“I want to know why you chain smoke…” He grabbed at the top of her light purple shorts then slowly pulled them down her legs along with her cotton white panties. “I want to know the man responsible for introducing you to nicotine… so I can kill him.”
Luca whispered with so much conviction that La’Nova believed him but still thought…
You wouldn’t kill your uncle, Luca…
“I want to know about your past…” He continued, knocking her legs apart until she was fully exposed to him. “Want you to ask about mine, so it can bring us closer.”
His fingers continued to heighten her arousal. She bit into her bottom lip and gazed into Luca’s dark brown eyes.
“We are going to get married soon, Nova baby,” Luca confessed.
“I can already see my future with you.” Without permission, he moved his fingers between her legs. “First, I need to know you inside out… I don’t want to be lazy and have someone tell me…when it’s you that can tell me every fuckin’ thing I need to know.” His eyes narrowed into fiery slits.
“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 thebed 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?
