Luca Hollestelle Nude Novels & Stories

LUCA The estate was quiet when I returned, but the moment I stepped inside, I saw her. Holly. She was fresh from her day with Bianca and Giulia, her hair shining, her nails polished, her smile soft but radiant. For a moment, I simply stood there, watching her, letting the sight of her wash away the weight of the day. She looked like light itself. I crossed the room, my hand brushing her cheek. “You look… dangerous.” She laughed, tilting her head. “Dangerous? That’s not the word I expected.”

Luca chuckled, and then he came behind, slipped his hand beneath Laura’s shirt, and pinched her nipples. “Let’s put on a show for them,” he said, before kissing her. Their lips moved, their tongues twisted as they kept on kissing. Luca muttered something into her ear, and Laura smiled as she rose to his feet. Her fingers drifted to her skirt and she took off, followed by her pants, letting them pool on the floor. She reached for the hem of her shirt and dragged it over her head. My eyes trailed her naked body. Her huge watermelon-sized breast that hung on her chest. Her shaved fat pussy.

Elena shifted slightly, and my gaze flickered back to her face, but not before I caught the faintest glimpse of the way the damp fabric barely concealed the peaks of her nipples. Shit. Elena waved a hand in front of my face. “Hey! What are you doing here?” she said, snapping me out of it. I blinked rapidly, realizing just how obvious I’d been. Oh no! ELENA’S POV I opened the door, and there stood Luca, tall, looking so breathless, and utterly distracting. My breath caught for half a second before I forced myself to act normal. But damn… he looked good. His dark, damp hair was slightly messy, strands sticking out in random directions, and his broad chest glistened slightly from leftover dropl

This almost drove Draco crazy and Declan had all his strength not to rip Lilly's clothes off and enter her body right now. “You'll scare her. Stop.” Declan warned Draco in his mind. “What the hell are you doing!?” A wild growling sound could be heard from the bathroom. Declan turned his head and saw Luca standing there, with deep yellow eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he was panting. Luca looked like he was holding himself together, his eyes staring blankly at Declan's hand which was now on their girl's bare buttocks, and Declan's fingers which were slipping between her groin.

Luca stood in front of me, coffee in hand—butt naked. “Ah!” I covered my eyes with my hands in reflex. “Ouch,” he said. “Why aren’t you putting on clothes or at least a robe?!” I exclaimed. “I like drying fresh…” “What? Who does that?!” I screamed, burying my face in my hands. “Go put on something! I need to open my eyes.” “Oh, don’t worry, love, I promise you it’s not something you haven’t seen before,” he said comfortably. “Please, that would be invading your privacy.”

He looked up at me, hazel eyes almost black with lust. “Lift,” he ordered softly. I obeyed instantly, raising my hips. He peeled the fabric down my legs and off, leaving me completely naked from the waist down. The sudden exposure made me shiver, but before I could feel self-conscious, Luca’s hands were on my thighs again, spreading me open. He didn’t tease. He didn’t go slow. He just leaned in and licked one long, flat stripe up my center, from entrance to clit, groaning like he’d been starving for the taste.

Then, I scream after his finger reaches a part foreign to me—a territory that hasn’t been touched brings me another level of pleasure. “Fuck it,” he growls, pulling out his fingers. Then, Luca strips off his clothes, unashamed to show off his perfectly toned body until he pulls off his boxers. “Eek!” I let out an embarrassing squeak, after witnessing that monstrous size before me. Looking up close, it makes me fear for it. He holds my legs as he spreads them for him to position himself between my legs. I feel his tip heating up at the touch of my slit.

I hadn’t encouraged it, but the attention had made me wetter while I was bouncing on Luca’s lap. “I didn’t do anything—” I started. Luca’s hand tightened slightly around my throat, cutting me off. “You didn’t have to,” he snarled. “Your body did enough. Those hard nipples poking through that slutty red dress. The way your ass jiggled every time you took my cock. He wanted what’s mine.” He suddenly spun me around, forcing me to face the large mirror. He yanked the top of my dress down roughly, letting my heavy breasts spill free. Then he shoved the hem up over my hips, fully exposing my bare, cum-smeared pussy and ass.

And standing right there in the middle of the plush rug, fresh out of the shower, was Luca. My breath completely left my lungs. My jaw dropped open. He was completely, entirely bare—except for a single, stark white towel slung incredibly low around his wide hips. The thin fabric was hanging on by a thread, exposing the sharp, lethal lines of his V-cut. His massive chest and rock-hard abs were completely bare, glistening with stray water droplets that were slowly sliding down his tan skin. His dark hair was dripping wet, plastered messily against his forehead, and his silver watch was sitting on the nightstand.

Luca felt like exploding at that moment, and he decided to make him crazy even more by whispering dirty things in his ear. Deciding to peel Blake's covers, he removed his hands from the smaller before pulling his shirt up until it dropped on the floor. He couldn't help but smirk when he caught the smaller staring at his toned chest and chiseled abs. Luca rubbed his own hands to his abs before pinching his own nipples, deciding to tease the drooling male under him.