Chapter 14 #2
“I’m not the woman for you, Luca.” La’Nova’s voice cracked as her own set of raw emotions slammed into her.
Luca pulled his fingers away from her drenched center quickly. His gaze lit up as he accepted the challenge to defeat her line of thinking. His fingers pushed through her hair as his hand cupped her face perfectly, making the moment intimate.
La’Nova gasped when he stole her lips with his and groaned into her mouth. His kiss was warm and skillful, it was the type of kiss that made La’Nova fall in line. She accepted his tongue, and he seduced every negative thought that slammed into her mind as he kissed her deeply.
His hand went to her thigh, then his lips left her mouth to trail down her neck. Without warning he slid his middle finger deep into her tunnel. La’Nova’s back arched of the bed as her pussy choked Luca’s middle finger into a death grip.
“You got to take this dick then if you want it,” Luca said lowly, kissing the center of her forehead. “I won’t fuck you like you want me to, since you claim to not be the woman for me.” His thumb glided from side to side against her swollen nub.
Her mouth fell open with no words coming out. He swiped a finger through the lips of her pussy. La’Nova couldn’t fight where her body was taking her. The walls of her pussy gripped his finger as he stroked her clit faster.
“Let me take it,” she moaned out loudly.
Luca removed his finger just as tears welled in La’Nova’s eyes.
“Take it.” He smirked.
“I don’t mind.” La’Nova panted out.
And that, she didn’t mind, although it was something new for her.
Taking dick? That was like music to her ears, especially since it was dick that wanted to be took.
She uncoiled from the bed and put her feet underneath her butt.
Her eyes trailed up and down Luca’s body intently before she licked her juicy lips.
“Take off your clothes for me.” Her sultry tone made Luca’s dick stiffen.
“Taking it means… taking off my clothes as well.” Luca returned with a smirk on his face.
She didn’t move right away. The challenge hung between them as thick as her cigarette smoke.
Her gaze dropped to his polished leather shoes that were dark and immaculate.
She slowly scooted to the edge of her bed and unlaced them.
Her fingers brushed against his ankle long enough for Luca to feel the warmth beneath his sock.
One foot lifted slightly, then the other.
The socks followed, peeling down his calves one by one.
La’Nova’s mouth watered as she looked up into Luca’s expectant eyes.
His skin was a rich brown, smooth and solid, making him mouthwatering fine as hell to her.
Her hands slid to his trousers next. She worked the button, then the zipper, slow enough to feel his heavy stare.
He shifted just enough to make it easier, lifting his hips a fraction to work them down off his hips.
“You gon’ regret making me go through all this work.” La’Nova rolled her eyes hard.
She was damn near out of breath just from working his pants off.
“Am I?” Luca whispered with a straight face.
“Yup.” She popped her lips with a serious expression. “That’s okay though, I’m about to make you cry for big mama real soon.” She cracked a smile.
Silence settled between them before they both burst out laughing together.
La’Nova was an addicting aura that Luca found himself wanting to be attached to forever.
He just needed to figure out a way to get her to open up fully to him without her trying to force him to believe that she wasn’t the woman for him.
She continued to giggle, unbuttoning the first button on his crisp white shirt. Each button undone felt like a small surrender on her part, not his. As the fabric parted, she drank him in. The hardness of his chest and the subtle masculine, woodsy scent that radiated off of him without effort.
Luca watched her with satisfaction. This was power to him. His logic was that power would make her slow down and focus. It would make her understand that she had to earn every inch of him just as he strived to do the same with her. La’Nova got to hear about his past.
She saw him broken when Lucille walked away for her wrongdoing. He let her in, and let her wipe his tears, and still, she looked him directly in the eyes and told him that she wasn’t the woman for him. Why?
He didn’t understand why she felt like she was so unworthy.
She beat Tracy’s ass when he never placed a gun to her head and forced her to do so.
So many things replayed in Luca’s mind about La’Nova.
Every intricate detail down to when he carried her inside of his home several nights, already knowing that she was half awoke from the time he entered her camper.
A small part of him knew that she liked him carrying her across his perfect manicured grass and into the warmth of his home. She didn’t fight him when he did it; she melted in his arms. Once she got in his bed, her thick body molded to his.
There were signs, and then there was their energy and souls speaking to one another without words having to be spoken.
Luca refused to fight the pull that he felt when it came to La’Nova.
He just needed her to stop fighting as well.
Every night, he wanted to be buried deep inside of her.
He denied himself access because he wanted to show her with actions that it was more than her pussy and the feel of her that made him want her.
Self-control wasn’t the issue, it was Luca organizing his thoughts. His emotions. The way that his heart beat different just by being close to her that became the issue. Luca felt more than want with La’Nova. He craved her, and it was borderline need.
When his shirt slipped from his shoulders, he smiled faintly.
“I want you to lock your hands together with your arms above your head... If you move them while I’m doing whatever I’m doing to you… I’ll stop,” she said calmly.
What the hell? Luca thought.
“Matter fact, fuck it.” She shook her head and climbed off the bed.
Near the kitchenette was a purple clothes bin. La’Nova knelt and sifted through it with purpose until she found a long robe tie. The satin slid through her hands when she pulled it free. She tested it once, with a devious smile, then rose and turned back toward the bed.
