Chapter 309: Fuc***ng in Ship’s Cabin

The door to Lyra’s cabin clicked shut behind us with a soft *clack*. She giggled playfully as she pulled me inside by the hand, her fingers warm and eager. The moment the door closed, she spun around and pushed me backward with both hands.

*Thap.*

I landed on the soft, king-sized bed in the middle of the luxurious cabin. Before I could even sit up, Lyra climbed on top of me, straddling my hips with her thighs. Her denim shorts rode up a little as she settled down, her weight warm and teasing right over my lap.

"Ahh baby, come here..." I said, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down.

Our lips crashed together instantly. We kissed hard and deep — smooching, tongues sliding, mouths hungry for each other. Lyra’s ass pressed firmly against my growing dick as she slowly rubbed herself back and forth, grinding in slow circles that made my breath catch.

After a long, heated kiss, she pulled back just enough to breathe. Her lips were shiny and a little swollen. She brushed her thumb gently across my bottom lip, eyes half-lidded and full of heat.

"Ahmm... such a sweetheart you are," she whispered. "I will take my time with you before you leave..."

"What if your husband comes here?" I asked, still breathing hard. "It’s your room, right?"

Lyra gave me a naughty little smile, one eyebrow raised.

"He won’t," she said confidently. "He must be busy with his other business friends. Leaving me all alone... for you to have."

Her smile curved wider as she reached down and grabbed the hem of her white net top. In one smooth motion, she pulled it up and off, tossing it aside. Then she reached behind her back, unclasped her bra, and let it slide down her arms.

Her full, round tits spilled free, bouncing softly with the movement. The cool air of the cabin made her nipples tighten instantly.

"Ohh, that’s good to know then," I said, my voice getting lower.

I sat up quickly, wrapped my arms around her, and flipped us over so she was lying on her back beneath me. Her tits jiggled nicely from the sudden movement, drawing my eyes straight to them.

"So you want to have fun until I’m here, right?" I asked, smirking down at her as I reached for the button of her denim shorts.

"Yeah, I do..." Lyra answered with a cute giggle, biting her lower lip.

I popped the button open and slowly pulled the zipper down, the sound loud in the quiet room. The shorts parted, revealing the edge of her panties underneath.

She watched me with sparkling eyes, her chest rising and falling faster now. The ship’s gentle rocking made the whole bed sway softly beneath us, adding to the intimate feeling.

The cabin door was already locked, and the only light came from the soft glow of the bedside lamp mixed with the late afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains. The ship rocked gently beneath us, adding a slow, rhythmic sway to everything we did.

I slipped my hand down between Lyra’s legs, sliding it inside her open denim shorts and under the thin fabric of her panties. My fingers brushed against her warm, already wet labia.

"Ahmm..." she gasped sharply, her body twitching at the first touch.

"I will surely miss this a lot, you know," I said quietly. I grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and pinned them gently above her head on the pillow. My other hand stayed inside her pants, slowly pushing a finger into her tight, slick pussy and starting to move it in and out.

"Yeah... me too..." Lyra whispered, gazing straight into my eyes with a mix of heat and something softer.

I leaned down and kissed her again, then pulled back with a smirk.

"Let’s turn up the heat then..."

I removed my hand from her shorts, quickly shrugged off my white jacket and t-shirt, and tossed them onto the chair nearby. Now I was bare-chested, still wearing my blue jeans.

"Yeah, let’s do it..." Lyra said, her voice already breathy with excitement.

She lifted her hips and pushed her denim shorts down her legs, kicking them off her feet. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her black panties and slowly slid them down her smooth thighs, letting them drop to the floor.

Completely naked now from the waist down, she smiled up at me shyly but boldly at the same time.

"Come and eat me, Austin... No, more like Zero..." she said, her voice turning playful. She opened her legs wide, knees falling apart, showing me everything. Her pussy was glistening, pink and wet, with a thin trail of her juices already leaking out.

I stared down at her spread legs. The sight of her swollen, shiny folds made my mouth water.

"Argh, fuck!" I growled under my breath.

I grabbed her by the thighs and yanked her closer to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs even wider. Then I leaned down between them, my face hovering right above her pussy.

I pressed a soft, slow kiss right on her clit.

"Ahh..." Lyra moaned instantly. Her hands flew down and tangled in my hair, fingers gripping tight.

I felt her thighs trying to close around my head, but I wasn’t having it.

"Keep them spread, bitch," I said firmly, using both hands to push her thighs wide open again.

Then I dove in.

My tongue licked slowly up and down her wet folds, savoring the sweet, slippery taste like it was the most delicious dessert I’d ever had. I circled her clit, then flicked it gently, then licked deeper, pushing my tongue inside her entrance.

Lyra’s moans got louder and breathier. Her hips started rolling against my face, chasing the pleasure. Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling me closer.

"Ahh... Austin... yes..." she gasped, her back arching off the bed.

I kept going, licking and sucking on her pussy with long, hungry strokes, completely lost in how good she tasted and how wet she was getting. The ship’s gentle rocking made everything feel even more intense, like the whole world was moving with us.