Sneak away again

The weak flicker of a candle outside our room is the only light. I lay in the silent darkness.

I feel the familiar touch of a hand on my own. Artyom. I turn on my side and face him. We edge close enough together to see each other’s faces, and spend a long time simply looking at one another. In the silence, we lean into each other and share a long, intimate, and gentle kiss.

“We’re not on duty.” He whispers to me with a smile on his face.

“Meet me in the hallway.” I whisper back.

I gently and carefully ease up to my feet. The layout of these tunnels is burned into my mind. Even in the darkness, I gracefully tiptoe out of the room and into the dimly lit hallway.

My heart races in excitement as I wait for him to follow me. Intense feelings of arousal already fill me. His hand reaches around the entrance and the rest of him follows.

I motion for him to come to me with my finger before turning and making him chase me. Both of us are careful to make our footsteps as silent as possible. I duck out of the main passageway and into the small offshoot where supplies are stored. Artyom is right with me. I grab his hand and pull him into a dark corner.

With nowhere left for him to chase me, I turn around and let him take me in his arms. The primal urge to get as close as possible to him is overwhelming. I put my hands over his shoulders and start to kiss him, then wrap one of my legs around him to get even closer.

My pussy tingles. I’m getting hot all over, grinding my crotch on his leg, sloppily and aggressively making out with him. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me through his pants. My whole body just screams to let him fuck me. I need him.

“I need you to fuck me.” I whisper, and start to take my shirt off.

Artyom doesn’t hesitate to start stripping his own shirt off. I’m the first to finish, and I fix my eyes on him. When he’s finished, I gleefully run my eyes up and down his body. I’m drawn to him and put my hands on his warm chest. He reaches his own hands out and rubs them up and down my body, tracing my curves. I give him a lewd smile and reach for his cock. I rub it over his pants as we come together again for another steamy smooch.

I run my hand up over his package and start blindly tugging at his belt. Artyom stops to help me unfasten it when I kneel in front of him, but I slap his hand away. I give him a hungry look before I unfasten his belt myself. His bulge throbs in excitement when I undo the top button of his pants, and continues to jump eagerly as I work my way down to the very last one. I look into his eyes, gently taking the waistband of his shorts between my fingertips. I can feel his whole body shudder when I lick my lips.

The twitching hunk of meat before me is becoming impossible for me to resist. I pull his waistband down and his dick flops out. I stare at it hungrily for a second before leaning forwards and taking it in my mouth with no hands, instead resting them on his legs. It’s big and hard, and I love the way it feels between my lips. He lets out a sigh. I suck him thirstily, gliding back and forth, inching my lips further and further down his length. I need more.

“Get on top of me.” I pull back and demand. “Get down here and get on top of me.”

Artyom doesn’t need to be told twice. In just a second or two, he’s on top of me and we’re kissing again. He works his hands underneath my back to tug at my bra. I prop myself up to help him. A look of pure happiness crosses his face when he pulls my bra away.

“Touch me.” I whisper. His hands are drawn to my chest. The gentle touch of his fingers caressing and squeezing my tits satiates me for only a brief moment, before compounding my lust. I’m so hot. My pussy aches for him. I feel so empty.

“That’s it!” I whisper and grab him by his chest. “I can’t take any more of you teasing me! I need you to fuck me and I need you to fuck me hard!”

I push him back, and he gives me the space I need to tear at my own pants. I bring my knee to my chest to pull one of my boots off, then hastily push my pants down to my knees and try to fight my leg out of them. When my leg is free, I grab my panties and push them down to my knees before slipping my foot through them. I need to be filled so bad.

I spread my legs for Artyom and he eases his body between them. I’m so excited that he’s so close to me. My pussy aches for the firm cock poking me between my legs.

“Put it in!” I beg him. I feel the tip of his thick head find the spot. Artyom obliges and eases his hips into me. His stiff rod entering me and finally filling my void makes my toes curl and my body stretch. I let out a little gasp. He lays on top of me, and the feeling of his warm, bare skin on mine sends shockwaves through my whole body.

Every worry in the world leaves my mind. There is only one thing, the man on top of me and the ecstatic gliding of his thick cock in and out of me. Artyom pummels me over and over again with deep, and sensuous but powerful strokes. I grind my body against his and run my hands up and down his back. A steady stream of hushed whimpers escape my mouth.

“Keep it down.” He whispers. When I let out one more he shuts my mouth by kissing me. I wrap my legs around his back and squeeze him, trying to pull him deeper into me.

Artyom pulls back, and I let out a little gasp. It feels so good that I can’t help it. He clamps his hand over my mouth and picks up his pace. Being dominated this hard is ecstatic.

“Don’t stop!” I mumble through his hand. I dig my fingernails into his back, my chest rising and falling. My eyes roll back. My whole body shakes underneath him as my orgasm overtakes me. He clamps his hand down even harder and keeps his pace.

My head spins. Artyom takes his hand off to let me catch my breath. His own breathing is labored by now. He grunts, his pace slowing, then quickening. With a hushed gasp, he props himself up and pulls out of me. Barely a split second later a rope of hot cum splatters across my belly, followed by another. We let out a collective sigh as he continues to decorate me, finishing himself to the very end.

We look at each other and giggle.

“We got away with it again.” I whisper.

“So far!” He whispers back. “Let’s clean you up and get out of here.”