“You are so fuckin beautiful, my love,” he whispered, his voice a gruff rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. Meera felt a blush bloom across her chest as she took in his words, feeling cherished and desired. His mouth closed over her clit, his tongue flicking and teasing as he delved into the soft folds of her sex.

Her eyes rolled back, and she gasped, “Aarav, I-I need to go to the washroom, please...” The urgency in her voice was palpable, her body begging for a brief respite from the overwhelming sensations.

"No baby, it's not that," he reassured her, his voice low and soothing. "It's just your body releasing stress. Let me give you pleasure with my mouth, and you'll release it all in there, my love."

Her body trembled with the effort to hold back, but his mouth was relentless, bringing her closer to the edge with every stroke of his tongue. "Aarav, please," she begged, her voice a breathless whimper. "I really have to go."

But Aarav was lost in the sweetness of her taste, his own desire building with every sound she made. He didn't want to stop, not yet. "Trust me, baby," he murmured, his breath hot against her slick flesh. "You can do it here." His tongue swirled around her clit.

And just as he said that, Meera's body gave in. She arched off the bed, her back bowing as she came, crying out his name. The feeling was so intense, so foreign yet so good, that she didn't even realize she had cummed in his mouth until he pulled away with a satisfied groan, licking his lips. "Ahh, Aarav," she breathed, her eyes wide with shock and pleasure.

Aarav chuckled, a low, deep sound that reverberated through her core. "Your cum is so sweet, baby," he said, his eyes shining with mischief. "From now on, it's my favorite drink. I'll surely drink it daily."

Meera's cheeks flamed with embarrassment, but she couldn't help the thrill that shot through her. "Ohh Aarav, you are so cruel," she murmured, her voice laced with a mix of pleasure and scolding. Yet, the way he looked at her, the way his eyes darkened with desire, made her feel anything but victimized. She felt powerful, like a goddess laying before him, ready to be worshiped.

He took her wrists and brought them to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to each of her palms before placing them back on his erection. "You do it," he instructed, his eyes never leaving hers. "I want to see you make me cum."

Her cheeks flushed, but Meera felt an unexpected boldness rising within her. She began to stroke him, her movements tentative at first, but growing more confident with each groan he released. His eyes closed, and his head fell back, giving her a silent nod of encouragement. The feeling of power was exhilarating, and she moved her hand faster, watching as he grew harder beneath her touch.

Aarav's breath grew ragged, his chest rising and falling with each deep inhale. He leaned in, his mouth finding the sensitive spot on her neck, and he licked her skin, tasting the sweetness of her sweat. Meera's pulse raced, the anticipation of his teeth making her grip him tighter. Then, without warning, he bit down, creating a hickey that sent a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Meera gasped, her eyes flying open to meet his. He smirked at her reaction, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He whispered, "I've marked you as mine, Meera. Every time you look in the mirror, you'll remember who you belong to." His words sent a shiver down her spine, a thrill of possessiveness mingling with the love in her heart.

Her hand continued to move over him, but now she felt a new urgency, a need to make him feel as good as he was making her. "Baby," he moaned, "you're doing so well, but I need more." He guided her hand to his member, the tip glistening with precum. "Lick it, baby, please," he begged, his voice strained.

Meera leaned in, her curiosity piqued by his desperate tone. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock, tasting the salty tang of his desire. Aarav's body jolted, his eyes flying open to watch her intently. "Again," he urged, his voice a gruff whisper. She obeyed, taking him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his length. His grip on her wrists tightened, guiding her movements, setting a pace that had him groaning with pleasure.

Meera took her time, savoring the feel of him, the taste of him. Her eyes remained on his, watching the pleasure build in his gaze. Aarav's hips began to rock in rhythm with her mouth, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. "Slower, baby," he instructed, his voice strained. "Take it deep and slow." She followed his command, taking him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat.

He groaned, the sound low and guttural, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm close, baby," he warned, his voice thick with need. And just when she thought she had him, he pulled away, his cock pulsing in her hand. "Just one more, baby," he panted, his voice filled with desperation. "Make me cum once, and I'll show you heaven."