She climbed onto the mattress, Luca’s eyes held amusement as he watched her quietly.
She guided his arms up then looped the robe tie around his wrist with perfect precision.
She leaned close enough for her hard nipples to graze the side of his arm.
Carefully she tied the rest of the satin to the sturdy bedframe bolted into the camper wall.
Luca tested it instinctively, he gave it a slight pull then a stronger tug. To his surprise, the robe tie held. The corner of his mouth lifted, a frown followed.
“You thought it was a game?” La’Nova cackled out. “You not gon’ be in control at all.” She smiled.
Awareness slammed into Luca, hard enough to make him think about all the ways this could go wrong.
“Untie me,” he whispered. “You can take it without doing this.”
“No.” Her smile grew brighter.
“Why the fuck would I untie you, when all you had to do was give me the dick instead of making me work for it?” La’Nova fake pouted.
There was a twinkle of excitement in her gray eyes that made Luca’s dick twitch. He pulled at the tie again, and when he realized he couldn’t break free, La’Nova’s smile turned into a full-blown laugh.
“Say my name, Luca…whisper it to me.” Her voice dropped low.
Luca’s balls tightened as La’Nova leaned down until their faces nearly brushed.
“I love when you whisper out, Nova Baby.” She moaned the words out sexily.
Luca groaned, her words made his entire body heat up. She tore her gaze from the side of his face. Her fingers tipped down his chest to his abs until she worked his dick out of his boxers. La’Nova moved down to Luca’s side gracefully. She further amazed him by spitting a wad of spit on his piece.
Her soft hand begun to work him over. She marveled at his long length, the way it curved, and each vein that throbbed beneath the palm of her hand. Finally, her gaze trained on Luca.
“I want you to say my name when I’m making your toes curl, Luca baby.” She purred out.
She straddled him without warning then shifted her hips until she was perfectly aligned with his dick. Luca noted that La’Nova was getting off on power, and the power that she had over him right now put him on edge.
“Godddd Leeeee,” she uttered out.
She slid down his length and didn’t stop until she was fully seated.
“Fuck, Nova Baby,” he groaned out.
He loved everything about this moment. The sight of her thick ass on top of him with his full length buried deep inside of her.
Her watermelon sized breasts and gum drop nipples made his mouth water.
He eyed the big pudge in her stomach and wanted to grab a handful but was quickly reminded that his hands couldn’t do shit since she had bound them.
Luca wrestled with the need to pound the shit out of La’Nova’s pussy. It was wet, warm, and tighter than a death grip. He tilted his head back and sucked in much needed air. She pressed her hands flat on his chest, leaned close until he felt her breath caressing his face.
She rose and plunged over and over at a slow pace.
Too slow, driving Luca into insanity. He wanted more and she knew it, which made this control of hers lethal.
Luca pulled at the tie again; he wanted to take her now instead of letting her take him.
His muscles strained to overpower the knots, to no avail.
They would have to use scissors to cut him free.
“Dangerous fuckin’ girl.” Luca practically growled.
“I’m good ain’t I?” She asked, eyes rolling back.
Luca stopped fighting against the tight knots to watch her luscious body take advantage of his.
She slammed down and made her pussy walls collapse down on his dick.
She sucked in air each time she rose up and pushed down on him.
Luca was big, damn near too big to fit fully inside of her without feeling pain.
Luca grinned at witnessing La’Nova struggle to ride him like the pro she thought she was.
Her whimpers had him focusing hard on the sexy sex faces she made as she tried her best to take him all.
He drew his knees up giving her no option other than to take all of his dick as his heels dug into the mattress.
Luca used all of his lower body strength to fuck her back as much as he could from beneath. He could feel her body buzzing, and the look on La’Nova’s focused face told Luca that she wanted to cum.
“You trying to nut,” he whispered huskily. “Untie me so I can make that pussy cream, Nova baby.” He punctuated each word with a upward drive of his hips.
“Keep saying my name, baby.” La’Nova purred out, grabbing her heavy breasts and lifting them.
She tugged at the hard tips of her nipples and tightened her walls before lifting back up on his dick. Luca grunted. La’Nova’s rhythm became erratic whenever the sensation became overwhelming.
“Mmm, Luca, say my fucking name, baby,” she cried out with her eyes closed.
She kept riding. Every couple of seconds she took all of him then made her swollen clit grind against his hard pelvis.
“Make that dick cry for big mama.” She moaned, feeling herself get close to her peak.
“Make that pussy cum first.” He panted out.
La’Nova’s eyes snapped open. She dranked in the sight of Luca’s smooth brown skin and quivered.
“Cum on my dick, Nova baby.” His deep voice sounded off.
La’Nova’s eyes widened, she tossed her head back as her body jerked and spasmed as she screamed out his name. Her pussy sucked and pulsated all over his dick, making his own nut spill deep inside of her.
She fell on top of his chest, not bothering to untie him. It took them both a while to catch their breath. La’Nova’s pussy was filled to the hilt with Luca’s thick nut. The feel of his dick twitching semi hard made her greedy pussy throb again.
“I don’t think I’m done, yet.” She lazily sighed, tightening her walls against his shaft.
“I’m not either, untie me now.” He thrusted his hips upward.