Chapter 9|Fuck Nova

Nova

"What the hell was that?" I huff out.

He looks at me still covered by the same mask he puts on to protect himself. "You're hot when you're mad." He dares to smirk at me.

"That's not what we are here for!" I shout frustrated.

"Then why did you bring me here?" He circles his arm around my waist, crashing our chests together.

"To...talk." I breathe out my mind foggy.

"I have a better idea." He suggests, inching closer to my face.

I remember the way he acted towards me back there, the cold shoulder and flip of emotions. It has my anger coming back enough to push him away.

"No! Who do you think you are?" I push his chest and out of his grip.

He sighs running a hand through his hair harshly.

"Who you know I am, Nova." He turns away from me.

"I don't know anything about you, grey!" I raise my arms frustrated.

"Exactly!" He turns around harshly with dark eyes. "You don't know anything about me." He spits out. "So stop trying to. Everyone thinks they can just worm their way in and be the one to 'change me'. You can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved." He turns around leaving me feeling stupid.

I take a step back, hurt by the way he talked to me. I didn't have any intention of changing him, clearly, I was just stupid to think he would talk and treat me with respect. Obviously, I was wrong. Then my mother comes into my head. With her strong personality and powerful aura, I remember I'm a Quinn. Nobody fucking talks down to me.

"I know you're the son of the most powerful man. You should know I'm also the fighter of a very powerful woman." I take a step closer.

"So don't you talk down to me as if I'm nothing compared to you" I step closer so that he looks at me.

"I told you you're hot when you're mad." He smiles at me.

I let out a sigh. There's no getting through to him."Okay, I'm just saying this once. We're working together so I hope we can get along."

"Look...I'm sorry." He cringes when he says that.

I stand there mouth agape. Did the Grayson Blackwell just say sorry? He and his family are known to never respect anyone. Hell, saying sorry is unknown to the mafia family. however, the knowledge that I got him to say sorry to me makes me feel powerful, or as others would say. cocky.

"What?" I whisper out.

"You know what I said, I'm not saying it again." He grumbles.

"I'm just shocked," I admit with a smile.

"Fuck sake, Nova. You make me..." he sighs hanging his head low.

"Make you what?" I ask softly.

He peers at me through his dark eyelashes. That look...I know that look all too well. My body reacts to that look. Making my heart speed up, my breaths short, my core burn with desire only he can create.

"Make me want to fuck you until you scream my name out." He clenched his jaw.

oh. cool

"What's stopping you?" I ask bravely.

He looks at me so intently that it makes my stomach flip with uncertainty. He leans into me, his warmth and scent fill me up.

"I can't do feelings." He mummers into my neck.

"Then don't," I whispered, tilting my neck as his warm breath fans my flushed skin. The only feeling surging through me right now is need.

He pulls back and looks at me confused. "When one of us, if any of us, catch feelings we end it. No strings just...lust." I explain nervously.

"So just fooling around?" He asks with a hint of hesitation. I nod my head.

"What do you say?" I whisper, biting my lip.

"You've got a deal, Angel." He cups my cheeks and brings our lips together in a heated match. My arms wrap around his neck, running my finger through the hair that lays at the bottom of his neck. He squeezes my bum, pulling me closer to him. His lips against mine send joints of electricity through my body. His hands run up my bum and into my spandex shorts. I moan as he squeezes my cheeks. His shorts tighten against me, making me squirm. He brings his hands back out and lifts me without so much of a warning. My nipples harden against his chest as I fumble with the end of his T-shirt, letting my hand roam around his bare chest. He moves his lips to my neck as he walks, his light kisses go from my jaw to my neck, down to my collar bone. Sucking and licking my hot skin. My eyes open to see us now up the stairs and in the hallway.

"First door," I say shakily as he walks into my bedroom. Opening and shutting the door with his foot, he places my back against the wooden door. I rip his T-shirt off of him and place my lips on his neck. He groans as I suck the skin and swirl my tongue. His hands pull down my shorts as he slides my pants away. The cool air meets my burning core sending a pleasurable shiver over me. He runs his finger through my dripping folds. I let out a moan as he teases me.

"I love how wet I make you." He says huskily into my neck. His thumb runs over my clit making me jolt backwards. "You like this, Angel?" He asks as he starts to move his thumb across my clit. I can't say a word but moan out in pleasure as he moves his thumb in circles. My back started to sweat against the cool door. He slides a finger in me, slowly and teasingly. I let out a whimper when he takes it back out, soon it plunges back in. He adds another finger in and my core throbs. The want, the need I have for him to fill me is unbearable.

"Please." I moan as he continues his work on my centre and clit.

"Words, Angel." He kisses my neck, sucking on my sweet spot making me let out a rather loud moan.

"I want you." I moan, I bit my lip to conceal my moans.

"What do you want me to do?" He takes my lip out from my teeth as he speeds his finger up inside of me.

"I need you to..." I stray off in a moan as I start to feel myself come closer.

He thrusts his fingers in and out of me, his thumb speeding up around my clit and having me shaking. I place my hand over my mouth as I start to become louder and louder. "Don't hide them. What do you want?" He demands.

"I want you to...fuck me!" I shout as my body spasm against his. I can feel him grin against my neck.

"As you wish, Angel." He pulls me off from the door, my body draping against his.