Meera's eyes widened with understanding. She leaned in, her mouth open, and took him back in, her movements more determined now. She could feel the tension coiling in his body, his muscles tightening as he approached climax. Aarav's breath was coming in short gasps now, his eyes glazed over with lust.

"Yes," he hissed, his voice tight with need. "Take it all, baby." With one final thrust, he released, spilling his hot seed into her mouth. Meera felt the warmth and the saltiness, the taste of him filling her senses as she swallowed, her eyes never leaving his.

Aarav's eyes rolled back in his head, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm. He watched as Meera took every last drop, her cheeks hollowed with the effort, and he knew in that moment that she truly was his in every way.

He pulled her up, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with her saliva. "Can I cum in your mouth?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. Meera nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Do you want to taste my cum?"

Aarav took her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her swollen lips. "Show me how much you want it," he urged, his own need palpable. She leaned in, her mouth open, and took him back in, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him with renewed enthusiasm. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, and he felt himself thicken again in her mouth.

"Faster, baby," he panted, his eyes on her, watching every reaction, every little moan and gasp she made. Meera increased her pace, her cheeks flushing with the effort. His hips began to rock in time with her mouth, his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat. The sight of her, her eyes watering with the effort but never leaving his, was too much to handle.

"I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice a hoarse whisper. Meera took him deeper, her throat working around his cock as he grew thicker. With a final groan, he erupted, filling her mouth with his seed. She swallowed it down, her eyes never leaving his, feeling the warmth spread through her own body as she did.

"Ohh my love," she murmured, licking her lips, "you are so good at this." Aarav's eyes snapped open at her words, a fierce look of possession crossing his face. He took hold of her, flipping her onto her back, his body pressing hers into the soft mattress. "Now," he growled, "it's my turn to make you cum."

He slid his hand between her thighs, his thumb finding her clit, already swollen from his earlier ministrations. "Baby," he whispered, "I'm going to push my finger in your pussy now. Stay calm, it will hurt a little at first, but you'll get stretched a bit." Meera's eyes widened, but she nodded, her trust in him unshaken.

"Turn around," he instructed, his voice deep with desire. "Show me your front, open your legs wide for me." Meera obeyed, her heart racing as she lay on her back, her legs spread wide. Aarav took a moment to appreciate the view, her pussy glistening with her juices, inviting him in.

He leaned over her, his breath warm against her skin. "Ohh you are inviting me to eat you, baby," he murmured, his words sending a thrill through her. Without warning, his mouth was on her, his tongue delving into her wetness. Meera's hips bucked, a cry escaping her as the pleasure crashed over her in waves. Aarav's tongue danced over her clit, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, making her moan.

Suddenly, he pushed his one finger into her tight entrance. "Oouchh," she gasped, the sudden intrusion surprising and painful. But Aarav didn't stop, his tongue licking her clit as his finger began to move, pushing deeper and deeper. "It's okay, baby," he whispered, his voice soothing despite the intensity of his actions. "Relax, let me in."

Her body tensed, trying to adjust to the sensation of fullness. "No, Arav, it's hurting badly," she whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut. But he was relentless, his tongue swirling around her clit, his finger moving in and out with a rhythm that seemed to sync with her own pulse.

"You're so fucking tight, baby," he groaned, his voice muffled against her sex. "How can my big member ever fit in this little cave?" He added another finger, stretching her further, his own desire growing with every cry she made.

"Ahh, Arav, you pervert, take it out," she begged, her voice strained with pain and pleasure. Her body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with sensation. Yet, she could feel herself growing wetter, her inner muscles clenching around his digits.

He chuckled, his breath warm against her sensitive skin. "Ohh baby, only for you," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He began to pump his fingers in and out of her, the pain slowly giving way to a deep, primal need. "You're going to cum again for me, aren't you?"

Meera nodded, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt the pressure building. "Y-yes, Aarav," she panted, her voice shaking with each stroke of his fingers. He curled them slightly, hitting a spot inside her that made her toes curl. A moan slipped from her lips, and she felt her walls tighten around him.

