Nova: Silver Saints MC by Fiona Davenport (red scrolls of magic txt) 📗

thought maybe you could use some help,” I told Dom. “Maybe even take on an apprentice if Rylee’s interested.”

Rylee’s body went tense, but when she glanced up at me again, she was beaming, her eyes lit with hope.

“Absolutely,” Dom agreed without a second’s hesitation. “You obviously have a lot of knowledge and a knack for this.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her. “Have you thought about trade school?”

“No. I just assumed...I mean people just expected me to go to college, and I wanted out of my house, so that’s just what I thought I would do.”

“You don’t need a degree to be amazing at this since it obviously comes natural. However, if you want to learn it faster, learn it right.” He winked and smirked. “I’ll teach you everything they won’t at school.”

Rylee giggled, and the sound went straight to my dick. Seeing her with that car had been hot as fuck, and that badass sexy mixed with her sweet laughter brought my need to a boiling point. “You two can talk more in a few days...or a week...just...later,” I mumbled as I lifted my chin in farewell and dragged Rylee back into the clubhouse.

“But, I was still—”

I spun around and used my grip on her hand to yank her up against my body before lowering my head and crashing my mouth down over hers. She fell eagerly into the kiss, her arms locking around my neck and her tongue dancing with mine. I grabbed her ass and lifted her so her legs automatically circled my hips. After a minute, I knew I needed to stop if we had any hope of making it back to my room. “You’re amazing,” I rumbled after reluctantly ending the kiss. “So fucking sexy.”

Keeping her wrapped around me, I stalked to the back of the house and up the stairs. It wasn’t until we reached my room that I realized how quiet she’d been during the short walk. Once we were inside with the door shut and locked, I set her on her feet and cradled her beautiful face in my palms. Her green eyes were filled with confusion, and I kissed her forehead. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, angel?”

She was silent for a few beats, then she shrugged. “I don’t understand why this is happening to me. You’re...I mean, you're gorgeous. Dangerous and sexy, an incredible artist.” She shook her head and gestured to her body with a sweep of her hand. “I’m just average. Brown hair, brown eyes, medium height, size fourteen...there’s nothing special about me.”

I stared at her, unable to speak, and she blushed, her eyes darting away for a moment before coming back to me since I was holding her face right in front of mine.

“You’re fucking blind, Rylee,” I finally rasped out. “There is nothing ordinary or plain about you. My mouth waters for every one of your curves. You fit perfectly into my body. When your eyes sparkle, I want to get lost in them. And these curls…” I ran my fingers through her hair. “Somehow, they make you adorable and sexy as fuck at the same time.”

My hands glided down from her head, over her shoulders, and down her torso to grab her hips. Holding her close, I pressed my aching shaft against her belly and grunted, “This is what you do to me, angel.”

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