Luca Hollestelle Nude Novels & Stories

Please don’t tell him that I told you…he will be very angry with me. I started to open my mouth when my phone chimed several times. I figured Luca sent me messages. At first, the images on my phone were a blur of unfamiliar faces and shifting bodies. Then, one photo came into sharp focus — Luca sprawled against rumpled sheets, his eyes only half-open, a glazed look on his face, someone’s arm draped possessively over his chest. The next was worse: a close-up of Luca, pupils unfocused, lips slightly parted as though he wasn’t even aware his picture was being taken. My mind reeled, and my hands began to shake so badly I dropped the phone. Luna Adira picked it up from the car floor and saw it.

Four of his men stood around the room, dangerous-looking guys who eyed her like fresh meat. “You came back fast, Elena,” Luca said with a dark smile. “Couldn’t get enough of this cock, could you?” Elena’s cheeks burned, but her nipples were hard and her thighs were slick. “I… I needed it,” she admitted quietly. Luca laughed. “Strip. Show my men what a married whore looks like.” She pulled the dress over her head and stood completely naked in front of all of them. Her full tits heaved, heavy and round. Her pussy glistened under the lights.

Luhearts asked in unison, with sarcasm, while reaching for something in their pockets. "Wait!" Bianca shouted— "Let me tell you a secret about Lucas, he likes girls who practice yoga!" "Did you often perform nude yoga for Lucas? Haha!" Luhearts laughed. "No, but I'm not afraid of being nude, I look beautiful when I'm nude!" Bianca said proudly, which further infuriated the Luhearts, and they instantly pulled out something from their pockets. "Do you want to see it?" Bianca said without changing her expression, "I'll make a deal with you. I will do a pose first, and if any of you can do it, I'll take off one piece of clothing!"

, he mutters against her neck, the crisis only fueling his desire for her. Stella pulls down her shirt, allowing him a view of her perky breasts. He takes a hard nipple into his mouth and plays with it. Then, he nibbles slightly on its sensitive surface. Stella throws her back, pressing her thighs firmly together. They finally settle back into work hours later, exhausted. Luca has had his fill but Stella wouldn’t let him rave her insides unless work is done. Luca is tracing an offshore account when he suddenly slumps in his chair, his vision becoming hazy. His hands shakes uncontrollably, his face scrunching in discomfort.

Not the kind celebrities paid trainers to photoshop into magazine covers. Real muscles. The kind that came from dragging me through hidden tunnels and throwing himself in front of danger without a second thought. I quickly jerked my gaze upward. Heat immediately rushed into my cheeks. Luca's smile deepened. Interesting. Very interesting. "What do I owe the pleasure?" he asked softly. The teasing amusement in his voice only made my embarrassment worse. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to panic about the fact that I had just discovered Luca Moretti apparently made smoothies while shirtless.

Luca pretends to be stupid: "You think it's normal. There's nothing to hide between us. I even want to see you naked all day, never getting bored." "Luca, you're such a pervert. Get that thought out of your head right now." Olwen scolded Luca mercilessly. "No way. I don't want to shut down every thought about you. Even erotic thoughts." "It's embarrassing to die. Even though we've done it many times." Olwen protested: "I wish there was a hole in it now. That way you wouldn't have those thoughts about me." "You can't go into the hole." Luca doesn't allow it: "I've disappeared from the face of the earth, what should I do?"

“That’s my girl!” Nate cheers, already stripping off his shirt and sprinting toward the waves. Celeste follows with a laugh, and Luca gives me a sideways grin before tossing his drink cup aside and wading in after them. He tears off the leather jacket he seems to be always wearing, followed by his shirt. I involuntary freeze for a moment, surprised he’s—well, ripped. Of course, Nate notices too, and voices it with a whistle, “Is that what you’ve been hiding from us?”

While she stood there topless, I proceeded to close the bedroom door, knowing that this could take a while and I truly wanted to avoid anyone walking into the room randomly while we were in the middle of the act. I took my suit off, my eyes running through her clothless body. I pushed Elena to the bed when I was topless and lay on top of her, propping myself up with my elbows just so my weight wasn't distributed on her. I lowered my face and began to run my lips from the nape of her neck to her belly button. I had forgotten the satisfaction that came with doing this.

Adnas' POV. My heart pounded heavily against my chest as I stood naked between Elijah and Leo, whose eyes were flashing with raw desire. Elijah was half-naked, with just his trousers on while Leo was fully dressed. He was still stroking my bare pussy as I moaned into Elijah's mouth, thrusting my tongue wildly. Leo slapped my boobs, before grabbing my tits roughly and squeezing them hard. He moved away from me and got undressed. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Leo's dick rising and wanted to reach forward to touch him as Elijah trailed his hands all over my body, moving and touching my thighs.

He tried again and again. “Come in.” His hands suspended in the air and we stared at each other with a smile. I pushed the door open and we walked in, the door closing shut again. The hut was dark except for a flickering candlelight in the middle of the hut where a body lay in a rocky chair. “Hello, sir.” I bent my head slightly with a smile even though I knew he couldn't see it. “Ahhh…” He sighed. “Luna is here. I've been expecting you, young one.”