Page 42 of Mister Artist

“And now that you have her, what’s your plan for your future with her?” Pops asked.

“Well… we’re taking some time to settle into the fact that we’re finally together, so we’re not rushing into anything, but I do plan to propose and marry her. We’ve talked about children, and we want at least two but not any time soon. After the time we’ve spent apart, we want to be able to focus on ourselves."

“That’s fair,” Mama said, “though we were kind of looking forward to a new grandbaby.”

Chuckling, I shook my head as I put a ham and Swiss sandwich on my plate.

“Listen, if it was up to me, she’d be pregnant now. Trust me, I’m tryna get in that pus—”

“Aye, boy!” Pops yelled, slamming his fist on the table. His stern expression crumbled quickly, and he laughed with a shake of his head. “You save that kind of talk for when it’s just me and you.”

With a laugh of my own, I nodded. “You right. My fault, Pops. All I’m saying is, I agree.”

We continued to laugh and talk and enjoy our lunch before Elias arrived with my nephew. After that, we took him bowling, and I thoroughly enjoyed the rest of my day… especially because I knew it was going to end with me between Malorie’s thighs.

Two Weeks Later

Since Aspen’sshowcase atDivine’swas this weekend, he decided to come through early so he could tat us up. I had the idea to turn it into a little set for my people, and Aspen was all for it. We set everything up at my place, and he along with two of his artists did one tattoo after another for everyone who wanted one.

I ended up getting a piece on my back and Mal got her spine piece. The shit was sexy as fuck. As she looked at it in my bathroom mirror, I couldn’t help but trail my fingers against her skin. She shivered and moaned from my touch, and her nipples hardened. Knowing I had that kind of power over her body was addictive, and I always came back for more.

“You are so fucking sexy… You know that?” I confirmed, tilting her head so I could look into her eyes.

“Yes, but I love hearing my man say it.”

“Then I’ll say it a million times.”

Our lips connected as I squeezed her breast and tweaked her nipple. Her head flung back and mouth opened slightly as quiet whimpers escaped her. That was my favorite sound to hear her make. As much as I wanted to feast on her pussy, my dick wanted to breach her walls first. Giving in, I pulled her to the edge of the counter and lined myself up at her opening.

With locked eyes, I pushed my way through and into what had to be the closest form of heaven on earth. My body trembled immediately as I hummed and bit my bottom lip. Even with me having a house full of people, I didn’t give a fuck about that shit. The only thing I cared about was pleasing my lil baby and making her cum.

My strokes were long and slow, because I loved watching her body unravel when I gave it up like this. Her body shook and lips trembled as she inhaled a sizzling breath. Voices rose as someone neared my room. Mal must have thought that was going to make me stop because she whined and lowered her legs to wrap them around me.

“I’m not stopping,” I assured her. “Don’t worry. I’m not coming out of this pussy for nothing.”

That was like a detonator that made her pussy gush around me, resulting in me cumming myself. When my dick stopped throbbing, I pulled out and turned her around. With one foot on the floor and her other leg bent and resting on the counter, I entered her from behind.

With swifter strokes, I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck and kept her back arched as I pummeled her pretty pussy. Whimpers turned into moans that turned into gasping for breath as she gripped the edge of the counter. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she surrendered to her orgasm.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Cum for me. You look so pretty when you cum.” Her moans poured as her walls pulsed around me. “I love the sound of your moans.” Every time I talked to her while Iwas in her pussy, she got wetter and came quicker… that’s why I usually only did it after I came once. Her grip on my shit would almost automatically make me cum too.

I got a few more strokes in before I was cumming again, this time, until I softened inside of her. We stayed connected for a while before I gave her a few kisses and cleaned us both up.

After our impromptu sex session, we went back to the living room and joined the rest of the party. It felt good being around my people and being able to love and show my woman affection out loud. Life at this point was damn near perfect. The only thing that would have made it perfect was her having my baby.

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Malorie

Aspen’s showcasehad turned out absolutely beautiful. The six pieces presented sold out in less than five minutes. I was so proud of him, and I could feel the love beaming off his fiancée as she stood by his side. Malaysia was so cute and barely looked like she would hurt a fly, but when one of the servers for the evening couldn’t take no for an answer and kept flirting with Aspen, I knew that wasn’t the case when she said, “Do you want to fight?” as she stood.

Pregnant and all, my girl was ready to go to war behind her man. It was funny because Aspen wasn’t interested in the girl at all, but I guess for Malaysia it was about the principle. Her sister, Enjell, and Aspen’s brother, Dejvi, got her out of the gallery quickly, and I knew they knewexactlywhat she was capable of. With a chuckle and shake of his head, Aspen made his way over to us.

“Man, say,” Aspen said, pulling me in for a hug. “Let me get my lady out of here before somebody gets beat up,” he continued, giving Neko a handshake.

“Handle your business, brother. We’ll talk. Oh, and tell Karrington to come too. You were right. There’s something special about him.”

“You just made my night. I’ll be in touch.”

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