Chapter 11
Mica
Nova came to me when she didn’t want to be alone, asked to share my bed, and trusted me enough to ask for sex. Her kiss blew every expectation I had for tonight right out of the water. Now she’s in bed and in my arms, my one and only goal is to make her want to stay at my side.
I’ve been careful not to pressure her with all my wants and needs and to give her time to figure out what she wants for herself.
It’s been hard to dial back the overwhelming hunger I have for her.
I know that Nova doesn’t do anything she doesn’t want to do, so waiting for her to come to me was definitely the right call.
My wife is both beautiful and smart. She doesn’t make rash decisions. That means she carefully thought this through and chose me deliberately. That knowledge does more to undo my careful restraint than anything else could have. Pride surges in my chest to know I’m chosen.
I pull her closer and kiss her back the way she deserves to be kissed.
She’s never experienced intimacy before.
That means that tonight is all about her pleasure.
My cock doesn’t know it yet, but he’s getting ignored unless she explicitly asks for it.
I have no intention of allowing her first time to be anything other than spectacular.
She makes a small sound of pleasure against my mouth and slays me. I’m laser focused on her every response. I slide my tongue into her mouth, and she responds by sliding her fingers through my hair. I fuckin’ love the way she gently scratches my scalp.
When she pulls back, I tell her quietly, “We don’t have to rush anything.”
“But what if I want to?” she asks.
“Well now, that’s a different matter. Since you’re my old lady, I’m required by biker code to give you so many orgasms that you either pass out or beg me to stop.”
She just laughs, carefree and delighted with my sense of humor. Since most people don’t care for it, I’m thrilled that the one woman I can’t live without actually likes me.
“Good. I definitely want all those orgasms you promised. I’m greedy that way.”
That’s the most Nova thing she could have possibly said, and it makes me adore her all the more. I bring my hand up to her face, brush her hair back and take my time removing her bra and panties. It’s not every day a beautiful woman I adore knocks on my bedroom door mostly naked, I think wryly.
I pull the curtain back to let in a little moonlight and give her what I think of as the slow and tender treatment.
It starts with kisses that trail from her mouth down her neck and straight to her glorious breasts.
She has small breasts that are perfect for her slender form.
I enjoy taking my time, finding out what turns her on and then making sure she gets it.
I tease her nipples into two tiny points, then I suck on each one until she is squirming with pleasure beneath me.
Then I kiss my way down her body, amused when she hurries me along by pushing my head down.
There is no better feeling in the world than Nova being eager to experience my tongue on her clit for the first time.
I lift her up slightly with both hands beneath her ass and slide my tongue along her pretty slit.
Everything about her scent and sweetness calls to me as a man. I’m hooked at the first taste.
The little moans and sighs she makes, has my cock feral with need.
It feels like I’m gonna burst the seams of my boxers.
It’s throbbing and painful, but I don’t pay him any mind.
I’ve much better things to worry about right now.
I can tell that I’m wrecking my pretty wife’s world because she’s babbling incoherently, mostly begging me not to stop.
By the time I add my fingers to her wet pussy, she’s coming all over the place for the first time.
She needed that but from now on, I’m going to hold back a little.
No need to rush the best thing in my life.
I want to give her as much pleasure as she can take because she deserves all the best things in life.
This woman loves my touch. I can tell because when I suck on her clit, she comes screaming my name.
I get the distinct impression she didn’t expect me to do that.
Her innocence is endearing. I give her a moment to rest while I lick up all the sweet honey she spilled and redouble my efforts.
I’m looking for number three when she puts one knee on my shoulder and pushes me back. Shocked, I stare up at her.
“Did I do something you didn’t like?” I ask, genuine worry churning in my gut.
“No. I just don’t know how much more energy I have left, and you haven’t had any sex yet.”
“I’m fine,” I assure her. “I can give you orgasms all night long with my mouth. I love it when you come on my tongue.”
“So do I,” she shoots back breathlessly, “But that’s not real sex. Is your dick broken or something?”