He lays me on the bed, pulling my top off me. My nipples sting in the cold air. He attaches his mouth to them, sucking and biting them softly. I'm about to scream to him to fuck me, it seems I don't have to. He removes my pants and shorts and soon his shorts disappear, revealing his tight boxers. He looks at me in awe, my boobs out and nipples hard. My chest moving up and down in heavy pants. My cheeks flushed with the orgasm I recently had. My dripping core has my lust running down my thigh.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, everyone will know my name." He looks into my eyes, his eyes taken over by lust turning those emerald hues darker.

"Top draw," I say not removing my eyes from his. He goes into the top drawer pulls out a condom and easily slips it on, soon he hovers over me.

My eyes roll to the back of my head, my moans come out loud as he thrusts into me. I can feel all of him, he hasn't left anything out. It's all in me. "Fuck, grey!" I scream as he moves in and out of me at a dangerous speed. He pulls my leg up onto his waist and my hands together at the top of my head. Every thrust is hard and fast giving me no time to recover and collect my breath. My back arches giving him a clear view of my boobs.

"Oh!" I moan as he pushes my leg onto his shoulder getting deeper inside of me. It feels like he is inside my stomach. His grunts and moans turn me on even more as he plays with my swollen clit. My legs start to shake as my back arches and my head falls back, a wave of pleasure hits me making me scream out in pleasure. "Grayson!" I shout, his hands tightening around my hip, ploughing in and out of me like a man on a mission.

"What Angel?" His voice is husky and low as I get close to my climax.

"I'm...I'm, ah!" I can't seem to get my words out as he continues to please me in ways I've never felt before.

"Cum. Cum for me, angel." He demands as he goes faster and harder with every thrust.

"Grey!" I scream as I become limp in his hands. My orgasm ripped through me, leaving me in a shaking mess. Much like jelly.

"Fuck." He grunts as he becomes slower inside me. He kisses me harshly, the taste of salt on my lips.

"I'm gonna cum. Fuck, nova!" He is still inside of me, I can feel the condom fill up around my walls. He pulls out and crashes beside me in a heated mess.

We both lay there our bodies sticky with the thin coat of sweat we created, our breaths harsh as they slowly come back to normal, our skin flushed. I can feel my thighs coated with my arousal. I sit up and let out a sigh, knowing I need a shower.

I go to stand up but my legs give way and I go crashing down. Grayson catches me and picks me up, taking me into the bathroom and placing me on the cool marble counter. "Let's get you cleaned up." He kisses me softly and discards the condom.

He turns on the shower and picks me up, sitting me down on the marble step. I watch as the muscles in his back contract, his hair messily on his head, his toned body dripping with water down him. I stare at his abs and the rising of his d**k when I look up to see him watching me watching him.

"Fuck Nova." He sighs.

That's how another round of mind-blowing, screams filling, overwhelming pleasure, sex started. We didn't clean ourselves much.

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I let out a sigh as I continue to flip through channels mindlessly.

"I'm bored!" Kelly groans beside me.

I nod my head in agreement as I lean my head back throwing the remote down beside me. "We could bake?" I suggest remembering the brownie mix we have.

"Brownies?" Kelly asks hopefully.

"Dam right." We both scurry into the kitchen and start to make brownies while blasting music through the empty cabin.

I'm mixing the chocolate mix, swinging my hips to the music when there's a knock at the door, which luckily I heard. Nothing could be said to Kelly, who's licking the spoon clean as she swings her legs back and forward on the counter.

Still, with the bowel in my hand and bopping my head to the beat of the music, I make my way to the door.

I open the door to be greeted by George, he blushes looking down at my attire which consists of Grayson's white button-up shirt and white ankle socks. "Hello, George." I greet the shy boy.

"Uh...we have a noise complaint." He mumbles avoiding my eyes.

"We'll be sure to keep it down," I smirk as he scurried off a nervous mess.

I shut the door with my foot and dip my finger on the side of the bowel, scraping some chocolate goodness on my finger and sucking it off.

"Okay, can we put these in the oven before we both eat them?" I ask Kelly as she stops mid-lick.

"Yeah, probably should do that." She hops off the counter and we put the mixture into the tin and the oven.

I stand back, letting out a sigh. An awkward silence fills the room, the music playing to no one as we both stand there unsure of what to do.

"Well, what now?" Kelly asks, looking at me for answers.

"Uh...wait I guess." I shrug walking over to the couch.

Kelly comes and joins me on the sofa with a huff. Again, we are left in silence.

"I slept with Grayson again." I blurt out.

Kelly stares emotionless at the wall for a while until she looks at me and all hell breaks loose.

"What! When? Where?" She screams staring at me wide-eyed.

"I know! It was after training we were arguing and one thing led to another..." I bit my lip as my thoughts go back to the moment.

"Oh, my god. Nova, he's your partner. How are you going to keep this professional?" She turns herself towards me, crossing her legs underneath her.

"That's the thing..." I laugh nervously.

"What did you do Nova Quinn?" Kelly looks at me sternly.

"We made a deal, no feelings just sex. So it will be easy to keep it completely professional." I nod my head.

"For both of your sake, I hope you're right." She sighs, shaking her head.

Ding!

"Brownies!" I smile and we both scramble to get them.

Everything will be fine.

Right?

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