"Look at me, baby," Aarav demanded, his voice hoarse. "Watch how much I want to make you cum." Meera opened her eyes to meet his intense gaze, his fingers still working their magic on her clit. She watched as he added a third finger, her breath hitching at the fullness.

"Cum for me," he ordered, his voice thick with desire. "Show me how much you love me, how much you want this." And just like that, Meera felt it, the orgasm ripping through her like a tempest. Her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on his fingers as she screamed out her release.

Aarav didn't stop, his fingers moving faster, harder, pushing her through peak after peak. "Again," he urged, his tongue tracing the shell of her ear. "Cum again, baby." And she did, over and over, until she couldn't tell where one ended and another began. It was an endless cycle of pleasure and pain, a dance of sensation that left her trembling and begging for more.

"Cum for me," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "Cum for me, baby." His voice was a siren's song, pulling her under, drowning her in waves of ecstasy. And she did, her body arching off the bed, her back bowing as she screamed his name. Her muscles tightened around his fingers, her orgasm milking him for all he was worth.

He watched her, his eyes dark with lust, as her body writhed beneath him. "So beautiful," he murmured, his voice a gentle caress. "So perfect." His fingers slowed, giving her a brief reprieve, before he began to stroke her clit once more.

"Cum for me," he whispered, his voice a seductive command that seemed to resonate within her very soul. "Let me feel your sweet release." Meera felt the tension coil tighter, her body responding to his every touch, his every word.

With a final, desperate cry, she came, her walls clenching around his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her. Her body was a symphony of pleasure, each contraction a crescendo that had her sobbing his name.

Aarav watched her with a mix of awe and satisfaction, his own arousal reaching new heights as he felt her shatter around his fingers. "Good girl," he praised, his voice a gentle rumble in the aftermath of her climax. "You're doing so well, baby."

He withdrew his hand, his fingers slick with her arousal. Meera's body was trembling, her chest heaving with every ragged breath she took. He leaned in, kissing her deeply, sharing the taste of her pleasure with her. "Do you know about BDSM, baby?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. Meera's eyes widened, but she nodded, her curiosity piqued.

Aarav's hand traveled back down her body, his palm coming down hard on her clit with a smack that made her yelp. "Because I'm going to show you just how good it feels to let go," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He watched her face, looking for any sign of distress, but all he saw was a mix of shock and arousal.

He pushed two of his soaked fingers into her, curling them slightly as he hit that spot deep inside her. "Aahh," she gasped, her back arching off the bed. He began to pump them in and out, his thumb circling her clit with just the right amount of pressure. "Ahh, Aarav, what are you doing to me?" she moaned, her eyes glazed over with passion.

"Shut your mouth, Meera," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "From now on, I am your master. Every time you question me, I will hit you hard." His hand came down on her thigh with a firm smack, the sound echoing through the room. Meera's eyes went wide with shock, but the sting of pain only seemed to heighten her arousal. She bit her lip, her body responding to his dominance.

"Now, tell me who you are," Aarav demanded, his fingers still moving within her.

"I-I'm your wife," Meera stuttered, the mix of pleasure and pain making it hard to form coherent thoughts.

Aarav's hand came down on her clit with a smack that was harder than before, the sting making her eyes water. "No," he corrected, his voice firm. "You're my slut on this bed. Say it."

Meera gasped at his harsh words, but the thrill of it only made her wetter. "Ahh, Aarav, what are you saying?" she whimpered, her body aching for more.

With a wicked smirk, Aarav slapped her clit again, the sound of his palm meeting her sensitive flesh echoing through the room. "I said, tell me who you are," he repeated, his voice a dark demand.

"Ahh, I-I am your slut," Meera finally choked out, the words feeling strange and yet, oddly liberating on her tongue. Aarav's eyes lit up with approval, and he rewarded her with a slow, deep thrust of his fingers, making her moan.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice a dark rumble. "Now, I'm going to tell you how to be a submissive. It's about trust, baby. Trust that I'll always push you to the edge, but never let you fall. Trust that every stroke, every touch, every smack is for your pleasure."