Silver Saints MC Volume 2

I bent low and kissed her until she was breathing hard, then pulled back and squeezed her ample hips. “I think I need to show you exactly why this body is my own personal wonderland.”

10

Rylee

The vow I had made to try to keep my vagina away from Nova’s penis had flown out the window the moment he suggested that Dom take me on as an apprentice in the garage. He’d gone beyond showing me that he was paying attention to my hopes and dreams—he’d set things in motion to try to make them come true. The only other person in my life who would’ve done the same was my dad, who had been protective of me. Nova’s actions had made me see him in a new light, and I didn’t worry about him trying to control me anymore...which meant I was free to give in to my overwhelming desire for the sexy MC enforcer.

Not that I’d done a bang up job of staying away from him anyway. But he made it nearly impossible when he made me feel so powerful for being the object of his desire. For making him hard.

At least now I didn’t need to regret what had already happened between us. Or everything I was hoping we were about to do. “Does this showing involve orgasms?”

“As many as your sexy-as-fuck body can take.” The sensual promise in his deep voice and dark eyes sent a shiver down my spine, making me weak in the knees.

I twined my arms around his neck and whispered, “Then yes, please show me.”

Nova didn’t waste a moment, quickly stripping us both out of our clothes before carrying me to the bed. When my back hit the mattress, he crashed down on top of me. His hard-on brushed against my wetness, making me gasp and arch toward him. But his fingers dug into my hips as he pushed me back down again. “Not so fast, angel. Gotta make you come first. Hard and long. Then I can take that sweet cherry you saved for me.”

His dirty talk rocked my world almost as much as his mouth and fingers. Holding on to my virginity hadn’t even been an intentional decision, but I was grateful that circumstances had led me to this moment with Nova. I wanted him to be the only man who ever touched me. “It’s all yours.”

“Damn straight, it is,” he growled, nipping at the pulse point in my neck hard enough to leave a mark. “Every single inch of your body is mine, Rylee. Always will be.”

“Yes,” I gasped as his lips drifted lower to wrap around one of my nipples. I felt the pull of his mouth deep in my core, my inner walls clenching in need. His palms kneaded the plump mounds of my breasts while he toyed with the turgid peaks. I was a writhing and panting mess when he finally kissed his way down to my pussy.

“You’re already drenched for me.” His tongue swept out and swiped up my center. “Mmm, best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted. Someday, I’m going to feast on this sweet little pussy for hours. But not today. I need to feel you wrapped around my cock too damn bad to last that long.”

“Rain check,” I panted as he flicked his tongue over my pussy lips, fisting my hands in his hair. “Your mouth feels so good. You won’t hear any complaints from me if you want to lick and suck for an entire day.”

“Just think of all the orgasms I’ll give you.” He looked up at me, and his lips curved into a sexy grin. “Like this one.”

He spread me open with his fingers, flicking his tongue over my clit. My hips lifted off the mattress, and he slid his palms under my butt to hold me closer to his face. His tongue circled around the sensitive nub, and my nails dug into his scalp as he devoured me using his tongue, teeth, and lips. He kept his dark eyes on mine while he drove me close to the edge. Flicking my clit. Licking between my wet folds. Dipping his tongue inside me. Over and over again until I flew apart and screamed his name. Only then did he finally settle between my legs with the tip of his cock notched at my entrance. “You ready for me, angel?”

“Uh-huh.” I gripped his shoulders and nodded, my breath catching in my throat when he surged forward in one powerful thrust. I cried out from the pain, and a few tears streamed down my cheeks. My body tensed up, and I clutched at his body, chanting, “Don’t move. Don’t move. Don’t move.”

“I’m sorry, angel. I was hoping that if I went fast, it wouldn’t hurt as much.” He kissed my cheeks until no trace of my tears was left behind. Then he teased my lips with his tongue, and they parted. He devoured my mouth the same way he had my pussy, keeping the rest of his body still until the tension finally left mine. Lifting his head to examine my expression, he asked, “Better now?”