I snort a laugh. “Of course not. I’ve done what I can to prepare your body to take it, but it’s not gonna be easy.”
She props up on one arm, like she does when she has something to say. “It can’t be that big a deal.”
I raise an eyebrow at that. She ain’t seen what I’m packing.
She gestures to my bulge. “Bring it on. My gramps didn’t raise no quitter.”
I shoot her a frown as I jerk my boxers off. “Don’t talk about that old man while we’re naked.”
She starts to answer, agreement clear on her face, and then stops when my cock springs free.
I sit there for a minute and let her have a nice long look at eight and a half inches of cut male perfection.
Either she’s gonna want to try it out, or she’s going to decide it’s too much.
I’m hoping for the former, but I’ll respect her no if she wants to pass.
It wouldn’t be the first time a woman passed on what I’m packin’.
Before I can get a clear read on what her decision is going to be, she’s pushing me back onto the bed and throwing one leg over my hips.
“I didn’t know virgins were so eager. I thought I was gonna have to teach you…”
She settles onto my cock and cuts me off. “What did you think you were going to have to teach me? I’m not ignorant of how sex works.”
I don’t even want to know how she’s so knowledgeable about something she’s never done but she tells me anyway. “I took health class, like every other kid in California. Our textbooks had diagrams.” She gives me a one shouldered shrug, “Plus, teen girls talk.”
Before I can get my head around all that, she’s doing her best to get her pussy to stretch around my cock. I pull her down on top of me and work with her, flexing my hips in a series of tiny thrusts, meant to breach her core. When it doesn’t work, I give her ass a playful smack.
“You’re gonna have to relax that sweet pussy of yours in order for this to work. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything unexpected, like shove in all at once.”
She does exactly as I ask, her legs go limp on either side of me, and I slowly work myself into her body. When I’m all the way in, we rest for a few moments to give her time to adjust.
She eventually sits up and moves slowly at first, as if she’s unsure of her movements. I steady her with both hands on her waist as she comes into her own sexually right before my eyes.
I watch in awe as she moves on top of me with the kind of sensual grace I’ve rarely seen in a woman.
Her hips move back and forth as she tilts her head back.
Her small, pert breasts bounce with the rhythm of her movements.
And the pleasure she gives my swollen, aching cock is unimaginable.
I’ve never wanted something so much and found that getting it was more satisfying than I ever imagined.
It doesn’t take much for me to be close, and when she speeds up, it’s all I can do to hold on and wait for her. The second she comes all over my cock, I come so hard that it feels explosive. When she collapses on top of me, I wrap my arms around her and hold her close as we catch our breath.
She eventually moves off me, and I spoon her from behind.
She says something I don’t catch. It sounds like ‘I love you’.
I’m still processing that as she tumbles off to sleep in my arms. I gently pull the blanket up around her shoulders and run my hand down her soft arm.
Nova shifts slightly and presses closer against my still wet cock.
I tighten my arm around her without thinking about it.
Holding her is my new favorite thing in life.
We got leveraged into this marriage, and against all odds, we’ve grown to care about and maybe even love each other.
It’s turning out to be the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
I would sign that marital agreement a thousand times over, protect her from assholes who just want to take advantage of her, and support her through her grief if that was the price of having her in my life.
***
Nova is still asleep when I wake up the next morning. She’s lying on her side with one hand curled under her cheek, snoring gently. I watch her for a few minutes without moving.
This beautiful woman is my wife in more than name only now.
I know the critical importance of the first time after marriage.
The fact that we consummated our marriage last night is not lost on me.
This is a huge step for us. It means she cares about and trusts me. I certainly feel the same about her.
I ease out of bed without waking her, shower, and pull on clean jeans and a shirt from the drawer.
Nova’s phone lights up on the nightstand. She stirs from her sleep, rolls over, and reaches for it automatically. I watch her face change from drowsy to annoyed. She holds the phone out to me without a word.
I take the phone from her, already knowing where this is headed.
