She moans. She definitely didn’t object. Nova leans forward on the other side of the table. He’s taken a keen interest, splitting his attention between watching Axel eat pussy and the ecstasy on Wendy’s face.

Axel moves a hand to her belly. I’m tempted to get my dick out and spray her belly with cum. He could rub it in for me. She’s going to look so good when her belly’s rounded with my baby.

Then her eyes roll back, her moans escalate, and her hand slaps out, grabbing my forearm. Her fingernails dig in. I hope she leaves her mark on me. She’s doing the same to Nova on the other side. Then she splinters apart.

Her body falls limp, her chest heaving as Axel eases his drenched face away from her sex. He rubs a hand over his mustache and beard, inhaling deeply.

“Let me do that to you every day, Princess.”

“Uh-huh,” she says.

I’m going to take that as a commitment.

Nova’s shoulders are bunched up ever so slightly. He keeps shifting from one foot to the other. I get that he has commitment issues, but how can he resist Wendy?

He bites his lower lip and is a little too fidgety with the way he holds her hand. What’s going on with him?

Eight

Nova

“Nocommitment,right?”Itread lightly before making my big admission. I’m worried that if I wait, I’ll miss my chance. The evil glare I get from Knight tells me he doesn’t approve.

“Yeah,” Wendy says, sitting up and sipping her cocoa.

“I need to tell you something.” There’s not a breath deep enough to make me feel ready for this.

“Okay,” she says, but they’re all staring at me.

I blurt out my secret. “I’ve never had sex.”

She spews cocoa onto my shirt and the floor. “Oh my God, I’m sorry.” She starts to jump up, but I hold her in place.

The shock on Knight’s and Axel’s faces is what I expected. “Keep your comments to yourselves, guys.”

I turn to her. “Let one of them clean the floor. Here’s the deal. I’m not ready for a relationship. You’re not ready for a relationship, but I want to give this a try.”

She shakes her head. “Your nickname is Nova but I remember it used to be Casanova. I assumed…”

“Just how guys razz each other. Casanova because I gave my heart away too easily. They reduced it to Nova as a joke. A loose translation to ‘no go’ in Spanish, since I quit dating.” I rub my thumb over her lips. “But I want to explore this with you.”

She grabs my wrist, kisses my thumb, and it’s the best confirmation she can give me. “Do you want me to roll the dice?”

“No dice needed. I know what I want.” I reach around her, unzipping her dress.

“No commitment.” She unfastens my belt.

“Why set ourselves up for failure? Relationships never work.” I lift the dress over her head.

The way she lifts her arms, and the little wiggle she does is almost enough to send me over the edge. Her hands sliding over my strained underwear are no help.

“And a relationship like this… Our family would never approve.” She tackles my shirt, and while I’m happy to be one step closer to naked with her, I miss her touch on my cock.

I unfasten her bra. “Which is why we have to keep this a secret. Unless we’re sure…” Damn her tits are perfect. I hold them in my hands, dragging my thumbs over her tight rosy nubs.

She works the waistband of my underwear over my erection and pushes them down. “Which is why you have to audition. We might try it out and decide it’s not for us.”

I don’t think that’s going to be the problem, but I can’t bring myself to say it. I just don’t understand how I could give my heart away to women who didn’t want it. I guide her to the counter.