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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“Never leave me again.”

Matthias crashes his lips to mine. Clutching me against him. “I won’t survive it.” He whispers against my mouth.

I never meant to hurt him.

“I was making you unhappy.” Wasn’t I? “I thought it would be better for both of us.”

I moved on. Made a new life. Found new happiness. Hadn’t I?

I realise now that it had all been a plaster, barely patching over the gaping hole in my heart.

I pull back, fighting against his grasp. He clings to me only a moment longer before releasing me.

“I am so sorry, Alex.” His eyes glisten. “I should have stopped you. Begged you.” He swallows. “You have no idea how many times I have relived that night.”

“You’re here now,” I say.

“Always.” He strokes the side of my face. I lean into his touch. “Taking you for granted was the worst mistake

I ever made. Never again. I’m here. Forever and always. However, you'll have me. ”

I have my arms around his neck, forcing him down to my level. Before he can blink, my mouth is on his. Kissing him hard. Coaxing his lips apart. My tongue darts inside to play with his.

His firm hands hold me, clutching me closer. Firm but gentle. Always so gentle with me. Loving.

I pull back, gasping, “I need you, Matze.”

He rests his forehead against mine, a small, satisfied smile tugging at his lips.

“I need you too, Alex . I always did.”

Sweet, but clueless as always.

“No. I need you.” I push one hand between us to cup him through his joggers. “Now.”

Pushing him back against the wall, my tongue delves into his mouth to dance with his.

How could I forget how perfectly we fit together ?

I wrap my legs around his waist, and his warm palms hold me close. His fingers stroke along my spine.

“Someone could see us.” He whispers against my lips.

“Let them watch.”

His pupils dilate.

I lick his mouth, my tongue gliding along the seam of his lips, dipping in to taste him. He moans into my mouth.

I slide my hands up his chest, fisting clumps of his t-shirt as I deepen our kiss .

I grind my hips against him. Needing friction. The lack of gravity makes it difficult to stay as close as I want. Each bump pushes me away again. Noticing my frustration, he wraps his arms around me, slotting one foot beneath a metal handlebar to tether us together.

His arms keep my hips pinned to his, and as I grind against him, he hardens. His joggers begin to strain towards me.

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 husky voice 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.

Another groan. “You taste so sweet.”

His lips trail kisses down my bare abdomen, pausing at my hip bones where the fabric of my flight suit sits bunched.

He watches me as he pushes the fabric down with one hand.

Kissing me along my mons pubis and further still, until he reaches the apex of my thighs.

He inhales deeply. Placing a gentle kiss along my closed folds.

“Lean back.” He demands, his warm breath tickling my pussy .

Using the somewhat soft duffel bag of supplies behind me as a pillow, I lean back, clutching the velcro straps.

He makes quick work of pulling my flight suit down so that it sits down by my ankles. He loops my legs around his neck.

His tongue flicks along my entrance, his nose brushing against the curls of my pubes.

Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I hold his head, pressing his face ever closer. “Your tongue is so warm.”

My thighs quiver either side of his head, warring with the need to clamp together.

“I need you inside me.”

“Gladly.”

He gives my pussy one last kiss. His tongue quickly dips inside before he backs up. A quick glance behind us, then his joggers are down. Rock hard cock on display.

“Alex, you don’t understand the effect you have on me.” He grabs my face with both hands, kissing me deeply. His tongue plays with mine, sending the taste of pussy dancing on my tongue.

With one hand, I guide him, lining us up. With one leg behind his waist, I nudge him closer, until the tip of his cock is pressed against my entrance. He presses forward, breaching me. Slowly. It is exquisite torture.

He reaches across me to grab the metal handlebar, using it to pull himself closer. Sinking deeper. Filling me. Inch by glorious inch. More and more.

Until he’s bottoming out. Balls deep.

He moans, hot breath fanning my face as he rests his forehead against mine. “I love you, Alex.”

I tilt my face up, “I never stopped loving you, Matze.” I kiss him softly. He smiles against my lips.

I gasp as he starts to move. Slowly pulling out, just to thrust deep inside again. The obscene wet slapping sounds perfect.

“You’re so wet.” He groans as he bottoms out inside me once again. My juices leak down onto his balls as they slap against me again. Beads of moisture pool together, clinging to our joined flesh.

He pulls out again. Slamming home again, flinging the beads of moisture swirling in the air around us.

“You feel so good.”

My thighs start to quiver once more. Pleasure builds inside as my pussy flutters around his cock.

One hand strokes along my cheek, brushing away some sweat-plastered hair. “So beautiful.”

Leaning into his touch, I kiss his hand. Sucking one of his fingers into my mouth. Running my tongue along the full length before I nip, eliciting a deep moan from him.

