Gwen kept her strokes slow at first, savoring the weight and heat of his dick in her hand as she worked her mouth along the first few inches. Her tongue traced every ridge, every vein, swirling around the head before she slid back down again. Each time she pulled away just enough for her lips to hover, she'd give a teasing lick or a quick kiss before taking him back in.
Nova's breath grew heavier, his fingers curling in her short platinum hair. He still didn't push, but his grip tightened ever so slightly each time her lips sank lower. The faint taste of him mixed with the heat in her mouth, and she hummed softly against him — the vibration making him exhale sharply.
Her pace began to quicken, the wet sounds growing louder in the quiet of the vault. She took him deeper with each pass, her throat relaxing as she tried to accommodate more of his length. Nova's cock was thick and almost nine inches, and the stretch made her eyes water faintly, but she didn't stop — if anything, the challenge made her bolder.
When she reached the point where she could barely take more, Nova's hand tightened, guiding her the last bit. Gwen's throat flexed around him as the tip pushed deeper, her lips now almost at the base. A muffled sound escaped her as she adjusted, breathing through her nose while her free hand braced against his thigh for balance.
Nova started moving his hips then, slow at first, letting her get used to the depth before pulling back and sliding in again. Each thrust was a little firmer, his hand keeping her in place as his rhythm grew more insistent. Gwen's lips stretched around him, her jaw aching in the best way, and she let him set the pace — letting him feel her throat tighten each time he bottomed out.
Soon the slow control gave way to a rougher rhythm, his hips moving with more force, the sound of her gagging lightly mixing with the wet suction of her mouth. Her hands clung to him, one stroking the base in time with his thrusts while the other dug into his hip for leverage. Saliva began to drip from the corner of her mouth, her eyes glassy from the effort, but she kept taking him, over and over, her body adjusting to the relentless pace.
Every time he pushed deep, her throat constricted around him, drawing a low groan from Nova. The sheer rawness of it — her on her knees, hair fisted in his hand, mouth stretched wide — only drove him harder, until the rhythm was a steady, powerful thrust into her eager mouth.
Nova kept her there for a few more thrusts, each one deep and deliberate, the wet sound of her mouth around him filling the air. His breathing had turned ragged, every muscle in his body tight as the pressure built.
Suddenly, his hand in her hair tightened, and his hips stilled for half a heartbeat. "Gwen—fuck—I'm gonna cum," he growled, voice rough and urgent.
She looked up at him through watery eyes, her mascara faintly smudged, strands of platinum hair clinging to her flushed face. Saliva dripped from her chin, trailing down her neck until it slid between the curve of her breasts, leaving them slick and glistening. Her lips stayed stretched around him, her gaze locked on his, silently telling him she wasn't stopping.
That was all it took. Nova groaned low and deep, his cock pulsing as he released, hot spurts flooding down her throat. Gwen swallowed as much as she could, her throat working around him, but the sheer force and volume made her gag softly.
When he felt her struggling to take more, Nova pulled back, the head of his cock slipping from her lips with a wet pop. He gripped himself firmly, stroking once, twice — and then thick ropes of cum painted across her flushed face, streaking her cheek, nose, and lips.
The last drops spattered against her chin and dripped down to join the mess already coating her chest, leaving her looking utterly wrecked and breathless.
Gwen's breathing was still heavy, strands of platinum hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. With slow, deliberate movements, she raised her hand to her face, gathering the thick mess from her cheek and chin. Never breaking eye contact, she brought it to her lips, slipping her fingers into her mouth.
Her tongue curled around them, savoring the taste before she pulled them out with a soft pop. Then, still holding Nova's gaze, she tilted her head slightly, opened her mouth wide, and let him see the empty space inside — a silent, teasing declaration that she'd swallowed every drop.
Something primal lit in Nova's eyes. In one swift motion, his hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her up from her knees. Before she could fully find her balance, he spun her around and pushed her forward just enough to bend her slightly.
His hands made quick work of the button and zipper of her low-rise jeans, peeling them down over her hips. The denim slid to the floor, pooling at her ankles, and Nova's gaze dropped to the pale perfection of her ass framed by delicate black lace panties.
He let his palm rest there for a heartbeat — then smack — his hand came down sharply on one cheek. The sound echoed in the enclosed space, and Gwen let out a breathy moan that was equal parts surprise and pleasure.
