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.