I continue to suck his finger deeper into my mouth, working up and down his finger in time with his thrust.

“ Sheisse . I can’t…. last… longer.”

“Good, I want you to fill me.”

His motions turn jerky and erratic, as he pistons himself in and out of me. Our bodies collide, pushing us apart. He grabs my ass with his spare hand, clutching me to him as he chases the finish line.

He is so bloody close to pulling an orgasm from me.

Then he rips his hand above, slumping forward, his hips jerking back and forth in spurts as he takes my mouth with his. His tongue swirls with mine. Warmth blooms inside me as I clench around his cock as it shudders and tenses.

He laughs, “Am I dreaming?”

“Do you dream of me often?” I purr.

His eyes capture mine, burning with an intensity I have never known.

“ Always .”

My pussy flutters around his length as he slowly pulls out. I whimper aloud at the sensation of him leaving me. The emptiness it leaves behind.

Only for a moment before the room fills with my moans as his thick finger enters me. His warm palm cupping my pussy as his thumb rubs circles around my clit. I gasp.

“You didn’t think I’d forget to take care of you, did you?” He blows a stream of warm air across my clit. “I want to watch you come.”

He adds another finger. One at first. Stretching me wider. Pumping in and out.

“I know you can take more.”

He adds a second finger.

A third.

Using his cum as lube to finger fuck me to oblivion. The beads of it webbing between his fingers with each withdrawal, quickly swallowed again with each thrust.

“Fuck. Matze… please,” I beg.

I’m drenched and quivering. Desperate for release.

“A little more, mein Herz .” His straight, strong nose nuzzles along my navel before snuggling his face against my pubes. “You smell incredible.”

“Matze, please…”

“One more,” he demands.

Slowly, he pushes in a fourth finger.

An incredible feeling of fullness envelopes me as he stretches me wide. Until he meets resistance.

Slowly extracting his hand and pushing in again.

My pussy milks his fingers, slurping with each stroke. Our body fluids mingle. The small pale-white pearls rush to escape with each new thrust. Twirling in the air as they orbit our twined bodies.

I reach forward to catch a drop, open my mouth and clean my finger with my tongue. “Delicious.”

He groans. “So sexy.” He leans forward, his head inches away. “Now come for me”

I can feel my eyes roll back with each slurp, my pussy slowly swallowing his hand again and again. The pleasure builds again, so close to a crescendo.

My whole body tenses in anticipation.

“I’m so close.”

His lips clasp over my clit, sucking it into his mouth as his cum covered fingers stroke inside me.

I explode .

Stars dance behind my eyes. I gasp, collapsing against him. Riding the shockwaves. Gentle shudders run through me.

You haven’t felt truly boneless until you’ve had a mind-blowing orgasm in space.

Slowly, he removes his hand; obscene slurping echoes in the small space as he pulls each finger free. His handsome face watches me as I examine his hand, the perfect beads of moisture clinging between his fingers, like dew left on spiderwebs in the early morning.

“You look very beautiful like this.” He says as he admires my spent body .

“Thank you,” I murmur, snuggling my face against him. His chest rumbles with laughter.

“I should be thanking you, mein Herz .”

He kisses my head again, and I feel content for the first time in a long time. Snuggled in his arms, my head rests against his chest. I can feel the lull of sleep pull at me.

A crackle sounds around us.

“Matty? Check in .” Clayton’s baritone voice rings out overloud in our little pocket of sin, hidden behind the boxes and crates stored in Leonardo Module.

“Can this wait?”

“‘Fraid not. There’s been a development.”

Matthias groans, adjusting me against his chest.

“This better be good,” he mutters under his breath before flicking the comms back on. “What is it?”

“We sent out a distress beacon hoping to make contact with Earth.”

“And?”

“We just got a reply.”

“We will be right there.”

“We?” Clayton asks.

“Alex and I.” He smiles down at me as he says my name.

“Copy that.”

Matthias adjusts himself before redressing me. He slides my flight suit back up my legs. Covering my shoulders, he zips me up just enough to cover my breasts but still give himself a nice view.

As he turns to leave, I pull him back. “Do you think they know?”

“That you’re sticky with my cum?” He asks, amused.

I frown at him.

“No, I doubt anyone realises anything. Everyone thinks you’re still asleep, unless Doctor Hadfield told them.”

“Are you worried?” He pauses, “Do you regret…?”

“No regrets. Just a little nervous.” I confess.

He grips my hand tighter, bringing it to his lips for a quick kiss.

“We will do it together.”

I can't help the smile that breaks out across my face.

I stop, pulling his arm back. “There’s one thing I need before we meet the others. ”

“Anything, mein Herz .”