Han Solo had Leia pinned against the bulkhead of the Millennium Falcon the second the ship jumped to lightspeed. His hands were already under her white dress, yanking her panties down her thighs like he was disarming a bomb.
"Been waiting all day for this pussy," he growled, fingers shoving straight into her wet cunt without warning.
Leia gasped, legs spreading wider on instinct, her back arching as two thick fingers pumped her hard and fast. "Dripping already. You’re such a fucking slut for it."
"Shut up and fuck me," she hissed, grabbing his belt and ripping it open. His cock sprang out, heavy and veined, already leaking. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked once, twice, smearing the precum down the shaft. "I want this inside me now."
Han didn’t need telling twice. He spun her around, bent her over the nearest crate, and kicked her feet apart. One rough thrust and he buried every inch of his cock in her tight heat. Leia moaned loud and filthy, pushing back to take him deeper. The slap of skin on skin filled the cockpit as he pounded her, balls slapping her clit with every stroke.
"Fuck, your cunt’s gripping me like it never wants to let go," Han grunted, one hand fisting her hair, the other reaching around to rub her swollen clit in fast circles. "Gonna fill you up. Gonna pump you so full you’ll feel it for days."
Leia came first, cunt clenching around him, juices running down her thighs. She didn’t get a break. Han kept fucking her through it, then pulled out and flipped her onto her back on the crate. He shoved back inside, legs hooked over his shoulders, and railed her even harder. Her tits bounced with every thrust. She reached down and spread her pussy lips wider for him, watching his thick cock disappear into her again and again.
"Harder, Solo," she demanded. "Fuck me like you mean it."
He slammed in to the hilt and stayed there, grinding deep while his thumb worked her clit. Leia came again, screaming, nails digging into his arms. Only then did Han let go, flooding her with hot, thick ropes of cum until it leaked out around his still-thrusting cock.
They didn’t stop there. Leia dropped to her knees and sucked him clean, tongue lapping up every drop of their mixed mess, then climbed on top and rode him reverse, ass bouncing, while Han slapped her cheeks red and told her exactly how good her greedy hole felt milking him dry.
By the time the hyperdrive kicked out, both of them were wrecked, sweaty, and still fucking slow and deep on the floor, Leia’s voice hoarse from begging for one more load.
