Chapter 310: Giving Head in Private Cabin

The cabin was filled with the soft sounds of the ship moving through the ocean and Lyra’s growing moans. My face was buried deep between her spread legs, my mouth completely pressed against her pussy. I kissed and sucked on her wet folds, my lips smooching and licking every inch as she got wetter and wetter. Her sweet juice coated my tongue and chin.

"Ahh yeahhh... Austin... ahmm..." Lyra gasped loudly, her voice shaky with pleasure. Her hips kept lifting off the bed, pushing herself harder against my mouth as waves of sensation exploded through her body.

I pulled my face back just a little, lips shiny and wet, and looked up at her with a smirk.

"You are so wet," I said, my voice low and teasing. "Even though we fucked so much just two days ago."

Lyra’s chest was rising and falling fast. She reached down, cupped my face with both hands, and looked at me with hazy, lust-filled eyes.

"Yeah... that’s cuz you are way too hot as a man..." she said, her thumbs brushing over my wet cheeks.

I grinned back at her, a knowing smirk on my face.

"Just make me cum already, you fucker," she demanded, her voice turning needy.

Before I could answer, she wrapped one leg around the back of my neck and pulled hard, forcing my face right back against her dripping pussy.

"Umph... anm... umm..." I groaned into her, my voice muffled.

I pushed my tongue deep inside her tight hole while my thumb found her swollen clit and started rubbing it in fast little circles. Lyra’s moans got louder and more desperate. Her fingers tangled tightly in my hair, pulling me even closer.

"Ahh fuck! Yeahh..." she cried out, her back arching sharply off the bed.

I could feel her whole body starting to shudder. Her pussy was pulsing around my tongue, releasing even more hot juice that ran down my chin. I knew she was getting close — really close.

"Ahh... Austin... I am gonna cum... don’t stop..." she begged, her voice breaking as the orgasm started building fast inside her. Her hands clutched the bedsheets tightly, knuckles turning white.

I didn’t stop. Instead, I swirled my tongue even faster inside her, licking and sucking harder while my thumb kept rubbing her clit without mercy. I grabbed her thighs firmly with both hands, holding them wide open around my face so she couldn’t close them even if she wanted to.

The heat from her pussy radiated against my face, her legs trembling around my head. Lyra’s moans turned into short, broken gasps as her body tensed up completely.

Her hips bucked wildly against my mouth as the orgasm finally hit her hard. Her pussy clenched and pulsed, flooding my tongue with her warm, sweet release while she cried out my name over and over.

The ship rocked gently beneath us, adding a slow, steady rhythm to every movement.

"Arghhh! Yeahh... cumming...!" Lyra cried out suddenly. Her fingers grabbed fistfuls of my hair, pulling hard as her thighs clamped tightly around my head. Her whole body tensed up like a spring.

"Umph... aphhh..." I groaned into her pussy, the sound muffled. I pressed my lips tight against her swollen labia and gave her clit a gentle bite, holding her in place so she could ride the intense waves of her orgasm.

"Arghh fuck! I am dead..." she moaned loudly, her voice breaking.

Her hips jerked violently as her pussy suddenly gushed hot juices all over my face and chin. The warm, slippery release coated my lips and tongue as her body jolted again and again.

"Ahhh yeahh... so good..." Lyra gasped, her face showing a mix of pleasure and satisfaction. Sweat had gathered on her forehead and cheeks, making her skin glow. A lazy, smirking smile played on her lips as she came down from the high.

"Ahhmphh... yumm..." I hummed happily against her pussy, still licking and smooching her sensitive folds even as her body shivered and twitched from the aftershocks.

"Fuck Austin! You are so good..." she moaned, still breathing heavily. She clutched my face with both hands and started grinding her pussy up and down on my mouth, riding my tongue desperately.

I kept my tongue flat and sticking out, letting her slide her wet heat along it however she wanted — slow drags, quick little humps, everything. Her juices kept flowing, making everything slippery and messy.

After a few more seconds, I finally pulled my face up from between her legs. I crawled over her naked body, hovering above her on my elbows. My chin and lips were still shiny with her release.

"Glad to know that I was able to make you feel it so strong..." I said, smirking down at her.

"It surely was strong..." Lyra replied, still catching her breath. She cupped my cheeks with both hands and smiled up at me, her eyes soft and glowing with satisfaction.

I grinned wider.

"Stronger than your husband...?" I asked teasingly. At the same time, I slid my hand back down between her legs and started rubbing slow circles around her swollen, sensitive clit with my finger.

"Yeahmm..." she gasped, her body twitching again at the fresh touch. Before I could say anything else, she pulled my face down and locked her lips with mine in a deep, hungry kiss.

We kissed hard, tongues sliding together, tasting each other. Her hands roamed over my back while my finger kept playing gently between her legs, keeping the pleasure going.

And just like that, inside the private luxury cabin of the cruise ship, we made love as the ship sailed smoothly through the open sea. The distant sound of waves and the soft rocking of the vessel mixed with our heavy breathing and quiet moans.

For these few stolen hours, nothing else in the world mattered — only the heat between us, the taste of her on my tongue, and the way her body responded so perfectly to every touch.