𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 | 𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈 𝐆.

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"These chair beds are so fucking uncomfy." I complain as I turn side to side groaning.

"I literally booked the best seats and they're not comfy?" Pedri asks.

"Planes lack in comfort." I reply as I sigh in frustration.

"Do I lack in comfort?" Pedri mumbles as I give him an eye.

"What do you mean?" I answer as Pedri rubs his chin.

"I mean if you're going to complain the whole flight, just sit on my lap at this point." Pedri says as I think.

"You know what. Fine. Better than these deconstructed plastic beds." I complain as I move onto Pedri's lap and sit down.

I move around to get comfy and rest my head on his shoulder. This is way comfier but I'm not admitting that. I close the doors of our seats so no one can see us and we lay in silence  as we hear people talking, music playing, everything.

I close my eyes when I feel Pedri's hands grab my waist tightly, almost like he's claiming me to be his. I feel him position me right above on his crotch and starts swaying my lower body back and forth on his lap, letting out a quiet groan as he does so. Does he think I'm asleep?

I feel his grip getting tighter as his swaying gets faster and rougher with his breathing getting irregular, trying not to make any obvious noises. I slowly feel him getting really hard underneath me, literally poking my pussy. Maybe it's wrong but I'm getting aroused by his actions.

I open my eyes just a little to peak and turn my head slightly to look at him and see his head tilted up with his eyes shut closed. You know what.

I flip myself around so my face and body is facing him. He opens his eyes which look are wide, shocked and is about to say something before I shut him up and kiss him on those lips I crave everyday.

My hands slither to his jaw as his hands stay focused at my waist, violently rocking me back and forth on his hard dick as he moans into the kiss, only clothes separating us.

I pull back, gasping for air as Pedri's expression is filled with desperation and something I can't quite name.

He stands up and grabs my arm, taking me with him. He quickly walks with me down the aisle to the bathroom. He opens it and it's not one of those small, Ryanair ones. It's like a whole bathroom fit into the plane.

He locks the door immediately and pins me to the wall, kissing my lips and neck as I quietly moan. There's no stopping now, especially with the determination and lust gathering in his eyes. After a few minutes, he stops and start unbuckling his belt.

"On your knees." He speaks as I realise what he means.

I've never actually done a blowjob to anyone. I fucked men but I wasn't stupid enough to put their unclean junk in my mouth. But with Pedri, it's different. And I'm ready.

"I've never given someone a blowjob before." I mumble, admitting in embarrassment and hoping I didn't ruin the moment as I look up and see Pedri nod.

"It's fine, I'll lead. Just please don't bite." Pedri replies as I giggle.

I get on my knees and see his dick spring out of his boxers, rock solid. God bless me. Even if I've seen it before, it always surprises me.