Page 29 of Nova

“No, it’s not. This is more Simone.” I surprise her, but not as much as myself.

That was not my carefully rehearsed answer that everyone gets because fuck me, she isn’t like any of the others.

She’s fucking more.

“What makes me different?” If that wasn’t a loaded question.

I try my very best never to lie but fuck the truth here and now is going to hurt like a son of a bitch. Something that I loath to do, so I sigh and lean forward, elbow to knees, taking both her hands in mine.

“I don’t know. Let me answer that when I figure it out.” She tries to pull away, but I shake my head at her.

“No, Dove. You can’t pull away from me and leave me with the taste of you on my tongue. I can’t give you an answer when I haven’t found it yet. What I can say is that I am very much looking forward to finding it.” Her eyes go to my mouth.

“Don’t,” I hiss as my cock swells in my pants.

“Don’t what?” She looks entranced, and I feel the same fucking way.

Dammit, I’m breaking all my fucking rules for this woman, and damn if that isn’t telling.

“Don’t look at me like that.” She licks her lips and moves a strand of my hair off my forehead.

“Why?” Her little grin confirms my theory.

Fucking little brat.

“Cause when you do, all I can think of is fucking you, and I can’t.” She sucks in a breath and then frowns when my words register.

“Why?” The tone in her voice switches from playful and lusty to insulted instantly.

I lean back, dropping her hands and giving us some much-needed room to calm down.

“A few reasons,” I look down at my lapels and straighten them.

“Which are?” Her voice is rising, and I arch my eyebrow.

“One because I owe you a spanking, which you just earned three more swats from this little outburst.” She rolls her eyes.

“Make that five.” Her cheeks turn red.

“WHAT?” I ignore her and continue my list.

“Two because I need more space to work. I could get it done in this space if we weren’t worried about wrinkling our clothes.” She crosses her arms on her chest to hide her hard nipples when she catches me staring at them as I talk.

“And three. Not enough time. We’re here.” I grin at her as the limo stops, and she gasps, looking around as if she’d forgotten where we were heading and why.

She slides herself to the opposite end of the limo to avoid the door.

“I’m not ready,” she starts to panic, and I cup her cheek in my hand.

“Simone. Breathe,” I let a little growl slip into my command, and she takes a big gulp.

“Dove, you have me by your side. I am your knight in shining armor today. Nothing, and no one will hurt you. You have my word.” And apparently, my heart, too, cause it hits me like a brick wall.

There is a very short list of women I would ever make that promise to, and Simone just shot up to the top position. I would die for this woman.

“All right, I trust you.” Fuck me sideways.

She might as well have told me she loved me, too.

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