Artis

I knew I had been neglecting her needs. It was eating me alive; the thought of her going out and getting fucked by someone else was fucking with me. This couldn't continue. I had to make a move before it was too late.

The moment she turned to face me, I could see the defiance in her eyes, but something else told me she was holding back. Before she could say another word, I crushed my lips to hers, my hands finding their way to her ass, cupping those round cheeks like they were the last piece of art in a burning museum.

Nova gasped, her body stiffening momentarily before melting into my embrace. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. I hovered over her, my fingers teasing her nipples through her shirt. Until they were hard and begging for my touch. She arched her back, gasping. I slipped the shirt over her head, revealing her perfect titties. I took one in my mouth, sucking and nipping while my hand slid down to her panties.

The sheer wet with her arousal, and I could feel the heat radiating from her core. I slid my hand inside, my fingers finding her slick and ready. She bucked her hips, urging me to go deeper.

"Artis," she moaned, her voice a sweet symphony in the quiet room. I slowly peeled that thong off of her. My dick is hard as steel.

I knew she had a beautiful pussy, plump lips and smooth skin. I traced her perfectly trimmed landing strip with my finger."This is so sexy, baby," I said, my voice thick with desire.

I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around me. Her eyes rolled back in her head as I began to move, setting a rhythm that matched the beat of the music. She was so wet, so warm. "are you ready to give me some pussy now, Nova?"

Her breath hitched as I inserted another finger, her walls tightening around me. "Yes," she whimpered, her voice a sweet symphony of need. "I'm ready."

With a growl, I stood up, my pants tenting with my erection. I undid my belt and let them fall to the floor, revealing my thick, throbbing dick. She watched with wide eyes, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

"Come here," I instructed, and she obeyed, crawling to the edge of the bed like a good girl. I grabbed the back of her head. She knew exactly what I wanted.

Nova's soft, full lips parted as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste me. Then slurped the bead of pre cum from my dickhead. I groaned as she took me in her mouth, her teeth gently grazing my shaft. She sucked greedily, with humbling skill. Her eyes never leaving mine. I hissed. "shiit."

I watched as she worked me, her cheeks hollowing with every bob. "That's it, baby," I encouraged my hand on the back of her head, guiding her movements. Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop, not even when I felt myself getting close. I knew she enjoyed pleasing me, the way she looked up at me, those dark eyes filled with desire.

But tonight was about more than just physical pleasure. It was about claiming what was mine, about solidifying our bond. I pulled her off, her lips glistening with my precum. "Come here," I said, tugging her to stand. "I want to taste you."

Nova blushed but didn't resist, pushing her down onto the soft sheets. She lay back, her legs spread wide, one bent at the knee; she smirked at me, her eyes full of challenge and lust. I leaned in, my nose nuzzling her inner thigh, breathing in her sweet scent. "You're so fucking perfect," I murmured, kissing the tender skin before moving closer to her center.

Her body quivered as I licked her slit, the sweet taste of her arousal. I flipped her over on her belly. "Ass up," I said.

Nova did as told, arching her back and presenting her round, plump ass to me. The sight of her juicy cheeks spread open was too much to resist. I spread them wider, my serpent-like tongue tracing the line between her thighs, teasing the edge of her hole. She moaned.

"You like that?" I whispered, my tongue flicking against her sensitive skin. She nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. "You want more?"

"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely audible. I smirked, knowing she was eager for my touch. I didn't disappoint. I stretched my tongue longer, more agile, like a serpent hunting its prey. I licked her pussy from behind, the tip of my tongue sliding up and down her slit before finally pressing against her clit.

She gasped, her back arching even more. "Fuck Artis!" she screeched.

I licked her with long, slow strokes, savoring her sweetness. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her hips bucking against my mouth.

"Oh fuck, Artis," she panted. I slid a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around me, her walls gripping my digit like a vice. She was so close.

Her moans grew louder, more desperate. "I'm going to cum," she warned. So I stopped.

Nova's eyes snapped open, her breath hitching in surprise. "Artis, don't tease me," she pleaded, her voice a needy whine. I chuckled darkly, "Patience is a virtue, baby."

I began to edge her again, my tongue tracing circles around her clit while my finger stroked her g-spot. Her body tensed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Please," she begged, her hands fisting the sheets. "Please let me come."

"Not yet," I murmured, enjoying the power dynamic. I knew she was on the brink, her body begging for release. I licked and sucked, building her up, then backing off again. Each time she was closer to the edge, her thighs shaking, her moans growing more desperate.

Finally, I couldn't resist anymore. I suctioned her clit gently and released it, over and over and over., my finger moving in a rapid, pulsing motion. Her body went rigid, and she let out a scream that was muffled by the pillow.

Her pussy spasmed around my digit, releasing a flood of juices that soaked the bed. She squirted everywhere; it ran down her thighs, so I used my tongue to clean them up.; the warm liquid mixing with the sweat on her skin was delicious. I flipped her over on her back.

"I hope you don't think I'm done," I said, chuckling.

I pinned her legs back. I gently slurped. "mm" She tastes so damn good. I could probably blow bubbles with this slippery shit. Fuck.

Nova's body arched off the bed, her cries of pleasure echoing through the apartment. She's like fine wine, getting better with every sip. I could feel her body tightening around my fingers, her pussy contracting, begging for release. But I wasn't ready to give it to her yet. I wanted more.

I continued my relentless assault on her clit, my tongue flicking and sucking, never giving her a moment's rest. Her legs were trembling, her hands tangled in my dreads, trying to pull me away. But I was in control now, and I wasn't letting go.

"Artis, please," she moaned, her voice a desperate whine. But I was relentless, my tongue swirling and teasing, pushing her closer to the edge.

Her body began to quiver, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. "I can't," she whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut.

"I can't take it anymore." But I knew she could. I knew she was strong enough to handle everything I had to give. And I wanted to see her shatter for me.

Her body went rigid again as the orgasm ripped through her. She screamed my name, her nails digging into my scalp. But I didn't stop. I kept going, my tongue lapping at her sweetness, savoring every drop. I wanted her to know who owned her now and who was in charge.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving.

"Please," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. "I can't." But I wasn't done yet. I gently slid my fingers in deeper, feeling her walls clench around me. "You can," I murmured, my voice a dark promise. "You're going to come for me again, baby."

Her eyes flew open, and she stared at me, the realization of what I was saying sinking in. Tears of pleasure filled her eyes, her body already responding to my command.

"No," she whispered, but her hips were moving against my hand, betraying her. "Yes," I said seductively. "Yes, you will."

And she did. I watched as another orgasm built within her, her body trembling under my touch. Her eyes searched mine, a mix of pleasure and pain, and I knew she was close.

"Give it to me, Nova; I worked hard for it," I ordered, and she did, her body shaking with its intensity. My baby cried like she'd lost a close family member. Tears streaming down her face.

When she was finally spent, I slid up the bed, kissing her thighs, her stomach, and her gorgeous titties. "Good girl," I murmured, pulling her into my arms. "You're mine now." She sniffled and panted, trying to catch her breath.

Her teary eyes searched mine, the reality of what had just happened settling in. She nodded, her voice hoarse. "Yours," she whispered. I felt a surge of possessiveness flood through me. I had her, and I wasn't letting go.