Page 16 of Nova

6

Promise

I'll admit, I wasn't only apprehensive about riding on the back of a motorcycle, I was scared shitless. Not only have I never been on a bike, but for a split second when I climbed on behind Nova, I wanted to change my mind about this whole crazy night. But now, I don't want the night or the ride to end. That tiny voice inside my head is likeso what he's a member of the local MC, live a little, Promise.So here I am, living a little. Even if just for one night.

Leaning further into Nova, I can't help but take in the smell of his cologne paired with the scent of his leather cut and motor oil. He's intoxicating, and it's making the space between my thighs tingle. Almost as if he knows how my body is reacting to him, Nova peers over his shoulder at me and gives me that look. The same look he gave me at the bar, one that says he's got the skills to back up his cockiness.

Smiling, I loosen the grip I have on Nova's waist and unglue myself from his form, lean back a bit, close my eyes, and enjoy the warm night air as it dances across my face. When my eyes open, I take in the scenery around me. Nova turns off onto an unpaved road where nothing surrounds us but trees and darkness. We ride for at least a mile with no sight of the living. Nerves settle into my stomach, and I have a brief moment where I second-guess my decision to go home with a stranger.

Not just any stranger, but a man who is a member of the New Orleans motorcycle club, The Kings of Retribution. Nova's cut is one of the first things I took in when I approached him earlier. I don't know what came over me.Liquid courage, perhaps?Maybe it was my intuition paired with the fact he willingly gave his address to London so I would feel safe. I can't explain it, but something tells me I can trust him.

Before long, Nova takes a left turn, and I tighten my hold on him as a house comes into view. I continue to appraise his home as he pulls up in front of the house and parks. Aside from the porch light, I can't see much, but I can see Nova has a beautiful place. Not a home I expected him to have. My eyes go from the house to Nova when he cuts the engine to his motorcycle and holds his hand out for me to climb off. Not two seconds later, he swings his leg over his bike and rips the helmet from my hand, tossing it to the ground. The next thing I know, his mouth is on mine, swallowing my shocked gasp. He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth. He tastes like whiskey and sin and it's so damn good. I don't waste any time giving as good as I'm getting.

"Fuck. I knew you'd taste sweet," Nova growls, tearing his mouth from mine.

I don't let him get another word in because a fire I never knew I had, breaks free, and I tangle my hand in his thick hair and pull his mouth back down on mine. This aggressiveness is a new side to me. One I'm not sure of. All I know is, I need his taste and I'm desperate to have his lips back on mine. So much so, my panties are soaked. And when Nova brings his palms down, reaches under my skirt, and cups my ass, he slips his finger down between my legs, feeling how wet I am for him.

"Fuck, babe."

This time when our connection breaks, we're both left panting.

"Wrap your legs around me, Sugar," Nova orders as he hauls me up. I do as I'm told and wrap my legs around his waist then proceed to pepper kisses along his neck while my fingers explore his beard. I never considered myself a beard woman, but now, I see what the fuss is about. I barely register him, carrying me up the steps of the porch and the front door swinging open before my back is pressed against a wall. With his right hand under my ass helping hold me up, Nova brings his left hand up and yanks down the front of my top exposing both breasts the same time I tear his t-shirt off over his head, displaying a hard chest full of colorful ink that also runs the length of his arm. I don't have time to take in his tattoos because my brain turns to mush and my body to molten when he dips his head down and takes one of my nipples into his mouth.

I moan. "Oh, God." His hot wet mouth on my body causes my pussy to clench and I start grinding against his abs. "Nova."

Releasing my nipple, he looks into my eyes, his chest heaving. "Take my cock out."

Oh, hell. He doesn't have to ask me twice.Reaching between our bodies, I go to work unbuckling his belt. I then unsnap his jeans, slide the zipper down and reach inside, finding him commando. My hand then comes into contact with Nova's long and very thick cock, so thick my fingers are unable to wrap around it fully. Once his cock is free from its confines, I waste no time guiding it to where I desperately need it. In a daze, I barely register Nova ripping my panties from my body. And the moment the head of his cock kisses my opening, he grabs my hand that's between us and pins it to the wall above my head. Next, he surges his hips forward, burying himself inside me, knocking the breath from my lungs. I gasp, "Oh."

"I knew this would be the sweetest fuckin' pussy I'd burry my cock in." Nova starts to fuck me against the wall as he grunts his dirty words into my ear. And the only thing I can do is hold on for the ride. I hold onto him so hard my nails leave marks across his back.

"Fuck yeah, babe. Mark me. Put your mark all over me while my cock marks your pussy like no man before me has and like no man after me will." The moment the words leave his mouth, my pussy spasms. "That's it, Sugar. Come all over my cock."

At Nova's command, my pussy clamps down around his length, and I come. I come like I have never come before as flashes of light dance behind my eyelids. With one final thrust, Nova plants himself inside me to the hilt and buries his face in the crook of my neck as he rides out his own release.

During my post-orgasm haze, I register Nova carrying me up a set of stairs and down a hallway.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you to my bed where I can fuck you properly."

Fuck me properly? I thought that's what he just did.

"But, we just…" My words are cut short as I'm tossed onto a king-size bed.

"What happened downstairs was just a preshow, Sugar. I haven't even begun to worship you yet."

I fall speechless and all I can do is stare up at him from where I'm lying and watch as he kicks off his boots and strips out of his jeans completely. Nova is taller than I first imagined. He has to be at least 6 feet 3 inches tall. He also has the most beautiful hazel eyes. And let's not forget the sexy as sin beard. A beard I have decided I'm obsessed with. He looks sexy as hell standing at the foot of the bed with only the moonlight shining through the window. The brown hair on his head is short on the sides but long on top. And right now, it's a disheveled mess. It only adds to his sexiness.I wonder what his beard would feel like between my thighs.

"Don't worry, babe. We have all night for you to find out." Nova smirks.

Wait. Did I say that out loud?

Stepping to the foot of the bed, Nova grabs hold of my ankles and hauls me toward him. Next, he takes my hand and urges me to sit up. When I do, I come face to face with his cock, which is still at attention. I lick my lips. Reaching behind my back, Nova slides the zipper of my top down, removing it, then tosses it to the floor. Taking advantage of what's in front of me, I take his cock in my hand and bring my mouth down over the head. A moan escapes my mouth as his musky flavor mixed with mine assaults my taste buds. He sucks in a sharp breath and lets out a string of curse words. "Shit, fuck."

His pleasure only intensifies my urge to take more of him in my mouth. I suck and lick the length of him like I'm starved for his taste. Too soon for my liking, Nova grips my hair and pulls me off. I release his cock with apop.

"That mouth of yours feels so fuckin' good, babe, but it's your pussy I want."

---