She had so much tension in her shoulders. Luca felt the thick lumps of tension with every roll of hands. The tension in her neck and shoulders confessed to Luca that she went about each day with a lot of baggage. His hands were careful but confident, his thumbs pressed slow circles into the tight knots sitting high in her shoulders. Soon as he felt her exhale and moan softly again, he felt something shift in him.
He pressed his head a little harder into her stomach without thinking. He felt comfortable, like he belonged right there on his knees before her.
How is it possible for her to feel like home?He asked himself.
He never felt that with any woman, not even his first love, Sanarah. He had feelings for Sanarah, thought she was beautiful and loved the joy she brought into his chaotic world. But this moment between him and La’Nova was potent. Too potent and raw for him to ignore. The emotions and feelings that came alive with each stroke he delivered to ease and relax her, drew him close in a way that he no longer wanted distance.
This feeling made him look forward to making La’Nova his wife. He wanted to see what else she would bring along with her. How she made his body and mind respond to her was a mystery that he wanted answers to. How could a strange woman with no history attached to him, make him crave her in dangerous ways that would make her want to run for the hills?
He understood La’Nova’s concerns because he had a lot of his own. But as the palms of his hands warmed her skin, as her shoulders slowly dropped, he knew her guard would soon follow.
Luca opened his shut eyes and gazed at her hand that pressed flat into the bed. They no longer shook, now they gripped the top of her bedding as she squirmed a little, squeezing her thighs on either side of his body. He sat up and slowly spread her legs. To his surprise, La’Nova didn’t resist.
His hands went back to her thick thighs as he looked between her legs and saw a huge damp spot in the middle of her shorts. Luca licked his bottom lip then captured it with his top row of teeth. The wetness between her thighs was enough proof toconvince him that he made a positive enough impact to get her body to respond to him, even if it was sexual.
“Can I make you cum now, beautiful?” His raspy whisper vibrated throughout her entire body.
Her gray eyes darkened as she nodded her head yes. La’Nova was consumed by Luca in a way that if he stood up to carry her out of her camper right in this moment, she wouldn’t put up any kind of fight. She felt vulnerable, her body was floating. Mentally, La’Nova was high out of her mind and felt fully seen and relaxed by the reassurance of his magical hands against her body.
Luca was in no rush to fuck La’Nova. He just wanted to heighten her senses to make her fully aware of him in every way. This was something small compared to all of the things he knew he could actually do to her. This was not playing fair, but it was needed so she wouldn’t spend their first night with him trying to take his head off. The way she eyed her lavender pillow earlier with her gun underneath it, made Luca very aware of one of her characteristics. La’Nova had been taught to survive, but why?
She had to know all about the Bonetti Mafia. The dark stories and the way bodies came up missing just from a small fraction of disrespect. If La’Nova drew down on him, Luca’s trigger fingers would have taken her out before she could bat her natural curly lashes.
His dick was as hard as stone. Seven years in jail taught him how to control any sexual urge that overcame him. He had women guards practically begging him to sex them. He refused their advances because Luca didn’t do favors nor did hid he receive any. He never gave a person an opportunity t to say they did or gave something to him. He put himself on a strictprogram during his prison time. He made time for no one except his dad whenever he got a chance to speak with him. Luca was considered the Don in prison. Niggas protected him without him insisting that they did.
“Tell me, Nova baby.” He urged her with a feral look in his eyes.
Without waiting for an answer, his hand slipped along the inside of her thigh, edging up to the soft cotton fabric of her shorts.
“Answer me,” he whispered, fingers inching underneath her shorts.
“Mmmhmm, you already got me wet…you know what you can do.” She panted the words out.
Her hips thrusted forward, Luca kept his fingers at bay. She wasn’t timid nor did she deny him access. Most women would have played hard to get, denying the fact that they were turned on.
“Spread your thighs.” His fingers brushed at the wet seams of her panties.
Fuck this, I need to cum so I can think straight…She thought to herself.
Her thighs inched further apart as she bit into her bottom lip. La’Nova’s nipples were hard, her body became super sensitive too.
“That’s right, Nova baby…I smell her.” He closed his eyes and inhaled her pheromones.
His deep whisper was raspier, direct, and authoritative. She released a soft whimper as he pressed on her southern lipsand added pressure before slipping his hands underneath her panties. Luca took his time exploring her.
His covered her entire pussy then squeezed like he was juicing it for everything it had to offer. His hand slid up and down her bare sex, landing underneath her hot fupa. Her fat mound rested in the palm of his hand as his thumb parted her thick wet lips to rub the sensitive nub that kept throbbing while he was near.
The shock of pleasure hit La’Nova hard enough to shutter out her approval. She choked on her own breathing as he slipped a finger inside of her hot tunnel. One finger, his middle finger, and he could feel how tight and unforgiving her wet walls were for him. The sweet smell of her arousal was enough to make a weak nigga go into overdrive.
His free hand teased her inner thigh as his middle finger tapped on her G-spot.
“My damn!” She exhaled, chest rising and falling rapidly.
Her stomach sunk in as her thighs quivered with anticipation of what was to follow next. She felt guilty for allowing him to touch her in this way. Guilty for the way her walls clamped down on his middle finger. Her heavy-lidded eyes landed on the way he licked his lips like he was ready to taste instead of touch her. She almost encouraged him to remove her shorts and eat her until there was nothing left.
His hand dragged over her meaty double stomach; he grabbed her hard nipple and pulled downward as he drew circles over her clit.
“Luca, that feels soooo good.” La’Nova’s head fell back as her body shook lightly.
