La’Nova couldn’t get the words out fast enough. A strong wave of pleasure took over, making her look as if she was having a seizure. Luca reached down between them and massaged her clit with the pad of his thumb. He slid halfway out of her to make sure his dick hit her G-spot.
“Luccaaa!” La’Nova’s eyes popped open.
Her mouth ajar, tears cascading down her face. She felt high out of her mind as her orgasm continued. Ignoring her pleas for mercy, Luca continued to short stroke her.
“Tell me what I told you to say….only then will I make it stop.” He leaned close enough to peck the tip of her nose.
“I’ll…be your wife!” She moaned each word out.
“Make it stop!” She pleaded feeling herself grow weak.
Her body kept spasming, every part of her was sensitive. Relentlessly Luca continued short stroking her gushy pussy. Her overly sensitive nerves seemed to heighten as another earth-shattering orgasm slammed into her.
“Why would you want this good ass pussy to stop?”
He asked her with a sneer covering his handsome face. He hated how good her pussy felt. This was a lesson that he was supposed to be teaching La’Nova but it was also a lesson to him as well. La’Nova had the kind of pussy to make a sane man go insane. Her pussy was as lethal as his dick. It had the ability to make a powerful man drop down to his knees and worship the legs that carried it around.
It humbled the shit out of him, made him make later plans to take his time and explore it thoroughly. Disappointment creased his expression. Luca wanted to carry La’Nova out of the shower, lay her down to kiss and lick her from head to toes. There was so much he had to do today, time wouldn’t permit the hours he wanted to spend inside of her.
A scream left her mouth as her nails bit into his shoulder blades.
“Wait! Wait!” She panted out with tears blinding her vision.
“I’ll be good!” La’Nova surrendered.
Her pussy started to feel like it was being split in half. She had to constantly relax her body to adjust to his monstrous invasion. It felt like her orgasm was never ending, like her body was overdosing off of a potent high.
“Fuck!” Luca groaned out as he thrust deep inside of her.
Her walls sucked on him rapidly as he held onto her hips. His pelvis smacked hard against hers as the water continued to splash between them.
“Say that shit again, Nova baby.” His whisper came out broken and hoarse as he felt his balls tighten.
“I swear!” she gasped out for air. “I’ll be fucking good!” She cried.
She moaned loudly before biting into her lip to silence the embarrassing sounds she was making. La’Nova’s hand went to his pelvis, trying to push him back as she damn near lost her mind and sanity. She was in love with the pleasurable sensation of his roughness. He was inside of the shower dominating and taking her pussy, mind and body to heights she never knew existed.
Luca grabbed her left leg and placed it on his shoulder, stretching her to the max. Her head fell back as Luca’s fingers went back to her clit.
“God no!” Her voice was broken.
All La’Nova could do was ride the orgasmic journey as her stomach cramped along with her toes. Luca pinched, rubbed and spanked her clit, causing her pussy to squirt out all around his thick girth. With three more deep strokes, Luca leaned in and released deep inside of La’Nova, sealing their fate and the next steps between them.
La’Nova’s chest rose and fell as Luca pulled out of her slowly.
“I’ll hold you to your word.” He pecked her lips.
Her mouth parted but no words escaped, she panted breathlessly as her eyes fell closed for a few seconds before they opened and stared straight at Luca.
“I’m not the woman for you, Luca.” La’Nova’s doe-shaped eyes drooped lowly as more tears cascaded down her round cheeks.
“I—”
Luca hushed her by sucking her lips into his warm mouth. He parted her lips and kissed her deeply. After the good steamysession they both shared together, La’Nova wanted to confess all of her sins to him.
“We all got demons…” He grimaced the words out. “None of yours are too good for mine,” he admitted against her lips.
She folded into him the moment his arms closed around her as if her body had been waiting for permission to break. His embrace was tight, protective, the kind that didn’t ask questions before offering shelter. That alone made her chest ache.