"Tell me," Nova's voice was low and rough in her ear as his hand squeezed the sting into her soft flesh, "did you put on this sexy little set just for me?"
Gwen's voice was low and breathless, her words trembling with heat.
"Yes…" she panted, glancing back at him over her shoulder, eyes dark and heavy-lidded with lust. "I spent a lot of time choosing them… just so you could…"
Before she could finish, Nova's palm came down hard on her pale cheek — smack — making the soft flesh bounce and jiggle beautifully. The sound echoed in the quiet space, and Gwen let out a sharp gasp, biting her lip, her hips instinctively pushing back toward him like she was begging for more.
Nova didn't let up. His fingers hooked into the thin lace waistband, and in one smooth, decisive pull, he dragged her panties down over her hips and let them fall around her ankles. She stood bare from the waist down, her pale ass and thighs on full display, the cool air brushing over heated skin.
His cock slapped against her ass with a solid thud, the weight and heat of it making her shiver all the way to her toes. She could feel it twitch against her skin, and the thought of it inside her made her thighs press together involuntarily.
Nova let his palm drift down between her legs, slow and teasing, his fingers sliding through the slick folds. The moment he touched her, his skin was instantly coated in her arousal — warm, wet, and plentiful.
"Damn," he murmured in a low growl, holding his glistening fingers up just enough for her to see before sliding them back over her swollen clit. "You're soaked."
Another sharp spank made her gasp again, the sting blooming hot across her skin. "Bad girl," Nova said, his tone dark and commanding, gripping her ass firmly.
Gwen's moan was pure submission. "I'm your bad girl," she breathed, her voice cracking with need. "Please… punish me."
Nova smirked and dropped to his knees behind her, his hands spreading her open as he leaned forward, his breath ghosting over her slick, bare pussy. He was close enough to taste her, to drag his tongue slowly from her entrance to her clit — but just as his lips brushed her heat, Gwen twisted her hips and half-turned her head, her voice breaking in raw need.
"Just thrust that dick inside my drooling cunt!" she cried, breathless and desperate. "I can't wait anymore—"
Nova didn't move right away.
Instead, he ignored her desperate plea and lowered his head again, his tongue sliding between her slick pink folds in slow, deliberate strokes. The taste of her was intoxicating — sweet, salty, and dripping with heat. He lapped at her greedily, his tongue teasing her clit before plunging lower, dragging up through her wetness over and over until her thighs trembled.
Her knuckles were white as she gripped the edge of the nearby table for balance, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps. "N-Nova…" she whimpered, but he only doubled down, sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue until her legs threatened to give out.
Only when he was satisfied — and her pussy was wetter than before — did he pull back, his lips glistening. He stood tall, licking his lips clean with a slow, deliberate sweep of his tongue, locking eyes with her as if daring her to break. Then his palm cracked down on her pale ass with a hard spank, leaving a flushed red print blooming across her skin.
"Thirsty bad bitch," he growled, his voice dark with lust. "I'm gonna punish you, by ravaging this drooling cunt of yours."
She shivered at his dominating tone, her hips rolling back instinctively as his cock pressed against her pussy. He rubbed himself along her slit, letting her feel every inch of his length without giving her the satisfaction of penetration. Each pass smeared her pussy juices along his shaft, the head of his cock catching on her clit in maddening teases.
Gwen arched her back even more, looking back over her shoulder with eyes glazed in lust. "Please… put it inside…" she begged, voice breaking with need.
But Nova stilled, the tip of his cock just barely pushing at her entrance. "You alright with it rough?" he asked in a soft tone.
She gave a sharp nod, a smirk tugging at her lips despite her panting. "I can handle your dick…" she said, her voice dripping with confidence. "I've had plenty of practice… with MJ thrusting her strap-on into me."
Nova's grip on her hips tightened. The mental image hit him like a spark to gunpowder — that fiery redhead pounding this blonde into the mattress, Gwen moaning for more, her perfect tits bouncing with every thrust. It was almost too much.
The tension snapped.
Smack! His palm landed hard on her ass again, and in the same motion, he drove himself into her in one brutal, unrelenting thrust — burying every inch of his thick, throbbing cock into her soaked pussy.
"AH—!" Gwen's moan tore through the air, raw and loud, her nails digging into the wall in front of her. Her walls clenched around him, greedily sucking him in, her body shaking from the sudden fullness.
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