.” I kiss her because there really isn’t much else to say until the other two legs of the sofa give out, and we really do crash to the floor.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

“YOU BOTH OK?” Maverick yells through the door as we both laugh.

“Gods, I love you,” Simone whispers in my ear as she cums so hard I follow.

“Never better!”