Chapter 4
Nora’s pov
The thick head of his c**k was just starting to stretch my entrance when Luca’s hands suddenly locked around my waist.
He lifted me straight off him like I weighed nothing and threw me over his shoulder in one hard move.
My bare ass stuck up in the air, t**s pressed flat against the hard muscle of his back, and the tip that had barely opened me was gone.
My empty cunt clenched hard around nothing and a thick trail of my own juices ran down the inside of my thigh, warm and sticky.
The sudden emptiness made me whimper against his skin.
“You’re getting exactly what you asked for,” he said, voice low and rough as he started walking out of the cinema room.
“But you don’t get to control it. You don’t beg me to stop once we start. You understand me, Nora?”
“Yes,