Sure enough, Devon is blasting her over what happened at the grocery store yesterday.
He’s saying I broke his nose, calling it an unprovoked assault by a member of a one-percent motorcycle club.
He says he’s going to file a police report this morning and a lawsuit after that.
He finishes up his tirade by telling her that once I’m in jail, she’ll be all his. Poor Devon isn’t very smart.
Then he immediately follows up with another text message about how this was always going to happen, how a man like Mica doesn’t deserve a woman like Nova.
He says that once the legal situation runs its course, she’ll understand who was really looking out for her all along.
The last line says, “When you’re ready to stop playing around with dirty bikers, you know where to find me. ”
I read it twice and then hand her phone back. “Devon’s in rare form today.”
She takes it out of my hand, running one hand through her messy hair. “I wish that I’d never met that asshole.”
“Me too. Why don’t you go shower,” I tell her. “I’ll get our coffee started.”
She looks at me with an expression of dread. “Mica. Don’t let him provoke you into doing something we’ll both regret.”
“I won’t. I’m not going to do anything stupid,” I tell her, holding her gaze so she can see that I’m being earnest. “We’ll talk after your shower.”
She puts her phone down and climbs out of bed. Uncaring about her nakedness, she pads to the bathroom across the hall.
I wait until I hear the bathroom door close and pull out my own phone.
Jasper picks up on the second ring. “What’s up, Mica?”
“I need Devon Marsh intercepted before he gets inside a police station,” I tell him.
A short pause. “How long do we have?”
“He sent the message a few minutes ago. He’s in town, he’s got a broken nose, compliments of yours truly, and he’s running hot.”
“Do you have an address on this asshole?”
“He’s been using an apartment on Kellner.
Unsurprisingly, it’s called Kellner Commons.
His apartment number is 301. He drives a dark blue Ram truck.
If he’s going to the main precinct, there’s two routes that lead there.
Route 9, and the other that cuts through Mercer Overpass.
He’s likely to take the second in order to avoid morning traffic. ”
“Slate and I can cover those.”
“Take Onyx too. I don’t want outsiders involved, only family on this one.”
“Well, that sounds ominous. Are you coming?”
“I’ll meet you there. Gimme ten minutes.”
I hang up, go to my kitchenette, and make two cups of coffee using pods. I set Nova’s on the nightstand and stand anxiously by the window, sipping mine. She comes out of the bathroom in clean clothes with damp hair and bare feet. She sits on the bed and pulls on her socks and shoes.
I jerk my chin towards the nightstand. “I made you a cup of coffee.”
She reaches for it and asks before taking a drink, “What are you up to this morning? Are you going to look for Devon?”
“I’m sure you’ve already guessed that I am. The two of us need to have a little talk, one that communicates what a bad idea filing that police report is.”
When she frowns, I clarify, “I’m not gonna kill him.
I’m gonna make it very clear that escalating this situation is just gonna cause more trouble, since he’s not only harassing you but is stupid enough to do it by text, which is considered evidence in a court of law.
Then I’m gonna suggest that leaving town might be the best way to avoid more run-ins with me. ”
She wraps both hands around her coffee and looks at me over the rim. “He doesn’t work here. His family is from Arbor County. I don’t know why he’s hanging around unless it’s in order to annoy me. Do you think he’ll listen to the voice of reason?”
I assure her, “I can be very persuasive when I have to be.”
“Just don’t do anything they can charge you with. He’s not worth it.” Nova closes the distance between us and gives me a hug. This wonderful woman knows who she married. Therefore, she doesn’t expect me to be anything other than what I am.
When we break apart, she murmurs, “No matter what happens out there today, please be careful. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”
Giving her an indulgent smile, I murmur, “I’ve dealt with men like Devon a lot in my life. I know how to handle myself. Plus, my brothers are coming along for the ride.”
I give her one hard kiss before forcing myself to turn and walk away. The quicker I deal with this stupid fucker, the quicker I can come back to her.