They say good things come to those who wait.
They don’t know what they’re bloody talking about.
My body is on fire. It’s been three long years without him. I’m not waiting another moment.
I thrust up his t-shirt, sliding my hands up his abdomen to his chest, enjoying the softness as my hand brushes across his chest hair.
“Alex, let me take you somewhere private.” I silence him with one finger pressed to his lips.
“How about you let someone else be in control for once?” I playfully nip at his bottom lip. His eyebrows raise, eyes wide as he registers my words.
“What do you have in mind?” His voice is coarse.
“You’ll find out.”
And with that I slip one hand beneath the waistband of his joggers, palming his cock. It jumps at my touch. A moan escapes his lips.
The skin is smooth and warm against my hand. Strokable. I want to snuggle my face against it.
His hands cup my head as I rub myself against him. Nuzzling my nose into his balls, letting his half hard cock lay across my cheek. I inhale him. Snuggling in deeper. Savouring the sensation as his cock hardens against me.
He groans my name.“Alex.”
Noise resonates from the crew in the dining area. Overloud talking mingles with the metal clashing of food containers.
I push Matze back. He doesn’t fight but instead reaches for one of my hands, weaving our fingers together, holding firmly.
We glide down into the Leonardo module. To the very bottom. Hidden amongst the crates and bags of supplies. He rotates us, shielding me from any passersby with his large body.
I reward his thoughtfulness with a kiss, right on the tip of his cock, my tongue dipping beneath the foreskin. His half-hooded eyes are fixed on me.
“You’re a goddess.”
“Keep looking at me like that, I might let you worship at the altar.”
His breath shudders as I pull him into my mouth, sucking him deep. My cheeks hollow until his cock hits the back of my throat. I swallow instinctively, causing him to hiss as I feel my throat clench around the tip of him.
“Schiesse. Alex. Where did you learn that?” His breathing is jagged.
I start to move now. Up and down. Sucking. His head falls back as he groans. His cock grows, hardening in my mouth, against my tongue. I can taste precum.
With one handful of hair and another holding my waist, he pulls me up to his face. Our lips collide, his tongue fucking my mouth like I wish his cock would. He tugs at my flight suit, fumbling with the zip that only reaches to my belly button.
One fist still grips my hair, pulling back slightly, the bite of pain delicious as he makes me arch up into him. He takes one nipple into his mouth, suckling on the tip as he rolls his tongue over it. I moan. His other hand squeezes my arse. His hips thrust forward to rub his cock against me through the fabric, gifting me moments of delicious friction before my hips drift away.
He paws at my flight suit. “I need this gone.” His huskyvoice demands.
He nibbles at my collarbone, my neck, trailing kisses along my jaw, as he pushes it off my shoulders, exposing more flesh for him to kiss.
I wriggle out of the top half, my bare breasts assisted by low gravity to form delicious globes. Pert little nipples pointing up and begging for attention.
Matze’s eyes burn as he takes me in, his head dipping down to lather attention on one nipple, his hand gently kneading the other breast, before he switches his attention to the other.
With my arms free, my flight suit is easily pushed down, all the way down to my hips. Exposing me. He pushes his face between my breasts, inhaling deeply. Groaning as he rests his forehead against me.
“You smell so good.”
He kisses the skin before his tongue takes one long lick beneath one breast.
